<?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-2949823967680247259</id><updated>2011-04-22T12:07:32.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>White Moon</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>113</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-352146335740670087</id><published>2009-05-26T00:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T00:57:51.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Great, last post on 23rd April.&lt;br /&gt;Finally felt like posting something here.&lt;br /&gt;Although I've no idea what, but I'll just keep typing.&lt;br /&gt;And typing.&lt;br /&gt;And typing, and eventually&lt;br /&gt;I'll have a long blog post which&lt;br /&gt;won't make my blog look so empty :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.. had Subway today ;D&lt;br /&gt;very shuang, footlong.&lt;br /&gt;School was fun, was talking about movies, Night in the Musuem 2.&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;Ah I forgot to blog 'bout that too.&lt;br /&gt;Watched with Liqing, Jacqueline and YiShan the previous Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;Probably the best movie this year.&lt;br /&gt;I.. HAVE COME BACK! TO LIFE!&lt;br /&gt;-total silence-&lt;br /&gt;Rofl xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, to some people out there.&lt;br /&gt;Don't overrate yourself PWEEEEESE, you don't have&lt;br /&gt;such a large influence and I'm fckin'&lt;br /&gt;over you. Go fuck yourself, looooooser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyways, anyone listened to "Vincent" before? Uber awesome&lt;br /&gt;song -currently has it on repeat nonstop-. Sad songs. ;__;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, skipped school the previous Friday, sore eyes. Woo, didn't&lt;br /&gt;have to go school, but on that day was when Mrs Toh&lt;br /&gt;broke the news that she was gonna resign from&lt;br /&gt;the teaching force. After June she's gone to the States with her laogong.&lt;br /&gt;o: Die, heard HoD gonna take our class.&lt;br /&gt;I have like.. 6 months of assignments overdue. LOL D: If&lt;br /&gt;she decides to go after me, omg. Confirm DAI DX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, Liqing shouted over Westmall's escalator to the other "BEN NIAO" DX&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to shout back but din't cause I was pretty tired. XD&lt;br /&gt;Was fun though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At dunno what shop, tried the sampler deodorant. Aimed at Nick and press, nothing came out.&lt;br /&gt;Press again, nothing. Press super hard and then BOOM!&lt;br /&gt;LOL And Nick was smelling damn good afterwards LOL, scared me&lt;br /&gt;I shrieked and the S.A came over and glare at us *0* ting ting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, today also got back our results la. Die lor, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Until now haven't sleep, tmr got school at 8.15. Just now empty&lt;br /&gt;dustbin got lizard, still quite shocked la LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked with Rach about my past XD Damned cousin dropped the bag of frogs&lt;br /&gt;he was gonna feed his luo han yu, then the whole house was filled with&lt;br /&gt;ribbit ribbit T____T Then I never went back there before.&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;And said I had a dream 2 years ago that the whole world was&lt;br /&gt;filled with frogs and lizards T_T And I cried to my mom "我很怕~". ;__;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much all ba, now to empty that god damned dustbin. =_= Speaking of dustbin.&lt;br /&gt;LOL@ SESAME STREET IN NIGHT IN MUSUEM 2 XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949823967680247259-352146335740670087?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/352146335740670087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=352146335740670087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/352146335740670087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/352146335740670087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2009/05/great-last-post-on-23rd-april.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-5540063802212396908</id><published>2009-04-23T21:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T21:40:28.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yaaaay. Math test today!&lt;br /&gt;I could do some of it, some I left blank although I knew how to do,&lt;br /&gt;cause it required my answer from the previous parts of the question.&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't know how to do that part T_T&lt;br /&gt;I think I could do better.. 10 more days to MYE. Better start mugging.&lt;br /&gt;Sec4 life sucks. School days are so boring, can't even joke&lt;br /&gt;or go crazy in class anymore. Although we still do, but not&lt;br /&gt;as much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some unpleasant things happened in school again.. somewhat my fault to begin&lt;br /&gt;with, but I solved my part of the problem. And done what I should've.&lt;br /&gt;So I guess I'm acquitted now. But yeah, relationship with my friends are&lt;br /&gt;shaky now, and awkward. And not the same as before anymore.&lt;br /&gt;But that's understandable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, was pretty confused about what happened.&lt;br /&gt;All really sudden. Hearing stories from both side&lt;br /&gt;had me doubting both of them. Because the facts clashed together and&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't tell who was telling the truth, who was lying.