<?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-7038510037345051733</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:42:20.499+08:00</updated><category term='cowabunga dd;'/><category term='ROAST MUTTON'/><category term='mushroomhead'/><category term='Green Day'/><category term='i&apos;ve just spent 2 hrs on this post'/><category term='just alot less than mcr.'/><category term='GERARD WAY IS WAY WAY WAAAAAY HOTTER THAN kyle patrick.'/><category term='AWESOME AWESOME AWESOME'/><category term='Awesome'/><category term='♥'/><category term='AND I WON :DD'/><category term='crazy in a beautiful way.'/><category term='so yusra'/><category term='what has k-pat done to prove his meltworthyness ?'/><category term='YH won the bitch of the year award .'/><category term='HELP'/><category term='dilemma'/><category term='♥ superteen'/><category term='yaa. originally adapted frm mastercard :D'/><category term='this was war'/><category term='a loss of $9 is really THAT painful to me .'/><category term='i should stop swearing so much :/'/><category term='www.movie6.net'/><category term='iero'/><category term='i miss superteen. wish i could go tgt with e6 tmr ):'/><category term='i love faber drive too'/><category term='gerard is driving me crazy'/><title type='text'>Awesomeassbitch!</title><subtitle type='html'>my chemical romance addict's ♥ and a total tennis freak who's totally infatuated with Shane Dawson.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>394</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-936497800420890313</id><published>2012-02-16T00:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-16T00:45:28.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This sounds overly melodramatic, but sometimes (a lot recently) I do feel so depressed that I contemplate suicide. But whenever I do, I think about my friends and what I'd do to them if I just left like that. I think about how they made a difference to me, how I made a difference to them and the tonnes of fun I had with them and I realize that I have amazing friends that I must live for. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So to everyone who's made me turn away from death as a solution, I am dearly touched and sincerely grateful to every single one of you. I hope I can be there for you when you need. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-936497800420890313?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/936497800420890313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=936497800420890313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/936497800420890313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/936497800420890313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2012/02/this-sounds-overly-melodramatic-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-8940209822725891376</id><published>2012-02-08T23:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T23:26:45.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Who doesn't lie right? But I beginning to think that I'm overdoing it. &lt;div&gt;I lie &lt;i&gt;a lot&lt;/i&gt; to my parents. About so many things, and I'm beginning to feel like it's getting out of hand. I wish I could stop cuz I don't like this. I choose to lie because I hate the feeling of giving in to their authority on the things I want to do so badly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If only my parents were 'talkable' people whom I could reason with; Express my true feelings and motives to. Too bad they aren't I guess. Maybe I should try again. I risk my plan backfiring, but when that does, I'll just not care about what they say then. I'm going to do what I set out to do, because I choose to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's going to be a difficult task with numerous obstacles. But the road to success is never smooth, is it? Guess the only thing to do right now is hope for the best but prepare for the worst. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-8940209822725891376?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/8940209822725891376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=8940209822725891376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/8940209822725891376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/8940209822725891376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2012/02/who-doesnt-lie-right-but-i-beginning-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-5169867310399282837</id><published>2012-02-05T15:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T15:31:15.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why do I always feel so damn tired at home? No matter how much I sleep I still feel like I will never be energetic. Something is wrong. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-5169867310399282837?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/5169867310399282837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=5169867310399282837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/5169867310399282837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/5169867310399282837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2012/02/why-do-i-always-feel-so-damn-tired-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-1144686430416663259</id><published>2012-01-31T20:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T20:27:28.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stupid freaking hypocritical chauvinistic fuck. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I refuse to explain the fucked up situation anymore. I just fucking wonder why you even showed me that glimpse of hope when you yourself knew that you would take it away as soon as I knew what to make of it. You know how fucking tired I am of feeling hopeless to the pits but yet, you continue to torment me. I don't get you. I honestly fucking don't. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right now, all I know is that I want to get away from you as soon as I can and NEVER come back. Yes. It's not never come back for a long long time anymore. It's NEVER EVER COME BACK FOR EVER. I'm gonna live my life and you can just go FUCK YOURSELF DRY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though I express words of angst, I am seriously so fucking sick and tired and numb that I don't feel angst towards your hypocrisy anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-1144686430416663259?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/1144686430416663259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=1144686430416663259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/1144686430416663259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/1144686430416663259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2012/01/stupid-freaking-hypocritical.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-2735036397875181712</id><published>2012-01-20T11:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T11:35:39.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've got many good friends, but deep down inside, I still feel so empty and lonely now and then. Looking back on photos can only do so much good. Look at them too often and they too, will no longer bring any trace of sentiment back. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am scared. Really really shit scared of what the future might bring. And I constantly wonder if it will ever be as bright and joyful as before, and at the same time, I fear so greatly that it will only be the same as the present, or even worse. Singapore is already as low as life gets. Will it get even lower in Sydney? I hope not. But I can only hope. Pathetic I admit. Hoping can be such a fucking pathetic emotion sometimes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y'know, I used to fantasize about the future. What I'd be, how I'd be, who I'd be; and I'm beginning to realize that that 'future' isn't so far away right now. A few more years down the road maybe... But it's coming. And yeah, I wonder if it will bring the fulfillment, satisfaction and happiness I imagined it to. I know exactly where and who I want to be. What I wanna be is still remains a question, but I'll get there. I may change my mind about certain things, but I will get all of this. Because what I want, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I ALWAYS get. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-2735036397875181712?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/2735036397875181712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=2735036397875181712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/2735036397875181712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/2735036397875181712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2012/01/ive-got-many-good-friends-but-deep-down.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-7058078095077524939</id><published>2012-01-15T21:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T21:16:32.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Even the best memories turn sour sometimes and it just makes you feel worse than shit. I just wanna sleep this crappy feeling off right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-7058078095077524939?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/7058078095077524939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=7058078095077524939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/7058078095077524939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/7058078095077524939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2012/01/even-best-memories-turn-sour-sometimes.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-5746015031048437182</id><published>2012-01-05T17:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T17:51:39.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C7EtSjPpAuw/TwVxi5sxuWI/AAAAAAAABEg/AtuUt3uXh5I/s1600/Nothing%2Btruer..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C7EtSjPpAuw/TwVxi5sxuWI/AAAAAAAABEg/AtuUt3uXh5I/s320/Nothing%2Btruer..jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694082148297980258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Taken off tumblr. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-5746015031048437182?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/5746015031048437182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=5746015031048437182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/5746015031048437182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/5746015031048437182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2012/01/taken-off-tumblr.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C7EtSjPpAuw/TwVxi5sxuWI/AAAAAAAABEg/AtuUt3uXh5I/s72-c/Nothing%2Btruer..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-5024542315384977348</id><published>2012-01-04T21:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T21:45:18.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There is a gaping hole in my heart that's filled with emptiness that can only be replaced with sadness and longing. &lt;br /&gt;I wish there was something I could do for someone else who's hurting as well since there's nothing I can do for myself. &lt;br /&gt;Hope is what I need but I seem to be losing hold of it fast. &lt;br /&gt;I'm trying not to give up though; because after a hurricane comes a rainbow. &lt;br /&gt;The storm is taking longer than I expected to pass, but I'm bearing in mind that one day, it will. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Thailand, how good you were to me. But how I pay the price for true happiness now. &lt;br /&gt;We only part to meet again. And so we shall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-5024542315384977348?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/5024542315384977348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=5024542315384977348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/5024542315384977348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/5024542315384977348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2012/01/there-is-gaping-hole-in-my-heart-thats.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-8788749047614037515</id><published>2012-01-02T10:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T10:49:19.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Beginning 2012 on a very very hopeless note. But as it is said, you have to fail in order to succeed right? So is that what this is? The price of failure that I have to first pay? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So when will I get my success? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't feel like being brave anymore. I am fucking sick of bracing myself for more blows of disappointment to come because there's nothing I can do about it. I've become more or less immune to brawling. I don't really have anything left to turn to when I've been let down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have one more thing left to lose. When that's gone, I will have nothing. And when I have nothing, I'll have nothing to lose. So I guess when I finally lose that too it's not going to be a pretty sight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-8788749047614037515?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/8788749047614037515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=8788749047614037515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/8788749047614037515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/8788749047614037515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2012/01/beginning-2012-on-very-very-hopeless.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-2699452299143202690</id><published>2011-12-31T18:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T18:20:22.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Truth is, everyone's gonna hurt you. You just gotta know who's worth the hurt." &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Truth is, I saw this quote countless times on tumblr, but it never occurred to me that you of all people would hurt me like this. I miss that friend. That friend I used to party with like there's no tomorrow. That friend I could talk to about anything in the world. That friend I could be myself so easily around. That friend who leaned on you and you knew you could lean back on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I admit, this feeling sucks. Longing for the person that's no longer there. Guess our friendship only thrived on parties and booze. Fuck. But I admit, it was the best friendship I ever had. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So if you ask me if this is worth the hurt? Guess I'll say yes, with a bit of no. Yes because you were the most fun I had. And no because until I find someone like you, I don't know if I'll ever be this happy again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, moving on. Adele's here to help me, don't worry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-2699452299143202690?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/2699452299143202690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=2699452299143202690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/2699452299143202690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/2699452299143202690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2011/12/truth-is-everyones-gonna-hurt-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-2948065364210559136</id><published>2011-12-30T20:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T20:37:12.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has to be my fave picture of all time. Probably cuz I had such an amazing weekend  in Pattaya with these 3. My face muscles are aching from smiling at this pic even when I'm not looking at it. That just says how much I love it. Haha ;) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sooooooo, here's to the best memories of 2011 - THAILAND, LAND OF SMILES :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ho8QxOZw4Tw/Tv2vn8BuqQI/AAAAAAAABEU/1FcNRnrIDlk/s1600/In%2BPattaya%2521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ho8QxOZw4Tw/Tv2vn8BuqQI/AAAAAAAABEU/1FcNRnrIDlk/s320/In%2BPattaya%2521.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691898604729313538" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From left: Me, Daniel, Sebastian, Korn&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/7038510037345051733-2948065364210559136?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/2948065364210559136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=2948065364210559136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/2948065364210559136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/2948065364210559136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2011/12/this-has-to-be-my-fave-picture-of-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ho8QxOZw4Tw/Tv2vn8BuqQI/AAAAAAAABEU/1FcNRnrIDlk/s72-c/In%2BPattaya%2521.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-5120922532539710585</id><published>2011-12-29T22:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T22:45:29.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Accidentally chanced upon old text messages when I was in Thailand. Man, I'd still give everything to go back. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But can I be greedy and want some things to be the same and others to be better? Like the company I have; I want it all back, and more if possible. And the money I have, I want it to be more. The party nights I'll have I want it to never ever end. And the good times to come, please be an infinity. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have thoughts of migrating there in future. I want to be an expat though. Maybe a PR, but not a citizen. Maybe many many many years down the road but not now. I want loadsa cash for all the nights out that I wanna have. I wanna meet all the party people so we can stay out all night whenever we want. And I want an amazing job that pays well that I enjoy doing with all my heart. Can I please have all that? Even if I can't, can I at least have my good company and nights out? Cuz that's what I truly miss. Even now. Two months after it all fell apart. It still hurts so fucking  much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-5120922532539710585?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/5120922532539710585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=5120922532539710585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/5120922532539710585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/5120922532539710585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2011/12/accidentally-chanced-upon-old-text.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-6312155914855499029</id><published>2011-12-25T14:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T15:01:23.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One day, just one day, I'll be celebrating Christmas on a beautiful sunny island somewhere I like with my party people. I'll be happy without a care in the world, and I definitely won't feel like something or someone's missing. It'll just be party and party and party and party and party and non-stop party.&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It will be the perfect Christmas. Yes, I need to have at least one of those this lifetime. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GLhH_-xxjI0/TvbKBas7bcI/AAAAAAAABEI/I7MzBeZyDo0/s1600/beautiful%2Bcolour.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GLhH_-xxjI0/TvbKBas7bcI/AAAAAAAABEI/I7MzBeZyDo0/s320/beautiful%2Bcolour.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689957304925646274" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br class="Apple-interchange-newline"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-6312155914855499029?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/6312155914855499029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=6312155914855499029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/6312155914855499029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/6312155914855499029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2011/12/one-day-just-one-day-ill-be-celebrating.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GLhH_-xxjI0/TvbKBas7bcI/AAAAAAAABEI/I7MzBeZyDo0/s72-c/beautiful%2Bcolour.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-6171433230869998257</id><published>2011-12-20T17:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T17:14:34.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stay strong for yourself, because no one else will. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'll all be over soon. Just bear with it for another six months. Make the most out of it, do the things you want to do and keep running. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be what tomorrow needs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-6171433230869998257?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/6171433230869998257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=6171433230869998257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/6171433230869998257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/6171433230869998257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2011/12/stay-strong-for-yourself-because-no-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-4937733639842520526</id><published>2011-12-16T11:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T11:07:54.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When will days get better? When? I need to know. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder if I'll ever be &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;genuinely&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; happy again. I wonder if I'll ever be like I was in Thailand again. I don't have to be &lt;i&gt;in&lt;/i&gt; Thailand to feel as good as I did when I was there, but I honestly want to know if I will ever be that happy again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know what's keeping me alive? That stupid small glimmer of hope that we all stubbornly hang on to. Yeah that. Hope that I will be happy again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-4937733639842520526?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/4937733639842520526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=4937733639842520526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/4937733639842520526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/4937733639842520526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2011/12/when-will-days-get-better-when-i-need.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-7259244936836650486</id><published>2011-12-11T21:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T22:18:58.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Days I could tweet like this. Haihhhhh &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgba(219, 44, 102, 0.0976563); "&gt;For the past 3 days, I've been sleeping all day and partying all night."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgba(219, 44, 102, 0.0976563); "&gt;Yeah, this is how I live my life ;D" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgba(219, 44, 102, 0.0976563); "&gt;"Leave my friday night alone!!!