<?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-9036660568174229399</id><updated>2011-07-31T03:00:51.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Question Mark</title><subtitle type='html'>Unknown description.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>116</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-8817514982518624353</id><published>2007-11-16T01:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T05:44:50.724-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Starting of a New Age</title><content type='html'>Unfortunately, isn't it sad to leave this place? After being here so long, it even has all my thoughts from last year. You know, even the dog incident... And now I'm moving house!!! HOORAY!!! Okay, so here's my new blog: (don't be surprised... and I will surely input a tagboard... hahahah..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://ameblo.jp/nyappybunbun/"&gt;WELCOME WELCOME!!~&lt;/a&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;em&gt;(P.S: Not to forget that if you wanna tag, you will have to go to my profile because that's where my tagboard link is at. I know it is a bit troublesome, but let me tell you the directions:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Search for my Rilakkuma display picture. If it is not Rilakkuma, just search for any display picture you can find in the side section.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Once you find the display picture, there will be three words below it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Click the first word, it will lead you to my profile.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And apparently my tagboard cannot be seen in the profile, so you have to click the link.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;   Now you got it!!!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-8817514982518624353?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/8817514982518624353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=8817514982518624353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/8817514982518624353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/8817514982518624353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/11/starting-of-new-age.html' title='The Starting of a New Age'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-8096376928251958795</id><published>2007-11-15T07:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T08:27:15.109-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scream cream dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RzxqUPEkfzI/AAAAAAAAAOs/T8Lf2j64rFM/s1600-h/IMG_0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133094571171151666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RzxqUPEkfzI/AAAAAAAAAOs/T8Lf2j64rFM/s320/IMG_0012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is tiring in a way that you don't know whether you are really tired. Today's cell group meeting was awesome. I just kept crying and crying and crying and I felt soooooooooooooo... I don't know.. It is a feeling that cannot be described. (&gt;ω&lt;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;It was kinda scary, all the screaming, or shouting of "OUT!! In Jesus name! OUT!!" and the music playing, and people singing in difficulty since they were all crying themselves. Man... I just know I cried like shit. (π_π) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ate Mac for dinner (or supper?)... the refreshments in the cell group was nice too.. Especially the ice-cream bread. I dropped two scoops of vanilla on the staircase. I'm sorry!! But... they are too slippery. (笑) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I noticed that if I am going to post pictures on poupee, I shall post it on this computer. My other computer gives me ugly cheap stuff. At least this computer gave me the new shirt which is ugly but it's the new arrivals.. not bad, huh? ♥ Now I must post here then... &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/Rzxsr_Ekf1I/AAAAAAAAAO8/FV3Wgp8B484/s1600-h/7M_iBRGtmtnL.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133097178216300370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/Rzxsr_Ekf1I/AAAAAAAAAO8/FV3Wgp8B484/s400/7M_iBRGtmtnL.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RzxylPEkf2I/AAAAAAAAAPE/O15J6FT6lH4/s1600-h/IWpk9HnH7OQe.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133103659321950050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RzxylPEkf2I/AAAAAAAAAPE/O15J6FT6lH4/s400/IWpk9HnH7OQe.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(P.S: Check the new arrival ring!! Looks like a crown! SO CUTE!!! AND THE GOLF CLUBS!!! AHHHHHHHHHh)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-8096376928251958795?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/8096376928251958795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=8096376928251958795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/8096376928251958795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/8096376928251958795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/11/scream-cream-dream.html' title='Scream cream dream'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RzxqUPEkfzI/AAAAAAAAAOs/T8Lf2j64rFM/s72-c/IMG_0012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-2242208649623276425</id><published>2007-11-14T05:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T06:16:11.468-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I HATE POUPEE!!! I HATE POUPEE!!!</title><content type='html'>Sometimes you wanna bash up some people when it comes to seeing them having all the nice things especially when they are juniors. I hate poupee. I got bankrupt in just a minute. WHY???? WHYYY???? (please imagine me to be screaming with tears in my eyes) Anyway, I must not be too emo. These are the things I want sooooooooo much in Poupee. Check it out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/Rzr8CZhSlnI/AAAAAAAAAOk/CJBFSQWfgS4/s1600-h/ETwMwa3-Jk6v.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132691843482556018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/Rzr8CZhSlnI/AAAAAAAAAOk/CJBFSQWfgS4/s400/ETwMwa3-Jk6v.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/Rzr5o5hSlmI/AAAAAAAAAOc/U3zTXd-gx6A/s1600-h/iamhjurZzjNx.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132689206372636258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/Rzr5o5hSlmI/AAAAAAAAAOc/U3zTXd-gx6A/s400/iamhjurZzjNx.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132688579307410994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/Rzr5EZhSljI/AAAAAAAAAOE/moFiNQNQRrE/s400/5Rf7-OWkZkmi.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132689038868911698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/Rzr5fJhSllI/AAAAAAAAAOU/gl7DqX3PSAA/s400/gi9V4r06Ecc-.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(CAN'T YOU SEE? The LV bag!! AAAHHH)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right... Anyway, here's the birthday prezzie list!! Mmmm...:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Give me a Rilakkuma bear. Especially the white one. Not the duck.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Give me some drama DVD with english subtitles, like Yamada Taro, Hotaru no Hikari will be appreciated greatly...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Give me some kinda 2008 organizer that I will obviously need for next year ... I would prefer those Rilakkuma kind, and yeah yeah?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;GIVE ME A HANDPHONE!!! PLLEEAAAAASSSEEE!!!! Though impossible.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;GIVE ME A GLAY CONCERT TICKET!!!!!! AAAHHHH!!!! Though it is also impossible.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Give me something useful, something useful.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Give me something that I can put on poupee. YEAH BABY!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;And unfortunately, I can think of no more. Damn. I will eventually edit this entry if I think of any more. Just wait, baby... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-2242208649623276425?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/2242208649623276425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=2242208649623276425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/2242208649623276425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/2242208649623276425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-hate-poupee-i-hate-poupee.html' title='I HATE POUPEE!!! I HATE POUPEE!!!'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/Rzr8CZhSlnI/AAAAAAAAAOk/CJBFSQWfgS4/s72-c/ETwMwa3-Jk6v.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-3934027657789384152</id><published>2007-11-13T20:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T21:11:42.307-08:00</updated><title type='text'>After so much effort:</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;It is like FINALLY!!!! I WAS LIKE PLEASE PLEASE GOD PLEASE LET ME WIN... and I finally did it. (actually I noticed that if you are nearing the end of the race, please be 2nd. Because the 2nd person will always overtake you if you are 1st. So you have to be 2nd so that you can overtake the 1st.) DAMMIT!!! I AM OVER THE MOON!!! p(*ω*)q&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RzqAbJhSlhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/rjejS0Q9fLw/s1600-h/Crazy+Karts.PNG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132555929242474002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RzqAbJhSlhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/rjejS0Q9fLw/s320/Crazy+Karts.PNG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;After so many days of trying and trying and trying and trying... I feel so happy. HAHAHA!! Miniclip is so funny. How I love the Internet. It is so dangerous, yet so fun... When it comes to Crazy Karts.... Ψ(｀∀´)Ψ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(゜口゜) Poupee finally had new clothes but only the rich people got the stuffs. They are so evil. I didn't get anything nice! GRRR. Sometimes I just wanna kill them for selling it expensive too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm... I guess I have to set off for school to hand in my NYAA once again. HAHAHA...♪&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(P.S: I decided that I shall use my digital camera since my handphone is gone... I miss taking pictures.. oh well...)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-3934027657789384152?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/3934027657789384152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=3934027657789384152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/3934027657789384152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/3934027657789384152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/11/after-so-much-effort.html' title='After so much effort:'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RzqAbJhSlhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/rjejS0Q9fLw/s72-c/Crazy+Karts.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-8525902250154460131</id><published>2007-11-13T03:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T04:10:24.032-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Really??</title><content type='html'>o(≧∀≦)o I finally finished watching Hotaru no Hikari. I can say that the ending was quite nice, especially with Buchou (manager) !!!  SIGH~ What can I say now? I am now observing why the homoculus that Firo likes, and wondering what is so good about her. HMPH! Homoculus should just die! They are the mistakes of alchemists!!! But it doesn't seem that way in Baccano! though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so stupid. I went to school in order to hand up my NYAA to Miss Chua and when I reached the school, she came out of her office (because I was using my powers... heheheh) and then I opened my bag... and realised that my NYAA is still at home, lying on my table. Miss Chua was like, "You come all the way from your house to the school JUST to hand up your NYAA and now... sigh... tomorrow you must hand it in, okay? And when you come to school tomorrow, check your bag before you enter the bus or else... sigh..." and blah blah now I feel like some idiotic girl. （笑）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to work on a new blogskin. Sometimes this blogskin irritates me. (&gt;_&lt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-8525902250154460131?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/8525902250154460131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=8525902250154460131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/8525902250154460131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/8525902250154460131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/11/really.html' title='Really??'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-2534216602069722317</id><published>2007-11-12T07:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T08:11:34.809-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YAWN AGAIN</title><content type='html'>Today is called the angry day. Everybody in my family is angry today. I'm not sure of the reason but I'm angry today because Firo likes some homoculus and you just wonder what is so nice about her? Just why??! (&gt;x&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today is also quite good, I realised I had the old messages in my old phone and now I at least have some contacts there... and the first person I called was Kevin. It was not surprising. I was going to laugh at him about the open house performance because he... he... SANG!! HE SANG!!! HAHAHAHAHHAHA.... and I still don't understand why I laugh for. (笑)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am listening to the AN CAFE Ryuusei Rocket instrumental again. I just miss Bou. Bou, where are you? What can you do without AN CAFE? Do you have short hair now? Do you still wear skirts? (・ω・)/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(￣_￣)ゞPoupee is annoying. I can't seem to save my ribbons. Sigh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(P.S: Just when did I suddenly change from Kanna to Firo? I guess because Kanna died in the end. How sad... or perhaps because I took sides with Akizuki and hated Kanna? So now I like Firo? Aww....)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-2534216602069722317?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/2534216602069722317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=2534216602069722317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/2534216602069722317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/2534216602069722317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/11/yawn-again.html' title='YAWN AGAIN'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-8561881826143552928</id><published>2007-11-10T22:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T22:37:22.844-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I believe, I believe in love, and like the stars above</title><content type='html'>Ooohhh.... yesterday's service is damn nice!! Carola Häggkvist is just awesome and Ulf Ekman too! I wondered what happened in the mini-concert too.. (笑)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate playing poupee. It makes me spend money.. and makes me feel like a spendthrift. GRRR... (＞Д＜)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's Open House was not bad. But SOMEONE beside me kept singing wrongly. When did "overhill" become "borderhill"? GOSH!!! And ha ha, I SAW HAN BIN SING!! &lt;em&gt;MAMBO SING SING SING&lt;/em&gt;!!!! HAHAHHAHAHAHHA!!! AND THE MOST OF ALL, THE STONY KEVIN SANG!! HE SANG!!! HAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAA!!!! (;´・ω・)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... (/ーロー")/I suppose I shall get ready to set off to my grandmama's house! And erm, I didn't know we can write normal songs that can relate to God but are not christian songs and the people who are not Christian won't think that it is a christian song. Sounds confusing? Whatever it is, I have been so lame...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-8561881826143552928?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/8561881826143552928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=8561881826143552928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/8561881826143552928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/8561881826143552928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-believe-i-believe-in-love-and-like.html' title='I believe, I believe in love, and like the stars above'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-4047265250527428554</id><published>2007-11-08T08:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T08:20:18.261-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Sentosa!!!~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RzM1iXixl7I/AAAAAAAAANs/96bv2xFjjYM/s1600-h/08112007(009).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130503265056823218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RzM1iXixl7I/AAAAAAAAANs/96bv2xFjjYM/s320/08112007(009).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, it was really tiring! The sunset is really beautiful!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The games were really fun, I really want to thank everybody from the cell group for making my "kinda first, but not first" time in Sentosa great. ^_^ Turn to your neighbour and say: Thank you har!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My arms and cheeks are really very hot now. It is also the first time I got tanned. Now I feel so sad. I guess I have to start from scratch to make my skin fairer so that I can dye my hair strawberry blonde. GRRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still very scared about the skin turning to skin flakes after some time. So everybody turn to your neighbour and say: Happy Deepavali!!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(P.S: Some stupid Indian man wanted to take picture of us by pretending he is taking picture of his friend. So scary... I'm so sorry for being racist in any way...)&lt;/em&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/9036660568174229399-4047265250527428554?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/4047265250527428554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=4047265250527428554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/4047265250527428554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/4047265250527428554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/11/to-sentosa.html' title='To Sentosa!!!~'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RzM1iXixl7I/AAAAAAAAANs/96bv2xFjjYM/s72-c/08112007(009).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-2088308033671816835</id><published>2007-11-05T05:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T05:55:29.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am suddenly afraid of the future.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/Ry8eG1buCuI/AAAAAAAAANk/f5VRahu83bg/s1600-h/Kanna.PNG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129351603369675490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/Ry8eG1buCuI/AAAAAAAAANk/f5VRahu83bg/s320/Kanna.PNG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the new hottie!~(☆3☆)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His name is Kanna, and yessh, another blondie and erm... but his personality is just like Hisashi.. so yeah, I wonder what ne-san will think of him. Not bad, ne? (笑)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought ALL my books today and SOMEONE was stupid enough to give me a higher chinese textbook when it was not indicated on the list. But anyway thank goodness, because I try to master muscles today by running around the school for my stuff and then carrying the books home. The teacher who lived nearby my house pitied me, somehow. Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(/－3*)/Can't wait to watch Kanna with Akizuki fight tomorrow! Well, I promised myself to watch 5 episodes of this anime everyday... just 2 more days and it will end soon enough!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yessh, I think UVERworld is so funny. Their songs are all similar and the most funniest thing is that they are so inconsiderate for having the setting in a construction site and forcing all the cheerleaders to cheer at such a dangerous place?!! They are crazy you know! Really.... Kevin is INSANE! (笑)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, mata ne. o(^_^o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-2088308033671816835?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/2088308033671816835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=2088308033671816835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/2088308033671816835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/2088308033671816835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-am-suddenly-afraid-of-future.html' title='I am suddenly afraid of the future.'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/Ry8eG1buCuI/AAAAAAAAANk/f5VRahu83bg/s72-c/Kanna.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-2677553952716087064</id><published>2007-11-03T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T22:49:56.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AHEM!!!~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LET'S ARISE AND BUILD, BABY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;o(^_^)o&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/9036660568174229399-2677553952716087064?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/2677553952716087064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=2677553952716087064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/2677553952716087064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/2677553952716087064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/11/ahem.html' title='AHEM!!!~'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-3795300134145822400</id><published>2007-11-03T22:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T22:47:49.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SAY SAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/Ry1av1buCtI/AAAAAAAAANc/2wwY4jYYyHU/s1600-h/Ohno+baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128855328488557266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/Ry1av1buCtI/AAAAAAAAANc/2wwY4jYYyHU/s320/Ohno+baby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel empty without my handphone now. I can't take pictures anymore. Sigh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's breakfast was Subway with my mother... (^_^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Coffee Bean but I changed it to teh tarik. o（・ー・）o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then dinner after church was Pepper Lunch Curry Beef Rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today I am playing with my mother's phone, and God knows what happen next～(;´д｀)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(P.S: And that's Riida when he was a little boy!~)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-3795300134145822400?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/3795300134145822400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=3795300134145822400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/3795300134145822400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/3795300134145822400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/11/say-say.html' title='SAY SAY!'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/Ry1av1buCtI/AAAAAAAAANc/2wwY4jYYyHU/s72-c/Ohno+baby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-5937092059953517887</id><published>2007-11-01T21:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T21:14:08.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>That's it.</title><content type='html'>I lost my handphone. And I only can pray for it to come back. Or I will never have a phone in my whole life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I want to thank all the classmates of 2i4. Thank you. Especially Han Bin. I don't know what made you hate me, but you still remain as my adopted brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, sigh~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-5937092059953517887?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/5937092059953517887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=5937092059953517887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/5937092059953517887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/5937092059953517887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/11/thats-it.html' title='That&apos;s it.'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-3778918097699095519</id><published>2007-10-31T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T06:16:55.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Old times (this will be an awful long entry..)</title><content type='html'>Okay, this is getting lame. First thing first, I was reading my old blog and I am sooo shocked by my nerdy ways and also my lame ways and my childish ways. But anyway, I'm still childish, yeah.. Anyway, let me just show you some things that describes everything:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;===========================================&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MEMORIES #1: (my craze for Microsoft Frontpage)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;button name="B3"&gt;Hey...&lt;/button&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Type something here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input name="T1"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Type something here too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;textarea name="S1" rows="7" cols="40"&gt;&lt;/textarea&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;form action="--WEBBOT-SELF--" method="post"&gt;&lt;!--webbot bot="SaveResults" U-File="_private/form_results.csv" S-Format="TEXT/CSV" S-Label-Fields="TRUE" --&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;input type="checkbox" value="ON" name="C1"&gt; &lt;input type="checkbox" value="ON" name="C2"&gt; &lt;input type="checkbox" value="ON" name="C3"&gt; &lt;input type="checkbox" value="ON" name="C4"&gt; &lt;input type="checkbox" value="ON" name="C5"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;input type="radio" value="V1" name="R1"&gt; &lt;input type="radio" value="V2" name="R1"&gt; &lt;input type="radio" value="V3" name="R1"&gt; &lt;input type="radio" value="V4" name="R1"&gt; &lt;input type="radio" value="V5" name="R1"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;marquee style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: #ffccff; FONT-FAMILY: Century Gothic"&gt;Enjoy yourselves? It is time to end. I have to go...&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;===========================================&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MEMORIES #2:(Interview with Rika when I was Primary 6)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hee hee. Say hello to her. Kon'nichi wa Lika-san. Hajimemashite. Hee hee. Well, actually her name is Rika. But in Japan people call her Lika which I prefer to call her so. Well, how things in Japan then, Lika?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Answer:&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;Very cool.. you may say.. But very difficult to survive there.. People speak hard Japanese.. Not the HARD!!! The difficult type of hard.. of course...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mmm... It is difficult to understand what you're talking about but never mind. Where do you live in Japan?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Answer: In Tokyo.. In The city.. Cool huh? Japanese speak very fast!! You cannot catch what they are saying.. So you have to say:' Yukuli shabete' meaning speak slowly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well. there is such as the fact: Summertime in Japan is mostly very hot. The majority of the population experiences temperatures upwards of 35° C (that's 95° F, for those of us in Singapore).Remember, Japan is actually in a sub-tropical area. With hot, extremely humid summers, and a rainy season (called 'tsuyu' in Japan), something we don't see here in Singapore. Right? Okay, my question is when does it snow in Japan?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Answer: Most likely not in december.. Starting is that the weather would be cold.. Until it is almost reaching the point to -1 ° C Then in Feburary or late January it will snow..But be careful in the middle of the night you may feel the earthquake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ooo... Scary. Well, what is the feeling? You say that you are sleeping the mat on the floor and if you feel the ground shaking, what will happen?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Answer: If it is a small earthquake, you may continue sleeping of course.. But if it is big even the laziest person on earth will feel the earthquake... that is the time to panic.. And once, my body shaked like I was a vase moving the the edge of the cupboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh gosh. I don't think I will like it there if it happens. But it is good to experience things like this. But I know it is very scary if the floor cracks open I will surely scream like hell. Okay, so, how do you call your dad and your mum. Like example, which one will you say when you are calling for your father? 'Chichi' or 'Otosan'?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Answer: I don't say 'Chichi' and I definitely DON'T call my dad 'Otosan'. But in my family, 'Otosan' means others father so we don't call that.. I call my father: 'Papa' and my Mum, I don't call her 'Haha' and 'Okasan' but I call her 'Mama'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well. I just I guess I'm weird. My sisters and I call my mother 'Okasan' no matter what but of course, we call her the normal one, 'Mummy' or 'Mum'. And also I call my sisters 'One-san' and they call me 'Imotosan'. And every night, we say Goodnight in Japanese : 'Oyasuminasai'. Sigh. Now you are complaining I am saying the wrong things. But I am saying the truth that they call me that way. Well, so this is the end of the interview. Any last words?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Answer: No.. I guess Yes.. see the newspaper tomorrow... Headlines:"Rika was found dead on the road.. Who was the murderer?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Obviously not me. I don't own a car and I don't drive and I don't even have the courage to drive on the road to knock you down. It must be someone else. Someone...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Sayonara,Lika and M.Michiko &lt;strong&gt;(Me of course, ALYSSA!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;===========================================&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MEMORIES #3:(the time I couldn't go to the Arts House anymore)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I am so bored. I don't need to go for rehearsals any more. Unless my mum lets me go and pay $450 for the classes. I am so so so so so so so so so so sad. I tell you waht happened, okay? (Actually, I don't think letting you see my emails...) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Auntie KP,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Of course you know I am Alyssa and I am not attending the sessions at Henderson Community Centre. I am just asking you if I have to attend the session held at your studio tomorrow from 11 am to 1 pm. It is very confusing for me that why I am asking you about this.