&lt;br /&gt;But I don't think anyone was lying, or was sowing discord on purpose, they all had their&lt;br /&gt;own reasons of doing so. And it's all reasonable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. two days ago. I walked home alone from Gombak to Choa Chu Kang.&lt;br /&gt;Thought about what I did to Nick&amp;amp;Dayna and felt really, guilty. Somewhere&lt;br /&gt;in me shouting out, stopped at CCK park to think about some things. And what I could&lt;br /&gt;do to make it up to them.. although nothing could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I've been paying attention in class recently, probably because&lt;br /&gt;I was afraid of failing my MYE badly ;_;&lt;br /&gt;10 days to MYE, that's really fast. And CT1 just ended&lt;br /&gt;not long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slacked with Justin&amp;amp;Arie at GombakMac just now, were killing flies xD&lt;br /&gt;Some Malay bitches called us retarded kids, which we were behaving&lt;br /&gt;like at that point of time. And a fly flew into Arie's straw and crawled in x_x.&lt;br /&gt;Also managed to kill one without much effort, ;D natural talent @ killing flies&lt;br /&gt;WAR AGAINST FLIES &gt;:O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G'luck to everyone on their studies. And hope we'll do well for the upcoming exam.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go sleep now. Oyasumi~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949823967680247259-5540063802212396908?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/5540063802212396908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=5540063802212396908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/5540063802212396908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/5540063802212396908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2009/04/o-gluck-to-everyone-on-their-studies.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-7966686520629559254</id><published>2009-04-20T22:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T22:14:31.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Schooled as any other normal day.&lt;br /&gt;Most of the teachers of the initial half of the day weren't here, or was useless(coughMariocough).&lt;br /&gt;So the day was pretty slackey. MsZhang's back from helping out&lt;br /&gt;at her Grandmother's wake.&lt;br /&gt;I'll just skip recess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry lesson, ate a lollipop but MsChong wanted me to throw it away, or&lt;br /&gt;break it into pieces where she can't see it, couldn't do it so I&lt;br /&gt;snipped off part of the lollipop stick so it could fit in my mouth. Almost choked&lt;br /&gt;to death when Marcus made me laugh XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home with Justin, he came over.&lt;br /&gt;Met Money and then played dotA for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;Brother wasn't quite happy about me bringing friends home.. but I couldn't be bothered sooo..&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;nyways, went to lot1 with Justin, bought my bag and then went home after he&lt;br /&gt;got on the bus. About all I guess, and sleep nao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949823967680247259-7966686520629559254?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/7966686520629559254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=7966686520629559254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/7966686520629559254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/7966686520629559254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2009/04/schooled-as-any-other-normal-day.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-750814313664836505</id><published>2009-04-18T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T21:59:27.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Watched 17Again with my brother.&lt;br /&gt;Pretty good show, expected it&lt;br /&gt;to somewhat resemble HSM, but it wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;Would rate it 8/10. About as good as the previous movies I watched&lt;br /&gt;Marley&amp;amp;Me and Confessions of a Shopaholic.&lt;br /&gt;Talks about a guy who ruined his life over his girl&lt;br /&gt;and her pregnancy, and kept blaming her for his failure.&lt;br /&gt;He could've been a good basketball player(like Troy in HSM),&lt;br /&gt;and the wife&amp;amp;kids were gonna abandon him and file for divorce&lt;br /&gt;and custody of the kids.&lt;br /&gt;Then he fell into a lake under a bridge and turned back into 17 year old again.&lt;br /&gt;He thought it was God's plan for him to correct his failure and become someone&lt;br /&gt;that he was supposed to, a good basketball player.&lt;br /&gt;But ends up it wasn't, he goes to the same school&lt;br /&gt;as his son and daughter and got to know more about them.&lt;br /&gt;And her daughter actually fell in love with him.&lt;br /&gt;Many stuff happened, you should watch it yourself D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when Zac went "Yaaaaay" all the girls in the theatre was screaming xD&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, it's also another movie that teaches moral value, cherish what you have&lt;br /&gt;and don't regret once you've done it.&lt;br /&gt;GO WATCH.. NAO O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949823967680247259-750814313664836505?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/750814313664836505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=750814313664836505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/750814313664836505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/750814313664836505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2009/04/watched-17again-with-my-brother.