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgba(219, 44, 102, 0.0976563); "&gt;"BEST. WEEKEND. EVVVVVVVVVEEEEEERRRRRR."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgba(219, 44, 102, 0.0976563); "&gt;"Partied so hard, got so drunk, chilled at such awesome places and did so many fun things. Life. Is. Good."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgba(219, 44, 102, 0.0976563); "&gt;What a weekend."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgba(219, 44, 102, 0.0976563); "&gt;My my, how drunk I was last night."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgba(219, 44, 102, 0.0976563); "&gt;Gonna complete my slides contents by 5pm. Hitting bkk at 6 and then its party and party and party and partying the night away ;)" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgba(219, 44, 102, 0.0976563); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgba(219, 44, 102, 0.0976563); "&gt;"Tomorrow I'ma party and party and party and party......... "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgba(219, 44, 102, 0.0976563); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgba(219, 44, 102, 0.0976563); "&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgba(219, 44, 102, 0.0976563); "&gt;Morning folks. I haven't slept a wink cuz I was out all night ;)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgba(219, 44, 102, 0.0976563); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgba(219, 44, 102, 0.0976563); "&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgba(219, 44, 102, 0.0976563); "&gt;It's not really TGIF unless I get party." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgba(219, 44, 102, 0.0976563); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgba(219, 44, 102, 0.0976563); "&gt;"Partied to my fill, booyeahhhhhh! I can leave Thailand in peace now, but lets do it again! Hehe" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgba(219, 44, 102, 0.0976563); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgba(219, 44, 102, 0.0976563); "&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgba(219, 44, 102, 0.0976563); "&gt;Woah, its almost 6am in Bkk already! &amp;lt;3 Friday nights!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgba(219, 44, 102, 0.0976563); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgba(219, 44, 102, 0.0976563); "&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgba(219, 44, 102, 0.0976563); "&gt;5000th tweet! Here's to good times in Thailand (:" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgba(219, 44, 102, 0.0976563); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that about summarizes all the things I loved to tweet about more than anything. I really miss tweeting like this. Y'know, all happy shit and stuff. More than anything, I &lt;i&gt;still&lt;/i&gt; want to go back to how it used to be. By right things should still be like that. By right it should've been like this until next February. By right, I should be in Ko Phangan right now at the full moon rave with Daniel, Zahirah and Ridley; possibly Korn and Karn. That was to make up for missing Zoukout all the fucking time. Haih, will things ever go back to going well again? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yes, I still miss everyone. &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&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-7259244936836650486?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/7259244936836650486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=7259244936836650486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/7259244936836650486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/7259244936836650486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2011/12/days-i-could-tweet-like-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-4630593089377238645</id><published>2011-12-07T21:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T21:37:11.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm better off without this angst. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things will never compare. And I shouldn't do so anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not scared. Just anxious. That things will never go back to being good again. I'm really losing hope fast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reading my friend's tweets about living in Australia; and she says she feels lonely and homesick. Sigh. I'll be there for 2 years from next July onward. I hope and pray so hard that I'll find friends. And not just friends that will hang out with me and go to class together with me. I pray that I'll find friends that wanna travel and party till the end of the world with me. Yes, I think that's my purpose for going to Sydney. And when I find them, I sure hope I get to keep them this time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But to everything that happened and everyone I got to meet, I'm thankful for. Let me find you again in due time. Till then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/rtOvBOTyX00" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-4630593089377238645?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/4630593089377238645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=4630593089377238645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/4630593089377238645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/4630593089377238645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2011/12/im-better-off-without-this-angst.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/rtOvBOTyX00/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-3441937199146797776</id><published>2011-12-04T20:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T20:42:21.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHEN ONE BAD EVENT HAPPENS, ALL THE BAD EVENTS START HAPPENING. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHY WHY WHY WHY WHYYYYYY DOES THIS ALWAYS FUCKING HAPPEN? WHY THE FUCKING HELL CAN'T IT JUST STAY AT ONE EVENT?! IT ALWAYS HAS TO FUCKING BE ME. EVERY FUCKING TIME I DO ONE THING THAT DISPLEASES THAT MOTHERFUCKING DICKFUCK, I GET ACCUSED OF EVERY FUCKING THING ELSE THAT HE'S DISPLEASED WITH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IT'S ALWAYS ME ME ME ME ME ME ME ME FUCKING HELL ME, WHO'S THE MOST BLUR, IRRESPONSIBLE, ACCIDENT PRONE, SELF-CENTERED, IGNORANT BITCHFACE WHO RUINS SHIT FOR EVERY FUCKING PERSON RIGHT? WELL CONGRATULATIONS! YOU'VE WON THE JACKPOT FOR ANSWERING YES! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'M SICK AND TIRED OF SAYING THAT I'M SICK AND TIRED OF THIS FUCKED UP PLACE. IT FEELS LIKE A MOTHERFUCKING CATCH 22 SITUATION RIGHT NOW. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NOT GIVING A FUCK ABOUT THE ACCUSATIONS TO COME: FEEL FUCKING PISSED OFF WHEN THEY'RE EVENTUALLY THROWN AT YOU&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GIVING A FUCK AND MAKING SURE NO MORE ACCIDENTS HAPPEN IN YOUR NAME: GONNA FUCK SOMETHING UP SOONER OR LATER AND THEN COMES THE GODDAMN ACCUSATIONS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FUCK THIS. FUCK MY LIFE. SOMETIMES I HONESTLY DO FEEL LIKE I'M BETTER OF DEAD. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NO WAIT. I'M BETTER THAN THAT. I'M GONNA LEAVE ONE DAY AND NEVER COME BACK. YOU WAIT AND SEE, FUCKER. ONE DAY, YOU'LL REGRET THE WAY YOU SPOKE TO ME SO FUCKING MUCH. I'LL MAKE YOU SEE THE REAL ME ONE DAY. AND WHEN THAT DAY COMES, I TRULY, HONESTLY, SINCERELY FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY HEART, WISH THAT I'LL BE THE DAUGHTER OF YOUR WORST NIGHTMARES. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I HOPE YOU GET SO MOTHERFUCKING EMBARRASSED ONE DAY. EMBARRASSED IN FRONT OF THE MOST CRUCIAL PEOPLE YOU HAVE TO IMPRESS. AND I DO HOPE THEY'RE WHITE PEOPLE; PRECISELY THE PEOPLE YOU HATE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-3441937199146797776?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/3441937199146797776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=3441937199146797776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/3441937199146797776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/3441937199146797776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2011/12/when-one-bad-event-happens-all-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-1161668699434844685</id><published>2011-12-02T23:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T23:56:56.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FUCK MY LIFE. I don't care if you judge me for saying this because there are orphans starving out there. I want to leave this shit hole of a country so motherfucking badly you don't know shit!!!!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And if the place I leave for  SUCKS BALLS, well at least I learn to appreciate this hell hole a little bit more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still getting my motivation, inspiration and philosophies from The Beach. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify; background-color: rgb(42, 80, 155); "&gt;&lt;span style="border-left-width: 0px; border-left-style: solid; border-left-color: black; "&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; line-height: 12px; font-style: italic; border-left-width: 0px; border-left-style: solid; border-left-color: black; "&gt;Just keep your mind open and suck in the experience. And if it hurts, it's probably worth it."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify; background-color: rgb(42, 80, 155); "&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; line-height: 12px; font-style: italic; border-left-width: 0px; border-left-style: solid; border-left-color: black; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My favourite movie quote of all time. And possibly my favourite movie of all time. &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;i style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; background-color: rgb(42, 80, 155); font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;b style="border-left-width: 0px; border-left-style: solid; border-left-color: black; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-1161668699434844685?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/1161668699434844685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=1161668699434844685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/1161668699434844685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/1161668699434844685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2011/12/fuck-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-2962610836813760225</id><published>2011-11-27T17:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T18:02:09.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It only feels like yesterday that I was walking the streets of Thailand Science Park to and fro work and home to my dorm. I remember how it felt, what I would see and what I'd do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It still pains my heart to think back and reminisce about the past, but it feel good to at the same time. I miss those days with all my heart still. I should have taken a picture so I can show you guys, but the thing is, I didn't think I'd need to when I was there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess it's the little things that stick with us the longest. The one mistake that I regret is that I thought I'd have the full 5 months to be free and enjoy the beauty beyond Singapore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lesson learnt to not take things for granted. No need to apologize. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C6wI-yRz8RU/TtIKDuJ-X3I/AAAAAAAABD8/uAEmXR6feO8/s1600/Sirindhorn.%2BMiss%2Byou%2Bmore%2Bthan%2Byou%2527ll%2Bever%2Bknow..jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C6wI-yRz8RU/TtIKDuJ-X3I/AAAAAAAABD8/uAEmXR6feO8/s320/Sirindhorn.%2BMiss%2Byou%2Bmore%2Bthan%2Byou%2527ll%2Bever%2Bknow..jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679613139113369458" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sebastian and Baiya at the lobby of SSH. Where home truly was... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-2962610836813760225?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/2962610836813760225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=2962610836813760225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/2962610836813760225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/2962610836813760225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2011/11/it-feels-like-yesterday-that-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C6wI-yRz8RU/TtIKDuJ-X3I/AAAAAAAABD8/uAEmXR6feO8/s72-c/Sirindhorn.%2BMiss%2Byou%2Bmore%2Bthan%2Byou%2527ll%2Bever%2Bknow..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-4280951296487171005</id><published>2011-11-25T22:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T22:58:19.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It so very much feels like I'll never get out of this dark tunnel of despair. Everything I want seems either impossible, requires a ginormous stroke of luck, or is very difficult to achieve. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't get me wrong, I am not afraid of hard work. But I need it to be worth it. I need to know I'll get the reward I deserve, I need a glimpse of hope. That one day, I'll finally get out of here for good. If I had to do anything at all, to get posted to Bangkok or any good city in Thailand, I promise I'll do it with my heart and soul. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-4280951296487171005?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/4280951296487171005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=4280951296487171005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/4280951296487171005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/4280951296487171005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2011/11/it-so-very-much-feels-like-ill-never.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-3646711453000555185</id><published>2011-11-23T20:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T20:53:58.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heavy, longing, broken, empty, unsettled heart. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to get wasted so badly. At least that splitting headache from the hangover afterwards will overtake the discomfort in my heart. And while I'm passed out, I won't feel a thing. In fact, it will even bring back a few good memories from nights out Thailand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes, we refuse to let go of the things that hurt us because they are precisely the things that made us happy in the first place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And wouldn't we rather hurt than feel nothing at all? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still want to go back to the days. More than anything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And as for doing things differently? I would've only done more, given more and sucked in more experiences beyond my limit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pattaya, Khao San, Nana, Sukhumvit and the many more red light and nightlife districts. I know you have more to offer. I'll be back to take all you'll give. Wait for me; I know you will :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Company wise? I hope we'll re-unite again someday. But till then, I have to get new party people. C'mon time, you gotta pass more quickly till they day I get to GTFO of my parents' reign. As much as I hate it, there's nothing much I can do about it right now. So I'm not going to bother fighting a losing battle or for a lost cause anymore. Gonna save my energy and channel it to fueling my wanderlust. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-3646711453000555185?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/3646711453000555185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=3646711453000555185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/3646711453000555185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/3646711453000555185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2011/11/heavy-longing-broken-empty-unsettled.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-822158240685488030</id><published>2011-11-21T17:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T17:34:54.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;My name is Richard. So what else do you need to know? Stuff about my family or where I'm from? None of that matters. Not once you cross the ocean and cut yourself loose, looking for something more beautiful, something more exciting. Yes I admit, &lt;b&gt;something more dangerous.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;So after 18 hours at the back of an airplane, 3 dumb movie, 2 plastic meals, 6 beers and absolutely no sleep, I finally touchdown in Bangkok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;This is it. Bangkok. Good time city. Gateway to Southeast Asia. Where dollars and Deutsche Marques get turned into counterfeit watches and genuine scars. &lt;b&gt;This is where the hungry come to feed.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;So never refuse an invitation. Never resist the unfamiliar. Never fail to  be polite. And never outstay your welcome. &lt;b&gt;Just keep your mind open and suck in the experience. And if it hurts, it's probably worth it. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;The only downer is, everyone's got the same idea. We all travel thousands of miles just to watch TV and check into somewhere with all the comforts of home. And you gotta ask yourself, what is the point of that? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;And as for travelling alone, fuck it. If that's the way it has to be, then that's the way it is. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- The Beach (intro)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-822158240685488030?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/822158240685488030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=822158240685488030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/822158240685488030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/822158240685488030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-name-is-richard.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-7149306140477197904</id><published>2011-11-21T15:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T15:40:06.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Run away to one of the beautiful islands in Southern Thailand where no one knows you, make new party animal friends,  party like every night is your last, drink, get drunk, get wasted, smoke something, forget everyone you hate, forget everything you hate, forget the ugly side of the world, have fun, dance, like a skank, let go, get laid, find freedom, find your paradise, be free, re-charge yourself for the remaining ugliness to come. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lu7czsBksZ1r0ftj7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(187, 187, 187); font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;"I still believe in paradise. But now at least I know it’s not some place you can look for, ‘cause it’s not where you go. It’s how you feel for a moment in your life when you’re a part of something, and if you find that moment… it lasts forever… "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(187, 187, 187); font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;-The Beach &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-7149306140477197904?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/7149306140477197904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=7149306140477197904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/7149306140477197904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/7149306140477197904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2011/11/run-away-to-one-of-beautiful-islands-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-9108144795483936670</id><published>2011-11-20T20:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T20:57:30.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This too shall pass. So to myself: STAY STRONG AND DO NOT GIVE UP OR GIVE IN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fight for what you love because that's the only thing you can do. These hard times will make you stronger and days will be so much more beautiful down the road because they are so ugly now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll be alright. I have to be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't have to tell you people what I miss anymore because I've reminded y'all enough already. I still miss all of it with the same magnitude. If not, even greater. Thank you all for being in my life in Thailand. All of you. I wouldn't change any one of you for anyone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I truly wish I could pack you in my suitcase with me to Australia next year so I won't have to do 'OSIP' alone. Auntie XH to be auntie, Maid Liza to sing random songs, Ding Dong Annabel to be my room mate, Mom Zah to be the mom, Ridley to walk to school and talk cock with me, Fabian to be the weird quirky one and Daniel to party with me, get me drunk and bitch with me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please stay in touch, everyone. I'm never gonna forget you people and I hope you won't forget me :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KjLdyMonDMs/Tsj3bbEwnfI/AAAAAAAABDk/zJDCzowtcrM/s1600/14102011338.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KjLdyMonDMs/Tsj3bbEwnfI/AAAAAAAABDk/zJDCzowtcrM/s320/14102011338.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677059380796759538" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everyone minus Fabian, Zahirah and me on the boat ride on Chao Phraya River &amp;lt;3 Not the best boat ride but it made memories :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-9108144795483936670?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/9108144795483936670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=9108144795483936670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/9108144795483936670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/9108144795483936670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2011/11/this-too-shall-pass.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KjLdyMonDMs/Tsj3bbEwnfI/AAAAAAAABDk/zJDCzowtcrM/s72-c/14102011338.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-372610441904863750</id><published>2011-11-17T21:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T21:53:25.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I kind of want a job where I can write what I feel. Something like a reviewer maybe. I feel like there's a lot inside me that I want to put in words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time for another picture, yes? It's getting too wordy here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8ucN20oguQ8/TsUQ4q6hYaI/AAAAAAAABDY/w5FIW1QtXWQ/s320/02102011253.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675961471148843426" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Looking through pics I took at Soi Cowboy and Hillary Bar and I realize I miss taking tequila shots so much :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-372610441904863750?