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hope you reply as soon as possible because I really need to know as my mum is angry that I don't know whether I should go or not. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The UrbanKids- Alyssa,19/11/05&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;This is what I wrote to Auntie KP, the director of Kids Performing. I was asking her whether I must go for the classes written on a schedule given when we were in school. So here's her reply: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hi Alyssa: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How have you been? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I thought it has been explained to your mother that you are not eligible to qualify for the BAF Kids sponsorship program. As such you are not required to attend the rehearsal on Sunday at 11-1pm which is still held at Henderson CC. Are you interested to join my classes, instead? As you know we conduct classes regularly for the different groups. There are JazzKids, BroadwayKids and Urbankids. New Urbankids classes start on the 26th November , Saturday for $450 per term. Also we have new holiday workshops of Jazzkids (21-23rd Nov, Monday to Wednesday, 330pm-5pm) . The fee for this course is $150. If you are interested , pls let me know and I will register you into the classes. I hope to see you ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks, Warmest Regards, kp&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Got that? I FEEL LIKE CRYING! I really want to perform! And now, it is like this is the end of the world! WHY? Got that? That means I have to pay for the classes if I want to join! And I'm sure my mother will not allow me because I know she doesn't want to pay! I AM SO SAD! *burst into tears* BOO HOO HOO! I just hope my mum will let me go for those classes as I really want to go.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Sadly yours,Alyssa&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;===========================================&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MEMORIES#4: (when I was Primary 6 after PSLE)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I WANT THE INTERNET! NO MATTER WHAT! I WANT THE INTERNET! WHY CAN"T THE INTERNET WORK IN MY HOUSE? WHY? Okay, as you know, I am in my school's computer lab again. Again. Again. I hate it. Why? It is so boring. Please! Okay, I am just praying that I can go to a good Express secondary school. I must get 200 over marks for my average score. I must. I must. I must. I MUST!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;===========================================&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MEMORIES#5: (the day I finally took out my camera)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SPECIAL:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;s&gt;Lucky &lt;/s&gt;my dear dog&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y184/perfectionista/PP%20missionary%20Important/LUCKY01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y184/perfectionista/PP%20missionary%20Important/LUCKY02.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Huh? You want me to bite you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y184/perfectionista/PP%20missionary%20Important/LUCKY04.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"HUH?!! Stop taking photos of me!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y184/perfectionista/PP%20missionary%20Important/LUCKY03.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"(Ignore her.. act cool... )"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y184/perfectionista/PP%20missionary%20Important/LUCKY05.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, act cool.. I am cool..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;OKay, that's all. Ha ha, the other half of the day I was doing my homework. Very busy these days. SIGH!! So then, JA NEI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;Alyssa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;=========================================== &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I must say this is the end. I can't spend the whole day copying and pasting... am I so lame?! AHAHAHHAHAHA... I really got rubbish there, and I didn't know so many readers subscribed for that blog! WHO WANTS TO READ RUBBISH?? GOSH!!!! I am sure this will be rubbish to me when I grow up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-3778918097699095519?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/3778918097699095519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=3778918097699095519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/3778918097699095519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/3778918097699095519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/10/old-times-this-will-be-awful-long-entry.html' title='The Old times (this will be an awful long entry..)'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y184/perfectionista/PP%20missionary%20Important/th_LUCKY01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-4114279095154240595</id><published>2007-10-30T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T19:51:51.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>31 October 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RyftQ6z0KCI/AAAAAAAAANU/MhCNe09O6WY/s1600-h/glay.PNG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127327575704872994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RyftQ6z0KCI/AAAAAAAAANU/MhCNe09O6WY/s320/glay.PNG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RyfsFqz0KBI/AAAAAAAAANM/lO500x1T3JM/s1600-h/glay.PNG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IT'S HALLOWEEN!!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ASHES.EP IS OUT NOW!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BUY YOUR ASS OFF!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(P.S: Imagine a green little worm crawling out of your vegetables when you prepare them for dinner. It happened yesterday and I still don't believe Roald Dahl saying worms are good.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-4114279095154240595?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/4114279095154240595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=4114279095154240595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/4114279095154240595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/4114279095154240595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/10/31-october-2007.html' title='31 October 2007'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RyftQ6z0KCI/AAAAAAAAANU/MhCNe09O6WY/s72-c/glay.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-4794577690450017227</id><published>2007-10-29T22:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T23:11:36.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I got a cut on my finger.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RybFPqz0J_I/AAAAAAAAAM8/NTi7ZGEQb8Y/s1600-h/102907172847.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127002098788214770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RybFPqz0J_I/AAAAAAAAAM8/NTi7ZGEQb8Y/s320/102907172847.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin's dog went crazy yesterday as I was patting her and she was playing with herself. So scary. I was wondering why the teeth was pink.. (°ロ°)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sent my father back to China once again and I didn't know Budget Airlines was once just a big empty rectangular box and a few counters and one cafe there and a few benches on the white tile floor. Like, OH MY GOD, what kind of place is this? (笑)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate chilli crab and black pepper crab. It was superb, except that it was my first time eating crabs from the shell itself because when I was young, I usually depend on my mother on such things. ☆It is awesome, ne..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I shall forgive the black pepper crab for cutting my finger.. actually it is my fault for breaking its leg, perhaps it wanted revenge~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(P.S: I watched AN CAFE Kyu BondS movie and I really miss Bou. And that was the lamest show I ever watched. What nonsense, I say? Poor Teruki anyway.. KYUU!!! And yes, from now on, I shall do a daily comic showdown! MWAHAHAHA!!)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RybIGKz0KAI/AAAAAAAAANE/rAzUSPEPIQg/s1600-h/pearls2036667071030.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127005234114340866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RybIGKz0KAI/AAAAAAAAANE/rAzUSPEPIQg/s400/pearls2036667071030.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-4794577690450017227?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/4794577690450017227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=4794577690450017227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/4794577690450017227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/4794577690450017227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-got-cut-on-my-finger.html' title='I got a cut on my finger.'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RybFPqz0J_I/AAAAAAAAAM8/NTi7ZGEQb8Y/s72-c/102907172847.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-4868353338701203730</id><published>2007-10-29T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T00:25:42.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>POOF! TURTLE! POOF! DOG! POOF!~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RyV_xaz0J9I/AAAAAAAAAMs/IkgEzguDFnM/s1600-h/102907101858.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126644237818144722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RyV_xaz0J9I/AAAAAAAAAMs/IkgEzguDFnM/s320/102907101858.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate breakfast at the Bukit Timah Market and Food Centre and that is where the bird brains are cleverer than the other birds in other places.. ヽ(°ロ°;）/ It is very dangerous to leave your food alone on the table. The birds were eating some fried omelette that an old man left the table to buy Kopi-o. So sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to next year. Time passes by so fast, especially this year. I'm sorry for repeating myself but it is really true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want ayabie new mini album! Too bad I have no credit card to pre-order online! I want the DVD version if they have DVD version. &lt;strong&gt;GGRR&lt;/strong&gt;. (=_=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-4868353338701203730?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/4868353338701203730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=4868353338701203730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/4868353338701203730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/4868353338701203730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/10/poof-turtle-poof-dog-poof.html' title='POOF! TURTLE! POOF! DOG! POOF!~'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RyV_xaz0J9I/AAAAAAAAAMs/IkgEzguDFnM/s72-c/102907101858.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-8223468241463534854</id><published>2007-10-29T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T00:23:35.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't know why I keep posting...</title><content type='html'>I'm just posting something I used to post when I was primary 6 or something.. here it goes: &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126655890064418786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RyWKXqz0J-I/AAAAAAAAAM0/D5U7hRM2djI/s400/Frozen+zebras.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-8223468241463534854?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/8223468241463534854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=8223468241463534854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/8223468241463534854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/8223468241463534854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-dont-know-why-i-keep-posting.html' title='I don&apos;t know why I keep posting...'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RyWKXqz0J-I/AAAAAAAAAM0/D5U7hRM2djI/s72-c/Frozen+zebras.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-5242852465415933421</id><published>2007-10-29T00:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T23:15:36.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The moment has arrived.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:400;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:300;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:200;"&gt;K &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:150;"&gt;K &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am going to EL, MT/HMT, Maths, Bio, Chem, Comb Hum (H) and not forgetting the pure Geo..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~(;´д｀)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just speechless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sending my father off to China. And oh, my trip to HK will be the first time I ever sit on a plane!!☆ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-5242852465415933421?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/5242852465415933421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=5242852465415933421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/5242852465415933421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/5242852465415933421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/10/moment-has-arrived.html' title='The moment has arrived.'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-8575036160270481934</id><published>2007-10-25T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T23:16:57.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel heavy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RyDGKaz0J8I/AAAAAAAAAMk/D4BM0h-VT3M/s1600-h/102507204446.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125314258245265346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RyDGKaz0J8I/AAAAAAAAAMk/D4BM0h-VT3M/s320/102507204446.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I feel sooooooooooooooooooooo full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh check out the love for Jiro!~♥ &lt;em&gt;(not the chinese one, it's MY husband..)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tomorrow is the last day of school. (&lt;◤▵◥) &gt;And I'm sure I will finish playing Escape from Monkey Island on Saturday..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And as you can see, Kevin wants his photo to be removed.. so it is KINDA removed now...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And happy birthday my sister hope you love your presents and use it well! &lt;strong&gt;^_^&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;After all these years you wonder why I have been so bad to you. Now I tell you why:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;because I envy you. It seems like you have sooo many friends and people around in church or the outside world that just makes me feel like I'm an outsider. I'm really sorry. All this while I felt you don't need me. But perhaps you really do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-8575036160270481934?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/8575036160270481934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=8575036160270481934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/8575036160270481934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/8575036160270481934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-feel-heavy.html' title='I feel heavy.'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RyDGKaz0J8I/AAAAAAAAAMk/D4BM0h-VT3M/s72-c/102507204446.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-6011382162618243379</id><published>2007-10-22T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T00:21:45.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The second day of e-learning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/Rx2fczbicQI/AAAAAAAAAMc/WZB5N9VvRuE/s1600-h/102307150035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124427268208357634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/Rx2fczbicQI/AAAAAAAAAMc/WZB5N9VvRuE/s320/102307150035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHAT A BEAUTIFUL DAY!!~♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought I should at least get out of my house a bit! I was singing the Sound of Music once I closed the door. The hills are alive with the sound of music~ ♬♩&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clouds are so entertaining today! I bet tonight it will rain once again! If it doesn't, it will still rain the next day. And I hope I doesn't rain on Cross Country Run! I want to do my bunny office work before the deadline!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mmhmm... I must start doing it now! And tomorrow my father is coming back! I have to clean my table! And I wish Mao a happy birthday! (^3^)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My stomach is growling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-6011382162618243379?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/6011382162618243379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=6011382162618243379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/6011382162618243379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/6011382162618243379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/10/second-day-of-e-learning.html' title='The second day of e-learning'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/Rx2fczbicQI/AAAAAAAAAMc/WZB5N9VvRuE/s72-c/102307150035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-1754123152855951902</id><published>2007-10-22T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T20:45:34.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting for my Ice Milo</title><content type='html'>Ahh, the wind is so strong today! The clouds are moving really fast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the second day of e-learning, I still have problem with the stupid chinese lantern game. E-learning is so boring (;´д｀) I had to result to watching shows online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ayabie's PV preview is already on Aoi's blog. So nice! But mine's nicier! (☆_☆) I wonder if I will be a PV director for those osharekei (I have no idea how to do visual kei ones.. perhaps I must make the camera shaky or mmhmm..) andI bet all the fans will go "woah" and faint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if it is possible to finish my work by today and go out tomorrow. I wanna go and fly!!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-1754123152855951902?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/1754123152855951902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=1754123152855951902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/1754123152855951902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/1754123152855951902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/10/waiting-for-my-ice-milo.html' title='Waiting for my Ice Milo'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-8839871623746208065</id><published>2007-10-21T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T08:02:09.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How will vain people react when they have zits?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RxtmRzbicNI/AAAAAAAAAME/2un7uWPOgJM/s1600-h/102107081255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123801457113592018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RxtmRzbicNI/AAAAAAAAAME/2un7uWPOgJM/s320/102107081255.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;YESSH! I got back my MP3 player... however, it's now officially 2 GB!! WOW... I better fill it up with more stuffs now, and treasure it and make sure it doesn't have scratches that easily! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am coming up with a list of things that is a want, perhaps a need because the presents I usually expect have to be a need, but I will be also adding wants... (o・∀・o) come on, sometimes you must have something nice!~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I went to Kristy's house to celebrate her birthday. I never felt soooooo hungry in my whole life, I mean I didn't eat breakfast so my body felt so empty and weak, as if I was a zombie. Thank goodness I ate at least something. (^◇^;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I cut my hair. It's the first time I ever washed my hair at the salon. Wow.. I could feel the water trickling down my neck.. so ticklish!~ Oh well, I hope it grows, my hair looks terrible. I now look like T.M Revolution... (/゜ロ゜")ﾉﾞ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-8839871623746208065?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/8839871623746208065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=8839871623746208065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/8839871623746208065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/8839871623746208065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/10/how-will-vain-people-react-when-they.html' title='How will vain people react when they have zits?!'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RxtmRzbicNI/AAAAAAAAAME/2un7uWPOgJM/s72-c/102107081255.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-2917390032338556309</id><published>2007-10-19T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T09:49:37.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BLAH.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;NO PICTURE&lt;/strong&gt; I'm sorry.. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the example of stoning. And the example of Zi Qian thinking that I'm a parasite. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The school is going to end soon. I feel so sad to leave 2i4. There are so many great memories that cannot be erased and I'm sure we won't really be separated since our marks are quite the same. But still, some fun people will still leave us. That is so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hooray, Nicholas and Kevin will be coming to CHC. (^_^) YAY! Oh well... I supposed I have to go now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RxmWQTbicLI/AAAAAAAAAL0/Wge7L5kweR4/s1600-h/101907115518.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-2917390032338556309?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/2917390032338556309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=2917390032338556309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/2917390032338556309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/2917390032338556309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/10/blah.html' title='BLAH.'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-7842256178852697420</id><published>2007-10-19T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T08:04:38.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is my 100th post.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RxjEQzbicII/AAAAAAAAALc/LPSPIxRGx0M/s1600-h/101907143516.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123060369096601730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RxjEQzbicII/AAAAAAAAALc/LPSPIxRGx0M/s320/101907143516.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAH~ Potato chunks! (0_0;) Oh well.. I was just celebrating Jia Ling's birthday since it falls tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went to the library instead since watching a movie seem worthless.. and anyway the library is the best place still... that's what she said. I am just speechless. But actually, I don't mind. Because I love the library too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can say that it is my first time eating LONG JOHN SILVERS! (´ﾉ-ω-)ﾉﾞOh, how I love thr french fries! They are not that awesome, but simply better than Mac. Of course. The quality of Mac just... just... just... eek eww yuck bleh, 'cause it is abit TOO salty, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I bought Jia Ling her birthday present on the spot. Oh well...(笑) Tomorrow I shall look forward to the day I FINALLY brought friends to church! (*ゝ∇・) I feel just so happy! Lovely...★☆&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RxjHNjbicJI/AAAAAAAAALk/YDquZeVrrHY/s1600-h/101907160035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123063611796910226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RxjHNjbicJI/AAAAAAAAALk/YDquZeVrrHY/s200/101907160035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(P.S: I gave Jia Ling this as her birthday present.. it is better than the guitar model she wanted...)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-7842256178852697420?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/7842256178852697420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=7842256178852697420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/7842256178852697420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/7842256178852697420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/10/this-is-my-100th-post.html' title='This is my 100th post.'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RxjEQzbicII/AAAAAAAAALc/LPSPIxRGx0M/s72-c/101907143516.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-5932753848505313313</id><published>2007-10-18T00:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T00:53:54.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GGOOORRREEEE~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I'm frustrated.&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; I don't think it is right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sad. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Because it is soooo sad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am angry. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Because I cannot get A Maths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am nyappy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; I will still remain in Express.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;That I thank God for. For these four feelings, I just love Him. Oh yep, meeting Mr Lim tomorrow... yeah. Something to do with Christ or something like that. Oh well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-5932753848505313313?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/5932753848505313313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=5932753848505313313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/5932753848505313313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/5932753848505313313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/10/ggooorrreeee.html' title='GGOOORRREEEE~'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-2820279897698280177</id><published>2007-10-17T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T07:54:40.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PAINT</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RxYeXzbicHI/AAAAAAAAALU/B2p7d2emVzo/s1600-h/101707172216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122315020472053874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RxYeXzbicHI/AAAAAAAAALU/B2p7d2emVzo/s320/101707172216.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;AAAHH!! I am going to step on a puddle of white paint! （"/゜ロ゜）/ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Just kidding... I was playing with Jia Ling and Nisa and yeah, see the two twigs over there? They were playing.. I thought it will be nice if I put my ugly nerdy worn-out shoes like how I jumped when I found out I was going to step on paint. Phew~ Luckily I didn't. And we spent (dunno) how long, using twigs and playing and scooping the paint here and there. And I still got some white paint on my shoes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Today is my husband's birthday. OH YAY! I hope he received my letter just in time. I bet he is sleeping now, it is midnight in Japan. (丌_丌) I want to fly over and hug him! (丌_丌) Oh well... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Okay, I have to sleep. I think tomorrow is posting. Or is it not? I do not know, but I just cross my fingers and say my prayers, and yeah, God bless me. ^_^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-2820279897698280177?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/2820279897698280177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=2820279897698280177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/2820279897698280177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/2820279897698280177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/10/aaahh-i-am-going-to-step-on-puddle-of.html' title='PAINT'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RxYeXzbicHI/AAAAAAAAALU/B2p7d2emVzo/s72-c/101707172216.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-1504658719051437488</id><published>2007-10-16T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T08:05:36.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not horrible ranting or rambling</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RxTIsDbib_I/AAAAAAAAAKU/NoCN8myeJKY/s1600-h/thunderzombie.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121939335387705330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RxTIsDbib_I/AAAAAAAAAKU/NoCN8myeJKY/s320/thunderzombie.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;YO YO YO _______! Whaddup?! I see you readers are useless especially those you always tease GLAY by saying their name as GAY. Or Clay. This is not Clay Aiken, okay? That's right, I wanted to cry when I found out I just couldn't wait till midnight because I am just a particular girl who needs to sleep early and I rather break the rule and wait abit longer. The moment has arrived YEAHHHH!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;,,,,,,,&lt;br /&gt;_llllll_&lt;br /&gt;+*+*+*+*+*+&lt;br /&gt;}...................{&lt;br /&gt;+*+*+*+*+*+&lt;br /&gt;}__............__{&lt;br /&gt;/___\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Nice!! ^_^ Alright, it's showtime!:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121942681167228946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RxTLuzbicBI/AAAAAAAAAKk/StwwKWwLDAk/s320/JIRO.jpg" border="0" /&gt;AHHHH!!!! SCREAM WITH JOY!!! REJOICE IT'S MY HUSBAND'S BIRTHDAY!!! AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! WHAT A SPECIAL OCCASION!! WHO WOULD FORGET HIM??! I WILL CRY AGAIN IF I EVER DID!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RxTMyDbicCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/BhhwxZXZ6c8/s1600-h/1930454.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121943836513431586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RxTMyDbicCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/BhhwxZXZ6c8/s320/1930454.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Everybody say he is a ugly man. Oh well... I supposed people go their own tastes and that I also don't know why I love him in the first place. That day... will never be erased. The day I fell in love with him was like a never-ending...errrm... don't know, but you know, we love each other dearly and we are &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; those &lt;em&gt;WOO HOO&lt;/em&gt; kind that my sisters made me into while playing Sims 2. So stop your rumours!!!! GRRR!