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-2689816631542434090</id><published>2009-04-14T22:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T22:25:21.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Neutral day today for me, bad and good things happened.&lt;br /&gt;Had Chinese test, couldn't really do it 'cause&lt;br /&gt;it was a little difficult. And also somewhat lazy to do.&lt;br /&gt;What else.. Geography test after wards, was pretty easy.&lt;br /&gt;Probably will pass it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up was Math, MrsToh returned the papers to us, got a beautiful 0/35 in total.&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't do it, seriously. Felt what you would call "inferior".&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't take that feeling lying down so I did something about it.&lt;br /&gt;Stayed back with MrsToh from 3 to 6 going through the entire paper until&lt;br /&gt;I got everything in my head, even when I was bored&lt;br /&gt;like shit and really, really wanted to go off. I persevered and did the entire paper.&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm crystal clear about Trigonometry and Manipulation of formulaes.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully it's implanted in my brain now, never to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. I think Debra's death anniversary is coming up soon. Me and Nick are&lt;br /&gt;going with JiaLing and Eunice. She's probably doing well..&lt;br /&gt;Miss her like mad, everytime I talked about her I would tear.&lt;br /&gt;But I guess that's only natural. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. okay. Didn't have English orals today 'cause our teacher-in-charge&lt;br /&gt;wasn't here today, so we're having a postponed session. Marcus and the rest(except Nick) took already, though. 'Cause they had a different&lt;br /&gt;teacher-in-charge. Hope they fared well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today felt different. Like there was a change in my thinking.&lt;br /&gt;Read about Nick talking to WenXiang. I wasn't really pissed off or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;In fact I'm envious how Nick actually listens to him.&lt;br /&gt;It's like, compared to anyone - I'm the most useless among my friends.&lt;br /&gt;They can turn to each other about problems, studies. Relationships. But because&lt;br /&gt;I'm extremely stupid. I'm off no help. And because I've never had&lt;br /&gt;a relationship. I can't help either. All I could do was listen.&lt;br /&gt;And listen.&lt;br /&gt;And listen.&lt;br /&gt;I'm usually the one who turns to them for help, much like a burden.&lt;br /&gt;Never could do much for anyone in anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Ergo, I'm gonna upgrade myself. Or try to.&lt;br /&gt;Don't think I'll be able to instantly, but give me some time. Hopefully&lt;br /&gt;I'll change, a better me than my current self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'ll end here, night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949823967680247259-2689816631542434090?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/2689816631542434090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=2689816631542434090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/2689816631542434090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/2689816631542434090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2009/04/neutral-day-today-for-me-bad-and-good.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-1520506610155984477</id><published>2009-04-13T19:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T19:17:40.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Went to school today.&lt;br /&gt;Yes la I got go can. ==&lt;br /&gt;Curriculum time is getting more and more dull.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happening in school nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing good, at least.&lt;br /&gt;Don't think I can re-test for the Chinese oral 'cause parent letters aren't allowed.&lt;br /&gt;But whatever.. English oral tomorrow and that's what's important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Addicted to lollipops, had my first one in my life on last Wednesday. Didn't&lt;br /&gt;use to like it, but now it's growing on me. Some unpleasant things&lt;br /&gt;happened in school again. Not surprised at all. Momo and Dayna aren't&lt;br /&gt;talking anymore. And maybe it should just stay that way. A lot lesser&lt;br /&gt;troubles when they're not talking. But a waste of their years of friendship though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And during Chem lessons my face was flushed red. 'Cause of something&lt;br /&gt;reeeeeeeally embarassing. x__x ;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to post for today.. D: So.. that's all folks..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949823967680247259-1520506610155984477?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/1520506610155984477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=1520506610155984477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/1520506610155984477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/1520506610155984477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2009/04/went-to-school-today.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-667108489976668681</id><published>2009-04-10T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T19:24:38.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Went out with Nick, Dayna, Justin, Georgina, Gabriel and Marcus today.