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/372610441904863750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=372610441904863750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/372610441904863750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/372610441904863750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-kind-of-want-job-where-i-can-write.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8ucN20oguQ8/TsUQ4q6hYaI/AAAAAAAABDY/w5FIW1QtXWQ/s72-c/02102011253.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-7886714807157735486</id><published>2011-11-17T17:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T21:59:44.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really want to be able to say TGIF again. Fridays were once full of pure fun and enjoyment where you just let loose completely and forgot about all your troubles for once. Now it's a constant reminder of your troubles. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sighhhh... The stark contrast between life in Singapore and Thailand. The latter is so much better for both the mind and soul. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've also been feeling deprived of physical affection lately. At times I really just want someone whose shoulder I can lean on when I'm tired/feeling blue. It feels even better when you know they'll lean back on you. This mutual dependence is priceless. It makes you feel like you're actually worth something to someone for once and boy does it feel great to be able to speak your mind about how you feel, say things that you usually wouldn't say to anyone else. I miss being able to be completely honest about everything. It brought me such calamity and serenity. I'll always be grateful I had that friend. I still do have that same friend, but it's impossible to lean as and when anymore thanks to geography. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had so much going on for me in Thailand. Wish I could give something back y'know, for all that I got.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-7886714807157735486?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/7886714807157735486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=7886714807157735486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/7886714807157735486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/7886714807157735486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-really-want-to-be-able-to-say-tgif.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-5803143124664644446</id><published>2011-11-15T20:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T21:10:21.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have to write my SIP report today. Yes. The report on what I did for my internship in Thailand. Reading through the guidelines for the report, I feel like it's re-opening a half-healed wound, reminding me of how it was. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though it's been a month since my return, I still feel the same knife slicing through me every night. I think everyone's about come to terms with being back here except me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like I've let everyone down. My supervisor, my mentor, my colleagues, my friends, myself. It's silly to feel that way, yes. But I just can't help but feel cheated. And I wonder, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'What did I do to deserve this agonizing heartbreak?' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sure I've done plenty of bad bitchy things. I'd really like to know which ones brought these upon me though. I don't understand why it had to flood so badly right this year. Why can't it wait next year to happen? Why do I always have to be the unlucky bastard? The scapegoat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I should't repeat myself so much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to go back. Things won't ever be the same as before, but I still have to. Else I'll never be at peace with myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still miss everyone; Daniel, Sebastian, Korn, Karn, Xunhui, Liza, Zahirah, Annabel, Ridley, Fabian, Stephanie, Sabrina, Aileen, P' Eve, P' Mai, Reeya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-5803143124664644446?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/5803143124664644446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=5803143124664644446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/5803143124664644446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/5803143124664644446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-have-to-write-my-sip-report-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-7671683916137938212</id><published>2011-11-14T11:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T11:16:29.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just want to get out. Anywhere's better than here. Nothing good EVER happens in Singapore. This place is just too monotonous and unexciting. And on top of that, shit ALWAYS happens. SOMETHING or SOMEONE &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; has to screw things up for me. And sometimes &lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt; screw shit up for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so much more things to do out of here. So much more to experience. I'll list you the shit I tried in Thailand. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First opportunity I have, I promise I'm getting out of here for good and I'll never coming back for a long long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-7671683916137938212?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/7671683916137938212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=7671683916137938212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/7671683916137938212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/7671683916137938212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-just-want-to-get-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-8323664128052911393</id><published>2011-11-12T20:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T20:53:05.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay I totally changed my mind about not wanting anything but the cure to my longing. I found a really good drug. Youtube videos of Elizabeth Band on set at Hillary Bar. That bar is where party memories were made! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/3GHtabRdxdo" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Them performing Eenie Minie. They didn't perform this song when I was there but they sure did some amazing covers of Enrique Iglesias' Tonight and Eminem's Love The Way You Lie and loads of other songs. How wonderful and blissful life once was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's alright, I've still got it going in me. I can fight on. I'm not gonna die just like that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-8323664128052911393?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/8323664128052911393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=8323664128052911393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/8323664128052911393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/8323664128052911393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2011/11/okay-i-totally-changed-my-mind-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/3GHtabRdxdo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-638669637215822238</id><published>2011-11-12T20:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T20:24:04.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I need to get away. Away from here. Away from my family, away from this country and it's sick way of life. It's suffocating. I can't be trapped in this monotonous cycle of work and responsibility and expectation. Wish I could get to the cure for this pain right this instant. I don't want an anesthetic to numb this. I don't want gripping shows, movies, music or people to take my mind off it. I want to get out of Singapore. Travel round the world and party my spiteful hatred away with party people. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to see the beauty of this planet. Not just be trapped here in this place that's too small for it's own good. I have to get out or I'll die. I feel like I'm going to more often than not. I feel like I'm breaking inside, and I don't know how much further I can bend before I actually do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Getting pretty sick of saying how much I miss everything. Sigh, I just want to be away from my family so I can live life the way I want to. Be the person my heart desires to be so much. Just come and take me; sweep my away in one swift motion and swing me to where the party's at. I'm just too deep in despair to hope for anything in the future anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-638669637215822238?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/638669637215822238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=638669637215822238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/638669637215822238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/638669637215822238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-need-to-get-away.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-5935257638654780223</id><published>2011-11-11T23:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T00:18:03.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The yearning and longing need to stop messing with my head. Seriously. It gets quite annoying sometimes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I'm out around people or in public, the feelings often overwhelm me so much that I need to cry. So I wait till I reach home before I let it all out. But once I do get back, it all disappears and dies down and I feel so numb. The pain is gone, but not in a good way. The pain of longing and emptiness feels good. It keeps the fire burning in me. I want it there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gawd this is so doing my head in. When it's gone I feel too weird and that transcends into me acting like a shithead. Argh just stop okay. Let the sadness come when I'm at home and let me feel a little number outside so I won't have to hide the tears that I can't hold back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fuck this. I miss hanging out with Daniel. Chilling over beer, bitching over a meal, falling asleep on each other after a good night out and shit. Oh right, it's a motherfucking deadass boring fucked up Friday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FUCK. MY. LIFE. Because I should be out there living it and partying my stress away, re-charging myself for what's to be thrown at me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss you so much, Bangkok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3uKDRz1DJNY/Tr1JGIST8XI/AAAAAAAABDA/0bwSlWPvHGw/s1600/14102011371.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3uKDRz1DJNY/Tr1JGIST8XI/AAAAAAAABDA/0bwSlWPvHGw/s320/14102011371.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673771475209023858" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Chao Phraya River in Bangkok. As you can see its overflowing its banks a little. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o_0JCSVFUhY/Tr1JGcmEdPI/AAAAAAAABDM/kHJ_yHs16-Q/s320/09102011307.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673771480660604146" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Best. Pizza. Ever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay fuck, what's the name of this damn Italian restaurant again?! Shit I need to take note of restaurant names more diligently. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Awesome chilling session with Korn and Daniel &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: left; "&gt;at Pattaya &lt;/span&gt;about the previous night over this &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-5935257638654780223?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/5935257638654780223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=5935257638654780223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/5935257638654780223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/5935257638654780223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2011/11/yearning-and-longing-need-to-stop.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3uKDRz1DJNY/Tr1JGIST8XI/AAAAAAAABDA/0bwSlWPvHGw/s72-c/14102011371.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-3968000067927370405</id><published>2011-11-10T21:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T21:56:06.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want to run away. Honestly. Anytime feasible. Run away to somewhere I don't need to pretend I'm happy every fucking night. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so tired. SO drained, exhausted and sick in the stomach. I real tired of looking like a proper young lady. I wanna look like a skank and have some fun. I'm too fucking bored in this shithole of a country. I need some excitement in my life. But I also need people to share this fun and excitement with. And then that makes me miss my party gang/days back in Thailand so fucking much. Sigh. Life is one big fat fucking sigh isn't it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I probably ask for too much in life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-3968000067927370405?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/3968000067927370405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=3968000067927370405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/3968000067927370405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/3968000067927370405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-want-to-run-away.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-6155928032509204655</id><published>2011-11-10T20:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T20:28:15.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm in an extremely foul mood today and I just need everybody to fuck off. It would be really nice if you could all just do that. I want some peace and quiet for a night, thanks. It doesn't help that I'm at home in the same building as my family. Sometimes I wish there was a place where I could lock myself away from the world for a while till I feel like I can face everyone again. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd show y'all something from Thailand today but I just ain't got the energy to do that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I just need to retreat back to my episodes of Misfits. At least that takes me out of my misery and lets me look forward to something for the moment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-6155928032509204655?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/6155928032509204655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=6155928032509204655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/6155928032509204655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/6155928032509204655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-in-extremely-foul-mood-today-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-4890390102939716122</id><published>2011-11-09T22:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T23:07:56.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Revelation of the day:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The reason I miss Thailand and everyone there so motherfucking much. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss it because it was the one time in my life that I didn't need to put on a false pretense everyday. I felt like I could genuinely be myself for once in my life, show my true colours, let people into my life, allow them to see the real me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It felt beyond good; almost like I was invincible. Like nothing you said/did against me could get me down for long. Life was just happy. I was happy, and everyone around me was happy, and that made me happy. No one had a dangerous agenda of using you and then throwing you out. And I guess that's the beauty I could finally feel in life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ThTHUt0yWuM/TrqO8rZ-GoI/AAAAAAAABC0/FhUHAaod4Bo/s1600/P%2527%2BMai%2Band%2Bme.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ThTHUt0yWuM/TrqO8rZ-GoI/AAAAAAAABC0/FhUHAaod4Bo/s320/P%2527%2BMai%2Band%2Bme.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673003853721508482" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I thought I'd show you all my mentor, P' Mai today. Photo taken at the press conference at Siam City Hotel. She's one of the most patient, caring, bubbly persons I've met so far. Another person I'm really grateful to have as a superior is my ex-supervisor, P' Eve. She always took the time to explain the details behind every principle of each technique I was required to use in the lab. I miss having both of them around. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wish I had a photo of all my colleagues in the lab I used to work with. They were so easy going and approachable. It felt good to be working there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Though that's all gone now, I'll always be grateful that I had the chance to meet these wonderful people that made life so much better. I think Thailand made me a better person. It made me see that you don't have to feed off other people's misery to feel good. That there is still hope on this earth for a happier life, where people don't just use other people to get to places. That Singapore isn't as good as life gets. That one day I can truly be happy and free. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I hope that the flood situation eases soon. In the meantime, I send my prayers cuz I'm stuck in this hellhole. I really hope I can help out in some way to make life better for the people affected over there. I do hope I can give something substantial back to the place that let me live. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's not over yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-4890390102939716122?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/4890390102939716122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=4890390102939716122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/4890390102939716122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/4890390102939716122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2011/11/revelation-moment-of-day-reason-i-miss.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ThTHUt0yWuM/TrqO8rZ-GoI/AAAAAAAABC0/FhUHAaod4Bo/s72-c/P%2527%2BMai%2Band%2Bme.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-8895962350464404190</id><published>2011-11-08T20:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T20:53:03.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Fight for what you want. Cuz if you don't, you'll die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't be afraid, take the risk. Because the fear of failure will keep you trapped in this cycle of mundane routines and boundaries that you hate so much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bear in mind that you will always have to fight for what you want. Keep your eye on the prize, let the journey fuel you pride. Have faith, release your inhibitions and you will see better days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NldM2qQEeLQ/TrklZfhWToI/AAAAAAAABCo/ofoVlNrDmcQ/s1600/IMG_3275.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NldM2qQEeLQ/TrklZfhWToI/AAAAAAAABCo/ofoVlNrDmcQ/s320/IMG_3275.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672606325538180738" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dark clouds looming overhead the first Friday night I went to Bangkok for a great time. Photo taken from my room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Better days will come. I'm just trapped in a hurricane at the moment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-8895962350464404190?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/8895962350464404190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=8895962350464404190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/8895962350464404190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/8895962350464404190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2011/11/fight-for-what-you-want.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NldM2qQEeLQ/TrklZfhWToI/AAAAAAAABCo/ofoVlNrDmcQ/s72-c/IMG_3275.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-8460618312523243724</id><published>2011-11-07T20:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T21:39:19.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The songs that I always heard in Thailand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/jKsUMQF6tMg" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alexandra Stan's Mr Saxobeat. I heard this song countless times in so many clubs. The DJ would just keep on replaying this song, but it takes me back to the nights I felt alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/0q1UBc32RwE" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too Much So Much Very  Much by I don't know who :\&lt;br /&gt;This song is huge in Thailand. It's like the Thai equivalent of Just The Way You Are! I like this version so much more &amp;lt;3 Brings back so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Jx2yQejrrUE" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enrique Iglesias' Tonight (I'm Loving You)&lt;br /&gt;Had the time of my life rocking out to this with the live band on my first real night out at Nana! Was hi-fiving the lead and jumping and dancing and getting so pumped that night! And I only took 1 tequila shot, lol! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/vx2u5uUu3DE" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bon Jovi's It's My Life&lt;br /&gt;I remember hearing this song 4 times in one night. Once during Karaoke at Siam Paragon, once at a bar at Soi Cowboy, once at Hillary Bar and once blasting from somewhere on the streets of Nana after another great night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/eVTXPUF4Oz4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linkin Park's In The End&lt;br /&gt;I have no mofo idea how I managed to remember all the lyrics to this song after all this time when I was singing it with the live band at Hillary Bar. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I'm addicted to this feeling of longing. Cuz everytime I start to feel a little better, like I'm getting used to life back here again, I want the pain of missing life in Thailand. And everytime the pain does overwhelm me, I feel really good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know things won't be the same if I ever get to go back again. There won't be Daniel to get me drunk, laugh with me and bitch about shit with me again. There probably won't be Korn and Karn to hang out with anymore. Neither will there be Sebastian. Nor my OSIP gang, Xunhui, Zahirah, Liza, Annabel, Ridley and Fabian. &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/7038510037345051733-8460618312523243724?