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121948294689484882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RxTQ1jbicFI/AAAAAAAAALE/5uvsqa0SvaU/s320/Jiro+and+who.jpg" border="0" /&gt; AND WHAT'S THIS???? WHAT IS THIS????!!!! GGGOOOOORRRRRREEEEEEEEE~~~~!!! Once upon a time, an innocent little girl was searching pictures of his husband. And then the first picture that appeared in the web search was this.... this...filthy..... jhfdjkFHUIROQFHUIVHCXJKBNhfdkjtlw merwjf letreyktyl;wu gtfhnuygsipyutiwpyutijhmsi.... Just kidding. Don't be worried. I just wanted to punch the screen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alright, the innocent little girl needs to sleep. I apologise that this post is really short and that I have been a lousy wife and since he got THAT woman over there, it really doesn't matter since he got THAT woman over there and I got my own very Sun Wukong Miku. GRRR. *lightning sparks shoot shoot shoot* Well, let's have peace for the moment, shall we? *sparks continue to fly fly fly* GGGGGOOOOORRRRRREEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!~&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121949712028692578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RxTSIDbicGI/AAAAAAAAALM/bG4noeWMsQk/s320/LOVE+JIRO.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-1504658719051437488?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/1504658719051437488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=1504658719051437488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/1504658719051437488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/1504658719051437488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/10/not-horrible-ranting-or-rambling.html' title='Not horrible ranting or rambling'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RxTIsDbib_I/AAAAAAAAAKU/NoCN8myeJKY/s72-c/thunderzombie.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-1523755147154321011</id><published>2007-10-16T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T07:22:16.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GOOOORRREE!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RxS8Hjbib-I/AAAAAAAAAKM/BSyKL2isf3o/s1600-h/101307133340.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121925514182946786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RxS8Hjbib-I/AAAAAAAAAKM/BSyKL2isf3o/s320/101307133340.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like playing the vampire theme that Sho used for his variety show and scream like him and all the lights go out and the red fiery flames will dance around the place. And I don't mind inviting Sunako along. I just want to shoot up to the sky and fly like a rocket. Sunako---&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121939537251168258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RxTI3zbicAI/AAAAAAAAAKc/QZdPySSdNQ4/s320/Sunako.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Even AN CAFE can't seem to cheer me up with the stupid MV today. What's with the bunny ears they are wearing? I know Miku loves me, BUT!!!! BUT!!!!!! This is ridiculous, I didn't expect him to be so mushy and wear this pair of bunny ears to remind me that I am a bunny. Righht.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very angry. GRRR.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It is irritating to know that, I, can get so low marks for history. It is frustrating enough. I just wanted to go to some dark corner of the classroom and cry and not listen to anyone and to heck of all the collecting of results!!!! AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!! I WANT TO CRYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!! I am so scared of the future. I am so scared of myself. I am so scared about my family's reaction when I exactly know what will happen but I don't want it to happen. No doubt. T_T This day, will forever be memorable. And the sky decided to cry for me.. (π_π) ありがとう地球、ありがとう太陽、ありがとう人生...&lt;/span&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/9036660568174229399-1523755147154321011?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/1523755147154321011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=1523755147154321011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/1523755147154321011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/1523755147154321011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/10/goooorrree.html' title='GOOOORRREE!!!!'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RxS8Hjbib-I/AAAAAAAAAKM/BSyKL2isf3o/s72-c/101307133340.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-775846951100179447</id><published>2007-10-15T04:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T05:09:18.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My dog is irritating me~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RxNVVjbib6I/AAAAAAAAAJw/qWygCXXmJH0/s1600-h/100907133032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121531030026743714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RxNVVjbib6I/AAAAAAAAAJw/qWygCXXmJH0/s320/100907133032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;FINALLY!! My poupee got some nice stuff to wear and this is the first time I ever saved up to 200+ ribbons! I am going to spend it anyway... =_= I actually saved it for the dark brown eyeshadow that costed 235 ribbons, but someone bought before me, so I guess my luck is just great today! (笑) Yeah right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if my dog sits faraway from me, his eyes are still FIXED on me. Mann... he is starting to scare me. How long can he stop getting so high?! (丌_丌)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my sister is still having rashes. Yeah. Oh well, I better be off to read some mangas and find more oshare bands and stuffs and wait for the 9.00pm show to air. Then I'll be off to sleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(°~°;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-775846951100179447?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/775846951100179447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=775846951100179447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/775846951100179447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/775846951100179447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-dog-is-irritating-me.html' title='My dog is irritating me~'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RxNVVjbib6I/AAAAAAAAAJw/qWygCXXmJH0/s72-c/100907133032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-9053217832865431894</id><published>2007-10-14T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T04:54:12.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't pity me~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RxJH_jbib5I/AAAAAAAAAJo/n3SM1s0ZvK4/s1600-h/101407165200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121234883441749906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RxJH_jbib5I/AAAAAAAAAJo/n3SM1s0ZvK4/s320/101407165200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just want to pity these creatures... (≠。≠；)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went to my grandmother's house, and we went to the supermarket. I didn't know how scary it was to go to the seafood area. Especially when you see real life frogs alive and kicking or jumping in the tank and it is really scary to see slimy snake-fishes. (丌~丌) You should have seen them. Those brown little long snake-fishes, sliding about in the tank. EEK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how the people can handle the frogs in the first place. How are they supposed to bring the frogs home? How do they cook it? Won't the frogs jump out of the boiling water? Are they going to chop the head first? GROSS. I can just die. Poor froggies. It reminds me of Roald Dahl's Witches, and the High Grand Witch or whatever shit wanted to do something to the children that turned into frogs. Oh yeah, she wanted to thrrow them out of the vindow and the seagulls can have them for vupper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose I have to go and rest my eyes and my head on the nice bouncy pillow of mine. And I shall thrrow the frogs out of the vindow and the crows can have them for early bird breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ψ(｀∀´)Ψ　Just kidding, I ain't got any frogs in my house. I will freak out if there was any. I will thrrow all the insects in my house out of the vindow and let the birds eat them instead. WOO HOO~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(P.S: Can't someone sell the dark brown eyeshadow in poupee? I need it badly!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-9053217832865431894?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/9053217832865431894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=9053217832865431894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/9053217832865431894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/9053217832865431894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/10/you-just-want-to-pity-these-creatures.html' title='Don&apos;t pity me~'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RxJH_jbib5I/AAAAAAAAAJo/n3SM1s0ZvK4/s72-c/101407165200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-8365699821046372823</id><published>2007-10-13T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T22:26:14.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Drawing near</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RxGl4jbib4I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vBOXcNmxQTY/s1600-h/101407125012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121056642298965890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RxGl4jbib4I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vBOXcNmxQTY/s320/101407125012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHECK IT OUT!! JIROOOO!!!~♥&lt;br /&gt;Aww.... I thought he really looked nice at the side, I purposely added the sunglasses or his ugly true self would be revealed. Really, I spent so long on making his face, but to no avail, his lips can't seem to be right, even his face shape. (π_π) Sims 2 is not that perfect you know. Although I can't wait starting a business then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dog is getting high once again.. so irritating. GRR. Now he is looking at me with lust in his eyes... And oh, I do wonder why he is shivering, and as my sister said, she saw blood coming out of his private part or something like that. Mann, can things get worse with this stupid old dog that is licking my legs and trying to make out? GRR. That reminds me. I better wash my legs now, or I'll have rashes. And that reminds me once again. My sister is having rashes for no reason. Perhaps because of yesterday's cha kuey teow? =_+ I know I spelled wrongly. GRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, later I'm going to visit my grandmama, WOO HOO!!~ I miss her soo much! (^_^) Alright, got to go grab my lunch now! And read some mangas...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-8365699821046372823?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/8365699821046372823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=8365699821046372823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/8365699821046372823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/8365699821046372823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/10/drawing-near.html' title='Drawing near'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RxGl4jbib4I/AAAAAAAAAJg/vBOXcNmxQTY/s72-c/101407125012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-6416666552392672473</id><published>2007-10-12T00:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T00:50:13.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Letter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/Rw8izTbib3I/AAAAAAAAAJY/_16e2-fDodc/s1600-h/101207134402.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120349566127992690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/Rw8izTbib3I/AAAAAAAAAJY/_16e2-fDodc/s320/101207134402.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finally finished up the card... you know, drawing, colouring, writing... (^з^)-☆ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went to the post office, and it was really my FIRST time going there to do something myself. I was like, trying to find a suitable envelope for my card and yeah, the brown one over there. The most funniest thing was when I was paying for the envelope, I said to the cashier: "Err.. if I was sending a letter to Japan, how much will it cost?" and then she said she needed to weigh the envelope and so I gave her the card and yeah, and she was like: "Wow, you drew this? You are so creative!" Yeah, thank you. \(⌒o⌒*) /&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So frustrating... I hate taking back exam results. I wanted to cry yet I can't, sigh~ Perhaps one day, I will rise, unlike now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-6416666552392672473?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/6416666552392672473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=6416666552392672473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/6416666552392672473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/6416666552392672473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/10/letter.html' title='The Letter'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/Rw8izTbib3I/AAAAAAAAAJY/_16e2-fDodc/s72-c/101207134402.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-2099275468004197837</id><published>2007-10-11T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T01:04:21.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams's over</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/Rw4tNDbibyI/AAAAAAAAAIw/EzDlQldU9tw/s1600-h/101107161635.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120079528649191202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/Rw4tNDbibyI/AAAAAAAAAIw/EzDlQldU9tw/s320/101107161635.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woah! (/=_=")/ Never seen a dancing skeleton before? It is time you saw one! This stupid skeleton was asking for trouble when it kept moving and moving that I had to do the hard way by grabbing its legs to take a picture of it. Actually, I went to the library with Jia Ling. It seem like a custom or tradition to go to the library after our exams. Oh well...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/Rw4uODbibzI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Q-X9iYIOsrQ/s1600-h/101107134120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120080645340688178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/Rw4uODbibzI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Q-X9iYIOsrQ/s320/101107134120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA-DAA!! I purposely spread out all the mangas. Jia Ling kept snatching away my phone. Thanks goodness I deleted the pictures she took of me. Oh, and she insisted on playing ARASHI songs in my phone and so we were hearing loudspeaker (no choice) and then she asked me if there was any songs to recommend. And at the same time, there was a group of boys sitting opposite, only that the book shelves separated us, yeah, they were trying to compete who can play the songs in the phone louder. It was abit lame, because Jia Ling attempted to put my phone at the book shelves to show off... And yes, so when she asked me about recommendations, I played the 200 Pounds Beauty song, Maria. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And guess what? Once the group of boys heard the chorus, they quickly played the chorus of that song, just to show off. And they made sure it was louder than us. GOSH! So funny.. I laughed like shit ass. Just kidding. Then Jia Ling said "oh my god" so I changed it to alice nine. since that ah bengs don't know. AHAHAHAHA!! They finally left after hearing alice nine. BLEH! Too bad! Gosh... Oh yes, got something to show you guys:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/Rw4v0Tbib0I/AAAAAAAAAJA/GYnijKir280/s1600-h/101107134639.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120082401982312258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/Rw4v0Tbib0I/AAAAAAAAAJA/GYnijKir280/s320/101107134639.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA-DA! That's Mikagami. And Recca's mother on the top. Check the new blue smiles on their faces. I am not the culprit. I was laughing my head off when I saw how ugly that Anzai or Azai, or the-manga-artist drew Mikagami, I can say he improved in his drawing from reading all the volumes, and someone had the cheek to SPOIL MIKAGAMI'S FACE!!!! But anyway, in this volume, the manga artist also drew Mikagami ugly, so the smilies were just add-ons to comedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well, I was late for piano lessons. I thought it was still 5 pm! I am so blur. Thanks goodness Qi Jie didn't come (he was my primary school mate and it is really concidental to know he take his piano lessons right after me... yeah the same piano teacher...) so I at least learnt something lah. ^_^ Oh well...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/Rw4xZTbib1I/AAAAAAAAAJI/mf0YcSw0O04/s1600-h/101107161225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120084137149099858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/Rw4xZTbib1I/AAAAAAAAAJI/mf0YcSw0O04/s320/101107161225.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(P.S: Love ani-manga... )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-2099275468004197837?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/2099275468004197837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=2099275468004197837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/2099275468004197837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/2099275468004197837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/10/examss-over.html' title='Exams&apos;s over'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/Rw4tNDbibyI/AAAAAAAAAIw/EzDlQldU9tw/s72-c/101107161635.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-4486010428878064797</id><published>2007-10-09T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T19:59:57.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On the road..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/Rww-_DbibxI/AAAAAAAAAIo/0Nj1oRNdLY8/s1600-h/101007095943.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119536129386901266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/Rww-_DbibxI/AAAAAAAAAIo/0Nj1oRNdLY8/s320/101007095943.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;YES!! I WILL PUSH ON! AAAHHH!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I must step ahead... I am sooo afraid of science even though today I had no trembling, no difficulty in breathing... and you only see me dancing in my chair while doing my work. =_= I know I'm lame. But...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Oh well... one more day left! ONE MORE!!! AND THE END!!! Okay, I must fight on! No retreat! FIGHT!!!!! AJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAAJA~&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/9036660568174229399-4486010428878064797?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/4486010428878064797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=4486010428878064797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/4486010428878064797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/4486010428878064797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/10/yes-i-will-push-on-aaahhh-i-must-step.html' title='On the road..'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/Rww-_DbibxI/AAAAAAAAAIo/0Nj1oRNdLY8/s72-c/101007095943.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-8333746384742270098</id><published>2007-10-08T21:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T21:58:21.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Clouds are especially white today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RwsGzjbibwI/AAAAAAAAAIg/MnibcAGyRDQ/s1600-h/100907122744.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119192884190539522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RwsGzjbibwI/AAAAAAAAAIg/MnibcAGyRDQ/s320/100907122744.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am studying my science now. And I shall tell you about my Maths paper today..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was sooooo SCARY!!! AAAAHHHHH!!!! I could not breathe during the paper. Okay, I am not joking. It happens when I am rushing myself and when I finally found a way to solve the problem and I will definitely rush myself and I could not breathe properly. I thought it was really scary and worse than yesterday's history's trembling hands. As if I had Parkison's disease. Oh touch wood..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so scared. So scared. And I wonder what will happen tomorrow. I must really write my notes now. Since Mr Potato Yeo is not yet anymore, I guess I have to go for a change. (´ﾉ-ω-)ﾉﾞ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;(P.S: Can't believe I am that evil to smash a big big black ant and he struggled to live so much that when a small red ant attacked him/her... you know, ants like this love to kill those insects that are going to die for food... even their own species.. yeah, back to the story, I was so angry so I waited for the red ant to fly backwards when the black ant hit it, I smashed it up like cigarette. The bus came, I don't know what happened next. But I'm sure the big black ant is okay..)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-8333746384742270098?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/8333746384742270098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=8333746384742270098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/8333746384742270098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/8333746384742270098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/10/clouds-are-especially-white-today.html' title='Clouds are especially white today'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RwsGzjbibwI/AAAAAAAAAIg/MnibcAGyRDQ/s72-c/100907122744.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-2037406923905974540</id><published>2007-10-07T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T00:25:58.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I thought my heart would stop</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RwnaKDbibvI/AAAAAAAAAIY/UM5HlndpIUQ/s1600-h/100807110831.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118862317737635570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RwnaKDbibvI/AAAAAAAAAIY/UM5HlndpIUQ/s320/100807110831.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RwnYUzbibuI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/obxQatxFdPE/s1600-h/100807110831.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The sky looks soo beautiful! I took a train back home. And realised I took the wrong train. (笑) How can I be so careless? No wonder I went to Chinese Garden. I went to Westmall to take a shuttle bus and found it so scary as it looked especially dark inside. I freaked out when I found out the shuttle bus was not coming. (π_π)(Actually it was really nice to sit there waiting for the bus as the wind kept blowing.. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History was okay.. Can't say it was excellent because I didn't know the time and my speed of writing was the same at the speed of heart beat. Not normal heart beat. My heart was like,&lt;strong&gt; BOOM BOOM BOOM&lt;/strong&gt; and then I was writing like a maniac. And when we were asked to put our pen down, my hand was shaking as I continued to write to finish the sentence. My heart feels so nervous.&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/9036660568174229399-2037406923905974540?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/2037406923905974540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=2037406923905974540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/2037406923905974540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/2037406923905974540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-thought-my-heart-would-stop.html' title='I thought my heart would stop'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RwnaKDbibvI/AAAAAAAAAIY/UM5HlndpIUQ/s72-c/100807110831.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-176416054012946406</id><published>2007-09-27T22:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T22:49:04.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My head hurts</title><content type='html'>perhaps for thinking. I was thinking what was the question talking about. You see, my chinese is horrible and it is difficult to understand words unlike other students. Here's the question: (not exactly correct, due to my horrible chinese)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your overseas friend written a letter to you about your school's &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;_________&lt;/span&gt; so write a letter back to your overseas friend, and tell him about your school's &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;_________&lt;/span&gt; and what &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;_________&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;______&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;_________&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;_________&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was what I looking at. The blanks were the ones that I didn't know. I knew in my heart that I supposed to write something about my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;_________&lt;/span&gt; but I have NO idea what it was. So I kept thinking. So I decided that I should do my composition first and come back later. Then, when I finished my composition, I looked back at the question. And I still didn't know what I should do. I thought it was some sport activities, or class subjects, or how the teachers teach the subject, or how the school days are being carried out. I was like, SHIT!!! So I spent about 40 minutes sitting there, looking around, looking at the clock, looking out of the window, looking at my paper, sleeping, sitting there, drawing chibi characters on my paper that were screaming in agony, wrote a poem about my onion breath that made so hungry as the onions smelt SO NICE I cannot resist myself. (I ate onion bread in the morning and even if I close my mouth, I still smell onion.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I said to God, "God. GIVE ME WISDOM!! GIVE ME KNOWLEDGE!!!" Then I slept on the table again. Then I said once more, "Once again I know you are there beside me and I have no idea what the question is talking about and I know the time is running out and I don't have a dictionary, and I guess I have to write it down before the time goes out. Oh God, tell me it is alright to write that it is some CCA thingy.. because it doesn't seem like CCA but it does seem like CCA. You are the only one who can tell me it is going to be alright." So I waited for a moment, then I said, "I am going to write, going to write, going to write!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I started writing. Even if it is correct, I will surely fail that one. Because I was writing crap and I didn't know how to write choir in chinese, and I wrote SYF as xin jia po tong xue jie. Which means Singapore Student Festival. It is a bit lame I know. I'm gonna fail!!!! AAHHHH!! My Paper 2 too! The comprehension MCQ was sooooooooooooooooo difficult that I wrote everything as one one one one one one one, because there wasn't any time. And the complete the sentence and the zao ju... that I will definitely not pass. AND OMG! One of the words was one I tried to remember, but I couldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now what? Wait for the results and sink into the ground. Oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(P.S: And I was correct. It was CCA. Even clever people like Kevin or Lai Si thought it was enrichment and after the paper we were asking each other and those wrote CCA felt so sad and you hear SHIT here and there while the people who wrote something else rejoice that we wrote CCA. Haha, stupid Kevin. And then my chinese teacher came in during the break, saying it was CCA. I'm not lucky, God helped me. But as I said, I wrote nonsense, so I will still fail but at least I didn't write enrichments like Kevin.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-176416054012946406?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/176416054012946406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=176416054012946406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/176416054012946406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/176416054012946406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-head-hurts.html' title='My head hurts'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-4998753054904604175</id><published>2007-09-24T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T00:10:13.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Close your eyes</title><content type='html'>and open your mind and experience the whole new world, and you are still holding your spoilt mp3 player that has a blank black screen but you still can hear the music playing, only that you can't see Miku dancing around in the video because the mp3 player screen is spoilt for no reason. It happened a few weeks ago when the screen starting getting dimmer and dimmer like the dark clouds invading the bright sky. Then BAM, when I switched it on and the screen wasn't working. So irritating! I WANNA SEE MIKU!!! Grrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Exams are coming. English is on Thursday so I guess I can just hang out around the computer for the moment to dress my poupee, and then POOF! I'm off to study!~ I guess... So yeah, I have to go.. BYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ME&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-4998753054904604175?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/4998753054904604175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=4998753054904604175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/4998753054904604175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/4998753054904604175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/09/close-your-eyes.html' title='Close your eyes'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-8449366090419829794</id><published>2007-09-21T00:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T01:12:51.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Friday once again</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112557112473579122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RvNzmzbibnI/AAAAAAAAAHY/JKuEdtXjVhM/s400/Miku.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Everytime I want to end the week quickly, the closer it comes to exams. WHY IS THAT SO??! Why must they bring the exams nearer by one week? It is too fast! But on the second thought, that means another week of holidays. That's great. I shall rot then and then I shall study. Come on, next year Secondary 3 leh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel so happy right after seeing Miku.. Gosh, Bou is gone! WHY? WHY?! At least Sun Wukong still stays. AHAHAHHAHA! So nice... 流星ロケット... I can't bring myself to like Takuya or Yuki. Because Bou is irreplaceable! (*#&amp;amp;^$&amp;amp;^@#!! Why.... okay, I shouldn't cry over spilled milk. BUT WHY??! Oh well, I can say that I must make/force myself to be very stressed so that I will study. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112557945697234578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RvN0XTbibpI/AAAAAAAAAHo/rnTdxoDMp8g/s400/kanon_01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I have NOOOO idea why I am still so relaxed.&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RvNz-zbiboI/AAAAAAAAAHg/-cZjL-yDVWM/s1600-h/kanon_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sitting here, doing nothing. Just typing. Why am I sooo relaxed? Perhaps I should do it the hard way. I must go back to the Golden Days where I dance around and sing as I do my work. It really works. I know it. And now I must do it. Without food. No more fried chicken wings. No more potato wedges. No more shitty stuff. I shall just... JUST... JUST!!!!!! Sing and study. Alright, let's prepare some blank cds and start burning. MWAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA!!! MUST STUDY!! MUST STUDY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RvN5kDbibsI/AAAAAAAAAIA/AhSUnKhwwUs/s1600-h/teruki_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112563662298705602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RvN5kDbibsI/AAAAAAAAAIA/AhSUnKhwwUs/s400/teruki_01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh well.. I can say that I can play the computer everyday but I still must study. A few more days left. OMG. OMG. See the deadline? So near and yet I'm so relaxed! Why? Why? As if I had no emotions. No no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AN CAFE NEW SINGLE:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-CD-&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.流星ロケット&lt;br /&gt;2.恋のディペンデンス&lt;br /&gt;3.流星ロケット(instrumental)&lt;br /&gt;4.恋のディペンデンス(instrumental)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-8449366090419829794?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/8449366090419829794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=8449366090419829794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/8449366090419829794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/8449366090419829794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-friday-once-again.html' title='It&apos;s Friday once again'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RvNzmzbibnI/AAAAAAAAAHY/JKuEdtXjVhM/s72-c/Miku.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-3204034059144806219</id><published>2007-09-14T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T08:40:39.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Just in Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;GLAY &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GLAY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GLA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Y GLAY!!!!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/Ruqq09qtvnI/AAAAAAAAAHA/SCpLgYbT80g/s1600-h/Ashes+EP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110084554088889970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/Ruqq09qtvnI/AAAAAAAAAHA/SCpLgYbT80g/s400/Ashes+EP.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;＜収録曲＞&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;M-1. ASHES -1969-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;M-2. ROSY&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;M-3. SORRY LOVE&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;M-4. MOTHER NATURE'S SON&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;10/31 RELEASE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(P.S: I know I am going to faint. See my husband there? OMG...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-3204034059144806219?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/3204034059144806219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=3204034059144806219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/3204034059144806219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/3204034059144806219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-just-in-love.html' title='I&apos;m Just in Love'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/Ruqq09qtvnI/AAAAAAAAAHA/SCpLgYbT80g/s72-c/Ashes+EP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-1118581417446778054</id><published>2007-09-07T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T08:36:09.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAIRSPRAY!</title><content type='html'>I wanna have hairspray! I AM CRAZY!!!!! I really thank God for this day. Okay, spoiler warning &lt;em&gt;hor&lt;/em&gt;! I feel like Tracy now. T_T Now I have a problem. When I was watching the movie, I could really relate to Tracy. I was like Tracy, except I wasn't fat and I can't dance like that. And I can totally, really, absolutely relate when it comes to Zac appearing on the screen. I mean Link, whatever his name was, when Tracy and Amanda screamed when dancing in front of TV in Tracy's house, and I felt like screaming too. I was hearing the sound of bells too... I was falling in love like Tracy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!! NO WAY!! ZAC? A BIT CRAZY HUH??!! T_T Oh no... It was so nice to see him wink. When I first saw him, I was like, "Hey? Very familiar... Who huh?" Then I thought for a while. Oh? Zac Efron from High School Musical? Gosh, what's wrong with the Kan family? Liking guys that are so old for my age? I should be liking people like Daniel but eeewwwwww - I think I will jump over the cliff if I ever liked him. Don't you understand? Jiro (my husband, Yoshihito Wayama) is 35 years old already! Miku is already 23! SAME AGE AS MY BROTHER! And don't add Zac Efron in.. he is one year older than my oldest sister. And yessh, my second sister was screaming during the movie, so irritating. People are trying to enjoy the show! Yeah, she was screaming because she thinks Zac's hot? T_T Oh noo.... I must agree that love is blind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I must resist myself from liking Zac. This is toooooooo much. This is crazy! NO! NOO!! I MUST NOT LIKE HIM!! AAAAHHHHH... now I am smiling to myself. Sicko. Just kidding. I WANT TO WATCH HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL 2 NOW!!! NOW!!! T_T Okay, better end this entry before I get more sicko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RuFuZ9vEvnI/AAAAAAAAAG4/zryPwX9IZA8/s1600-h/Hairspray+01.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107484844762644082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RuFuZ9vEvnI/AAAAAAAAAG4/zryPwX9IZA8/s400/Hairspray+01.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really. I swear that I actually felt a bit of jealous when Tracy kissed Link. T_T Not because of Zac, because her dream came true. AARRGGGHH. Now teenagers are so weird. Of course people want their dreams to come true. Why am I a teenager? Can't I be older? That will be better. I bet I won't be that bad if I was older. =_= But, I will still have to go through the teenager stage. Must we really go through the teenager stage? Mannn... can't the teenagers be as lively as Hairspray and not be emo? So irritating you know! Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(P.S: And I can't stop thinking about Zac/Link winking. Big, blue, eyes? =_= Or is it green? Oh noo.. No, no,&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;no,no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;,no..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(P.S.2: [not Play station 2] I wanna watch The Invasion with Nicole Kidman inside. WAHH!! AWESOMEE!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RuFty9vEvmI/AAAAAAAAAGw/QZG0FYk3m40/s400/LOVE!!!.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-1118581417446778054?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/1118581417446778054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=1118581417446778054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/1118581417446778054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/1118581417446778054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/09/hairspray.html' title='HAIRSPRAY!'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RuFuZ9vEvnI/AAAAAAAAAG4/zryPwX9IZA8/s72-c/Hairspray+01.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-1645548974081027589</id><published>2007-09-07T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T08:08:11.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, that's it?</title><content type='html'>This is one of the  day in the year.  Well, I can say that I started when I was going for the outreach in my cell group, yep, to watch a movie, HHAIIRSSSSPRAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYY!!!!! And that, I will talk later. So I was praying hard I won't be late because of the stupid jam. Really. I was sleeping for soooooo long and I realised I was still at the same place. It was horrifying. I thought I would miss the movie and say goodbye. Thanks goodness I prayed and prayed and prayed and I was not late. Perhaps you can say - just in time.&lt;br /&gt;   And then so the movie ended and it was going to 4 pm and I had to rush home for tuition. And apparently, the bus kept breaking down. At first, I was like, "SHIT!" and then I prayed and prayed and prayed again and again. I don't know why, even if the bus breaks down, the driver will start the engine again and again to make it move. And it seemed to me as if God's hands weere moving. Guess? OF COURSE HIS HANDS ARE MOVING!! I mean perhaps he was putting me to a test, that there was a heavy rain all of a sudden and my heart almost jumped out of my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;   So I said to the Holy Spirit. "Holy Spirit, it looks like a heavy rain. I don't think I am going to wait for the stupid rain since I got a tuition to run for and I really need to go home. So I don't care - I am going to run in the rain. Or rather walk." And then, a few minutes later, the rain stopped when it was going to be my bus stop. So I walked and walked and walked and walked to my house, and started to find my stuff to prepare for my tuition and found out I left my workbook at my friend's house. I got the shock of my life.&lt;br /&gt;   So I took out my foolscap and started doing my work or else my tuition teacher will think I didn't want to do my homework. So I was like, mannn... Then my mother called, and blah blah blah and my grandmother asked me to call my mother again because she was frustrated with the maid so I was like, AARGGGHHH I NEED TO DO MY WORK!!! But still, I called, and blah blah.. then my mother said, oh your sister and I are going to Orchard Road later. You want to come? Then I was like, I got tuition! So I said I see first. Then I went back to my room to do the work again and the phone rang again.&lt;br /&gt;   I was so frustrated, you know. But I just ran to the phone and it was my mother, calling to explain to my grandmother about the maid. Then my grandmother called me after talking to my mother, and I was like, oh my God the tuition is going to start! And my mother was on the phone asking if I could make it to Orchard. I was like, I will ask my tutor. And then I went to the room and sat down on my chair. And the phone rang again. So I had no choice, so I answered the phone and it was my tutor, reporting that she was sick. Then, I heaved a sigh of relief. Of course, it is normal for people to do so!!&lt;br /&gt;   And I tell you this is not a joke. Not when I prayed for the bus to come quickly, it came just in time for me. And also today I received this paper from a man. I don't know why he gave me, but apparently it was related to God. I tell you something, that time when I was going home from school, knowing my father will be at home, and apparently at that time I had a grudge against him for being annoying. I just don't know why. Then this lady suddenly approached me and gave me a paper. Then I was like, huh? So I read the paper (it was about God too) and one thing is that it was also about fathers. I still keep the paper. It is about this father telling his son that he will save his son no matter what danger it was.&lt;br /&gt;   And so, it was about the father saving the son when the son was trapped with his classmate underground because there was an earthquake and the school, was like, of course destroyed. So the man's son was trapped inside but the man didn't give up. He used his bare hands to dig the soil and in the end, he saved his son of course. Yep, that's all. And usually I receive things like this, is at the time when God wants me to know something. I'm sure He wants me to read the message and understand. Today a man suddenly gave me the paper when I was walking. I thought what. =_= Yep, today's paper was that to ask me to go to church and be saved. And I was wondering, am I not safe?&lt;br /&gt;   But, there was something there. There was something always related to me. The message that Jesus wanted to tell me. The first one was:&lt;em&gt; Do not harden your heart as Jesus knocks at your heart's door. OPen your heart to Jesus and you will pass from death to life.&lt;/em&gt; You can go and check &lt;strong&gt;John 5:24&lt;/strong&gt;. The second message was that:&lt;em&gt; For by grace are ye saved through faith, and that not of yourselves: iy is the gift of God not of works, lest any man should boast. &lt;/em&gt;And I bet Jesus purposely put this here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IF YOU REALLY MADE JESUS YOUR LORD (KING). THEN ACT LIKE IT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Read the Bible everyday to get to know Christ better.&lt;br /&gt;2. Talk to God in prayer everyday.&lt;br /&gt;3. Come to Church for Sunday Worship, Prayer Meeting and other fellowship gatherings.&lt;br /&gt;4. Tell others about Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;5. Obey Christ's command and be baptized.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Then I was like, errrrr...... okkkkk... Well, it is still related to me. There's a feeling. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ME&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-1645548974081027589?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/1645548974081027589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=1645548974081027589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/1645548974081027589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/1645548974081027589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/09/oh-thats-it.html' title='Oh, that&apos;s it?'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-2215906737674941587</id><published>2007-09-04T22:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T22:55:24.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing...</title><content type='html'>The Versailles. AHAHAHAHAHA!! So let's take a look:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/Rt48UdvEvlI/AAAAAAAAAGo/nfqnzLxfpjc/s320/versailles1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let me introduce them: (from left to right) Jasmine You, Teru, Kamijo, Yuki, Hizaki. The reason why I am putting them here, is because I want to let the "boys" see. So you readers see Hizaki, (especially the guys, please look carefully...) IT'S A GIRL!!! Isn't she sooo pretty? It is unbelievable but she is really a girl. She plays the guitar, yep, and you cannot imagine how well she plays it, it's a girl playing the guitar! I LOVE her solo guitar, maybe you should check her out. Haha, I can't stop thinking. So pretty, right?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just kidding. He's a guy. HAHAHHAHAHAHAHA!! You think what? HAHAHAHAHA!! But he is really pretty in this picture. ^_^ Don't worry, I didn't even think that he was a girl at all. Oh well, you can hear their song at my side section, so here's the lyrics. And I can't stop at it, you think that they are singing Japanese, of course they are not. HAHAHAHAHA:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm proud of them.&lt;br /&gt;Pleasure like fear.&lt;br /&gt;It's a night when the moon laughs at lover.&lt;br /&gt;The time has came for you.&lt;br /&gt;I will resurge and shouts and bites.&lt;br /&gt;Stay away! do you want to go with me? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;They called it... "The red carpet day"&lt;br /&gt;The floor covered by delicious looking roses.&lt;br /&gt;The time has came for me.&lt;br /&gt;I will resurge.no control!&lt;br /&gt;Poured crimson adomiration into... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our clan's blood will not stop forever.&lt;br /&gt;If you wish, I would become a rose.&lt;br /&gt;Our clan's blood is a lifetime lover.&lt;br /&gt;stay,choir of sorrow and pains. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My dearest descendant,&lt;br /&gt;Please stab my belly.&lt;br /&gt;oh so again&lt;br /&gt;Please stab my heart.&lt;br /&gt;The time has came for me.&lt;br /&gt;I will resurge.no control!&lt;br /&gt;Poured crimson adomiration into Holy Grail. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our clan's blood will not stop forever.&lt;br /&gt;If you wish, I would become a rose.&lt;br /&gt;Our clan's blood is a lifetime lover.&lt;br /&gt;stay,choir of sorrow and pains. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;kioku no naka no akai chi wo bara ni kaeteita&lt;br /&gt;hibiku　Her shout and Choir &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our clan's blood will not stop forever.&lt;br /&gt;If you wish, I would become a rose.&lt;br /&gt;crimson adomiration into Holy Grail.&lt;br /&gt;stay,choir of sorrow and pains.&lt;br /&gt;kioku no naka no akai chi wo bara ni kaeteita&lt;br /&gt;hibiku　Her shout and Choir &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The time has came for us.&lt;br /&gt;long time sleep passed.&lt;br /&gt;The world turns in hand of descendant of the rose.&lt;br /&gt;Our clan's blood will not stop forever.&lt;br /&gt;stay,choir of sorrow and pains.&lt;br /&gt;Our clan's blood is a lifetime lover.&lt;br /&gt;Without you,would be gone Far away...&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-2215906737674941587?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/2215906737674941587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=2215906737674941587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/2215906737674941587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/2215906737674941587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/09/introducing.html' title='Introducing...'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/Rt48UdvEvlI/AAAAAAAAAGo/nfqnzLxfpjc/s72-c/versailles1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-7808081179643769495</id><published>2007-09-03T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T21:12:51.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping Days</title><content type='html'>But I intend to stop shopping at Poupee. So anybody who wants to join Poupee, ask me to invite you, so you will get 30 ribbons (which is money in Poupee for you to buy clothes). If you just anyhow sign up, you won't get the money. So ask me to invite you, yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ME&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-7808081179643769495?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/7808081179643769495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=7808081179643769495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/7808081179643769495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/7808081179643769495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/09/holidays-are-shopping-days.html' title='Shopping Days'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-8993962890008502584</id><published>2007-08-31T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T22:30:13.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicken Pie!</title><content type='html'>It was sooo delicious that I ate it with enormous bites and it seemed big that I have to munch during class. It was fresh from the oven with peas that I don't like, but it's lucky that they don't have taste. Tasted like potato. I feel so sad, Mrs Toh is not here anymore. I really thank her for the chicken pie. She keeps saying that Shan Jin will be able to eat the chicken pie because Shan Jin didn't bring her stuff for Home Economics, but it doesn't matter to Shan Jin since Shan Jin is a vegetarian and she can't eat chicken pies. So it is still the same, ne?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I finally watched Hotel Rwanda. What a nice story. And I was only 1 year old then. If you guys don't know, Hotel Rwanda is based on a true story about this guy named Paul, saved many Tutsi cockroaches during the civil war in Africa, 1994. Oh well... I supposed you should go and watch while I go hear the soundtrack. It's sad they didn't really win any good awards. T_T But it doesn't seem very nice like the Pianist. That's what I think. It is like, my class can laugh about the radio speaking, "We must wipe out the Tutsi cockroaches.." Perhaps the cockraoches part was funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Oh well... Guess I got to go and bathe. GOT BIBLE STUDYY!!! BY CHERYL!! WOW!!! What is happening? Man... When yesterday the cell group was talking about, oh Cheryl give bible study blah blah blah... and then today Cheryl is giving me Bible Study. Very funny. Just kidding. Byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ME&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-8993962890008502584?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/8993962890008502584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=8993962890008502584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/8993962890008502584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/8993962890008502584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/08/chicken-pie.html' title='Chicken Pie!'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-3086599724387553678</id><published>2007-08-28T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T07:21:52.605-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh I almost forgot:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DADDY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You are the best person I ever known in my whole life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm glad you're my father.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-3086599724387553678?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/3086599724387553678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=3086599724387553678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/3086599724387553678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/3086599724387553678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/08/oh-i-almost-forgot.html' title='Oh I almost forgot:'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-1331529503991635798</id><published>2007-08-28T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T06:40:11.004-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Blood</title><content type='html'>Red Moon. Today. At 5.23 pm. And because of me. You'll get to see it. See my greatness? MWAHAHA. If my kids are reading this in the future, they will be like, "WOW!! RED MOON!!" Come on.. it is nothing really!! ^_^ Give me your thanks... later. MWAHAHAHA. Okay, here's the pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RtQf-NvEvfI/AAAAAAAAAF4/v5eFl__EYNg/s1600-h/IMG_0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103739431417069042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RtQf-NvEvfI/AAAAAAAAAF4/v5eFl__EYNg/s320/IMG_0016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sorry about the blurness. It was because I got trouble switching on the camera. And I was so excited so I wanted to take a picture straight away. This picture was taken from the streaming video from Springbrook Research Observatory. I was thinking, am I seeing an orange??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RtQhLdvEvgI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ToF2afY9msI/s1600-h/IMG_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103740758561963522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RtQhLdvEvgI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ToF2afY9msI/s320/IMG_0011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This one was taken from the Talbot Observatory. And I was wondering, why is it yellow? And in fact, the video had background voices unlike the other two. It is damn noisy... which leads me to the other one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RtQh4NvEvhI/AAAAAAAAAGI/uwhIR5p39D0/s1600-h/IMG_0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103741527361109522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RtQh4NvEvhI/AAAAAAAAAGI/uwhIR5p39D0/s320/IMG_0010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This one came from the Southern Cross Observatory. The moon seem, like some rotten mould. Oh nooooo...... T_T&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND TIME PASSES BY...&lt;/strong&gt; you see the moon turning a bit and someone clicked the camera preset settings to make the picture look sharper. And then now, because the moon changed a bit.. it looks more interesting.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RtQjDNvEviI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/xuNuP99QGgI/s1600-h/IMG_0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103742815851298338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RtQjDNvEviI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/xuNuP99QGgI/s320/IMG_0013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;From the Springbrook Research Observatory...looks like a nicier orange to eat, I was discussing how cute the moon is with Su Mei (and I shall give my thanks for her reminding me of the moon today) and I said I wanted to eat it. Impossible...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RtQjyNvEvjI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HEfnCJizjfQ/s1600-h/IMG_0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103743623305150002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RtQjyNvEvjI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HEfnCJizjfQ/s320/IMG_0015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let's see what is happening in Talbot Observatory. It seemed like there are dark clouds covering the moon itself. I had to wait for so long... because the first time I saw it covered with the clouds I laughed like shit and forgot about the camera. And then I woke up from my senses and quickly switched on the camera but it was too late. So I waited for it to come by... and this was how it came out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RtQkyNvEvkI/AAAAAAAAAGg/vFvWTONhHpc/s1600-h/IMG_0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103744722816777794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RtQkyNvEvkI/AAAAAAAAAGg/vFvWTONhHpc/s320/IMG_0017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;   I'm afraid to say that this is the last picture of the day... you can see that the Southern Cross Observatory was looking at the ugly side of the moon. How sad. Alright, got to goooo...... ^_^ JA NE~~ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~ME&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(P.S: Photos are taken by me during 5 something. Then I went to do my work...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-1331529503991635798?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/1331529503991635798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=1331529503991635798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/1331529503991635798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/1331529503991635798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/08/blood.html' title='The Blood'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RtQf-NvEvfI/AAAAAAAAAF4/v5eFl__EYNg/s72-c/IMG_0016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-940044950610461402</id><published>2007-08-27T06:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T07:23:14.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Bloody Hands</title><content type='html'>JUST KIDDING!! It is just strawberry juice, with a sweet-smelling aroma of candy floss. And it is damn disgusting.. because I thought someone dunked some red cloth disgusting yucky thing under my table, when actually it was my white Home Economics apron, turned orange red. T_T (Need to buy new apron) and then because I left it under the table wrapping up a plastic box of strawberries. And it happened that somewhat the starwberry was leaking (and I don't know why.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I took the bento set (I wrapped it up like a bento) and took off the apron, it happened that there was dust.. grey dust. So I look into the plastic box of strawberries, there weren't any strawberries but dust. And the weird thing is the middle of the box (was dust of course) in a circular shape and it was white dust. WHITE!!! While the dust surrounding the white circular dust was grey. And I looked closely (my usual habit. I LOVE OBSERVING) I saw that the grey dust... the end of each dust (=_=) had a dot, as if it was fungi. But it can't be fungi because it looks soft and dusty like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Zi Qian took the bento set to examine and I saw that my book was strawberry reddish. Actually, pinkish. So I screamed. COME ON!! I HAVE TO SCREAMMM!!! MY BOOOOOKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And then so Zi Qian saw what he done (I didn't know what he done) and put back the bento set at the same position. 0_0 HORRIFYING!!! AAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!! Thanks goodness it's over... I didn't mind to have strawberry candy floss aroma on me.. ^_^ Too bad I washed it away. WAIT!!! Maybe the dust was hand-made candy floss!! MMHHMMMM~~~ NICE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, have to sleep. Gosh.. how long did I write? =_+ Alright... goodnight!! POUPEE!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ME &lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y184/perfectionista/Doggy-1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y184/perfectionista/Hearts.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y184/perfectionista/Ramen.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y184/perfectionista/MUACK.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y184/perfectionista/Bus-1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-940044950610461402?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/940044950610461402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=940044950610461402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/940044950610461402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/940044950610461402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-bloody-hands.html' title='My Bloody Hands'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-4630988907535755182</id><published>2007-08-27T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T07:27:15.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poupee Poupee!!~</title><content type='html'>I have been like some garbage girl who wears anything I have. So I dressed up my little cute Poupee for fun. I went shopping and got some items. Oh well... can't say they are very nice, at least I got some clothes rather than having yucks. So let's see the showcase yah?: (unfortunately I also got three clothes so I will be putting them into different things so it looks different. T_T I feel sooo poor.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103372271842803090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RtLSCtvEvZI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Yo99SZ21zGM/s320/Poupee+1.png" border="0" /&gt; See? This I bought for a few ribbons. My sister said if you see something nice, then buy it straight away. I can't help it! I was finding cheaper price but it seems this was the only one... T_T So I bought it. It is okay, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RtLSg9vEvaI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/arBExCcBt-E/s1600-h/Poupee+2.