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Suntec. Was super fun and high, before I went to&lt;br /&gt;the Esplanade, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Swensens' for dinner, was hell. Should've taken Gelare in the first place,&lt;br /&gt;but noooo. Nick wanted Swensens' so we went for it.&lt;br /&gt;Tasted like shit. Service was bad. I could cook better(LOL)!&lt;br /&gt;They took like 30 minutes to make the god damned ice-cream which looks so.. ugly..&lt;br /&gt;And they were so fast to receive money when we billed. FFS.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the time during dinner was fun though.&lt;br /&gt;They talked about many things, and kept shooting Gabriel.&lt;br /&gt;The couples then went out to the Fortune Well to take pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the Esplanade afterwards, wasn't quiet like how we expected;&lt;br /&gt;loads of tourists and other people.&lt;br /&gt;Some dancers(who suck like shit) were dancing there. Ruining the ambience&lt;br /&gt;Many couples were there, and we took group photos. xD&lt;br /&gt;Gab got sabotaged by Nick, Marcus&amp;amp;Justin for every photo. And yeah, he looked&lt;br /&gt;super unglam xDD But that's Gabriel anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home with Nick&amp;amp;Dayna as usual. The shelter on the way home was FILLED with lizards, damn disgusting. D:&lt;br /&gt;And they stare at you when you go close, so I stayed under&lt;br /&gt;the area and waited for them to disperse before going.&lt;br /&gt;Reached home and kun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949823967680247259-667108489976668681?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/667108489976668681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=667108489976668681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/667108489976668681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/667108489976668681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2009/04/went-out-with-nick-dayna-justin.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-1151417466105030319</id><published>2009-04-09T22:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T01:47:25.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thinking of you . Thinking of you .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Skipped school today. 'Cause the day was a waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;But who knew. There was an oral examination.. and I din't attend.&lt;br /&gt;Neither did Nick, but at least he has an official&lt;br /&gt;document to certify him. And I don't, wonder if I'd get a retest or somethin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, regret skipping today.&lt;br /&gt;Never gonna skip again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched "Confessions of a Shopaholic" today.&lt;br /&gt;Show's pretty good, rate it 5/5 for me.&lt;br /&gt;It's realistic(to an extent), hilarious and entertaining. And it's really worth watching.&lt;br /&gt;The main lead(female), Rebecca is a really extravagant person.&lt;br /&gt;She spends without limits on clothing and stuff. So much that she&lt;br /&gt;accumulated a huge amount of debt.&lt;br /&gt;And she, ironically. Joins a finance company on saving money.&lt;br /&gt;And is successful and gains her own column.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also meets dashing Luke(main lead who's super shuai), her superior&lt;br /&gt;in the company. The show shows the world in a.. different angle that I've&lt;br /&gt;never seen before. It gives it a special feeling to the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teaches us that humans, friendship, relationships. Family. Are more important&lt;br /&gt;than objects, purchaseable products and materialistic wants&amp;amp;needs.&lt;br /&gt;Because when the winter comes, what really keeps you cold&lt;br /&gt;is your family and loved ones and not the 5% cashmere 95% cotton jacket you bought&lt;br /&gt;at a 50% off sale who you got into a catfight with a fellow shopaholic.&lt;br /&gt;Really, really good movie. Has all sorts of elements. Surprise, humor, love and sadness. Also moral values.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So those who wanna watch it better hurry up. O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyways, about life.&lt;br /&gt;Many. Many things happened over this month, despite it just starting.&lt;br /&gt;Though it doesn't really involve me, it indirectly affects I guess.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause Nick's in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't talk much about it 'cause it's rather private.&lt;br /&gt;But in any case. I was really admiring Nick for his ability to remain&lt;br /&gt;calm even though hell let loose. And he could properly think through&lt;br /&gt;things despite Dayna being pissed off and doubting him. Glad their&lt;br /&gt;relationship din't get ruined over this thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways; this is to Dayna if she does read.&lt;br /&gt;Please don't blame Momo for telling us the truth. 'Cause Nick had&lt;br /&gt;the right to know. It's the same logic as for example; if you&lt;br /&gt;had his child. He has the right to know. It's exactly the same.&lt;br /&gt;So please don't blame her. And besides, she only told me and Justin&lt;br /&gt;Which you can totally trust. So what's wrong with that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let such trivial matters intervene with your relationship with friends. Sending cynical messages&lt;br /&gt;such as "Thanks a lot for your honesty" will just ruin your relationship&lt;br /&gt;you've built up over the years. And you should think thrice before doing something.