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/8460618312523243724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=8460618312523243724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/8460618312523243724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/8460618312523243724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2011/11/songs-that-i-always-heard-in-thailand.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/jKsUMQF6tMg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-3259877661039828674</id><published>2011-11-07T12:21:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T12:41:38.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today is Monday of another long, slow, mundane, almost lifeless week. An infinity more of such weeks await, but today the world should see more of my friends and what life used to be in Thailand. Not that the world reads this miserable page, but you get the what I mean. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BhU25iHbhR4/TrddbDo6tZI/AAAAAAAABCM/SGRdG4XBBVM/s320/Dinner%2Bat%2Bchiangrak%2Bon%2Bthe%2B1st%2Bfriday%2BI%2Bwas%2Bhere..jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672104975111206290" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dinner at a restaurant at Chaingrak on Friday of the 1st week. Unfortunately I didn't get the name of the restaurant. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Photo by Korn)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OkeN-bQ1tUE/Trddb28QvsI/AAAAAAAABCY/FLL-dOQfkMw/s320/First%2BFriday%2Bnight%2Bout%2521.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672104988882550466" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And then drinks after that! I remember feeling on top of the world that night, singing random songs with Liza on the way back. Haven't felt so good in such a long time. Ridley's missing cuz he's the photographer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hDxiri_VfSY/TrddaX2Z5YI/AAAAAAAABBo/pYSufOAvmXo/s320/Everyone%2Bat%2BPan%2BPan%2BPizza.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672104963356616066" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dinner at Pan Pan Pizza on Friday night of week 2 I was there &amp;lt;3 Sad thing was, I was having such a massive headache that night. Awesome thing was, it was gone right after dinner :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O0pjUGmP0aM/TrddatonGJI/AAAAAAAABB8/UyaKb32rnCI/s320/Us%2Bat%2BPhrom%2BPhong%2Bstation%2Botw%2Bto%2BNana%2Bfor%2Ba%2Bgreat%2Bnight%2521.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672104969204340882" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And then on the way to Hillary Bar at Nana for a great night! Apologies for dragging Zahirah along that night :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Photo taken by Karn at Phrom Phong BTS station)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDNhTwjwAiM/Trddakjn_HI/AAAAAAAABBw/a15D71qNEY8/s320/Zah%252C%2BDaniel%2Band%2BStephanie%2527s%2Bbday%2Bdinner%2Bat%2BChaingrak.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672104966767508594" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Celebratory bday dinner for Daniel, Zahirah and Stephanie at a nice cafe at Chiangrak! Didn't get the name of the cafe again &amp;gt;:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Photo by Reeya) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Compare these nights to those I have in Singapore and you'll see why I hate it here so much. Mind you, this is only a portion of the photos of the times I had so much fun. Thailand truly is, The Land Of Smiles. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I don't miss anyone or anything &lt;i&gt;any&lt;/i&gt; less. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-3259877661039828674?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/3259877661039828674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=3259877661039828674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/3259877661039828674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/3259877661039828674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2011/11/today-is-monday-of-another-long-slow.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BhU25iHbhR4/TrddbDo6tZI/AAAAAAAABCM/SGRdG4XBBVM/s72-c/Dinner%2Bat%2Bchiangrak%2Bon%2Bthe%2B1st%2Bfriday%2BI%2Bwas%2Bhere..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-2903689250134822203</id><published>2011-11-06T16:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T18:02:59.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think I just became a fan of Sir Winston Churchill. His quotes are highly motivational and endlessly inspiring (okay my vocabulary is failing me here. I'll replace those words with more specific terms should they come to my mind). If anyone could help me get through a time like this, I hope it'll be him. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a few quotes I like. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-onsAkd0Q6L8/TrZa8nZARsI/AAAAAAAABBc/PQtzp1NER90/s1600/Best%2Bquote%2Bever..jpg" style="background-color: rgb(243, 249, 255); " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-onsAkd0Q6L8/TrZa8nZARsI/AAAAAAAABBc/PQtzp1NER90/s320/Best%2Bquote%2Bever..jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671820778132227778" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 224px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;dt class="quote" style="margin-left: 50px; font-size: 17px; margin-right: 100px; color: rgb(69, 69, 69); font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(243, 249, 255); "&gt;&lt;a title="Click for further information about this quotation" href="http://www.quotationspage.com/quote/27333.html" style="color: rgb(69, 69, 69); text-decoration: none; "&gt;Never, never, never believe any war will be smooth and easy, or that anyone who embarks on the strange voyage can measure the tides and hurricanes he will encounter. The statesman who yields to war fever must realize that once the signal is given, he is no longer the master of policy but the slave of unforeseeable and uncontrollable events.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="author" style="font-size: 15px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 150px; color: rgb(69, 69, 69); font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(243, 249, 255); "&gt;&lt;div class="icons" style="float: right; padding-left: 10px; "&gt;&lt;a title="Further information about this quotation" href="http://www.quotationspage.com/quote/27333.html" style="color: navy; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quotationspage.com/icon_info.gif" width="16" height="16" alt="[info]" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Add to Your Quotations Page" href="http://www.quotationspage.com/myquotations.php?add=27333" style="color: navy; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quotationspage.com/icon_plus.gif" width="16" height="16" alt="[add]" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Email this quotation" href="http://www.quotationspage.com/quote/27333.html#email" style="color: navy; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quotationspage.com/icon_email.gif" width="16" height="16" alt="[mail]" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sir Winston Churchill&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many more to come, but I'll leave you with these. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-2903689250134822203?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/2903689250134822203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=2903689250134822203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/2903689250134822203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/2903689250134822203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2011/11/think-i-just-became-fan-of-sir-winston.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-onsAkd0Q6L8/TrZa8nZARsI/AAAAAAAABBc/PQtzp1NER90/s72-c/Best%2Bquote%2Bever..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-2327798287411745529</id><published>2011-11-06T14:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T15:32:01.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Some days I just feel like that. Like things will never get better. Like I'll be trapped in this country of negativity, full of people who live to find fault in others. But who am I to give critique when I have such a negative mindset myself right? Well, truth is,  I'm too sick and tired to try to  make a difference anymore. The amount of energy I have to spend, just &lt;i style="text-align: left; "&gt;trying&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: left; "&gt; to ignore this negativity is too exhausting. And I don't feel like this is worth my energy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't you feel that everything around you is just so negative? Like the things reported on the news (death, accidents, disasters, self-mutilation, bankruptcy, debt crises etc.). People's attitudes (when they get worked up over the most trivial matters). Even the street signs (No waiting, no stopping, dead end, offenders will be fined and/or jailed etc.). It's just too much of a weight for me to handle anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I'm going to make it a point to post at least one picture in every entry to ease the stress a little. It'll pretty much make my page more colourful too won't it ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o6eUrd3_oq4/TrY0QA0pVUI/AAAAAAAABBQ/T_oqP8UO6EQ/s1600/SSH%252C%2Bwhere%2Bhome%2Bshould%2Bbe..jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o6eUrd3_oq4/TrY0QA0pVUI/AAAAAAAABBQ/T_oqP8UO6EQ/s320/SSH%252C%2Bwhere%2Bhome%2Bshould%2Bbe..jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671778230423082306" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sirindhorn, where I used to stay in Thailand. Where I'd gaze out of the balcony on sunny weekends and smile at how great life felt. Those were the days :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fear not cuz I'll find you again. And when I do, I'll never let go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Melodramatic much?*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-2327798287411745529?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/2327798287411745529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=2327798287411745529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/2327798287411745529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/2327798287411745529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2011/11/some-days-i-just-feel-like-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o6eUrd3_oq4/TrY0QA0pVUI/AAAAAAAABBQ/T_oqP8UO6EQ/s72-c/SSH%252C%2Bwhere%2Bhome%2Bshould%2Bbe..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-8026835316884432834</id><published>2011-11-04T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T23:08:26.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This feeling's setting in again. It still eats me up inside everytime. The roots of it digging into my skin. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But when it doesn't I don't feel right. Yes, I still miss Thailand so badly. I know I can't go back anytime soon, but I still miss it. Trying not to miss it will only make me miss it more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sick of fighting to party. I wanna get the fuck out of Singa-shithole-pore for good. Go somewhere I can rid myself of all the negativity. Live my life the way I want it and not the way my bloody parents think I should cuz it's 'good for me'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll leave this as it is for now. If not I'll just mope and mope and mope on and on and on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here it goes one last time: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I HATE LIFE IN SINGAPORE. HATE HOW FUCKING BORING THIS SHITTY COUNTRY IS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TO  MY PARENTS, SINCE YOU'RE NOT PEOPLE I CAN REASON WITH, I'M GONNA EXPLODE BIG TIME IN FRONT OF YOU ONE FINE DAY. JUST CONTINUE TO TREAT ME LIKE I'M 3 YEARS YOUNGER THAN MY AGE AND I'LL REACH THAT STAGE EVENTUALLY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-8026835316884432834?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/8026835316884432834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=8026835316884432834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/8026835316884432834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/8026835316884432834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2011/11/this-feelings-setting-in-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-1763936827630070091</id><published>2011-11-04T20:25:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T21:35:00.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These photos don't just deserve to be on Facebook. The world needs to see the people I owe nights out to in Thailand. This one goes out to all of you, Daniel, Korn, Karn and Sebastian!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0FFj5ZGvo8k/TrPdhM979DI/AAAAAAAAA_s/HQpQbm5Kil0/s320/08102011272.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671119918276015154" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Korn and me on Khao San Road&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0FFj5ZGvo8k/TrPdhM979DI/AAAAAAAAA_s/HQpQbm5Kil0/s1600/08102011272.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9AckZ2WT4Lk/TrPdi8D9sPI/AAAAAAAABAE/UC7SpGjjjEg/s320/08102011281.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671119948097630450" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Sebastian and Korn with the Heineken tower &amp;lt;3 Miss having my beer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hesmL7qTcrc/TrPdhs1TcEI/AAAAAAAAA_4/eJexLIV-Ypc/s320/08102011280.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671119926829740098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;Daniel and Korn with the Heineken tower again. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0FFj5ZGvo8k/TrPdhM979DI/AAAAAAAAA_s/HQpQbm5Kil0/s1600/08102011272.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0FFj5ZGvo8k/TrPdhM979DI/AAAAAAAAA_s/HQpQbm5Kil0/s1600/08102011272.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DsIdzbHrew0/TrPdj62VPBI/AAAAAAAABAQ/zIW7puRFByA/s320/08102011294.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671119964951886866" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;Sebastian and Daniel on the balcony outside our hotel in Pattaya. Thank you guys for persuading me to join y'all for that trip! I had such a great time :)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5Xh9i8g-Mbk/TrPdldZBxgI/AAAAAAAABAY/YMOxzqNamUc/s320/09102011322.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671119991404086786" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Korn at Saxaphone pub. Went there for dinner after coming back from Pattaya. Best pub I've been to yet! Great live band, awesome food, real cozy atmosphere, loved it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GkGhRzKTqRQ/TrPimb3DYwI/AAAAAAAABA4/qInC6DGRBC8/s1600/Karn.jpg" style="text-align: left; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GkGhRzKTqRQ/TrPimb3DYwI/AAAAAAAABA4/qInC6DGRBC8/s320/Karn.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671125505731158786" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This pic is stolen from Daniel on facebook cuz I realized I don't have a pic of/with Karn! Those shades are trademark Karn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vDVwAemQkT0/TrPjH-iwTNI/AAAAAAAABBE/qLgAVj2bqPI/s1600/20102011400.jpg" style="text-align: left; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vDVwAemQkT0/TrPjH-iwTNI/AAAAAAAABBE/qLgAVj2bqPI/s320/20102011400.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671126081976945874" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Daniel and me at Golf Bar on Khao San Road. I miss my Chang beer :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Life has a way of fucking things up when you're happy. But there's no point wishing to go back in time cuz that's never going to happen. I hope we can all party together again in future. I'm really glad I met you guys. Thanks for making Thailand so unforgettable :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-1763936827630070091?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/1763936827630070091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=1763936827630070091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/1763936827630070091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/1763936827630070091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2011/11/these-photos-dont-just-deserve-to-be-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0FFj5ZGvo8k/TrPdhM979DI/AAAAAAAAA_s/HQpQbm5Kil0/s72-c/08102011272.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-8197062101909076558</id><published>2011-11-01T20:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T22:34:11.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ny-xpkSoVgk/Tq_7uhrmOdI/AAAAAAAAA_g/C_oRqkgkr2g/s1600/IMG_3184.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ny-xpkSoVgk/Tq_7uhrmOdI/AAAAAAAAA_g/C_oRqkgkr2g/s320/IMG_3184.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670027232616528338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tonight I don't miss my nightlife. Instead, I miss my dorm. At Sirindhorn Science Home (SSH). And I miss every other part of my life in Thailand. It was so simple and straightforward. No shitty drama and stress to complicate it and fuck things up unlike in Singapore. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss my room, D505. My table, the hard not-very-comfy bed, that crappy blanket that doesn't keep me warm at night. I so bloody fucking miss reaching the lobby at 5am in the morning on fridays/saturdays  after a really good night out and going '&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Ahhh, home sweet home &amp;lt;3 Can't wait to crash on my bed&lt;/span&gt;'. Miss coming home smelling like frickin cigarettes &amp;lt;33333 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miss sharing a room with Annabel (mind you, she was such a great room mate); going over next door to D507 for whatever reason where there was 'mom' Zahirah,  'auntie' Xunhui and 'maid' Liza (&amp;lt;3). Miss walking to work with Ridley and those lame 'deals' we made, miss Fabian's quirks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss hanging out and chillaxing with Daniel so fucking much. So fucking miss how he bitches about that one person 24/7. Miss getting drunk with him. (Some Brit culture there for ya ;))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miss Stephanie being Stephanie. Lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miss Aileen and Sabrina. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miss talking to Karn and Korn, chilling with them at bars on weekends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sebastian and his unique personality. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I envy Reeya cuz she's still in Thailand. I wish so much that I was. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I envy Kavita, Keri, Linh, Boney and Sebastian because they got to complete their entire internships. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss the van driver that takes us to Biotec in the morning. I miss the security guards at SSH and in front of NSTDA. The receptionists (except the one with braces), the vans that take you to places, cheap as fuck cab fares and the trains that will always be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss everyone from Biotec. They always made me feel so welcomed and I never ever ever felt like I was sick of everybody. Not once. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss the daily routines that never felt like routines. I always looked forward to them. Or at least I never had to drag my ass through the motions of them. Waking up at 7.30am Thai time, brushing my teeth, eating that bread I always bought from 7-11, drinking my instant 3 in 1 coffee. Then getting changed for work. Miss laundry day on Sunday. Going to Bangkok city on Saturdays. Staying out so fucking late on weekends. I always felt good in almost any outfit I wore there. There was no such thing as judging someone's outfit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss getting dinner across the road from SSH. The restaurant with colourful chairs. Miss doing my laundry. Miss going to 7-11 at Thammasat, be it by foot or on a bicycle. Fucking miss the coffee at Nectec, Hom Krum Coffee. So fucking miss the Tuesday market. Miss bumping into someone after lunch and then extending my lunchbreak to 1.5 or 2 hours. I once extended it to 3 hours ;). No one uttered a word of disapproval when I got back to my lab. If I were to do that in &lt;i&gt;Singapore&lt;/i&gt;.........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, if you're still reading my blog, the posts are going to be like this for a while. I'm still really depressed about cutting my internship in Thailand short because of the flood. I subconsciously built my new life there. Thought I'd finally get to live my life the way I want to for 5 months, but now? Sigh.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why did this have to happen. Why. Why am I so fucking unlucky? Why does life always have to fuck me up when I'm happy. Why can't I just enjoy myself for fucking once in my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so bloody happy and grateful to Daniel, Korn and Sebastian for convincing me to go to Pattaya with them. The stuff I got to see there. WOW. I'll never get it anywhere else. Walking Street, ahahahaha, memories! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And not to forget, climbing up to the rooftop of SSH with everyone and jumping into the pool with my clothes on with Daniel and Zahirah! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The way I miss Thailand sometimes, is way too complicated to explain. Sometimes it's bittersweet, sometimes it's bitter. But all in all, I really really really really really really really miss everything about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-8197062101909076558?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/8197062101909076558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=8197062101909076558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/8197062101909076558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/8197062101909076558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2011/11/tonight-i-dont-miss-my-nightlife.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ny-xpkSoVgk/Tq_7uhrmOdI/AAAAAAAAA_g/C_oRqkgkr2g/s72-c/IMG_3184.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-3770776477014478217</id><published>2011-10-31T22:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T22:41:40.