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103372791533845922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RtLSg9vEvaI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/arBExCcBt-E/s320/Poupee+2.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Summer Wear. I was thinking of the blue sea and so this was it. I love the shoes. Nice ribbons.. and guess what? I only got 1 ribbon left (apparently ribbons in poupee is like money..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RtLTBNvEvbI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jDTlHai3zJc/s1600-h/Poupee+3.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103373345584627122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RtLTBNvEvbI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jDTlHai3zJc/s320/Poupee+3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T_T No handbag for this wear. But it was really nice. Very simple. See? I am garbage girl, my fashion sense went bad. Not really. Not when the clothes weren't the ones I wanted. I wanted the big big shirt with the big lettering and blah blah blah... You will know what I am talking if you read Teen Vogue. Somehow. ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RtLTptvEvcI/AAAAAAAAAFg/JiesHKq_hno/s1600-h/Poupee+4.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103374041369329090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RtLTptvEvcI/AAAAAAAAAFg/JiesHKq_hno/s320/Poupee+4.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was the first outfit I had when I went shopping with my sister. Not bad for a beginner. HEE HEE.... Okay, next....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RtLU3NvEvdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/gE3EJ3N_wMU/s1600-h/Poupee+5.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103375372809190866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RtLU3NvEvdI/AAAAAAAAAFo/gE3EJ3N_wMU/s320/Poupee+5.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The last picture and the end of this entry. My current outfit. I have nothing to do, so I keep changing for fun. Maybe someone should transfer some fashion sense in me. HAHAHAHA!!! Garbage girl garbage girlllll......... ^_^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~ME&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(P.S: Can't play the keyboard today...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-4630988907535755182?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/4630988907535755182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=4630988907535755182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/4630988907535755182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/4630988907535755182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/08/poupee-poupee.html' title='Poupee Poupee!!~'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RtLSCtvEvZI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Yo99SZ21zGM/s72-c/Poupee+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-1964851386958707080</id><published>2007-08-25T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T21:19:10.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To all the people out there</title><content type='html'>who likes to put stickers on your card to cover your face (ez-link, or NRIC...etc), you are dead. You better remove those stickers on your face or your card will get confiscated. (･д･*) Oh well... I have known many who put Spongebob or Garfield on your picture. Don't be so ashamed of your photograph, who cares if you look ugly? Even the bus driver don't care!! Of course he DON'T CARE!! 0(=ω=)0 Oh well....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I must record on the release dates of the singles that I will watch out. Mmhmm.. Let's see:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[09/05]&lt;/strong&gt; 嵐 - Happiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[09/26]&lt;/strong&gt; ayabie - ユビサキ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[08/29]&lt;/strong&gt; Utada Hikaru - Beautiful World/Kiss &amp;amp; Cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[08/29]&lt;/strong&gt; K - Birth of Treasure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[10/24]&lt;/strong&gt; alice nine - TSUBASA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[10/31]&lt;/strong&gt; GLAY - Ashes.EP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[10/31]&lt;/strong&gt; MUCC - ファズ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm... That's it. 0(・θ・)0 Oh well.... I can just say I love mornings. It is so beautiful to see the sun position go here and there and the amostphere is cool and all is quiet (except for the fish tank.) and you can just sit at the window and sing (unfortunately I did not, but I was tempted to do so but I had no voice because I sang my heart out yesterday in church.) so I was making MVs instead. That, you can figure out what I'm talking about. Oh yeah? O-H space Y-E-A-H. Oh yeah. 0(＾。＾)0 Ha ha, playing with the keyboard.... ０（≧ⅴ≦）０　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now it is starting to be cold here.. the sky really cannot control its bladder. But if only the wind will blow harder then I can make a better MV. =_= Okay, got to study... ０(´Д`)０&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;～ME&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-1964851386958707080?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/1964851386958707080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=1964851386958707080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/1964851386958707080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/1964851386958707080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/08/to-all-people-out-there.html' title='To all the people out there'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-5466670036486084558</id><published>2007-08-22T04:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T04:53:23.388-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a day...</title><content type='html'>I love Home Economics. I assure you that last year my projectwork was ruined and I got the group to lose some marks. But now, because I am the leader... I suppose this year's projectwork is much better. Because if there is no leader like me, I bet the whole group will slack. Because of me, I force evrybody to at least to do something, although I was the one who do most of the work. It is nothing actually, since I will get the marks for that. Well, so now look at the beautiful foodies!! All because of my beautiful suggestions!! Beautiful words make beautiful things too!! (And here I shall stop boasting.. about myself of course):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101487674553056594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RswgAtvEvVI/AAAAAAAAAEo/LW0Nh76cM-c/s320/The+Deli+DuRoti.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHHAHA!! This dish is called "Deli Du-Roti". Meaning, Delicious Durian (ice cream) Roti Prata. Isn't it beautiful? Don't it look appetizing for teenagers to eat? Oh beautiful beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RswhANvEvXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/DX-AycS58BA/s1600-h/Just+Roti+John.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101488765474749810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RswhANvEvXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/DX-AycS58BA/s320/Just+Roti+John.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is my beautiful "Just Roti John". Look!! THE POCKY!! AHAHAHAHAHAA!!! So funny but it is delicious okay??!! It is really nice, since we used garlic bread.. so got more taste. (If you turn the picture upside down, you can see the in the middle the strawberry and the kiwi is like a face. HAHAHAHAHA) WOO HOOO!!! So happy. Home Economics made my day... ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(P.S: If you think thesetwo dishes are unprofessional, it is. We are just minor people. You need not care about us. We just need the marks.)&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/9036660568174229399-5466670036486084558?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/5466670036486084558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=5466670036486084558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/5466670036486084558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/5466670036486084558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/08/what-day.html' title='What a day...'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RswgAtvEvVI/AAAAAAAAAEo/LW0Nh76cM-c/s72-c/The+Deli+DuRoti.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-2939063949060815251</id><published>2007-08-17T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T10:37:52.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Olala</title><content type='html'>YES!!! The final exam is done. It's finished. HOORAY!!! And just now, I decided to release my steam by hitting cartoon characters in the game called Black Knight, which I played in miniclip. Thank goodness, or I will feel so sad. Now I know what I want for my birthday. A handphone. A better handhone than what I have now. As least it must be better. And it must have the MP3 function since my sister is using my MP3 player... and I feel so lifeless without it... and everyday when "he" comes home from work, I can't control myself but to kiss him. =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... I am so tired... YAWN!! And people, does it mean when you hang out with guys that means they are my boyfriends? Ha ha very funny. But you guys do that same, so those are your girlfriends/boyfriends, right? HAHAHAHAHA!! So funny... Guys, this is all lame. Sigh... you see, when it is people's business, then it's their, so don't interfere and they don't inference into yours. For my case, do you even need to care? It is just a childish act, whatever you guys are saying. What stupid rumours, when it is so obvious that it is not true. Well, let me show you something:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099717967638478146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RsXWeNvEvUI/AAAAAAAAAEg/kQRz1jQf6_8/s320/Spongebob+butt.gif" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Start hearing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.freewebtown.com/vanitae/Squidward%20is%20stupid.wav" width="145" height="30" type="text/html; charset=UTF-8" loop="false" autostart="false"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.freewebtown.com/vanitae/Patrick%20can%20laugh.wav" width="145" height="30" type="text/html; charset=UTF-8" loop="false" autostart="false"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(P.S: Just now when I didn't know the player would start by itself, and my computer lacked... making the sound play again and again and again. And it's totally hilarious when it  comes to hearing this kind of thing.)&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/9036660568174229399-2939063949060815251?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/2939063949060815251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=2939063949060815251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/2939063949060815251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/2939063949060815251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/08/olala.html' title='Olala'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RsXWeNvEvUI/AAAAAAAAAEg/kQRz1jQf6_8/s72-c/Spongebob+butt.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-2736340356926720632</id><published>2007-08-14T03:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T04:10:41.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Equations are not that simple</title><content type='html'>when you first look at it. But soon, after practising everyday, you will have confidence in it. A few seconds ago I was really confident for tomorrow's paper and now I'm not. I have been pulled down. What happened now? My friend said the mock exam will be like the exam tomorrow and my class didn't even have the mock exam AT ALL!!! And now? Know nothing we never learnt of? GRRR. But I don't need to worry, because Mrs Low won't betray us. We still can study... it is our decision now. Tighten our belts.... UFOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Take anything you want. Take anything you want. Take anything you want. Spare me my life. Spare me my life. Spare me my life. And it is not funny. This kind of thing won't help the girls out there in Asia, to be saved. It seems like a never-ending torture. I felt so sick, I felt so sad... I suddenly wanted to sing.. I see your true colours shining I see your true colours that's why I love you... WHY??! WHY MUST THE WORLD BE SO UNFAIR? WHY MUST THE MEN BE SO ASS THAT THE GIRLS MUST SACRIFICE THEMSELVES WHEN THEY DON'T WANT TO??! I am so sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Now I think of a song that the girls can sing. Think, what do you feel that you are sent off to a brothel when you supposed to be working in a restaurant and when you lost your virginity, you are sent to the hospital with the boss to sew up your thing again and again after every time you are "molested" by guys. Or maybe, get a sleeping drug and find out you already lost your virginity on your birthday, to an official's  son who has your virginity for his birthday.. (apparently the official son and the girl had the same birthday..) Now, you understand. Guys guys guys. Why? Sigh~ This, I shall not forgive. Not yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Anyway, got to eat my dinner!!! WOO HOO!!! So hungry.. MWAHAHAA! Alright, JA NE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ME, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;nyappy always...love Miku!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-2736340356926720632?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/2736340356926720632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=2736340356926720632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/2736340356926720632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/2736340356926720632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/08/equations-are-not-that-simple.html' title='Equations are not that simple'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-4626601056970846655</id><published>2007-08-10T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T09:37:48.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I wonder how Japanese watch TV</title><content type='html'>Gosh. They really got nonsense here and there. And I wonder if they laugh when they see a video like this. HAHAHAHHAHA:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0W1VY4b9IQQ" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I was just showing this because of my sister who seems to be interested. Okay, now for another one... Human Tetris. HAHAHAHHAHAHA:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0bK63uSTTNs" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Oh well... This video.. as what I know, is a english lesson. A group of people will sit there and watch the video and if they laugh, they will of course get punishment. And yessh, some "people" watch it before... so now it's your turn... wwoooo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/e-2QuwaWxDo" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-4626601056970846655?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/4626601056970846655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=4626601056970846655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/4626601056970846655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/4626601056970846655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-wonder-how-japanese-watch-tv.html' title='I wonder how Japanese watch TV'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-5657978076312231912</id><published>2007-08-08T03:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T01:52:55.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So Message:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ndp.org.sg/trailer1(auto).html"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096280250490184466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/Rrmf4vZOYxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/fakarAC5xu0/s320/ndp_videosplash_web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;marquee scrolldelay="150" direction="up"&gt;&lt;center&gt;NYAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY DEAR DEAR SINGAPORE!!!&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to not be supportive after many years&lt;br /&gt;You won't end up with tears&lt;br /&gt;Sorry again for I forgot 'bout you&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know you were 42&lt;br /&gt;because I thought I saw the 43 advertisement before&lt;br /&gt;so I thought you were 44&lt;br /&gt;Forget what I just said&lt;br /&gt;I promise I won't hurt you again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ME&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-5657978076312231912?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/5657978076312231912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=5657978076312231912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/5657978076312231912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/5657978076312231912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/08/so-message.html' title='So Message:'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/Rrmf4vZOYxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/fakarAC5xu0/s72-c/ndp_videosplash_web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-205396952877760360</id><published>2007-08-08T03:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T03:42:39.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell me today was a failure</title><content type='html'>and someone stepped on the waffle machine's wire and the waffles machine fell on the floor, laid there with the broken pieces here and there. And tell me how did the principal came to try and repair it and also why did Yang &lt;em&gt;Lao Shi&lt;/em&gt; come to cook too? And tell me why the waffles seem as if it is &lt;em&gt;chao da&lt;/em&gt; and it didn't seem right before the machine even cry out in pain? WHYY??? THE WAFFLE???????????? MY FAVOURITE WAFFLE???!!!! Gosh. But today was better than last year's national day celebration at school. Don't know, perhaps better. I promise I'll join Talent Quest for fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tell everyone they shouldn't sing songs that they can't sing properly and songs that don't fit them. But still, sometimes I have stage fright. Still, don't you think performing is so nice? Being on stage and with the audience watching is a really great pleasure. I miss those days when I was practising hard for the concert and the day that I dance with my friends. It wasn't any normal concert. It wasn't in school. Of course you may not know, maybe you can ask my family or Claire. Oh Claire, when will I see you? During September 1? It's been a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you fail to remember me because I &lt;strong&gt;think&lt;/strong&gt; you were trying to forget all about primary school. You said you won't forget me, and of course I'm sure you didn't because when I approach you you will be like, kong kong, and "Are you Ruihua?". And everytime I approach you it will always be that I just cut my new hairstyle and you are like, "OMG!! WHY YOU CUT LIKE THAT??" Sigh. See guys? I'm missing my primary school once again. I wish I was young again. Everyone wants to. Except those who want to forget their past. Isn't it great? You don't know anything and you come out the world and say, "Wow, this is where my life starts." That's me. I always think that. ^_^ In case you don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why I try to be all I can be as a youth and behave like one before I can't. And one day maybe my kids may want to read this blog and say, "My mum's life is so interesting!" HAHAHAHAHA!! Butt ass shit. ^_^ I just want to be true to my heart. I want to stay young in my heart even if my body is old and rotting. I just want to paint my own colour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ME&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-205396952877760360?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/205396952877760360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=205396952877760360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/205396952877760360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/205396952877760360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/08/tell-me-why-today-was-failure.html' title='Tell me today was a failure'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-2726414081834558451</id><published>2007-08-06T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T07:25:28.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I keep updating because</title><content type='html'>my life is too interesting. Today, just now I was just carrying my dog away because my tutor was scared of dogs so as I carried him he didn't seem to mind. But when he was going to reach the floor he growled and when he touched the floor he turned around and bit me on the arm. It was painful, yet numb and my sister have the cheek to even scold me when it wasn't really my fault. I WAS HELPING HER TUTOR (apparently my tutor was once her tutor for her Sec 4 year) TO GET THE DOG AWAY AND THE DOG DIDN'T REALLY DO ANYTHING AND NOW SHE SCOLDS ME??! Come on, the dog can be also unhealthy or sick (whatever you call it) but maybe she will understand once she becomes a mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When that happens, perhaps she can try caring for her children and love them. And if they get hurt she will panic like what my mother did just now. If it wasn't my mother, perhaps I wouldn't even live. God created me, yes, but she born me too. I feel so hurt and I felt like crying and she was the only one there to hold my arm. Even when the time the dog bit my lip she was the only one there. Just for me. So you guys better start loving and appreciating your mum more. Maybe you think your mum is worse than mine, maybe not. Think again. You can sometimes never understand what they feel. The money you are using everyday for allowance, the electricity you use on the computer or TV or anything, the phone bills, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those were paid by your parents. Perhaps you wouldn't even care since it is not your money. But it's their. The one they work so HARD for. The one they work for so their children will lead a better life. That's it. Maybe you guys better think before doing anything that can hurt your parents. One day when your parents go bankrupt, it may be also because of you. Sigh~ What's all this about parents? Do I even care? Yes I do, and I'm not lying. Just now at the doctor's, my mother kept bombarding me with questions. And at the same time I was thinking about what I read the day before in KC Gan's blog. Let me show you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know grace is for the undeserved... But should we live an ugly sinful life to&lt;br /&gt;show how beautiful God is?Praising God while I live my life as an insult... is&lt;br /&gt;that grace?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;This is part of his entry. I was thinking, is this really true? Or what? If this is true, then all this that happened is because of Him, or is it the devil? Who's it now? I'm so confused. Like I am falling in the maze. And trying to find my way out but there are always spiders asking me riddles in the middle and what if I can't answer correctly? What will happen? Will I die? Will I be disqualified from the contest I'm in? Could someone tell me? I need an answer, I've waited for so long. Yet nothing's done, nothing happened at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it is a bit difficult on moving my arm. And everytime there is a problem in the tuition that we have to pause here and there. It is a bit annoying. And I was thinking, is there any difference between leg and arm? If there is none, that means the injury doesn't matter since the wound seem the same as the one I got on my leg (that time I climb up the ladder to my bed the dog bit me and thanks goodness I don't sleep upstairs anymore). And after everything, I decided to ask my mum to buy Mango cake for my sister. Anyway got to go. Bye!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ME&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-2726414081834558451?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/2726414081834558451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=2726414081834558451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/2726414081834558451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/2726414081834558451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-keep-updating-because.html' title='I keep updating because'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-6897833165243675544</id><published>2007-08-03T11:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T11:05:40.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>^_^</title><content type='html'>Finally I succeeded on the stupid blogskin that I will use for a long period of time no matter what because I keep changing and changing and that's not good, so I shall make this everlasting. Today was okay, did SO many posters and PEPS have the guts to say it's ugly and the other classes are better. Oh come on, I have no colour pencils! Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   So nice... made waffles to prepare for the charity bazaar with Kevin and Han Bin. It needs improvments, too bad I don't belong to the waffle group. Oh well... Got to sleep, LOOK AT THE CLOCK!!! So late already... YAWN!! Just kidding, I just drank Teh-Bing so I am still awake. Ha ha, just kidding. My eyelids are going to close now. Goodnight. And sweet dreams. (And I hope I enter my fantasy world tonight like yesterday! The story was so nice! Stupid alarm clock woke me up and it was the interesting part....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ME&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-6897833165243675544?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/6897833165243675544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=6897833165243675544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/6897833165243675544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/6897833165243675544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title='^_^'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-2696572701866335831</id><published>2007-08-02T04:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T05:10:32.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I want back my time</title><content type='html'>even if time waits for no one. Chiaki Chiaki Chiaki!!! =_= Today was quite dramatic when I suddenly became a bit mad because of Home Economics. Why? I am always doing all the work. When can someone be a bit more harkworking like me (I rather have projects than homework.. you can chat.) so that we can work hard together? And yes, I admit I was trying to try my acting skills to act as the mad Kevin. HAHAHAHAHHAHAHA!!! Anyway, my thanks to Mr Lee K.W because all the science teachers are my favourite, and you are very kind to let me use your laptop in the staff room, as well as relax at the same time when the soothing instrumental music playing softly beside me... so now I know how teachers work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The behind-the-scenes. All the chatteriinnggggg.... so noisy. Thanks for the beautiful music, you are just like me Mr Lee. JUST KIDDING!! I promise I'll treat you better on Teacher's Day. It's great to know you. And especially Mr Potato Yeo. Sigh~ Are you sure you are now teaching in some polytechnic? SURE??! When it was just days ago you left, it seemed like a lifetime. Sigh~ In case you guys don't know, Teachers' Day is on the 1st of September so that is why I am thinking of teachers now. Sigh~ And I was wondering why people be so disgusted about the babies being deformed or disfigured because of abortion. It is a true fact, get it? Accept it or not. And it is soooooo cool and interesting. I didn't know it was really true until I saw it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not? I just show you one picture then:&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;(WARNING!!!!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RrHIePZOYvI/AAAAAAAAAEI/vELoi2IFcUI/s1600-h/Poor+Lifeless+Babies.png"&gt;Click Here then if you're &lt;u&gt;BRAVE&lt;/u&gt; enough&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting? That's why, now the guys must understand it is not good for the women to abort when it is their mistake in the first place. It is such a pity that women is weaker in this kind of things. As if the guys controlled the whole world. =_= So that was today's science lesson, watching this video called Silent Scream. Oh well... Now my brain is full of chinese wordss... let me study....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ME&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-2696572701866335831?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/2696572701866335831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=2696572701866335831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/2696572701866335831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/2696572701866335831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-want-back-my-time.html' title='I want back my time'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-964235095258053773</id><published>2007-07-31T03:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T05:14:50.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Blackout</title><content type='html'>just in the morning when I was preparing for school. It was not funny at all, I went to the toliet, and I sat on the toliet bowl to do my business, then I opened my eyes. And everything was black. I couldn't see a thing. I was like, oh my god oh my god what is happening? Then so I tried to ignore the fact that I can't see a single thing so I put on the shower cap to go and bathe. But it wasn't any better, I kept spinning around and I can't walk properly at all that I hit my head on the shower tap. I was so shocked, I thought I will end up like my sister, being blind and have to go operation to regain my vision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks goodness it wasn't like that. I had giddiness that's why I didn't go to school. Now my sisters are making fun of me because I shouted for my mum for help in the morning. "Mum? Mum! I can't see! MUM!!!" Yeah, something like that. Come on, what am I supposed to do when this is the first time in my life that everything went black for nothing?! So don't blame me for being so helpless. And yes, so I went to sleep again and woke up again to go see the doctor and my vision was like... someone used Microsoft Photodraw or Photoshop that I couldn't even see my sister's pimples or my mother's eye pupils... (HAHA!) and when I went on the bus I can't even see where I was walking and the chairs were plants in the bus because they were green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAHHHH!!!! It was so scary that I didn't even want to close my eyes or I will end up like the blackout. Oh well... It was so scary. Anyway latest news: My sister just lost her hard disk at school. Gosh, thanks goodness I noticed it. Or else.... But maybe it is a bit too late, since she is at home and can't do anything but wait for her teacher to SMS her. Oh well... 20 GB!!! GONE!!! HER CA GONE!!!!! Oh well... Next time she should check everything before she leaves. ^_^ And now she is playing all the screaming hard metal songs. But it doesn't seem to help her, she is screaming too because the songs are not screamy enough. Oh well... Now I know that the songs she listen are not screamy enough. If I were to listen to hard metal they MUST really be screamy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it is a bit too late. Because I love jazz now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ME&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-964235095258053773?