&lt;br /&gt;And maybe foresee the consequences. 'Cause it really hurt Momo&lt;br /&gt;when you said such things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might now be thinking: "Then what about me? And I'm&lt;br /&gt;not hurt?" Well, you are hurt. But then again. It's your fault you did such a thing.&lt;br /&gt;Not saying it's entirely your fault, maybe Momo should've&lt;br /&gt;respected your decision to not let us know. But yeah, paper can't keep fire.&lt;br /&gt;And Nick will eventually find out, cause he knows in his heart&lt;br /&gt;something's wrong even before we revealed the truth to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. While reading Nick's recent post, I was really moved.&lt;br /&gt;And to all people with rocky relationships. There're always up-and-downs in one I guess.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, Justin&amp;amp;Georgina. Must stay strong and compromise.&lt;br /&gt;And as for me. I'll live my single-hood life tyvm. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall end here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/2949823967680247259-1151417466105030319?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/1151417466105030319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=1151417466105030319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/1151417466105030319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/1151417466105030319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2009/04/thinking-of-you.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-1160636763354701729</id><published>2009-04-04T22:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T00:59:58.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Flag Day(A.K.A Donate Plz)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So reluctant to go, but had no choice cause CIP&lt;br /&gt;is compulsory.&lt;br /&gt;But yeah. Was reluctant initially, and kind of resented&lt;br /&gt;it. But guess what.&lt;br /&gt;CIP ROCKED :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to LAN shop after getting our 'tin-cans'. Played DotA&lt;br /&gt;for a few hours, had fun. Experience was different&lt;br /&gt;from when we played at home.&lt;br /&gt;Justin was really enthu about the entire thing.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it was his first time, and stuff like that(okay&lt;br /&gt;that sounds wrong lol).&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. Went home after that. Nothing much&lt;br /&gt;happened for the rest of the day. Not that I can recall.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/2949823967680247259-1160636763354701729?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/1160636763354701729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=1160636763354701729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/1160636763354701729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/1160636763354701729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2009/04/flag-daya.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-2320497355331210161</id><published>2009-04-03T22:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T01:00:18.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sports Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lol, not really very enthusiastic about it.&lt;br /&gt;Neither am I looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much an ordinary day, under the fucking&lt;br /&gt;hot&lt;br /&gt;sun.&lt;br /&gt;School picked SP's stadium as the venue,&lt;br /&gt;they built the shelter in a really odd fashion.&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't cover anything! LOL D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we(Justin, Marcus, Nick, Dayna&amp;amp;Momo) slept under this&lt;br /&gt;make-shift tent thing with our earpieces on.&lt;br /&gt;Then some teacher asked us to go back after awhile.&lt;br /&gt;Extremely boring, we kept trying to find ways to escape out of the&lt;br /&gt;stadium but everywhere had a dog patrolling(*cough*NPCC*cough*)&lt;br /&gt;Overall.. nothing much la. Rosliyana was Sports Girl of the Year. Congrats to her.&lt;br /&gt;Again. And some lower secondary was Sports Guy.&lt;br /&gt;Forgot what I did on that day so I'll end here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/2949823967680247259-2320497355331210161?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/2320497355331210161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=2320497355331210161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/2320497355331210161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/2320497355331210161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2009/04/sports-day-lol-not-really-very.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-2763782267006559020</id><published>2009-04-02T22:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T22:48:25.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Nothing much to post actually.&lt;br /&gt;But I felt my blog needed some&lt;br /&gt;attention. x3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much lor, same ol' same ol'.&lt;br /&gt;Recess food getting suckier everyday.&lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow is Sport's Day. So I'm&lt;br /&gt;meeting up with the rest of them in the morning&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywaez, in love with Wonder Girls. Lol D8 Nobudy nobudy&lt;br /&gt;but chu. Love their dance. :3&lt;br /&gt;And they got their rings!