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It doesn't get any easier. If I could be anywhere in the world right now, I choose Khao San Road. With my party gang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's always okay during daytime. The emptiness and loneliness only starts when night falls, no matter where I am. And it really really really hurts. I just want to live my life again; Have something to look forward to at the end of every week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8h5z8SMSElc/Tq6sn9IX5HI/AAAAAAAAA_U/dvXTauKXaJI/s320/khao-San-Road.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669658783330591858" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Khao San Road :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How did I manage to get so emotionally attached to Thailand? Never saw this coming at all, never gave it one thought. I thought I'd have the 5 months to really finally live life the way I wanted to, but it was cut short just like that by the floods. Ultimately I miss having something to look forward to everyday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If home is where your heart is, mine's no longer in Singapore. I miss home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-3770776477014478217?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/3770776477014478217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=3770776477014478217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/3770776477014478217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/3770776477014478217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2011/10/it-doesnt-get-any-easier.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8h5z8SMSElc/Tq6sn9IX5HI/AAAAAAAAA_U/dvXTauKXaJI/s72-c/khao-San-Road.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-2169840509897514225</id><published>2011-10-30T19:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T21:12:30.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm really glad blogger still exists. It's perfect sometimes, especially when you have to rant about matters of the heart that you don't want to dump on other people. Hey, no one will appreciate you going onto twitter or facebook 24/7, posting shit about feeling depressed, trapped, lonely, sad and hitting rock bottom right? Since Blogger's pretty much dead right now, it's more or less perfect :) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've gotta say, I don't feel great. Haven't been feeling great and probably won't feel great for a long time. Still suffering from that Thailand withdrawal. Yeah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In short, Singapore isn't my cup of tea. I haven't been liking it here for a long time now. I just didn't notice my distaste for 'home' until I went to Thailand for my internship. I was so brainwashed by all the propaganda around me saying what a 'great' place Singapore was so I guess I just believed that life isn't gonna get any better than this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HOW WRONG I WAS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would rather be in Thailand, despite the floods, worrying my ass off about my health because clean drinking water is out and food supplies are gone than be here, trying so hard to just &lt;i&gt;get through&lt;/i&gt; everyday life. It's a chore. A really mundane, taxing, draining chore. Yeah sure, you'd be thinking that I don't know how lucky I am to be safe. But no. I'd rather be in a crappy place with something to look forward to rather than be a 'perfect' place with nothing to look forward to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life stops when you have nothing to look forward to. Think about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have nothing to look forward to in Singapore, but always something to in Thailand, be it travelling, going out to explore/shop, a social nightlife or simply just going to do my laundry across the street. I miss my life back there. I really really really really do. I miss everyone, everything. Things aren't getting any easier. I shouldn't expect it to. It's Singapore afterall. Times just get shittier, things just get more difficult for everyone. For whatever reason, I honestly don't get. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd give anything to go back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-2169840509897514225?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/2169840509897514225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=2169840509897514225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/2169840509897514225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/2169840509897514225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2011/10/im-really-glad-blogger-still-exists.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-7680530528258622261</id><published>2011-08-10T22:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T23:20:20.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really wonder if my parents have ever lived their life between 18 to, maybe say 24? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Firstly, they refuse to let me go clubbing. Secondly, they refuse to let me stay out late. Thirdly, they are against the idea of me going drinking. Fourthly, even telling them I'm going to Clarke Quay makes them shoot disapproving stares at me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mother and Father, I am 18, eighteen, EE-AI-GEE-AGE-TEE-EE-EE-EN. I think that I should be living the life of an 18 year old. I'll be nineteen in less than two days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What am I going to be if I'm still living life like I'm 16 or 17? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you never let loose and enjoyed life for once in your lives? Did you not go out partying when you were my age? Did you live 3 years younger than what you were? Did you not want to live the life of how someone your age would? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Partying in moderation is not a bad thing. Partying in excess is. I implore you to come to your senses. I just want to have fun and let loose once in a while. Is that really too much to ask from y'all? I want to be honest with you, I honestly, sincerely do. I don't enjoy lying my ass off to you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But you won't let me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sure you're worried about my safety and all. But I'm 18 now for God's sake. I really need you to stop treating me like I'm below 16 years of age. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Worst part is, you're not approachable people whom I can reason and speak my mind with. No, you're not, and you never will be. See now that's your mistake. Cuz I can't keep holding myself back to just please you. I need to do something for myself for once in my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have nothing more to add. I can't wait for they day when you will completely stop giving a fuck about me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't wait for the day when you will stop giving a fuck where I go;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stop giving a fuck what time I'm home;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And stop giving a fuck about what I do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stop giving a frickin fuck about me. Acknowledge my existence. But stop giving a fuck like I'm a kid. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you're gonna lecture me about how I should be appreciative of my parents' concern, save it. It's not gonna change my mind. I know what I want. And what I want is always final. Always has been, always will be. I appreciate my parents for providing me with food, shelter, education and affection. But they fail to see how important freedom is. Freedom to experience life like someone my age should. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-7680530528258622261?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/7680530528258622261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=7680530528258622261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/7680530528258622261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/7680530528258622261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-really-wonder-if-my-parents-have-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-5438869213831804027</id><published>2011-07-28T21:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T21:55:51.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes, you gotta be bad and live a little &amp;gt;:) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes I did wear my bodycon and stockings for a little attention today, *winkwink*, but that other part was a little more than I bargained for. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But well, you only live once. And this is probably gonna be the only time I'll ever get to do it; so I'm absolutely pleased with the outcome. Good to get some male attention once in a while. Especially when its from a slightly 'illegal' source ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My basic instincts tell me to be creeped out but I kinda like it a little. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahh, there I go again, always feeling two things at once... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks all who outrightly said I looked sexy today! I really appreciate your compliments! It feels really really amazing to know that you look good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Step 1 to seeking new thrills. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;gt;;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-5438869213831804027?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/5438869213831804027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=5438869213831804027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/5438869213831804027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/5438869213831804027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2011/07/sometimes-you-gotta-be-bad-and-live.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-7664683877621619302</id><published>2011-07-14T18:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T20:04:41.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I HATE THE EMOTIONAL SIDE OF ME. I REALLY REALLY REALLY REEEAAALLLLYYYY HATE IT WITH ALL MY HEART. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;WHY IS IT THAT MY EMOTIONS ARE ABLE TO TAKE OVER ME SO DAMN EASILY. WHY DO I NOT HAVE ANY CONTROL OVER THEM. HOW ARE THEY FREAKING ABLE TO CONTROL ME INSTEAD? WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS. WHY IS IT THAT I'M BORN SUCH A WEAK PERSON. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;AND I REALLY REALLY FUCKING HATE TO ADMIT THAT I AM NOT EMOTIONALLY STRONG. IT MAKES ME LOOK WEAK. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;NO WAIT. I AM WEAK. WHY THE FUCK AM I SO GODDAMN WEAK? WHY AM I SO EMOTIONAL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;SURE I PRETEND TO BE REALLY STRONG ON THE OUTSIDE TO HIDE MY WEAKNESS. BUT WHEN I CANNOT PRETEND ANYMORE ALL THAT HARD PRETENSE WORK JUST GOES TO WASTE AND EVERYBODY WILL SEE THAT I AM SUCH A FUCKING WEAKLING. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;GUESS I HATE IT BECAUSE IT MAKES ME REALLY VULNERABLE AND I'M SCARED THAT PEOPLE WILL EXPLOIT ME FROM THAT. TRUTH IS, YES, I GUESS I'M A REALLY EMOTIONAL PERSON AND I JUST FOUND OUT. OR MAYBE I JUST LIED TO MYSELF ALL THIS WHILE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I WISH THERE WAS SURGERY TO CHANGE THIS EMOTIONAL SIDE OF ME LIKE THERE'S PLASTIC SURGERY TO CHANGE APPEARANCES. DAMN I HATE MYSELF SOMETIMES. I HATE MYSELF SO MUCH FOR SHOWING OTHERS THE VULNERABLE SIDE OF ME. I HATE THAT I'M NOT STRONG ENOUGH TO FIGHT MY EMOTIONS. &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/7038510037345051733-7664683877621619302?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/7664683877621619302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=7664683877621619302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/7664683877621619302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/7664683877621619302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-hate-emotional-side-of-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-4713621169746685264</id><published>2011-06-14T22:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T22:11:50.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SHIT ME. I'M SO FRUSTRATED THAT EVEN SWEARING DOESN'T HELP EASE MY FRUSTRATION RIGHT NOW. &lt;div&gt;UGH I NEED A NEW SWEAR WORD THAT'S EVEN WORSE THAN 'FUCK'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-4713621169746685264?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/4713621169746685264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=4713621169746685264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/4713621169746685264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/4713621169746685264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2011/06/shit-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-6660222636465468911</id><published>2011-06-14T21:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T22:05:30.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IF THE FUCKING UNIVERSE IS AGAINST ME CLUBBING,  &lt;div&gt;FUCK YOU. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IF I WANT TO DO IT, I WILL DO IT. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU TO STOP ME. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;KISS MY ASS AND SUCK COCKS IN HELL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-6660222636465468911?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/6660222636465468911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=6660222636465468911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/6660222636465468911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/6660222636465468911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2011/06/if-fucking-universe-is-against-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-7885002191049755625</id><published>2011-05-22T23:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T23:49:39.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I need to stop fucking up. Honestly. Count the damn number of times I've fucked up since I was born.&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck is wrong with me?!?!?! Why do I always fuck up every darn thing I do?! Can't I succeed for once?! Or rather, can't I not fucking fuck shit up anymore? I sick of fuck ups making me look incapable, selfish and unconcerned. Especially when it involves group work. If I fuck up alone, I damn myself. But if I work with people, I fuck things up for them when they don't deserve that shit.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck me. Cuz I fucking suck shit. Omg I so fucking hate myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-7885002191049755625?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/7885002191049755625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=7885002191049755625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/7885002191049755625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/7885002191049755625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-need-to-stop-fucking-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-1256060634120509760</id><published>2011-03-08T23:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T23:51:57.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Right, how long has it been since I really blogged? I don't even remember.&lt;br /&gt;Meh, whatever. I feel like shit now and twitter ain't really the right place to bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hate the holidays. Its boredom OVER-FUCKING-LOADED if you don't have a job. I don't care what you other people think, whether you love it or what, but I personally, &lt;strong&gt;MOTHERFUCKING HATE IT. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to get a job this holiday. But guess what? My asshole dad wouldn't let me work.&lt;br /&gt;I did work over the weekend however. (*&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IN YOUR FREAKING FACE, ASSWIPE&lt;/span&gt;*)&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I enjoyed my job a hell lot and I absolutely wish they'd have more events soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I had to turn down a job offer cuz the duration was too long (2weeks. I can't lie to my parents and say that I'm just going out, can I. DAMMIT. YOU KNOW HOW BADLY THAT HURT. TO TURN DOWN A MFUCKIN JOB OFFER WHEN I NEED SOMETHING TO DO SO DAMN BADLY, AND NOT TO MENTION THE EXTRA CASH I WOULD HAVE FOR SHOPPING?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES. IT M O T H E R F U C K I N G  S U C K S  B A L L S.&lt;br /&gt;It's walking away from a given opportunity. FUCK. JUST FUCK. JUST F U C K.&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY REALLY REALLY RRRRREEEEEAAAAAALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLYYYYYY HATE BEING BORED. YES, TRUST ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I WOULD RATHER &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;BE IN ACUTE &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;AGONY THAN IN &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ACUTE BOREDOM. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck my life man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-1256060634120509760?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/1256060634120509760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=1256060634120509760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/1256060634120509760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/1256060634120509760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2011/03/right-how-long-has-it-been-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-816152745887033755</id><published>2010-11-03T21:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T21:13:54.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You're the best damn thing that my eyes have ever seen ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-816152745887033755?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/816152745887033755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=816152745887033755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/816152745887033755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/816152745887033755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2010/11/youre-best-damn-thing-that-my-eyes-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-5461312046886255140</id><published>2010-07-14T18:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T18:12:57.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The secret of not letting Know It All Bitch get to you is to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;get caffeine in your blood!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ALWAYS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; drink coffee before &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; particular practical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. She was still being a know it all but it wasn't so bad today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-5461312046886255140?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/5461312046886255140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=5461312046886255140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/5461312046886255140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/5461312046886255140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2010/07/secret-of-not-letting-know-it-all-bitch.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-8894496483238341763</id><published>2010-07-11T14:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T14:44:42.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If Know It All Bitch pisses me off one more time, you will be seeing a blog post specially and sincerely dedicated to her &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;awesomeness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-8894496483238341763?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/8894496483238341763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=8894496483238341763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/8894496483238341763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/8894496483238341763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2010/07/if-know-it-all-bitch-pisses-me-off-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-8946575997437298177</id><published>2010-07-06T22:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T22:42:18.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ess, Pee, Oh, Oh, Eff!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-8946575997437298177?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/8946575997437298177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=8946575997437298177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/8946575997437298177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/8946575997437298177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2010/07/ess-pee-oh-oh-eff-omgomgomgomgomgomgomg.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-6083924160333442907</id><published>2010-05-30T15:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T16:00:49.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shinedown - If You Only Knew; ROCKS OMG I CAN'T FREAKING STOP LISTENING TO IT!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-6083924160333442907?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/6083924160333442907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=6083924160333442907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/6083924160333442907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/6083924160333442907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2010/05/shinedown-if-you-only-knew-rocks-omg-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-7515855992012336798</id><published>2010-05-14T17:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T17:11:43.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I CANNOT FREAKING STAND IT WHEN I'M HANGING OUT WITH SOMEONE (either alone or with a group of friends) AND THEN SOMEONE JUST HAPPILY COMES ALONG AND PULLS MY FRIEND AWAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIKE FUCK YOU! YOU CAN HANG OUT WITH HER WHEN SHE'S NOT HANGING OUT WITH ME/US.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STOP BARGING IN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU WANT TO HANG OUT WITH HER WHEN SHE'S WITH ME/US, I'D PREFER IT IF YOU JOIN ALL OF US. IF NOT, WAIT THE FUCK TILL I'M/WE'RE NOT HANGING OUT TOGETHER, THANK YOU VERY MUCH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-7515855992012336798?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/7515855992012336798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=7515855992012336798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/7515855992012336798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/7515855992012336798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-cannot-freaking-stand-it-when-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-1777969858460570561</id><published>2010-05-09T21:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T22:14:00.