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/964235095258053773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=964235095258053773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/964235095258053773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/964235095258053773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/07/blackout.html' title='A Blackout'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-1554969827607657715</id><published>2007-07-30T00:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T00:45:46.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>Headache. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Today's exam was a bit head squashing. I racked my brains like shit. I was thinking, what kind of sister am I that I don't know the influences of the television... something something young people - my sisters are from mass com. What a let-down. I'm so sorry. Oh well.... Later I have tuition. This doesn't look good once again. T_T Now I am crazy. Truly crazy. So don't disturb me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-1554969827607657715?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/1554969827607657715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=1554969827607657715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/1554969827607657715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/1554969827607657715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-2788634366460676829</id><published>2007-07-29T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T06:40:32.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT A DAY!!!</title><content type='html'>and I did nothing to be officially prepared for exams. Still I can say I cried two times today. One, for Harry Potter because I read it over and over again and I can't seem to overcome my admiration of Snape, he is such a great man. I LOVE SNAPE!! Even though he seems hateful and him for being the half-blood prince. But that helped Harry to do well in Potions! Oh well... because yesterday I couldn't cry (yesterday I finished the book two hours after midnight) because it was too sad that I didn't cry. I was too....too.....sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   And time waits for no one. Neither it goes for me. SIGH~ What a nice movie.. YESSH! I finally had time for Toki no Kakeru Shoujo! Yes, it was a damn damn damn nice movie. I cried and cried. Oh well, if anyone is listening, I will now only accept people from the future now! I will also have a boyfriend from the future! A handsome one of course. Like that guy... err.... I apologise for forgetting his name but I don't care.. because he is too handsome. ^_^ Oh well, so yes you must watch that movie because I cried meaning it will be a good movie! HAHAHHAHAHA~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Now thinking of Harry Potter and his stupid Deathly Hallows I felt something was amiss, and do you know why? Because they weren't at school studying but doing all those dangerous stuffs, so it was very different. Oh ha ha ha. And oh! Did I tell you? On friday in the morning (last friday of course!) I was preparing myself for school and everyday there were buns on the dining table waiting for me to eat them. But I didn't want to, still I had to. So I was walking to the dining table then I thought I should tie my hair first so I walked passed the dining table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   And guess? I saw something brown on my buns. So yes, I thought it was some decoration on it. You know I like my food to decorated but no one decorates food at my house. So I was like, okayyy... Then I decided to have a good look at it to see whether the decoration is nice. Yeah I agree it's nice. Very nice. When the decoration was a cockroach sitting very happily on my little nice bun. I could see the bun was going to finish already. You can imagine how long it stayed there to eat. And how it crawl over to the table from the garbage bin - un.noticed. 0_0 Gross. Well, can't blame me, my life is too interesting. Gosh. But I didn't ask it to be too interesting. HAHAHAHHAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   If I was my sister I bet I would scream then. But again I'm not very scared of cockroach. I was being angry for the cockroach for eating my bun. My only breakfast. So unfair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(P.S: Animals didn't choose to die. They don't even know whether they ARE going to die. Especially insects. They die without notice.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-2788634366460676829?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/2788634366460676829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=2788634366460676829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/2788634366460676829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/2788634366460676829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/07/what-day.html' title='WHAT A DAY!!!'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-356652941151578878</id><published>2007-07-25T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T00:38:49.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;My hands are freezing in the cold.&lt;br /&gt;The rain, on my head it decided to fall on&lt;br /&gt;Watching my dreams unfold&lt;br /&gt;the world doesn't revolve around anyone&lt;br /&gt;So I decided I will run&lt;br /&gt;Run, run for&lt;/em&gt; the homework I need to finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! Noticed the last line? Hee hee, I was laughing for no damn reason. I wonder why. Because I was singing the words and then suddenly, "the homework I need to finish"? Oh well.... Today is really freezing cold, and it fits my mood for today, gives me time to act moody and growl. Ha ha, just kidding. Stupid Kevin still haven't lend me the Deathly Hallows. COME ON!!!!!! YOU ONLY GOT 10 PAGES LEFT!!! HOW CAN YOU READ SOOO SLOWWW????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saying that you're imagining the movie, doesn't mean you take that long... T_T HOW LONG??! TOMORROW HAH! Oh well, now I got to study once again! I finally got the homework machine switched on again! But yesterday I slept on the table because of the drowsy light, and the sleepiness. Oh well, can't blame me. Anyway, got to practice my piano too! JA NE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(P.S: Noticed I changed the blogskin again? GLAY GLAY GLAY!!!!!!&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; and later will be AN CAFE&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/9036660568174229399-356652941151578878?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/356652941151578878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=356652941151578878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/356652941151578878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/356652941151578878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-hands-are-freezing-in-cold.html' title='&lt;untitled.&gt;'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-6456674818321658417</id><published>2007-07-24T02:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T00:39:42.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I pity my 40-year-old virgin dog</title><content type='html'>because he gets molested everyday and he doesn't mind! Especially when my mother molest him, he seems to like it more. EEEEEE. Oh well, sad for him. Oh well, now my dog is waiting for me to give him some hotdogs. How irritating. Sometimes you really have to give in to him because he have this stupid cute cute look and it is as if he is trying to be Puss-in-boots from Shrek. If he sticks out his teeth like Donkey, I may consider not to give him. Alright, I give him two - I'm such a kiiiinnnnddddddddddd soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just surfing the net to find high-quality MVs, and it seems impossible. T_T And just now I was so ever happy because I clicked on AN CAFE Myspace, and there it was - THE AN CAFE MYSPACE!!!!!! AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!! Then Miku wrote a blog entry in the blog like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nyappyo(≧∀≦)o It's me Miku. Today we had the Teruki night live in Sendai. We totally had fun.I was so happy that all the fans looked excited! Was everybody okay? nobody feeling not well or anything right? coz it was so hot you know. Yeah, actually it was too hot for me too. Felt dizzy a little bit. I wanted to get soaked up in water but I was too shy to do that.lolI'm a chicken Mikusuke(ノ_＜。)I'll overcome being a chicken till the next performance. All the people in Sendai, thank you so much(&gt;_&lt;)oh, and thanx for the letters and presents too.I'm in the car right now so I can't see yet but when I get home I'll open up for sure. Next live performance is in Hiroshima, but we have a photo shoot so right now, we are actually on our way home to Tokyo. I gotta do my laundry and I have to pay the bills too(&gt;_&lt;)oops, and my rent tooΣ(Ｔ▽Ｔ; guwaaaabye nyappy-o(≧∀≦)o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Oh well, I say it is soooo cute. But I wonder if they translated it from the Babel Fish or what? But sometimes I don't think so. Because where got such thing as "coz" or "thanx" or "lol"? Or maybe he asked someone who is in good in english to write that. Still, I rather believe it was Miku who wrote it. Awwwww.... what a clever guy... He knows his english better than Shou! ^_^ So clever....... HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAH!!!! I'm also a chicken Mikusuke. HAHAHAHHAHAHHA!!! Okay okay. Anyway, report to the Ninja Secret Society =&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;there are news for today. Great juicy secrets. Call you later. ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So yes, got to go study for real. Or else I have punishments and that is not very nice. T_T WHYY?? How am I supposed to turn on my homework machine when my stupid Relax Choya machine is jammed and continues to work and never shut down? Gosh, I need to call the repairmen later. So yes, JA NE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(P.S: I allow Miku to call his fans (including me, HEEHEE) "Cafecco With Love". And yes, what a nice name. I know that you don't know what I'm talking about. So ignore this if you don't understand. I am just giving my boyfriend some permission. HEEHEE) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-6456674818321658417?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/6456674818321658417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=6456674818321658417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/6456674818321658417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/6456674818321658417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-pity-my-40-year-old-virgin-dog.html' title='I pity my 40-year-old virgin dog'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-3807750670927115648</id><published>2007-07-21T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T23:13:26.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PART 1 - READING ALOUD</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;In this passage, a girl writes in her diary on how dramatic her life can be. By just watching a movie.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I WATCHED PAN'S LABYRINTH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SO NICCCEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!! Gosh, when can I stop breaking the laws? I know I'm not NC16 but I don't see why I can't watch. It is so nice, despite all of the gore (I'm not Nicholas Lam) and it is really nice, this movie. It will scare your guts out of you. MWAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA!! You guys better watch, WOO HOO!! I love Ofelia, I love Ofelia, I love Ofelia, I love Ofelia. She is so pretty. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She is so pretty.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;She is so pretty.&lt;/span&gt;. ... .. .. .......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-3807750670927115648?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/3807750670927115648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=3807750670927115648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/3807750670927115648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/3807750670927115648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/07/part-1-reading-aloud.html' title='PART 1 - READING ALOUD'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-6303261443380394902</id><published>2007-07-20T03:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T04:11:38.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday is great, but don't remind me of the new timetable..</title><content type='html'>Grr... why must they changed the timetable???! It is so horrible now! The Fridays are such a horrendous bore. =_= I will never live. AAAAHHHHH!!!! I'm dead I'm dead! Sigh~ Oh yeah, today got what homework hah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Today I was walking to the bus stop, and saw my little junior from my primary school also walking beside me. I don't know if he knows me, because when I was Primary 6, he was Primary 1. But I still remember him. No matter what. Sigh. I was wondering if I was still in primary school, my FT will be teaching me, and the PSLE will be worse. Thanks goodness I'm over that stage. HAHAHAHA!! Oh well...... Still, I wish all the young kids and including the young adults aka teenagers including myself, and people who still wanna be kids, GOOD LUCK ALL OF YOU! Love you guys! We are the future! We will lead the way in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   ALRIGHT!! So work hard! Even though you are so stressed and all! And don't be emo because it's not funny! GRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!! Okay, I finally wrote it  off my chest. MWAAHAHA. Feel awesome. Thinking of primary school, I was wondering about my primary school friends. How are they? How are you people! And thinking of that, reminds me of Rika. Sigh. I am still having delusions of grandeur. Won't it stop? Still, since she transferred school, it seems different. She's not there anymore. But I look forward to seeing her! ^_^ Alright, got to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   My hands are sssoooooooooooooooo tired. I'm full of happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(P.S: &lt;strong&gt;Status:&lt;/strong&gt; Married to Yoshihito Wayama, but still having a boyfriend, Sung Min. Pending boyfriends, Miku and someone I forgot the name.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-6303261443380394902?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/6303261443380394902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=6303261443380394902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/6303261443380394902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/6303261443380394902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/07/friday-is-great-but-dont-remind-me-of.html' title='Friday is great, but don&apos;t remind me of the new timetable..'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-7688864003948262613</id><published>2007-07-17T02:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T02:46:40.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Take the A train</title><content type='html'>Thanks, my brother, for letting me watch Swing Girls!! You're best! Now I'm crazy about jaxx once again. Oh well.... do you have the OST? You want it? 'Cause I have it!! HAHAHAH!! Just downloaded.. Oh well... so you better tell me if you want. ^_^ Now I got to wait for another month for my father to come back from China again. Oh well, as least it is just a month. A MONTH??! Oh man.. common test................ dead. DEAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Don't worry, I promise I'll be fine. Somehow. Hee hee. Dududududududuuuuuu.... DADA!! =_= Oh well, now hearing Swing Girls once again.. man.. why do my brother have to mess up my brain??! Oh well, perhaps he should watch Waterboys if he didn't. Because it is almost the same, because it's hilarious. You watched it already, did you? HAHAHHAHAHA!! Alright, got to do my homework, because I MDHN, meaning Must Do Homework Now. Oh well... I supposed you can say that. T_T Alright, JA NE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ME&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-7688864003948262613?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/7688864003948262613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=7688864003948262613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/7688864003948262613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/7688864003948262613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/07/take-a-train.html' title='Take the A train'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-6314404116383409542</id><published>2007-07-15T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T01:03:27.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wake up on Sunday Morning</title><content type='html'>with my mother scratching my nose to wake me up. Don't be disgusted! Because she's like that. What a mother who wakes you up in a very weird way. She said she was also scratching my armpits, I don't believe her. BLEH~ Ha ha, I finally fixed this stupid blogskin of mine. FINALLY!!!! I'm so nyappy.. I wished to put AN CAFE, but maybe next time huh? I still waiting for their single too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Well, can't believe tomorrow's school. Because these two days seemed like holidays as my father came back from China. And really, today I ate KFC for breakfast. So crazy. But I don't think he will stay? Will he? Aiyo. what can I say? I have nothing better to do now. Perhaps I should go and do my homework. ARRGH! Oh well, I supposed I can say that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I am still SO crazy about Harry Potter. You guys better watch the movie! But if you read the book, it will be much better, because you will understand more as the movie rush here and there and won't explain what is happening. As least you got the book in the mind to know what is happening. HA! So WATCHHHH!!!!!!!!!!! Oh yeah, last week got what homework &lt;em&gt;hah&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ME&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-6314404116383409542?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/6314404116383409542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=6314404116383409542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/6314404116383409542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/6314404116383409542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/07/wake-up-on-sunday-morning.html' title='Wake up on Sunday Morning'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-5645625728457978250</id><published>2007-07-13T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T17:14:27.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just three words:</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RpgVDuTV2QI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PNwIM2vcJaI/s200/276poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HARRY POTTER ROCKS!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a few words: MUST WATCH MUST WATCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/9036660568174229399-5645625728457978250?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/5645625728457978250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=5645625728457978250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/5645625728457978250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/5645625728457978250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/07/just-three-words.html' title='Just three words:'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RpgVDuTV2QI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PNwIM2vcJaI/s72-c/276poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-2905933555390096756</id><published>2007-06-25T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T06:43:42.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just One Night</title><content type='html'>and my family won't see me. I bet they will not miss me and say that they will cherish this day when I will not annoy them or anything. Well, good luck then, my sisters. I'm on the way to camp! And thanks goodness I got a torchlight, I shall read Harry Potter in the night. Of course not when ghosts will be roaming about, I just read a few chapters and I'll be fine. If I don't read, I WOULD DIE!!! IT IS TOO INTERESTINGG!!! Somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Now I am still downloading dramas, and yes, my sister who wants episode 8, you can switch on my computer and let it download. Well... seems like I have to sleep now. Mann... I don't want to go camping or trekking! Who wants to? Some people, but definitely not me. Sigh~ Okay, so let's go and sleep then. GOODBYE!! Meet you a day later. My family, you only got one night, just one night to rela. So better drink some &lt;em&gt;sake&lt;/em&gt; while I'm gone. Ho ho ho ho~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ME&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-2905933555390096756?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/2905933555390096756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=2905933555390096756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/2905933555390096756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/2905933555390096756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/06/just-one-night.html' title='Just One Night'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-8728950896840190314</id><published>2007-06-19T03:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T03:23:28.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love Honey</title><content type='html'>Today I was having tuition and my stomach was growling so badly, I also don't know why. It's impossible, after eating one big plate of bee hoon. And then, my stomach suddenly had this pain, as if it was gastric or stomach cramp. It was really painful and at that point of time I felt weak but I acted okay, while my tuition teacher "kong" my head lightly because I was being lame for some jokes. Then it was unbearable, suddenly alot of saliva came out and it tasted funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I couldn't move. Thank goodness I can move after eating a few biscuits. And my sister think I was faking it. COME ON!! I wasn't. That's the disadvantage. People always think I am lying and all sort of nonsense. I just don't get it. Well, maybe I was born to be blamed on, or being framed or anything. How unfortunate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Anyway, got to go study once more. Sigh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ME&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-8728950896840190314?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/8728950896840190314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=8728950896840190314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/8728950896840190314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/8728950896840190314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-love-honey.html' title='I Love Honey'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-6565693502084823547</id><published>2007-06-17T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T20:51:55.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry is going to fly</title><content type='html'>in the sky. Mann, so I am reading Harry Potter to let time pass by. I was wondering what people usually do during the holidays. I asked some of my friends and then they said they were playing upside down everyday, and I was thinking, HOW BORINGG!!! @#$%&amp;$@&amp;amp;#%@^!! Isn't it nice if you could study and then breaktime you eat lots then you study again then another breaktime you do exercise in the room with the music on and you eat dinner and you play the computer while also studying? Isn't it interesting? This is my holidays, everybody go WOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Okay, I'm being lame. Don't you think life is interesting when the first thing you switch on the computer, and your cousin says, "I broke up with my girlfriend." So now I have to counsel him and all and all he gives me is a heartbroken sign. AAAHHHH!!! So funny. I also don't know why, it's normal, mann. So normal. Well, can't you tell you more, because it's privacy for him. You know you can't publish secrets that people don't want you to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   AAAAAHHHH!!!! My neck is painful. It is so irritating since the mozzies kept kissing me so I only could sleep at 6 am. And my neck is killing me now. Yesterday I was head-banging with my sister with some loud music that can head-bang and there we were head-banging and jumping and playing the invisible guitar. Ouch ouch. AAAHHH!!! I bet my sister is worse. She is the vocalist, and I am the second vocalist so I was usually playing the guitar. Not bad huh?? HAHAHHAA!!! Still, my neck hurts. Stupid Spicy Marmalade song by BAD LUCK in Gravitation anime, started all those stupid dances that led to head-banging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   My neck still hurts. I can never forget yesterday's headbanging though. Jumping. Head-banging. Strumming the guitar. AARRGGHHH. And not to forget my maid massaged my neck just now and she gave all her might so my neck was having cramp after that. Well, can't blame her. Shouldn't asked her in the first place. HAHAHHAHAA!! ^_^ Just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Anyway, I got 3 words to say. The most obvious words. I LOVE JIRO!!! Of course that's my husband, you can go search the web. But sorry, he is not from the stupid Fei Lun Hai, thank you. My husband is Wayama Yoshihito, mind you. So yes, the three obvious words: I'm hungry. =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ME&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-6565693502084823547?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/6565693502084823547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=6565693502084823547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/6565693502084823547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/6565693502084823547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/06/harry-is-going-to-fly.html' title='Harry is going to fly'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-8837464202425296480</id><published>2007-06-13T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T08:05:29.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello? Hello? Anybody there? ECHO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;   I don't know anything. I didn't see anything. I didn't do anything. I didn't hear anything. All eyes, ears, mouth are closed. See no evil, speak no evil, hear no evil.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;   &lt;/em&gt;Nowadays I have been listening to such soothing beautiful music, those that fits the beautiful breezy night with stars that shines bright and the cold nice morning, those songs you sit in the bus and look outside the window, and say, "WOW". Yeah, those kind of songs. It is as if I am doing yoga or soul-searching. HAHAHAHA!! But of course not instrumental songs. It will have people singing of course. Oh mann.. I am all of words to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Days with no contact of friends are so ever weird, not boring, because I get to do what I want, but it is kind of weird. Weird. Weird. AAAHAHHHHHHHH!!! I want to go eat breakfast in City Hall tomorrow! But I have no $$$$!!! WWHHHHYYYYYY????? Well, I will ask my sister later. Meanwhile, I shall entertain you guys with just one picture. (To my second sister: Allow me to put this picture, thank you.) And yes, it is very hot steamy picture that my sister took while playing the game Sims 2. It is SO HOT STEAMY. And the picture is very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I warned you. HOT. STEAMY. Remember. Okay, here it goes then:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;no&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Aww, so sad. You can't see the picture. Aww.......... Hahahaha, who want to show you? TOO BAD!!! BLEH~ HAHAHAHA~~ Okay okay, I got to go. JA NE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ME&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-8837464202425296480?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/8837464202425296480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=8837464202425296480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/8837464202425296480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/8837464202425296480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/06/hello-hello-anybody-there-echo.html' title='Hello? Hello? Anybody there? ECHO!'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-1441727522369345877</id><published>2007-06-08T01:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T01:52:55.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;Days and days passed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and I have no idea, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;why am I here?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Accomplished nothing in my hands&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and I am still opening my eyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to see the rising sun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;still I'm empty-handed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Like a wire tangled&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Like glass being scattered&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am nothing like the Sun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that shines brightly in the day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;beautiful sun rays&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, can't say that the holidays are absolutely nice when I can't get the chance to download the dramas properly so now I am waiting very patiently. AAAAHHHHH!!!!! Well, so yes how are you readers? I don't know, maybe I'm fine, but maybe not. Well, nice song I written up there. Well, ermm ahem! It is also a poem if you want to think that way. ^_^ Okay, got to go to the hospital. Don't worry, there is nothing wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ME&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-1441727522369345877?