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After twitter and all, I still like my blog. A lot. But I'm just too lazy to update cuz it's so much easier on twitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah, like there's still an existing community of people reading my blog out there. Was there even much of one to start with anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Mother's Day, Mum!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-1777969858460570561?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/1777969858460570561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=1777969858460570561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/1777969858460570561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/1777969858460570561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2010/05/after-twitter-and-all-i-still-like-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-1027829588774343074</id><published>2010-04-16T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T15:38:51.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If you think I'm going to update anytime soon; FAT HOPE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-1027829588774343074?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/1027829588774343074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=1027829588774343074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/1027829588774343074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/1027829588774343074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2010/04/if-you-think-im-going-to-update-anytime.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-938741056130088305</id><published>2010-03-24T11:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T11:56:08.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, little update for the pathetic amount of people who still read my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infatuated with Adam Lambert.&lt;br /&gt;Can't get enough of &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/RayWilliamJohnson"&gt;Equals Three&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Still crazy about My Chemical Romance and Green Day. (What's new?)&lt;br /&gt;Shane Dawson is still hot. In fact I dreamt of him ;)&lt;br /&gt;Pending obssession with Bon Jovi. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;LOOOOOOOOOOVE&lt;/span&gt; It's My Life!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The songs on radio absolutely need an overhaul.&lt;br /&gt;Justin Beiber needs to stop being a bloody trending topic on twitter.&lt;br /&gt;I need to download Bon Jovi songs.&lt;br /&gt;And follow me on &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/mushroomism"&gt;twitter&lt;/a&gt; since I am not alive here anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah. I'm only blogging to vent my anger in future, so you won'e be seeing mundane posts anymore, unless it's a special occassion. (Like concerts or something)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;See you when I get pissed off.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-938741056130088305?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/938741056130088305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=938741056130088305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/938741056130088305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/938741056130088305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2010/03/okay-little-update-for-pathetic-amount.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-2669634875091974796</id><published>2010-02-19T16:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T16:14:41.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear radio stations,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please play a Green Day song other than 21 Guns. It fails to make me hyperventilate anymore as you play it too often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May I also suggest that you play My Chemical Romance songs as they never fail to make me overhyperventilate no matter how many times I listen to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;MCR and Green Day fan - Rachel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-2669634875091974796?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/2669634875091974796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=2669634875091974796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/2669634875091974796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/2669634875091974796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2010/02/dear-radio-stations-please-play-green.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-1071464505118965644</id><published>2010-02-02T23:47:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T00:13:31.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I will never ever get some people.&lt;br /&gt;For one, KOREAN FANATICS. *bleagh!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fans:&lt;br /&gt;Meet idol, scream like spastic mental patients, says something to express &lt;em&gt;"love"&lt;/em&gt; to idol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idol:&lt;br /&gt;Only gives a vague nod in reply.&lt;br /&gt;Others were a little rude to fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fans:&lt;br /&gt;Still support idols &lt;em&gt;"unconditionally"&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, hardcore western supporter:&lt;br /&gt;Thats what you get for liking &lt;em&gt;Koreans&lt;/em&gt;. *rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;Have some dignity, pride and self-respect please?&lt;br /&gt;Not saying all westerners are nice but at least I don't idolize those cocky ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*rocks out to My Chemical Romance and Green Day* \m/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-1071464505118965644?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/1071464505118965644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=1071464505118965644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/1071464505118965644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/1071464505118965644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-will-never-ever-get-some-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-2068757706666609701</id><published>2010-01-30T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T00:18:26.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Lt0WP9ZBNiY&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Lt0WP9ZBNiY&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-2068757706666609701?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/2068757706666609701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=2068757706666609701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/2068757706666609701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/2068757706666609701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-7381180478260322614</id><published>2010-01-18T20:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T18:49:21.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://star-ecentral.com/news/story.asp?file=/2010/1/18/music/5481959&amp;amp;sec=music"&gt;GREEN DAY CONCERT REVIEW!!!!!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG I AM SOOO SUFFERING FROM POST CONCERT INFATUATION RIGHT NOW. MY MIND IS REVOLVING AROUND GREEN DAY AND BILLIE JOE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-7381180478260322614?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/7381180478260322614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=7381180478260322614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/7381180478260322614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/7381180478260322614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2010/01/green-day-concert-review-omg-i-am-sooo.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-3267321126162149630</id><published>2010-01-15T17:53:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T18:44:59.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GREEN DAY LIVE IN SINGAPORE 14 JAN 2010!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GREEN DAY LIVE IN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SINGAPORE 14 JAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;SECOND BEST NIGHT OF MY ENTIRE BITCHING LIFE!!!!!!!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOOOOOOOOOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOST MY VOICE, MADE MY THROAT HURT BIG TIME , BRUISED MYSELF, INDUCED SEVERE MUSCLE ACHES, GOT PUSHED AND SQUEEZED BY ASSHOLES FROM 1ST ROW BACK TO 3RD ROW AND SCREAMED MY FREAKIN' LUNGS OUT FOR 2 AND A HALF HOURS STRAIGHT BUT IT WAS SOOOO MOTHERFUCKING WORTH EVERY SINGLE BIT OF THE DOWN SIDES I TELL YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HAD A TOTAL GREEN-DAY-GASM, WOKE UP MULTIPLE TIMES IN THE NIGHT THINKING I WAS STILL AT THE CONCERT (EVEN WHOOPED ONCE IN MY SLEEP TO BE HONEST!) AND &lt;strong&gt;BILLIE JOE ARMSTRONG IS THE COMPLETE ABSOLUTE TRUE DEFINITION OF DILF&lt;/strong&gt; ((;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WANNA KNOW THE HIGHLIGHTS? BRACE YOURSELF FOR THE SHIT, BABAES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. MIKE, THE BASSIST OF GREEN DAY, NOTICED ME! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;YES ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, OUT OF MILLIONS OF OTHER PEOPLE IN THE CROWD!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;LONG STORY SHORT: EVERYONE WAS FOCUSING ON BILLIE AT THAT TIME SO I DECIDED TO WAVE AT MIKE INSTEAD OF STARE AT BILLIE!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OMGOMGOMGOMGOMG I'M STARTING TO OVERHYPERVENTILATED RIGHT NOW!!!!! OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG!!!!! SO HE FREAKING POINTED BACK AT ME!!!!!!! GGGAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!! OMGOMGOMGOMGOM COULD I EVEN ASK FOR MORE!!!!!!!!!!! GREEN DAY ARE HEAVEN SENT ANGELS ZOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG!!!!!!!!!! THANK YOU, WITH ALL MY FUCKING HEART, FOR 14 JAN 2010!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. BILLIE &lt;strong&gt;MOONED &lt;/strong&gt;EVERYONE! OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH THAT ASS!!!!!!! OHMYFREAKINGAWD!!!!!! &lt;strong&gt;IT DEFINES&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;CUTE!!! &lt;/strong&gt;HE ALSO TEASED THE CROWD A LITTLE BY ALMOST UNZIPPING ;)))))))))))) THEN HE WENT "NAUGHTY NAUGHTY! SHAME ON YOU!" *overhyperventilate*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. THEY GAVE A FUCKING KICKASS SHOW NEED A EVEN SAY MORE????!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. PRIMA DONNA (opening band) = A BAND FULL OF HOTASS GUYS AND THE DRUMMER FREAKING LOOKS A HELL LOT LIKE SWIFTKARATECHOP!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;PICTURES!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426946999340359826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1Bjiu6N4JI/AAAAAAAAA88/rawVimV1g5I/s400/SANY0111.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TRE COOL!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426946994234067458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1Bjib4yCgI/AAAAAAAAA80/cvjYZwrHoxs/s400/SANY0116.JPG" /&gt;FINALLY GOT ALL 3 OF THEM TOGETHER IN ONE SHOT ((((((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1Bjh9awMRI/AAAAAAAAA8s/A6vq82lqLUk/s1600-h/SANY0108.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426946986055053586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1Bjh9awMRI/AAAAAAAAA8s/A6vq82lqLUk/s400/SANY0108.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BILLIE!!!!!!!!! THE CONFETTIE WAS BEAUTIFUL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1BjhZcwdWI/AAAAAAAAA8k/L93vv0lwdzw/s1600-h/SANY0100.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426946976399783266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1BjhZcwdWI/AAAAAAAAA8k/L93vv0lwdzw/s400/SANY0100.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MIKE!!!!!!!! AHHHHH YOU FUCKING AWESOME ROCKING BASSIST!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1Bjg7N4u7I/AAAAAAAAA8c/DzjBzGXM2Sg/s1600-h/SANY0061.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426946968284347314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1Bjg7N4u7I/AAAAAAAAA8c/DzjBzGXM2Sg/s400/SANY0061.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DILF! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;More photos on &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=140444&amp;amp;id=610783736&amp;amp;l=a624792ac0"&gt;facebook&lt;/a&gt; :DDDD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-3267321126162149630?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/3267321126162149630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=3267321126162149630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/3267321126162149630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/3267321126162149630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2010/01/green-day-live-in-singapore-14-jan-2010.html' title='GREEN DAY LIVE IN SINGAPORE 14 JAN 2010!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1Bjiu6N4JI/AAAAAAAAA88/rawVimV1g5I/s72-c/SANY0111.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-3499398633819086069</id><published>2010-01-14T08:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T09:01:22.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WELCOME TO SINGAPORE,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GREEN DAY!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-3499398633819086069?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/3499398633819086069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=3499398633819086069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/3499398633819086069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/3499398633819086069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2010/01/welcome-to-singapore-green-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-4963431025836068359</id><published>2010-01-10T12:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T12:39:55.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm on twitter!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link in the sidebar. Won't be blogging till after Green Day concert cuz I currently have nothing to blog about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-4963431025836068359?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/4963431025836068359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=4963431025836068359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/4963431025836068359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/4963431025836068359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-on-twitter-link-in-sidebar.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-158457115804540712</id><published>2009-12-23T11:19:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T12:02:54.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PEOPLE,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GO AND CATCH&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; AVATAR&lt;/span&gt; IN&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; CINEMAS!!!! YOU WILL NOT&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; REGRET IT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The special effects beat Transformers and Pirates Of The &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Caribbean&lt;/span&gt;, the storyline and music is as good as Harry Potter, the actng is as better than any I've seen and there isn't a single flaw I can find!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pandora(the planet they're on) is so real that you wouldn't believe it was a human creation! The colours and creatures are just so plain mesmerizing &lt;em&gt;you'd&lt;/em&gt; wish you were an avatar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just go watch Avatar, trust me. I rate it 12/10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cRdxXPV9GNQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cRdxXPV9GNQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-158457115804540712?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/158457115804540712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=158457115804540712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/158457115804540712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/158457115804540712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2009/12/people-go-and-catch-avatar-in-cinemas.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-6198019108499022751</id><published>2009-12-21T22:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T22:32:51.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FUCK MY LIFE!!!!! ARGH!!!!! IT'S JUST ONE BLOODY HELLUVA SUCKFEST RIGHT NOW!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-6198019108499022751?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/6198019108499022751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=6198019108499022751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/6198019108499022751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/6198019108499022751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2009/12/fuck-my-life-argh-its-just-one-bloody.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-6986021410540905705</id><published>2009-12-12T00:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T00:46:49.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy 2nd anniversary of My Chemical Romance love in Singapore! aka, &lt;em&gt;the&lt;/em&gt; best night of my entire life.&lt;br /&gt;Was it a coincidence or was today meant to be kickass for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I studied all the correct stuff for my cell bio paper today.&lt;br /&gt;2. Saw &lt;strong&gt;2&lt;/strong&gt; freaking chillies today! On an average day, I see negative 7.&lt;br /&gt;3. HMV was promoting Green Day's concert so I got to rock out on 21st Century Breakdown on the awesometabulous HMV headphones! Wooooohooooooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;4. Kahyun was singing 21 Guns this morning! How randomass awesome is she?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5. I FREAKING SAW GERARD WAY OF MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE IN A MAGAZINE AT TIMES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Looking soooooooo cuteass sexy hot and awesometabulous yummy as hell! Oooooooh I can melt just thinking about that picture of him! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I TOTALLY BOUGHT THAT MAGAZINE THE MOMENT I DID 10 DOUBLE TAKES IN ONE IN CASE YOU WERE WONDERING. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;6.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;It's the 2nd anniversary of My Chemical Romance live in Singapore aka the best night of my entire life! Is there anything else to say? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;7. IT'S THE FREAKING HOLIDAYS!!!!! And I will be so damn busy. Screw that, Imma hit the library no matter what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;HAPPY HOLIDAYS PEOPLE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-6986021410540905705?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/6986021410540905705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=6986021410540905705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/6986021410540905705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/6986021410540905705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-2nd-anniversary-of-my-chemical.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-7971360288730004166</id><published>2009-12-05T13:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T13:34:28.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Maths and stats 2 is killing me killine me killing me OMG!!!! If I see one more freaking formula I don't know how to use, I am freaking gonna rip it up.&lt;br /&gt;It's like a dementor. Sucking the soul, or worse, the sanity, out of me. Ugggghhhh. Somebody please perform a patronus charm or brew me some Felix Felicis for the coming term test.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-7971360288730004166?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/7971360288730004166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=7971360288730004166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/7971360288730004166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/7971360288730004166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2009/12/maths-and-stats-2-is-killing-me-killine.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-8415815707863041067</id><published>2009-12-05T11:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T11:34:20.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My fuckin acer computer is dead.&lt;br /&gt;I hate acer I hate acer I fuccking hate acer and for the trllionth time, I FUCKING HATE ACER CUZ IT IS A LOUSY BITCH ASS BRAND!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-8415815707863041067?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/8415815707863041067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=8415815707863041067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/8415815707863041067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/8415815707863041067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-fuckin-acer-computer-is-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-1906468040045254349</id><published>2009-11-16T22:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T22:44:12.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2007's memories always flood back when I listen The Kill by 30 Seconds To Mars. Nostalgia overload!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed height="320" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="470" src="http://www.4shared.com/embed/54891172/1427b2a7" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I tried to be someone else&lt;br /&gt;But nothing seemed to change&lt;br /&gt;I know now, this is who I really am inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Finally found myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fighting for a chance.&lt;br /&gt;I know now, this is who I really am.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-1906468040045254349?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/1906468040045254349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=1906468040045254349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/1906468040045254349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/1906468040045254349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-tried-to-be-someone-else-but-nothing.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-6251237840597499245</id><published>2009-11-11T09:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T09:49:30.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>People who give in when they're in fights are such &lt;em&gt;losers&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday morning on the bus, I saw this dude. Yes this total pathetic loser of a guy who kept trying to talk to some girl. Looked to me like they either 1) Had a fight or 2) Broke up already but the guy keeps pestering her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loser dude first asks an auntie to change places with him so he can sit beside that girl. And then he keeps leaning over to her side and try to talk to her when she's facing and leaning AWAY from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLOO!!!! LEAVE HER ALONE FOR GOODNESS SAKE! IT'S APPARENT THAT SHE'S EITHER USING REVERSE PSYCHOLOGY ON YOU AND YOU'RE REACTING JUST AS SHE WANTS YOU TO OR SHE REALLY DOESN'T WANT TO TALK TO YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHY DO YOU LET HER WIN?????!!!! WHERE'S YOUR DIGNITY? WHERE'S YOUR PRIDE? WHERE'S YOUR SELF RESPECT?!?!?!?!?! DUDE! WHY DO YOU MAKE YOURSELF LOOK LIKE SUCH A &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HUUUUUUUGE &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;PATHETIC FUCK OF A LOSER IN FRONT OF EVERYONE???!!! IS SHE THAT WORTH IT? IS &lt;em&gt;ANYONE&lt;/em&gt; THAT WORTH YOUR DIGNITY, PRIDE AND SELF RESPECT?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need to get a life, dude. Seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-6251237840597499245?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/6251237840597499245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=6251237840597499245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/6251237840597499245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/6251237840597499245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2009/11/people-who-give-in-when-theyre-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-8868969515220051630</id><published>2009-10-29T22:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T22:43:17.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 318px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398031123183492578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/SumotN_a3eI/AAAAAAAAA7s/9mvuFspzD9o/s400/Hotass+Gerard!.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; The &lt;em&gt;hottest &lt;/em&gt;most &lt;strong&gt;lust inducingly &lt;em&gt;yummy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; picture of Gerard Way to date. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I SOOO wanna taste that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(The lady is his wife. I got this pic from her &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://twitter.com/account/profile_image/lynzway?hreflang="&gt;twitter&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-8868969515220051630?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/8868969515220051630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=8868969515220051630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/8868969515220051630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/8868969515220051630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2009/10/hottest-most-lust-inducingly-yummy.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/SumotN_a3eI/AAAAAAAAA7s/9mvuFspzD9o/s72-c/Hotass+Gerard!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-4533506003678105469</id><published>2009-10-26T23:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T23:38:52.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh shit. Not another. But too late. Channel 5 just had to broadcast Ocean's 13 yesterday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, lets welcome Matt Damon to the list of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hotasses&lt;/span&gt; to lust after. It's not just his face that turns me on. It's something about the way he walks. Paired with his face, it's almost &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;equivalent to &lt;/span&gt;seeing and hearing Shane Dawson swearing his ass off in an awesome video loaded with sexual humour and sick retarded jokes ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396933010081466642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/SuXB-n58SRI/AAAAAAAAA7k/QMDj_SAEDiw/s320/Matt+Damon+is+a+hotass!.jpg" /&gt;Ahh that is such eye candy. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-4533506003678105469?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/4533506003678105469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=4533506003678105469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/4533506003678105469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/4533506003678105469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2009/10/oh-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/SuXB-n58SRI/AAAAAAAAA7k/QMDj_SAEDiw/s72-c/Matt+Damon+is+a+hotass!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-1113193220613588217</id><published>2009-10-25T16:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T16:55:55.274+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awesome'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/SuQSVAKlFQI/AAAAAAAAA7U/JGWlQrihaB4/s1600-h/DSC01420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396458405527622914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/SuQSVAKlFQI/AAAAAAAAA7U/JGWlQrihaB4/s320/DSC01420.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is more than awesome. It's Green Day as I mentioned in the previous post ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you for coming to Singapore, Green Day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-1113193220613588217?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/1113193220613588217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=1113193220613588217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/1113193220613588217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/1113193220613588217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-is-more-than-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/SuQSVAKlFQI/AAAAAAAAA7U/JGWlQrihaB4/s72-c/DSC01420.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-1773636009264941028</id><published>2009-10-22T19:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T20:22:31.147+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dilemma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HELP'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;UGHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;!!!! I HAVE TO COMPLAIN! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BIG TIME! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For starters, I have to take 2 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;CDS (Cross Disciplinary Subjects)&lt;/span&gt; this semester. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Soooooo&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/em&gt; the fucking &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;smartass&lt;/span&gt; school system happily &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;carefreely&lt;/span&gt; RANDOMLY gave me Issues and Styles for Writing In New Media (I picked this one and I like it) and &lt;em&gt;Understanding Art &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(didn't even fucking put it as one of my 5 choices!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; as you may already know. Damn. You know what art means don't you all? &lt;em&gt;YOU HAVE TO PAINT. And paint = YOU HAVE TO &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FUCKING CLEAN UP&lt;/span&gt; AFTERWARD!!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;FUCK IT&lt;/em&gt; TO THE MAX!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE ART BECAUSE YOU HAVE TO PAINT &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AND&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;CLEAN UP OH MY GAWD!!!!!!! I HATE ART TO THE FUCKING CORE BECAUSE OF THAT OH MY SHIT HELL!!!!!!!!!! WHICH PART OF ME SAYS I LIKE&lt;em&gt; PAINTING&lt;/em&gt; AND DRAWING AND MOULDING AND ANALYSING PAINTINGS FROM MY POINT OF VIEW IN THE FIRST PLACE?????!!!!! ARTISTS ALL HAVE NOTHING SHORT OF &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;TWISTED&lt;/span&gt;, WARPED, FUCKED UP MINDS AND &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;PERCEPTIVES&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!! SO WHY IN THE BLOODY WORLD WOULD I EVER BE INTERESTED IN &lt;em&gt;ART???!!!&lt;/em&gt; ESPECIALLY WHEN YOU HAVE TO &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;P-A-I-N-T&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;UUUUGGGGGHHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I TOTALLY DIED ROLLING MY EYES THROUGHOUT THE WHOLE TUTORIAL TODAY. Don't get me wrong, the lecturer is nice and everything but the contents of the whole subject is SUCH turn off. Art Principals. LIKE WHAT THE HELL???!! When I look at a painting I don't consider all this crap! I just see &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;whether&lt;/span&gt; I like it or not. Who cares about balance, rhythm or contrast or whatever more shit?! Doesn't it all burn down ultimately to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;whether&lt;/span&gt; it appeals to you or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Shitassmuthafuckingbitchingwhore&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!! WHY COULDN'T I AT LEAST GET SOMETHING MORE RELEVANT LIKE INTERIOR DESIGN OR FASHION DESIGN OR PHOTOGRAPHY OR DIGITAL MEDIA DESIGN? AT LEAST IT'LL BE &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; MORE USEFUL TO ME IN THE FUTURE. Like I'll even &lt;em&gt;DO&lt;/em&gt; anything related to ART next time. I'm taking BIOTECHNOLOGY for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;shit's&lt;/span&gt; sake. IT'S SCIENCE. &lt;em&gt;FACTS&lt;/em&gt;. NOT POINTS OF VIEW. Either yes or no; and not "there is no yes or no" shit. AAARRRRRGGGGGHHHHH!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the problem now, is whether to drop this CDS or not. If I drop, I have to take another CDS next semester as well as next next cuz the requirement is 3 CDS. But next sem, there will be quite a heavy workload so we're not encouraged to take any CDS. 6 subjects in total WITHOUT CDS. Next next sem we have 7 subjects including 1 CDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S-H-I-T. I am in SUCH deep shit. DILEMMA!!!! Pppffffftttttt. Help me out? Tell me what ya think I should do cuz I &lt;strong&gt;REALLY&lt;/strong&gt; can't decide. I have to make my decision by next Monday morning. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-1773636009264941028?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/1773636009264941028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=1773636009264941028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/1773636009264941028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/1773636009264941028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2009/10/ughhhhh-i-have-to-complain-big-time-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-6834315447636687737</id><published>2009-10-20T09:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T10:37:21.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This blog is dead all thanks to Twitter (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that made my first day of school of the new &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sem&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My care person (something like form teacher) told me that I could &lt;em&gt;DROP ONE &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;CDS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (Cross Disciplinary Subject: Some &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;weirdass&lt;/span&gt; module from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;another&lt;/span&gt; course that you have to take. I was given 2, one of which wasn't from my 5 choices). &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Woooots&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Stupid &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dumbass&lt;/span&gt; system allocated &lt;em&gt;UNDERSTANDING ART&lt;/em&gt; to me. DO I LOOK LIKE I HAVE &lt;em&gt;EVER&lt;/em&gt; ENJOYED ART IN SEC SCHOOL?????!!!! HELL NO, BITCH! ART IS THE MOST STUPID, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TROUBLESOME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, MESSY, DIRTY AND TIME WASTING SUBJECT I EVER HAD TO TAKE. &lt;strong&gt;I AM SO FUCKING DROPPING UNDERSTANDING ART&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I found...... *&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;drum roll&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HARRY POTTER AND THE CHAMBER OF SECRETS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; IN THE SCHOOL LIBRARY!!!!! THIS HAS GOT TO BE THE MOST AWESOME MOMENT IN &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;TP&lt;/span&gt;!!! I'd have read all 7 books in the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;awesomeass&lt;/span&gt; series after this (: THANK YOU, LIBRARY! (Though the loaning process takes centuries to complete!) Couldn't freaking find it in the public libraries &lt;em&gt;at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;PLUS, I only have labs on ALTERNATING WEEKS :))))))))))&lt;br /&gt;That means school starts at 1pm for me every Tues and Wed on alternate weeks! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yeahhhhh&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-6834315447636687737?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/6834315447636687737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=6834315447636687737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/6834315447636687737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/6834315447636687737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-blog-is-dead-all-thanks-to-twitter.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-2955662567340046239</id><published>2009-10-14T10:07:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T10:22:12.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;GREEN DAY IS COMING TO&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; SINGAPORE!!!!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;*HYPERVENTILATES TILL&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; LUNGS CAVE IN AND&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; JUMPS FOR JOY TILL FEET&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; BREAK!!!!!*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ZOMG AWESOMEASS SHIT&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; IS SPELT AS&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; G-R-E-E-N D-A-Y.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; THIS IS SOO GREEN DAY&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; OMG!!!!!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I PINCHED MYSELF AND IT&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; HURTS!!!!! THIS IS&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; FUCKING REAL OMG I AM&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; SOOO NOT DREAMING!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; AHHHHHHH!!!!!!! I'M&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; GETTING GREEN DAY&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; SEIZURES!!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;EUPHORIA IS SPEALT AS -&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; G-R-E-E-N D-A-Y I-S C-O-M&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;-I-N-G T-O&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; S-I-N-G-A-P-O-R-E O-N- 1-4&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; J-A-N-U-A-R-Y 2-0-1-0!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NOTHING IS GOING TO&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; FREAKING RUIN MY DAY&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; TODAY.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay someone &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;please&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; go with me? I'll spnsor 3/4 of your ticket I &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; don't mind (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-2955662567340046239?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/2955662567340046239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=2955662567340046239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/2955662567340046239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/2955662567340046239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2009/10/green-day-is-coming-to-singapore.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-5977668897729483388</id><published>2009-10-11T15:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T16:20:25.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I FUCKING HATE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RETARDED COCKSUCKING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ASSHOLE FUCKHEADS WHO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIT IN BETWEEN THE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN AILES IN THE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIBRARY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OH MY GAWD, SOMEBODY SHOULD TOTALLY KICK THEM AS HARD AS POSSIBLE. ANYWHERE (I suggest the guts or balls). I DON'T CARE WHERE CUZ THEY'RE SUCH FUCKING INCONSIDERATE ASSWIPES WITH AN IQ AND EQ OF LESS THAN ZERO PUT TOGETHER! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M EVEN MORE PISSED OFF ABOUT THIS THAN USUAL CUZ THE BOOK I WANTED WAS NOT ON FREAKING LOAN!!!!! IT WAS ON THE GOSHDAMN SHELVES WAITING FOR MY BLOODY ASS HAND TO GRAB IT. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;WHY NOT JUST SAY EXCUSE ME? WELL I'LL FUCKING NOT SAY IT CUZ I'M NOT LAME ENOUGH TO LET MYSELF TALK TO SUCH FUCKING LOW LIFES OF COCKSUCKING BASTARDS WHO ONLY HAVE HALF A BRAINCELL TO LAST THEM A LIFETIME. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GET A LIFE YOU FUCKING MORONIC DIPSHITS.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-5977668897729483388?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/5977668897729483388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=5977668897729483388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/5977668897729483388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/5977668897729483388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-fucking-hate-retarded-cocksucking.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-6338136487024775228</id><published>2009-10-09T10:23:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T11:38:29.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Right. Thanks to twitter, my blog is more or less dead and mouldy and probably has fat juicy maggots decomposing it. Anyway just a little update of how my holidays are - I started liking loads of new stuff. Maybe even too many. Ok let me fill y'all in on what they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;SHANE DAWSON&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, this one was before the holidays even started, but still. Shane Dawson killed the tennis craze in me! WOW!&lt;br /&gt;Well I still like Novak and Gilles and will support them in tournaments, but I don't watch and follow tennis as much as I used to already. GILLES SIMON WON THE THAILAND OPEN BY THE WAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;Green Day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesomeass music. A lot of their songs are almost as good as My Chemical Romance's. I FREAKING LOVE THE WHOLE OF 21ST CENTURY BREAKDOWN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ITS &lt;em&gt;THE&lt;/em&gt; BEST ALBUM OF THE YEAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rrrrrrrrreeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaeallllllllyyyyyy&lt;/em&gt; hope that they have an ASIAN tour ASAP! &lt;strong&gt;PLEASE&lt;/strong&gt; COME TO SINGAPORE OMG &lt;strong&gt;PLEASE&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!!!!!!!! I PROMISE I'LL GO!!! AND I'LL PSYCHO SOMEONE TO GO WITH ME TOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;HARRY POTTER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J.K. ROWLING, YOU ARE &lt;em&gt;EPIC! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;THANK YOU FOR WRITTING SUCH AN AWESOME ROCKIN' STORY!!!!!!! AND THANK YOU, GOD, FOR HARRY POTTER BOOKS!!!!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;SUBWAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;This one will die off sooner or later but I'M TOTALLY ADDICTED TO SUBWAY FOR NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;All Time Low&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing Personal (new album) is pretty danm good. But I'm not too crazed about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;strong&gt;Green Chilli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;THE TASTE OF IT IS TOTALLY DELICIOUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;strong&gt;Lemon and/or Lime drinks/food&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I like sour-ish stuff nowadays? I am totally head over heels about the lime and vanilla ice cream (which I can't remember the name of)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;strong&gt;THE DRUMS ON THREE CHEERS FOR SWEET REVENGE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE IS THE BEST DAMN BAND EVER. 'NUFF SAID. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-6338136487024775228?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/6338136487024775228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=6338136487024775228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/6338136487024775228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/6338136487024775228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2009/10/right.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-7466177842993547832</id><published>2009-10-08T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T12:10:19.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Twitter seems to be blogger's biggest enemy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-7466177842993547832?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/7466177842993547832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=7466177842993547832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/7466177842993547832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/7466177842993547832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2009/10/twitter-seems-to-be-bloggers-biggest.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-6298586880380013991</id><published>2009-09-27T21:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T22:18:33.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't help but post Harry Potter movie trailers here and I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ACNzq06azSw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ACNzq06azSw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dmPrfYkpwTY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dmPrfYkpwTY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/R4MwzLzevpw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/R4MwzLzevpw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't &lt;em&gt;Expecto Patronum&lt;/em&gt; always give you nice goosebumps? Cuz I always get them when a Patronus is cast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OGLzaVx-hUE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OGLzaVx-hUE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LvBtgKg9mDo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LvBtgKg9mDo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't really like this movie. HATE UMBRIDGE! It just pissed me off whenever Umbridge showed her face cuz I can't stand teachers (or rather people) like her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jpCPvHJ6p90&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jpCPvHJ6p90&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN'T WAIT FOR BOTH PARTS OF DEATHLY HALLOWS TO BE OUT SO I CAN BUY THE &lt;strong&gt;WHOLE&lt;/strong&gt; DVD COLLECTION!