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/1441727522369345877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=1441727522369345877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/1441727522369345877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/1441727522369345877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/06/so.html' title='So?'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-3760371165839941797</id><published>2007-06-03T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T21:44:47.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bene!~</title><content type='html'>Recently, I keep going out of my door and not doing my work for some reason. Come on, it's holidays! But holidays, we still got to work hard and study... Still, I was wondering these days that why men are more stronger than women? Why men are usually taller than women? Why? Just why? Well, I just don't understand somehow.It is like entering the MRT train on a Saturday, and indeed it is very crowded where everyone is pushing everyone and it is very squeezy. And I was there. With this stupid Indian man. How perverted he is to move his elbow round my chest as if I was his girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I didn't care though. I was thinking whether I should kick him in the private part where he would scream even if it is a packed MRT train. Ha ha ha, it was damn disgusting truly. When he knew that I was getting off at City Hall, he decided that he should touch more, so he suddenly move his elbow faster than before when I tried moving away and out of the stupid ass train. Come on girls, it is not very nice to be harassed or molested, in any way I bet you would scream. I did not, and I just stare at that stupid Indian perverted man... Bloody stareee..... Of course it did nothing, because he was too obessesed with moving his elbow to touch my, you know what I mean. It is like making it go round and round, it is not very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   And hello, you readers don't think dirrty!!! You perverted people! Well, imagine yourself being harassed as well. Ha ha, see? Maybe you should experience it somehow. Then it will teach you to protect yourself, especially times like this. Well, so you learnt a new lesson once again. Good luck to you. MWAHAHAHAHAHA!! Call me the Bunny genius!! HAHAHAH! Anyway, this holidays shall be doing work, going out and watching dramas.. I don't think I wanna blog. What if I don't blog? Who cares anyway? Looks like no one would read it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   So yes, got to go... PROTECT YOURSELF!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ME&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-3760371165839941797?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/3760371165839941797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=3760371165839941797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/3760371165839941797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/3760371165839941797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/06/bene.html' title='Bene!~'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-3526298559844633363</id><published>2007-05-28T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T19:51:20.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wished I had roses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RlpDOo6o7rI/AAAAAAAAAD4/errBhM-_aVY/s1600-h/Purple+Rose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069438249339514546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RlpDOo6o7rI/AAAAAAAAAD4/errBhM-_aVY/s200/Purple+Rose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Single bloom red Rose&lt;/strong&gt; – Love at first sight or I still love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Single Rose, any color&lt;/strong&gt; – Gratitude or simplicity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 Roses&lt;/strong&gt; – Mutual feelings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 Roses&lt;/strong&gt; – I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 Roses&lt;/strong&gt; – I’m infatuated with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9 Roses&lt;/strong&gt; – We’ll be together forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10 Roses&lt;/strong&gt; – You are perfect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11 Roses&lt;/strong&gt; – You are my treasured one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12 Roses&lt;/strong&gt; – Be mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13 Roses&lt;/strong&gt; – Friends forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15 Roses&lt;/strong&gt; – I’m truly sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20 Roses&lt;/strong&gt; – I’m truly sincere towards you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21 Roses&lt;/strong&gt; – I’m dedicated to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24 Roses&lt;/strong&gt; – Forever yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25 Roses&lt;/strong&gt; – Congratulations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;50 Roses&lt;/strong&gt; – Unconditional love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;99 Roses&lt;/strong&gt; – I will love you all the days of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;108 Roses&lt;/strong&gt; – Will you marry me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;999 Roses&lt;/strong&gt; – I love you till the end of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's not Valentine, still isn't it nice to get roses?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;~ME&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-3526298559844633363?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/3526298559844633363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=3526298559844633363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/3526298559844633363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/3526298559844633363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/05/wished-i-had-roses.html' title='Wished I had roses'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RlpDOo6o7rI/AAAAAAAAAD4/errBhM-_aVY/s72-c/Purple+Rose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-3508934691153353731</id><published>2007-05-25T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T04:54:33.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heh?</title><content type='html'>I finally finished five volumes of my Ginji Chibi Life comic that I have drawn since last year. (A comic made for someone special that I want to give to) and you wonder why there are 5 volumes when I started drawing last year? Because I stopped for very long period of time to study... and that reminds me that you won't even care to know about the comic anyway. Talking about studying, Miss Chua wants to see the trio from Normal (A), which is me, Yu Fei, and Lee Min's parents, I'm sure she is gonna talk about we whether we stay in Express or not. YOU GUYS BETTER PRAY I WILL STAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Finally, I finished this blog skin! It took me a day! So accomplished! Today when I came home, I thought, "It's time to change my blogskin, even if I just change it recently and the previous blogskin was also very nice..." so I changed it. I did the photoshop, then I do the blah-blah-blah and DONE! MWAHAHAHAHAH!!!! Anyway, NYAPPY MONKEY VACATION TO ALL!! Well, hope you can go Monkey Island this year to see some monkeys! Too bad I can't though. I uninstall the game! I can't go Monkey Island anymore. So yes, I just stay and play the House of the Dead (which I will install to try to play later...) so thanks PEPS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   And I am reminding you guys that I don't like PEPS because I really don't like him. You must be crazy crazy crazy crazy crazy crazy crazy crazy crazy crazy crazy crazy crazy crazy crazy crazy crazy crazy crazy crazy crazy crazy crazy crazy crazy crazy to think this way. Especially Ken. Well, got to go eat dinner. And maybe watch my sister play Sims 2.. she was so comical yesterday..HAHAHAHA!!! It is like my mother doesn't want my sister to play the Sims 2 so we were still playing then my sister heard my mother's footsteps coming in, then she grab the laptop and blocked the screen by carrying it up facing my mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Too bad my mother saw already. HAHAHHA!! Then I was like thinking,"Woah, my sister's so strong mannn..." but I really find it funny because you can just close the laptop, and need not carry it up. Still, that was the most funniest moment. MWAHAHAHAHA!! Got to go then. Bye, dinner here I come! *grr goes my stomach*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ME&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-3508934691153353731?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/3508934691153353731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=3508934691153353731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/3508934691153353731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/3508934691153353731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/05/heh.html' title='Heh?'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-3874542206275397396</id><published>2007-05-24T01:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T01:52:16.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A couple of days still seems like a week</title><content type='html'>when time passes so slowly. And that's exactly what happens now. And it's Miss Hoe's departure tomorrow, if nothing bad happens for their transfer. Well, I don't know. I just known her, yet I feel like crying as if she is a long-lost friend. Don't you feel sad? If you know a teacher that is strict because your class is so damn naughty and you see the behind of the scenes, she is such a nice person. Yet she tells you she is going away after a few days you known her as a kind person and already made her your favourite teacher. And she's gone. Very soon. SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how animals communicate anyway. They can either say quack, woof, meow, moo, neighhh, etc once and it seems they already talked finished. It is like one woof is 10 words in a sentence. I wish I can understand what animals say, it is like that then I don't need to talk much. I just say one woof and I save my breath to say other words. Isn't it so great? Well, Su Mei said that in the morning she was going to school there was an injuried rat or mouse in the middle of the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the blood. And she said the vehicles keep coming, and she just stood there watching. I guess. Well, it's bad to be smashed other tires when you are running on the road and you scream for help, no one listens, and you are so small, smaller than the machines you see on the road. And you lay. Dead. On the road. And no one knows. Until the Sun rises. And they see you properly. But you are already dead. And they removed you from the road and throw you away. And your blood still stains the road. On the road. It's a sad story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, tomorrow is casual friday. And I have no idea what could I wear. Should I just wear uniform? Well, I don't know. Because I have two options: 1. I will wear my own clothes 2. I will not wear. Because the problem is: 1. I want to wear because everyone seems to be wearing 2. But I don't know what to wear! So that is the two stupid ass problems. Well, got to go my dear. Stupid CHB shall die. PEPS shall be forgiven in one condition: WHERE IS THE HOUSE OF THE DEAD CD??? And Ken, please stop saying I like CHB and PEPS because this is crazy. I will never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never like them ever, because I already like someone. Love someone. My husband Jiro!!!!!!!! So forget your nonsense. And please give me some candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ME&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-3874542206275397396?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/3874542206275397396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=3874542206275397396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/3874542206275397396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/3874542206275397396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/05/couple-of-days-still-seems-like-week.html' title='A couple of days still seems like a week'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-3561811739826344110</id><published>2007-05-22T00:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T01:10:38.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leave, stalkers, I won't entertain you but...</title><content type='html'>...I will entertain myself instead. Of course. Shall I tell you what happened? Yes, the long story starts here. Somehow:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back is such a tiring job. Still, I have to arrive at home fast for home is where I belong. Still, it was sure boring to watch the same things happening every journey back. Today, life can be different. Because there was this stalker, who once stalked me before, and went to my tower to find out where I lived. He creeps me. That time he stalked me wasn't very creepy though, because he just walked behind me and went into the lift with me (thankfully he didn't do anything to me in the lift though) and clicked the button "5" while I clicked my normal level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as today, I saw him at the bus stop, and wished he wouldn't see me, but he still did. I wonder why. Then as there was a side gate to enter the condo, he opened it for me, as usual, and I decided to stop and fixed my bag and he decided to wait in front of me. And knowing it will be too obvious, he walked VERY VERY VERY VERY slowly down the hill to the basement. So I have no choice but to walk normally. And I also walked very slowly, but he decided to walk slower than me. Behind me. I could hear footsteps. Of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we reached the lift and I decided to check the letterbox so then he won't see me (because there was a wall to block me.. but he walked to another position to watch me. But then I looked at him, he then walked into the lift.) OF COURSE I didn't check my letterbox. I HAD TO PRETEND! So too bad, I have to go in because he was waiting for me inside. And so, there I pressed my normal button, while he pressed "7", NOT "5"!!! GOSH! If he wants to act, at least remember what he pressed last time. So there I reached my level. Then I didn't want him to know anything, so I went to the staircase and went down to Level 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But afraid that he will check Level 1, I went to the basement instead (the staircase is separated. From Level 10 to Level 1 is the same staircase. The basement only have one staircase.) So I hid behind the door, and I watched the lift. The lift number from Level 7 went down to 6, Level 6 went down to 5 for a short while, Level 5 to 4 for another short while, 4 to 3.. and that's my level, so the lift says that the person stopped at level 3. FOR A LONG LONG TIME. Then the lift says Level goes to 2, 2 to 1, and Level 1 to B1. Then I saw him come out. SO SCARY!!! Still, I was behind the door so he didn't see me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart. Thumping so hardly as if I did something wrong. It was so hot in the staircase. And dark, no lights on. And I saw him look around, and went to the letterbox to check out. HAHAHAHA! He checked the wrong the letterbox though. He will never know. Then I couldn't control my nervousness, or whatever thing I can't just let my heart keep thumping so hard! I was excited still. So I went up the stairs because I am not sure he left yet. So I was back on Level 1 then I took the lift to Level 5 and went down the stairs to Level 3. And went back home. It was scary yet exciting and interesting. All hard work's paid off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, don't say I'm crazy, because I am fine. The stalker just can't stop stalking me. Or staring at me. So whatever he does, he is the mad one. Alright, got to go and do some business. Very Important. VIB. Okay, JA NE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ME&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-3561811739826344110?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/3561811739826344110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=3561811739826344110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/3561811739826344110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/3561811739826344110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/05/leave-stalkers-i-wont-entertain-you-but.html' title='Leave, stalkers, I won&apos;t entertain you but...'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-612002365868511542</id><published>2007-05-21T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T06:49:44.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sudden Urge</title><content type='html'>to get into the cinema once more. Okay, not really. Not when I'm gonna watch some 100 pounds or 500 pounds fatty on screen. Well, I can't stand that, still I have to breathe in even if that fatty sits on me. T_T Anyway, it is good that I didn't fail anymore subjects. THANK GOD!!! Literature is just a pass. Well, it's lucky even it's border-line. Not too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I ate pizza just now! MWAHAHAHAA!! Beautiful hot steamy pizza and stretchy cheese, and somehow the pepsi became root beer so it's kinda weird in a way. You know, Pepsi taste the best with pizzas. If you drank Coke, it will be weird again because Pepsi is sweeter than Coke so there is a difference. And you know, Root beer is totally out of question. But never mind, as long as I get my little pieces of pizzas, the curry chicken and hawaii stuff. =_= BEAUTIFUL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   AAAAHHHH!!! Life is so interesting, now it's my youth and I shall make good use of it and be childish than ever so as to enjoy the good childish days. Well, I have no idea. I won't be emotionally shutdown like somebody. I don't get it. Don't you want to feel happy or sad, what's so nice about being numb? Well, to them it may seem nice, it was nice to me that time but not now. Not at all. Well, JUNE!!!!! JUNNNNNEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! JJJJJJUUUUNNNNEEEE!!!! VVVVAAAACCCCCCCTTTTTTIIIIOOOOOONNNNNN!!!!!!! So nyappy. Got to go anyway, it's night time. Can't say I love choir still, the seniors are gone and it's boring without them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I feel odd again. The n(choir) = {decrease}. OF COURSE!!! T_T No more o(≧∀≦) o faces. Actually, I'm kinda nyappy. o(≧∀≦；)o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ME&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-612002365868511542?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/612002365868511542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=612002365868511542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/612002365868511542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/612002365868511542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/05/sudden-urge.html' title='The Sudden Urge'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-2320945672055221417</id><published>2007-05-18T01:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T01:44:56.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Open up your eyes, don't shut them and cry.</title><content type='html'>And just smile, dear me. So many people are being so emo. And I find it stupid. A trend to slash your wrists? Or waists? Whatever it is, it is so damn lame. Especially for girls. COme on, how stupid can they be? If they want to attract people attention, at least try to be pretty and not have ugly..waists or wrists? Because it is really ugly to have scars on your ugly wrists/waists. So yes, so don't be emo. You emo freak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Well well well, what is emo anyway? Emo is just a short-form or slang for emotional. Being emotional is like being solemn or sad or unhappy or unsure of your inner feelings. Not that emo that leads you to slashing wrists or what shit-ass things you wanna slash, or writing death ass poems to shout out or whatsoever. 'Cause it is really lame. It is not even describing the word, emo. =_=  Well, sometimes I am emo, everyone will be emo. I can't say anything, because it is your decision. To share your feelings, your pain or anything, to someone whom you trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   And don't let yourself suffer all the pain. Don't be so emo. Who wants to see a emo freak? You emo freakk!!! Well, because I know it, and I also been through such things which everyone will, and also... I don't know. Because if you do anything about it, you are going to be emotionally numb. And you can't feel anything at all. That is what emo is all about. Okay, I am not being some expert or something, but really I can't stand it anymore, won't they dammit learn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Anyway, today I got back almost everything except Literature. And that's the last straw. Will I go or stay? Today Lai Si said to me, "I pity you leh.." or was it yesterday? Whatever it is, I don't pity myself. Because I don't really try to be emo because everyone has to be nyappy always and not stay sad. Who wants to see a sad emo freak? Well, think about that. And yes, you think life is boring? You are wrong. You are not doing anything or trying anything new, or trying to make things interesting, and you blame things because life is boring? I say, YOU ARE CRAZY. TRULY MADLY DEEPLY CRAZY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Well, can't say anything because I am thinking to compose a new song because I am already done with one already. If you want to see my songs, (Kevin asked me) go to my Livejournal and yeah, read a few... ~BLEH. Okay, mata ne!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(P.S: Really, I have nothing better to do but to write this entry so that someone would be happy if I update. You know who you are! And yes.. I hope it gets into your head. By the way, it is copyrighted from Duckie Delight's Productions. I am Donald Duck, and goodbye.)&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/9036660568174229399-2320945672055221417?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/2320945672055221417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=2320945672055221417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/2320945672055221417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/2320945672055221417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/05/open-up-your-eyes-dont-shut-them-and.html' title='Open up your eyes, don&apos;t shut them and cry.'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-7543268563241594851</id><published>2007-05-16T03:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T03:19:09.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My long break will come after a long week</title><content type='html'>Mann. I am shocked today. It is like, HOW CAN I FAIL MY FAVOURITE SUBJECT?!! Exactly, that's science. Now I don't know how to answer my parents. AND IT IS SO UNBELIEVABLE! The notes I read and recite was different from what was on the paper, and I focused on the wrong chapters and it made me fail in the end. BUT WHY? Still, to make me happy, I passed my chinese paper 1 (THANKFULLY) and yes, I improved my chinese.. and I AM FINALLY NOT THE LOWEST FOR CHINESE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it? Common Test I got 20 marks for paper 2, and now I got 41 marks! I know it is a failure (come on... only 4 marks!) but I am proud of myself already. Haha, don't blame for praising myself. I should have some praise, okay?! Still, I FAILED MY SUMMARY FOR ENGLISH! Miss Chua looked scary and said that she didn't know what I was writing for the compo, and say "don't write like that". LIKE WHAT? Like a book? It's nice for goodness, and I got 16/30 for it? It is not fair at all! And she said, "THIS IS SERIOUS! So take it seriously!!" when I received my summary and she shook my shoulder... so scary. She creeps sometimes. And she shouts like a dinosaur when she is angry. It's scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, you guys must check out the DEATH NOTE new opening, the song MV (the real one not the anime one), because it is really cool. And these videos I got here, is HOSSAN LEONG! It is talking cork videos so sit back and enjoy. MUST WATCH HOR! Okay, enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BBVhrSRL1Qo" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/flTqYYRTIZc" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-7543268563241594851?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/7543268563241594851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=7543268563241594851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/7543268563241594851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/7543268563241594851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-long-break-will-come-after-long-week.html' title='My long break will come after a long week'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-5385682210877935044</id><published>2007-05-15T01:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T02:01:07.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halleujah Halleujah Halleujah!</title><content type='html'>Okay, exams are over, so I guess now we have to just relax a bit or something and then study. Not bad, HISTORY!!!! But still, this year's gonna be boring since we have to learn about our Singapore past so it is like, eww? And thinking of it, Japan herself has kept the secret of the Japanese Occupation so now, the generation of the Japanese don't know about the Japanese Occupation here in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   So while Singapore tells the kids to learn the Singapore history, the Japanese doesn't tell anything about the war. Why? Because isn't shocking to hear your own country being so cruel in the past? And they kept it a secret! Isn't it sad? Thanks to my sister, I know this. Now, I feel that Germany... they now know their secret because of the movie The Pianist, so isn't it so sad? I bet lots of people cried or something.. so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Anyway, CONGRATS to everybody in my school, because exams are over. So over. OVER!!! YAY!!! VACATION! Now I shall play my Escape from Monkey Island PC game again. Shall lend House of the Dead 1 from PEPS, *evil laughter* Life is so amazing, to shoot zombies around. But still, I bet the House of the Dead 1 graphics are ugly... BUT WHO CARES?? JUST SHOOT THE UGLY ZOMBIES MAN!!!!!!!!! OKay, got to go on a date with my beloved mother, to see our hero SPIDERMAN!!!!!!!!! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ME&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-5385682210877935044?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/5385682210877935044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=5385682210877935044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/5385682210877935044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/5385682210877935044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/05/halleujah-halleujah-halleujah.html' title='Halleujah Halleujah Halleujah!'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-4809545672288503269</id><published>2007-05-04T03:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T03:02:51.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HOLD UP!!</title><content type='html'>How wonderful claymation can be! Despite the irritation of Nicholas, filming is a dear great thing to do in my youth days! Naughty Su Mei filmed me fixing the characters in the right place... out of boredom. So yes, so we uploaded it just for you guys to see:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 276px; HEIGHT: 252px" name="MediaPlayer" pluginspage="http://www.microsoft.com/Windows/Downloads/Contents/Products/MediaPlayer/" src="http://www.freewebtown.com/vanitae/just%20for%20laughs.avi'" width="276" height="252" type="application/x-mplayer2" showcontrols="1" showstatusbar="0" loop="true" enablecontextmenu="0" displaysize="0"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You can see my dear dear hands there right? So funny! Anyway, thanks to my SECOND sister my blog layout is fine!! THANK YOU!! I own you lots of lots of jellies!!! Yes, got to go! Mata ne... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;~ME&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(P.S: I overheard my Dad saying we are eating pizza for dinner. AHHH!!! But I may be wrong?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-4809545672288503269?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/4809545672288503269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=4809545672288503269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/4809545672288503269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/4809545672288503269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/05/hold-up.html' title='HOLD UP!!'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-8834797746163014470</id><published>2007-05-03T04:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T04:38:26.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Songs on my mind now:</title><content type='html'>The Choir song - ARIRANG (Korean Folk Song)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phantom of the Opera - Think of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katherine McPhee - Over it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Songs that describe my mood, so amazing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-8834797746163014470?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/8834797746163014470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=8834797746163014470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/8834797746163014470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/8834797746163014470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/05/songs-on-my-mind-now.html' title='Songs on my mind now:'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-3531522305888111164</id><published>2007-05-02T00:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T01:09:21.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am having a headache</title><content type='html'>Greetings. Oh yes, I do know I haven't update lately and you can see that the background is finally changed. Check out the message by hovering your mouse on the header. Boring. What's there to write in this blog? All I know exams are still going on, and I have been going mad lately... maths is a sure-killer. What will happen, mann...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I can say I am back on the cute lovely Internet, for after so many months... and all these months I was wondering how wonderful it was without playing the computer. I had more time to study and sing songs and dance (here your imagination starts on how I dance.. I dance like a bunny, HAHAHA!! Just kidding) and I am planning to watch Spiderman3 and Shrek 3 and errr... THE SIMSPONS!!! Well, Harry Potter will leave it to DVD and so will my dear little Letters of Iwo Jima and Love and Honour and yes, what else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO SCARED!!! CHINESE!! CHINESE!! CHINESE!!! What the dog (who is biting me now, my dog) What if I fail? I will die I will die! No I must not fail, I'm sure I won't fail! I drew a Dim Sum on a my answer sheet! And chopsticks and some sauce to go with it. The teacher must give me some marks for that. Well, I shall go eat KFC now!MWAHAHAHA!! The advantage of my Dad's back from China.