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm into so many things this holiday. First Shane Dawson, and then Green Day and now Harry Potter. This holiday is turning out to be pretty fun actually. I have stuff to keep me entertained. AND I'M SOOOOOOOOO BUYING ALL THE BOOKS IN THE AWESOMEASS SERIES AS WELL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way; WHO THE FUCK EVER SAID THAT TWILIGHT IS THE NEW HARRY POTTER? Cuz &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DUDE, YOU ARE &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SERIOUSLY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;DELUDED&lt;/span&gt; AND NEED TO SEEK TREATMENT STRAIGHT AWAY. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-6298586880380013991?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/6298586880380013991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=6298586880380013991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/6298586880380013991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/6298586880380013991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-cant-help-but-post-harry-potter-movie.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-3179494640312279658</id><published>2009-09-25T14:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T14:04:41.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY LIYIN&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; AND JUNLING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-3179494640312279658?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/3179494640312279658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=3179494640312279658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/3179494640312279658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/3179494640312279658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday-liyin-and-junling.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-449007663696007953</id><published>2009-09-24T21:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T21:55:31.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8Y829i_4EwE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8Y829i_4EwE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Did I ever laugh this hard at a non-Shane Dawson video before? I don't think so. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Check out the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"So what were people's reactions?"&lt;/span&gt; part. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-449007663696007953?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/449007663696007953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=449007663696007953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/449007663696007953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/449007663696007953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2009/09/did-i-ever-laugh-this-hard-at-non-shane.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-2165521583054626350</id><published>2009-09-20T16:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T17:07:49.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GREEN DAY HAVEN'T TAKEN OVER SHANE DAWSON HERE EITHER! CHECK OUT HOW SEXY AND YUMMY AND HOT HE LOOKS IN HIS NEWEST VIDEO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VSN-ZJeq9Ow&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VSN-ZJeq9Ow&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAN, I LOVE THE VIDEO AS WELL. AND DOES HE GET HOTTER BY THE VIDEOS OR WHAT?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-2165521583054626350?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/2165521583054626350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=2165521583054626350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/2165521583054626350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/2165521583054626350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2009/09/green-day-havent-taken-over-shane.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-4601546168040889251</id><published>2009-09-20T13:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T13:32:09.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;HEY HEY HEY~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;LOOK WHAT I'VE GOT~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383413114249801474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/SrW5tHIJ7wI/AAAAAAAAA7E/QU72-QuxhzQ/s320/DSC01311.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383413123656259042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/SrW5tqK1FeI/AAAAAAAAA7M/fkisPJrlrww/s320/DSC01312.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383413105117576050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/SrW5slG3O3I/AAAAAAAAA68/j0TAZagR_t0/s320/DSC01313.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND IT IS ABSOLUTE LOVE (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LUCKILY IT WASN'T OUT OF STOCK! Cuz it sure looked like it was. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-4601546168040889251?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/4601546168040889251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=4601546168040889251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/4601546168040889251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/4601546168040889251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2009/09/hey-hey-hey-look-what-ive-got-and-it-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/SrW5tHIJ7wI/AAAAAAAAA7E/QU72-QuxhzQ/s72-c/DSC01311.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-1247845526549284469</id><published>2009-09-16T22:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T23:03:17.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE! I &lt;em&gt;HAVE&lt;/em&gt; TO GET 21ST CENTURY BREAKDOWN &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ASAP&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, OR IMMA SHRIVEL UP AND DIE WHILE HAVING A SERIES OF SEIZURES AND FITS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382079400011368210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/SrD8suagBxI/AAAAAAAAA60/aHGmiVaPTtI/s400/greenday21stcenturybreakdown.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;BUT DO NOTE THAT GREEN DAY IS &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOT!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I REPEAT:&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;the new My Chemical Romance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;THEY NEVER WILL BE, AND NEITHER WILL ANYBODY &lt;strong&gt;EVER&lt;/strong&gt; BE AS AWESOME AS MCR. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-1247845526549284469?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/1247845526549284469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=1247845526549284469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/1247845526549284469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/1247845526549284469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-cant-take-it-anymore-i-have-to-get.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/SrD8suagBxI/AAAAAAAAA60/aHGmiVaPTtI/s72-c/greenday21stcenturybreakdown.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-9052228100537250592</id><published>2009-09-13T16:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T16:54:48.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the mrbrown show: so hot (boomz remix)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://shar.es/13L6H"&gt;the mrbrown show: so hot (boomz remix)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE JOKE OF THE WEEK. YOU'LL LAUGH YOU ASSES OFF, HONESTLY.&lt;br /&gt;Boomz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted using &lt;a href="http://sharethis.com/"&gt;ShareThis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-9052228100537250592?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/9052228100537250592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=9052228100537250592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/9052228100537250592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/9052228100537250592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2009/09/mrbrown-show-so-hot-boomz-remix.html' title='the mrbrown show: so hot (boomz remix)'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-5345836720314515958</id><published>2009-09-11T23:56:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T00:13:07.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Time Traveller's Wife. Guy travels back and forth in time.&lt;br /&gt;Felt more like he was apparating/disapparating by accident all the time. Harry Potter much? Yeah. Very much. Can't blame me can you. I just had a 2nd round of Half Blood Prince and I'm currently 2nd-rounding Deathly Hallows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thanks for that hugeass(or not) 21st Century Breakdown poster, Cheryl! In the mean time, I have to find a space to pin that up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-5345836720314515958?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/5345836720314515958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=5345836720314515958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/5345836720314515958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/5345836720314515958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2009/09/time-travellers-wife.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-7522527618876358480</id><published>2009-09-10T19:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T19:32:14.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MIKEY&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; WAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-7522527618876358480?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/7522527618876358480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=7522527618876358480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/7522527618876358480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/7522527618876358480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday-mikey-way.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-1468862483317760864</id><published>2009-09-03T10:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T10:36:28.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been blogging a lot lately haven't I? &lt;strong&gt;SHANE DAWSON IS STILL HOT BY THE WAY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;OOOOOHHHHHH how yummy is he when he dances?&lt;br&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JKHuBe8haRI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JKHuBe8haRI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not his video. He's just starring in iJustine's vid. Don't you love the dancing at the last part? I ABSOLUTELY DO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-1468862483317760864?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/1468862483317760864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=1468862483317760864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/1468862483317760864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/1468862483317760864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2009/09/ive-been-blogging-lot-lately-havent-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-8200562177052394951</id><published>2009-09-02T22:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T22:51:17.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/Sp6D-v2HRkI/AAAAAAAAA6s/ImAv6GclbDE/s1600-h/F21+Jacket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 328px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376880119145514562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/Sp6D-v2HRkI/AAAAAAAAA6s/ImAv6GclbDE/s400/F21+Jacket.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THIS JACKET IS HEAVEN SENT! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;BEST PEICE OF CLOTHING I &lt;em&gt;EVER&lt;/em&gt; INVESTED IN! AND GUESS HOW MUCH IT COST? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$38!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UNBELIEVABLE RIGHT??????!!!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OH MY GAWD I LOVE FOREVER 21 TO THE MAX!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANK YOU FOR CURING ME FROM MONDAY'S POISON SHIT, VIVO CITY! I LOVE YOU YOU ARE AWESOME YOU ROCK MY LIFE!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;AND I'M REFERING TO THE SHOPS ON THE FIRST FLOOR &lt;em&gt;ONLY&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Hate those on the 2nd floor. It's all alien stuff.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-8200562177052394951?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/8200562177052394951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=8200562177052394951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/8200562177052394951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/8200562177052394951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-jacket-is-heaven-sent-best-peice.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/Sp6D-v2HRkI/AAAAAAAAA6s/ImAv6GclbDE/s72-c/F21+Jacket.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-4813250126369785015</id><published>2009-09-01T16:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T16:51:12.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>UGHHHHHH, I really just wish I could completely wipe yesterdays events from my fucking memory. Why why why why whyyyyyy oh whyyyyyyyy the &lt;em&gt;fuck&lt;/em&gt; did I choose to go back to HS?????? &lt;em&gt;WHAT THE FUCK WAS I THINKING???!!! I THINK I'M GOING MENTAL.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was totally &lt;em&gt;the&lt;/em&gt; most fucking screwed up decision I made &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EVER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I WAS SOOOO GROSSED OUT BY &lt;em&gt;ALMOST&lt;/em&gt; EVERYONE THERE WHO WASN'T FROM MY CLIQUE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED TO HIT TOWN SOON OR IMMA &lt;em&gt;DIE&lt;/em&gt; FROM ALL THAT LETHAL POISON FROM YESTERDAY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-4813250126369785015?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/4813250126369785015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=4813250126369785015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/4813250126369785015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/4813250126369785015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2009/09/ughhhhhh-i-really-just-wish-i-could.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-4267299980147159989</id><published>2009-08-30T15:14:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T17:52:51.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;European setting movies =&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BORING SHIT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm never ever gonna watch a European setting movie ever again. For the past few times, Valkyrie put me to sleep somewhere in the middle. The Da Vinci Code made me &lt;em&gt;snore&lt;/em&gt;. Angles and Deamons put me to sleep, made me snore like hell and gave me a hell of nightmares while it lasted. And Coco Before Chanel? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did the same as Valkyrie! Ugh, I hate to think I wasted $10. Ah well, it was more worth it than paying $8.50 for that trashy shit fuck &lt;em&gt;Angels and Deamons&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'd rather watch Paris Hilton and Miley Cyrus acting.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is it with one of these BORING as hell storylines?! At least Valkyrie had some interesting parts. Luckily I didn't watch it in cinemas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, enough bitching about shitty movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THANKS FOR THE&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; AWESOME BIRTHDAY&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; PRESENT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Heck if it's belated! My friends are &lt;em&gt;soo&lt;/em&gt; damn fantabulous! Oh wait, you already know that. &lt;s&gt;Dang, I gotta stop flaunting them!&lt;/s&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sidetrack, *luckily blogger saves posts as drafts automatically. I accidentally hit view blog just now!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mushroomism.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 530px" border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k150/x-rachek-x/DSC01414.jpg" width="343" height="734" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignore my sister's extra hand. The bag is hot! And yes thats some FoxTrot below it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mushroomism.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k150/x-rachek-x/DSC01411.jpg" width="400" height="530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fantabulously awesome culprits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mushroomism.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k150/x-rachek-x/DSC01412.jpg" width="400" height="530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is awesome shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k150/x-rachek-x/DSC01410.jpg" width="400" height="530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumbledore much? Haha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;OKKKKKKK, now time for that Shane Dawson vid that made me laugh hardest!&lt;br /&gt;Beholdddddddddd.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OKki0JsGENE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OKki0JsGENE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Only Shane Dawson puts comedy in comedian. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-4267299980147159989?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/4267299980147159989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=4267299980147159989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/4267299980147159989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/4267299980147159989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2009/08/european-setting-movies-boring-shit-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-5023482245926835998</id><published>2009-08-27T22:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T23:01:46.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU HAVE ABSOLUTELY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOT TO WATCH THIS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEOPLE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;THIS HAS &lt;em&gt;TOTALLY&lt;/em&gt; GOT TO BE MY FAVE VID OF SHANE DAWSON OMMGGGGGGG!!!!! It's not made by him but omg it is SIDE SPLITTINGLY OVER THE MUFFIN TOP &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;H-I-L-A-R-I-O-U-S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;SOO&lt;/em&gt; freaking love the part when he says "Now make a video response telling me why you don't wannaa &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fucking die!"&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I AM SERIOUSLY LAUGHING MY ASS OFF NON-STOP RIGHT NOW.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/snFG3DPF-tE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/snFG3DPF-tE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-5023482245926835998?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/5023482245926835998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=5023482245926835998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/5023482245926835998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/5023482245926835998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-have-absolutely-got-to-watch-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-5024816033440127451</id><published>2009-08-26T14:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T15:27:57.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YES, it's another Shane Dawson video :DDDDDD Nuff said. Ooh he's cute in this one!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UqC_vf5RkCI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UqC_vf5RkCI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And damn, I have freaking fallen for Green Day. They're officially 2nd to MCR, and I can't seem to getr enough of their music. Looks like I'm definately getting 21st Century Breakdown :D And you'll be seeing Green Day on the side bars in a few days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I miss blogging ): As in really blogging about shit happening in my life. I'm itching to bitch but I have to &lt;em&gt;study&lt;/em&gt; for biochem now (ugh).  Prob gonna post on thursday night or Friday. &lt;br /&gt;Ok.. I'm talking like like that many people actually read my blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-5024816033440127451?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/5024816033440127451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=5024816033440127451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/5024816033440127451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/5024816033440127451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2009/08/yes-its-another-shane-dawson-video.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7038510037345051733.post-5774932761230679933</id><published>2009-08-23T17:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T17:52:30.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Emo versions of songs. &lt;strong&gt;SHANE DAWSON IS HOT&lt;/strong&gt;. And this vid's fucking hilarious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/clF2cA-E4MA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/clF2cA-E4MA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eLTxPWITUzQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eLTxPWITUzQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7038510037345051733-5774932761230679933?l=mushroomism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/feeds/5774932761230679933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7038510037345051733&amp;postID=5774932761230679933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/5774932761230679933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7038510037345051733/posts/default/5774932761230679933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mushroomism.blogspot.com/2009/08/emo-versions-of-songs.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00041136889447356696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVcsIlosu1M/S1qtNEEE84I/AAAAAAAAA9E/zzWAb-rxGM8/S220/SANY0043.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