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will be back.&lt;/strong&gt; So yes, MATA NE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(P.S: To Kazuki-chan - JANE!! JANE!! MATANE!! MATANE!! You shall not bull me!)&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/9036660568174229399-3531522305888111164?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/3531522305888111164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=3531522305888111164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/3531522305888111164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/3531522305888111164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-am-having-headache.html' title='I am having a headache'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-5281537432703348311</id><published>2007-05-02T00:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T00:40:08.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Act? That's sad..</title><content type='html'>WHY??? BOU IS GONE GONE GONE GONE!!!!!! I know I don't like him, but AN CAFE won't be AN CAFE if he is gone! Truly, he looks handsome here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/Rjg_U-xnszI/AAAAAAAAADw/ndgEYjArzSo/s1600-h/AN+CAFE+Thank+youBou.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059863811031806770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/Rjg_U-xnszI/AAAAAAAAADw/ndgEYjArzSo/s400/AN+CAFE+Thank+youBou.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not bad, huh? I was shocked too, so he IS handsome, just because of his big nose he is disgusting. But his nose doesn't seem big here, maybe that's why he looks handsome? Anyway, I am still pondering why he quit AN CAFE? Life will be boring now that I just act like him anymore.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~ME&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-5281537432703348311?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/5281537432703348311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=5281537432703348311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/5281537432703348311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/5281537432703348311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/05/final-act-thats-sad.html' title='Final Act? That&apos;s sad..'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/Rjg_U-xnszI/AAAAAAAAADw/ndgEYjArzSo/s72-c/AN+CAFE+Thank+youBou.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-7726115168814697603</id><published>2007-03-08T22:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T23:12:32.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Lala</title><content type='html'>COMMON TEST IS OVER!! YAY!! But there is worse to come. My results are certainly disappointing. I am so un-nyappy. But nothing shall pull me down just like that. GANBATTE, I shall work hard for term 2 3 4.  AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!! I'm so un-nyappy. T_T_T_T_T_T_T_T_T_T__T_T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Come to think of it, I'm not changing my layout anymore. I rather stick to Kame and Jin lying on the bed and Shou staring so sexily and GLAY... GLAY..... I LOVE JIRO. JIRO MY HUSBAND. Not that stupid idiotic Jiro Wang. That ugly man has nothing to do with me. BLEH~ Well, I hate blogger. I wonder why I'm still blogging here. =_= Anyway, got to go. People who want to check out (especially girls), who watch Hanazakari no Kimitachihe which is also named as Hua Yang blah blah blah...:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wretch.cc/blog/wuchun10cool"&gt;Quan's blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wretch.cc/blog/gyapower"&gt;Xiuyi's blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wretch.cc/blog/dt0902"&gt;Senior Nan's blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Ha ha, just putting for fun. JA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ME&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-7726115168814697603?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/7726115168814697603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=7726115168814697603' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/7726115168814697603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/7726115168814697603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/03/lala.html' title='~Lala'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-2790080664573780113</id><published>2007-03-08T22:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T22:38:26.637-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not crazy:</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;NOTICE TO CLASS 2I3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My class won 2nd prize for class decoration, yes that's the fact. And you don't need to be shocked and say that our class decor is ugly and should not be winning the prize. But the power of above, God made it possible that my class win the 2nd prize and it is really good for you that you won 1st prize so why you should care if we won 2nd or not? So if you still don't believe it, ask God and ask him why my class got 2nd prize? Huh? HUH??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask and you shall receive. Just 5 words. That's easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ME&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-2790080664573780113?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/2790080664573780113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=2790080664573780113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/2790080664573780113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/2790080664573780113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-not-crazy.html' title='I&apos;m not crazy:'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-3687820186534283159</id><published>2007-02-24T19:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T19:08:17.734-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT TO DO?!</title><content type='html'>COMMON TEST!! AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This is driving me nuts. Help help!  Well, my sister is driving me nuts for watching 1 Litre of Pain yesterday and it is known to me as a Japanese drama that will make you cry and cry no matter who you are. So I came in the room and said,"DON'T CRY!" but she already cried because she already started watching long before I entered the room. I remembered I watch Mukodono episode 1 and skipped to episode 11 and then I cried and cried and cried and cried... and I don't know why. It's so sad. Japanese can make you cry like hell, mann.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    GEE, I'm going nuts. I MUST CHANGE MY BACKGROUND SOON!!!!!!!! It's so irritating when it comes to people saying Kame and Jin is gay and Shou is very scary and blah blah blah.... That means I MUST CHANGE MY LAYOUT AS SOON AS POSSIBLE! After my common test, I will suerly do so. Sigh... Should I put AN CAFE? No way, I think I put ARASHI.... or maybe GLAY. Should I? Mmmm.... should I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   HOW?? I AM SO SCARED!!!!!! COMMON TEST YOU KNOW!!!!!!!!!!! AAAAHH!!!!!! Let me hear Tegomasu so that I will calm down. Oh yeah, I must change my radioblog too. After common test. Idiot, when can I stop talking about my blog and school? I am indeed a bore. Okay, I guess that's because I don't know what to write. Dear me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Reyです&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(P.S: Thanks again to Han Bin for the Death Note 13. Really interesting to read.. XD)&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/9036660568174229399-3687820186534283159?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/3687820186534283159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=3687820186534283159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/3687820186534283159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/3687820186534283159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/02/what-to-do.html' title='WHAT TO DO?!'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-8962451718240315023</id><published>2007-02-22T23:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T23:48:25.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I simply loathe school</title><content type='html'>I try to skip all the time. And I failed. Again and again. RIAOW. And now the examinations are starting. Just next week. It is certainly not a day that I can easily say,"CHEEP CHEEP" happily. Now I can only say, "GEE GEE", because it expresses that I'm bored and not knowing what to type and trying very hard to type for that blog that needs so much to be updated. Jeez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   T_T Thank goodness I'm in 2i4. Really. I wouldn't want to dream to be back in my 217. I wonder why. Okay, I am just saying this because I don't know what to say. I'm just writing. Chinese New Year was fantastic. But I got the least amount of money in the family. I'm so sad. MONEY!!!!!!!!!!!! My money...... all gone... $-$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Lalalalalalalalalalalallalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalallalalalalalala.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Rey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-8962451718240315023?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/8962451718240315023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=8962451718240315023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/8962451718240315023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/8962451718240315023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-simply-loathe-school.html' title='I simply loathe school'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-1062695690961624563</id><published>2007-02-04T01:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T01:27:37.129-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forget it.</title><content type='html'>I'm boring. My life is a bore. So don't ask me anything. What can I write? SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ME&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-1062695690961624563?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/1062695690961624563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=1062695690961624563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/1062695690961624563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/1062695690961624563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/02/forget-it.html' title='Forget it.'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-691786634399112736</id><published>2007-01-21T04:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T04:47:13.572-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.... あの？</title><content type='html'>キラ。The name that people are talking about. Kira.... =_= Okay, this is really boring. I actually wanted to update with lots of stuffs that happened, and I forgot everything. Okay, the only thing I remember is that I lost my wallet. My precious wallet. Especially when my DBSK card is gone. And my ez-link card is gone. And the DEATH NOTE anime calender 2006 is gone. 0_0 I am ever so shocked...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   AAAAHHH!!!! I do not know what to present for music lesson. I got lots of favourite songs! I got GLAY and ARASHI and many many many many many many many many many many many many many many many many many many many many many many many many many many many many many many many many many many many many many many many many many many many many many many many many many many many many many many many many many more... Ha ha, so just give me a call if you know what song I should present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   And I want the stupid piano scores for KAT-TUN's Le Ciel and WaT - Bokura no Love Story.. It is just so difficult to search, just for this two piano scores. SOMEBODY HELP!!! Well, make it as soon as possible or I will lose interest and will never play any interesting on the piano, and the piano will soon become a white elephant - that's what my mother say. But thank god I will try to keep singing and be addicted to this two songs. Get me Hamasaki's momentum too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Talking about Hamasaki-chan, on the newspaper it says Hamasaki-chan has a disease after going to bed with some guy (like in service of sex.. or something) and yep, not to worry because she will be cured. Stupid Hamasaki-chan, who ask you to not go with Nagase-chan, HUH HUH? Never mind if you want to go with Ga-chan (Gackt), because you both look great together. However, don't make Nagase sad. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   So yes, back to surfing the net on what song should I present during music lesson. Shoot me with some ideas by talking in the tag board, ya? Sore... バイバイ！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ㅂㅈㄷㄱ쇼ㅕㅑㅐㅔㅁㄴㅇㄹ호ㅓㅏㅣㅋㅌㅊ퓨ㅜㅡ &lt;strong&gt;동방&lt;/strong&gt;ㅂㅈㄷㄳ&lt;strong&gt;신기&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(That is just me testing the Korean keyboard.. well.. the keyboard is totally wrong in the "romaji"... So yes, FIGHTING!! Let's try writing DBSK name again: 동방신기!! YAY!! Ha ha, thanks goodness.. Good thing we have the whole korean guide to write properly with the keyboard above!! Let's try again: 사랗해!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-691786634399112736?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/691786634399112736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=691786634399112736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/691786634399112736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/691786634399112736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog-post.html' title='.... あの？'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-5450209101306820766</id><published>2007-01-11T00:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T00:49:50.959-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drats. Why is my radioblog not working?</title><content type='html'>I guess Freewebtown hates me. I don't know, my radioblog suddenly could not work. Okay, maybe it couldn't work for very long, and I don't know it, because I never ever ever switch on the computer for a long long time, and SIGH. WHY?? Okay, my Dad's gone to China, and why must this always happen? Everytime he comes home, I dread those days... And when he's gone, I feel.. so bad. I don't know why, it is always like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   School is like normal again. Luvenne is EXTRA strong today, she just broke my neck just now!! No wonder I ended up in 2I4 than 2I7, if I were in 2I7, I will be in the hospital by then. I miss my classmates, yet my classmates miss me. AWWW!!! SO SWEET!!! Ha ha... just kidding. However, being in 2I4 is not bad... I am still alive, and living, and how boring can classes be? GRR!!! RWAR!! Mr Ong is the most boring person ever, and Mr Lee (science) is also boring, if only Mr Yeo were to teach science instead. And Mr Lee (Lit.) is as boring as usual, but he never talks about his dream girl anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   And Miss Chan is someone not to play with. That means class is boring also. Miss Chua's classes are okay, it has began to get boring. And I LOVE IT CLASSES!!! We are watching High School Musical! Oh yes, now I shall be back from where I came from. Well, you will wondering, HAHAHA!!! Nowadays, I tend to fall asleep, which I won't, usually. And I can't eat like what I always do last year. WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME?? And my sister is playing that stupid SE7EN song. ~HEH. So noisy. Anyway, got to rush for my piano lesson. SIGH. I miss my father so so much. And FINALLY!! Kazuki-sama is online.. I bet she is watching anime now.. =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   So JA NE!! And I totally can't stand Jia Ling saying "s***er" all the time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ME&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-5450209101306820766?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/5450209101306820766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=5450209101306820766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/5450209101306820766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/5450209101306820766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/01/drats-why-is-my-radioblog-not-working.html' title='Drats. Why is my radioblog not working?'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-8345830756936665116</id><published>2007-01-04T03:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T03:38:45.038-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Attack of Cockroaches</title><content type='html'>Today is the worst day of my life. Especially you can hear your own scream with echos. This is so scary, man... today I was in my carpark, and then the people weere spraying some insectide or something every Thursday, and I was just reading the Garfield comic book, and then I didn't notice the floor. That was full of cockroaches. Running about. And some laid dead. And one climbed on my leg. And there are a cockroach on the pillar. And my face was facing the pillar. Which means: facing the cockroach. And how I flew. Right into my face. On my speactacles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what I mean? AAAHHHH!!! It is so scary, I feel likw screaming and screaming and screaming... T_T What the heck are these cockroaches doing in the carpark? Especially when the lift has two or three cockroaches there too! (And not mentioning I stepped on the cockroaches, I didn't know I stepped, but there are a leg on my shoe.) I am so freak-out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Miss Chua is the greatest! She rocks, ha ha I guess everybody has changed during the holidays. So sad. We became so quiet. I mean, well, my former class, YEP. SIGH. And I still love that class. It's the best, still. All the noise and fun, and relaxation, and the teachers that don't care about the rules in our class. It's just so great. And I feel so old when I look at the Sec 1 pupils. I don't know why, just a feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And congratulations to Jia Ling, because she had her dream come true. I am not going to tell, I better not, or she will kill me. Anyway, I love my class this year. It is kinda ok, but it kinda got my butt flated, for sitting for so long... I am not used to sitting that long. And I am appreciated my &lt;em&gt;other&lt;/em&gt; class - those old times, don't worry I won't forget you guys. Even if you are so bad that time. I forgive you. ANYWAY, I got to go. がんばって!! So you "D" people.. umm... LET BE FRIENDS, YA ALL?? ^____^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(P.S: And watch you all.. Because you "gals" gonna love DBSK. I will make you love DBSK. Don't know who's DBSK? Call yourself a Korean fan huh? Go check them out. I bet you will love Jae Joong or Changmin, whoever it is.. Or maybe Yun Ho. Don't touch Yoo Chun. HAHAHA!! XD)&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/9036660568174229399-8345830756936665116?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/8345830756936665116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=8345830756936665116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/8345830756936665116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/8345830756936665116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2007/01/attack-of-cockroaches.html' title='The Attack of Cockroaches'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-119104750174687918</id><published>2006-12-31T23:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T23:19:51.465-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some stuffs I got from the Internet:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y184/perfectionista/Creeps/TheComic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y184/perfectionista/Creeps/TheComic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When Chiyo suddenly watches the Ring..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y184/perfectionista/Creeps/PowerRanger.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y184/perfectionista/Creeps/PowerRanger.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And Power Ranger goes crazy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y184/perfectionista/Creeps/TheBloodyMan.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y184/perfectionista/Creeps/TheBloodyMan.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And somebody goes mad and kills himself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See? You can just get things right with one click. And that's awesome. &lt;em&gt;Lovely&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~ME&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y184/perfectionista/Creeps/PEVERT.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-119104750174687918?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/119104750174687918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=119104750174687918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/119104750174687918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/119104750174687918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2006/12/some-stuffs-i-got-from-internet.html' title='Some stuffs I got from the Internet:'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y184/perfectionista/Creeps/th_TheComic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-2643744307601601089</id><published>2006-12-31T21:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T22:22:34.522-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyone has their own SECRETS.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I can't say that I have a secret myself. Okay, I do have a secret, that I am cunningly clever (genes from my dear dear father) and that allows me to know anything that I may just want to know. And.. and... I know someone has a secret himself. We all know him. However, I shan't reveal that secret, you guys will just say it is okay or something.. or worse: no reaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, enough of the hush-hush talks. I am so shocked still. Yet disgusted. REALLY. Still, I must not talk about it. Yes, I shall not. Well, then what should I talk about? I am so happy when I received the call yesterday, and the teacher (Mrs Tay) said:"You are going to 2D.." which means a EXPRESS CLASS!!! HOORAY!! However, I don't really like that class, those people who know me as Alyssa, got to call me "Rui Hua" now.. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the GLAY layout? HAHAHA!!! I can just change and change and change with no problems! Ha ha, WOO HOO!!! BUt I got to thank my dear sister for teaching me some HTML actually. Well, what can I say? THANKS ALOT!! Mmm... and here's another postsecret from SECRET from &lt;strong&gt;Vox&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RZiit7cOdWI/AAAAAAAAADg/qAao2Y_0ntc/s1600-h/The+Faker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014937095010940258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RZiit7cOdWI/AAAAAAAAADg/qAao2Y_0ntc/s400/The+Faker.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nice... I like. Alright, here's some AN CAFE GIFs, it is very unfair if I don't pass it around, because everyone should just like them, and just ignore that Bou if you hate him, because I do, but I still love AN CAFE. So three cheers for them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y184/perfectionista/Creeps/Kanon02.gif" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 113px" height="114" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y184/perfectionista/Creeps/BOU01.gif" width="200" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img height="113" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y184/perfectionista/Creeps/Miku02.gif" width="200" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y184/perfectionista/Creeps/ANCAFE02.gif" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y184/perfectionista/Creeps/Kanon01.gif" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img height="111" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y184/perfectionista/Creeps/ANCAFE01.gif" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, like it? HAHAHHAHA!!! You was wondering why I put more Kanon instead, well, I can't let people get my Miku pictures, MWAHAHA!! If you really want, then I shall try and give it to you. HAHAH!! If you want, I got lots of DBSK GIFs, so just request!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alright, I shall switch off the computer now. Just had a quarrel with my sister. Can't blame me or her. Whatever, my throat is getting sore - the apples are SO SWEET! It makes me want to cough.. =_=&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~ME&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-2643744307601601089?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/2643744307601601089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=2643744307601601089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/2643744307601601089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/2643744307601601089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2006/12/everyone-has-their-own-secrets.html' title='Everyone has their own SECRETS.'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_58FK-kMZ-u4/RZiit7cOdWI/AAAAAAAAADg/qAao2Y_0ntc/s72-c/The+Faker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-4456341281422085581</id><published>2006-12-31T20:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T21:00:25.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GREAT NEWS:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I AM GOING TO EXPRESS!!&lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, that is SO great. My heart was thumping so hardly when I got the news from the phone and I almost fainted due to overwhelming excitment and breathing problems. But YES! My dreams.. That's why believing in Him is the greatest of the greatest. Miracles will only happen if you believe and have faith and ask (and you shall receive). And do just that. And do not bargain. It's time to step out, yeah?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-4456341281422085581?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/4456341281422085581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=4456341281422085581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/4456341281422085581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/4456341281422085581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2006/12/great-news_31.html' title='GREAT NEWS:'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-527903502411744567</id><published>2006-12-31T09:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T09:42:09.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just to add something for today:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Aren't you happy? OH YES!! It's 2007! Like finally? YES YES YES!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(P.S: And it was really a hard time saving the GLAY's picture. How evil they are to not let me save a clear picture, still.. AAHHHH!!! ^_______^)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036660568174229399-527903502411744567?l=xoxodolphin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/feeds/527903502411744567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9036660568174229399&amp;postID=527903502411744567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/527903502411744567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036660568174229399/posts/default/527903502411744567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xoxodolphin.blogspot.com/2006/12/just-to-add-something-for-today.html' title='Just to add something for today:'/><author><name>バンビー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699834561659391672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/6387/r10or1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036660568174229399.post-2282304801236919848</id><published>2006-12-31T02:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T03:34:11.132-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, don't be bored:</title><content type='html'>School's reopening.. and my mind is finally not blank at all. Oh how fun it will be to be Secondary 2! LIKE FINALLY!!! YAY!! Well, I don't know what is so fun to be Secondary 2, but I find it great that I am finally one year older, and I can take care of the younger ones! It was sure boring with no one to take care and the others taking care you.. HAHAHA!! Just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Anyway, thanks to my sister for spending her precious time to put songs and videos into my ZEN, and yes, really really thank you. And I vow to go to City Harvest Church every weekend, and I will keep going and going and going, and join a cell-group.. and yeah yeah yeah...so on.. And I would be more mature for the coming year 2007, MWAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   And because I have nothing to post about, maybe here's something that I can just write for the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Songs that fitted my the days that my mind was blank:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kelly Clarkson - Breakaway&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;DBSK - Holding Back the Tears&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hamasaki Ayumi - momentum&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;   Songs that fit me now (since my mind is not blank anymore..)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;aiko - Kirakira&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Moulin Rouge - One Day I'll Fly Away&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;AN CAFE - Smile Ichiban Ii Onna&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;   HAHAHA!! Now it's all happy songs! Kind of happy songs. During the days of my mind being blank, I could just say: "I want to cry." and then I will start crying. For no reason of course.. Umm, maybe I can just be an actress, professional in crying anytime.  But now, I can't cry, because my mind's blank. Yesterday, I went to Changi Airport, and my eyes were red and my mother and sister knows I cried. Yep, because I said, "I want to cry." to myself, and so yeah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;   Next year is ever GOING TO BE SO FUN!! And &lt;em&gt;damn&lt;/em&gt;, my father is continuing to stay in Singapore till 10 or 11 of January. T_T And my mother even reads my blog! I woner how, who cares anyway? Well, now I can't sing while studying, and I can't hear my favourite songs, and I can't do my heart desires until that very day. Oh man, I'm really sorry, but I don't know why I want him to fly back to China that quickly. Perhaps I hate going out again and again, I really want to stay at home and sleep and then just do what I want before school reopens.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;   Now that he's here, I wonder if the next two days will be what I want it to be.  SIGH. Anyway, I will be off then. Great thing that the ZEN thingy has a line-in jack, so I can just line-in-record songs into my ZEN. And I won't bother my sister somehow. Right... Still, I will get the songs from her. Thanks Jia Ling for telling me about the line-in thingy. You rock, ya? Okay, then I should go now. Sigh.. I won't be able to update anymore... SIGH. 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