&lt;br /&gt;Nick&amp;amp;Dayna, Justin&amp;amp;Georgina, all very cute&lt;br /&gt;sia the rings. Worth the price I'd say.&lt;br /&gt;But of course their love doesn't worth that little.&lt;br /&gt;Nyways, gonna go to Clarke Quay(yes again), after&lt;br /&gt;Sport's Day.&lt;br /&gt;Then if I'm not wrong, on Saturday we're having&lt;br /&gt;Flag Day(CIP). Bah. Fuck it, school&lt;br /&gt;consuming my entire week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel like quitting school D8 Everything's so&lt;br /&gt;difficult and tiring. But this is life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND LIFE SUCKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949823967680247259-2763782267006559020?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/2763782267006559020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=2763782267006559020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/2763782267006559020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/2763782267006559020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2009/04/nothing-much-to-post-actually.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-6075308697559934397</id><published>2009-03-28T22:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T22:47:40.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;EARTH-HOUR DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't know what that is. It's the day where during 8.30PM - 9.30PM&lt;br /&gt;everyone turns off every electrical appliance in their apartments to stop global warming and&lt;br /&gt;saving resources.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Slept in my mom's room 'cause my air-conditioner wasn't working&lt;br /&gt;and I really, really, really did not wanna sleep in a hot and stuffy room.&lt;br /&gt;Then took a shower and on the computer, as usual. Had lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did nothing much today, except for gaming, had dinner afterwards. Then soon came 8.30PM, turned off the lights&lt;br /&gt;fan. Almost everything except the fridge and computer(cause I insisted&lt;br /&gt;to stay online&lt;br /&gt;or I would've rotten&lt;br /&gt;to death).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;--------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Anyways, summarizing about this entire week since I didn't post, except for Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Was a really tiring week. And it seemed super long.&lt;br /&gt;Nick&amp;amp;Justin facing loads of problems, relationships mainly. External factors; like friends&lt;br /&gt;and family are the problems. Not the couple themselves, for Nick's case at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't remember how many times I was sweating in class. Freaking warm weather,&lt;br /&gt;the air was dense and hard to breathe in.&lt;br /&gt;Had a small shoutoff with Momo&amp;amp;Dayna.&lt;br /&gt;Practiced tapping with Nick&amp;amp;Justin.&lt;br /&gt;For some reason I'm feeling very rebellious this year. And that's bad.&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, like I said yesterday. I'm gonna improve my behavior in class.&lt;br /&gt;Do homework&amp;amp;attend remedials(except for CHINESE). Haha. xD&lt;br /&gt;And I was staying back almost every single day, and was late for school on Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;So the week seemed really long and tiring. Stressed out. Gonna unwind&lt;br /&gt;during this weekend, praying it'll last a little longer. But today flew pass&lt;br /&gt;like a running tap. .__.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your weekends everyone :D Byeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;--------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949823967680247259-6075308697559934397?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/6075308697559934397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=6075308697559934397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/6075308697559934397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/6075308697559934397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2009/03/earth-hour-day-if-you-dont-know-what.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-6578559596159929590</id><published>2009-03-27T22:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T22:32:43.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;REPORT-CARD DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*goes spastic*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Haha, yeah. You heard that right, it's report-card day, better known&lt;br /&gt;as the "Parent-Teacher Meeting Session" to many others.&lt;br /&gt;Results I got wasn't so ideal, and was self-explanatory.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I didn't even try for the term, to be honest. Didn't do much homework&lt;br /&gt;Didn't study much either. Computer's on 24/7 once I'm home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's not gonna happen for this term. Can't promise I won't sleep in class,&lt;br /&gt;but I'll try to stay awake. For 3/4 of the entire day, at least. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Forgot what happened during cur-curricular time, so I'll just write about when school ended.&lt;br /&gt;Went to WM with Nick, Marcus&amp;amp;Dayna's eviltwinnie(ZhiMing)!&lt;br /&gt;Both born on the same day, hard to find someone that's born on the same day in this world.&lt;br /&gt;Order'd IcedChocolate(yes again). Addicted to it! x3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after that went home around 3. Spent some time at home on the computer.&lt;br /&gt;Parents came home around 4.40. Washed up and then left house around 5.15(when the&lt;br /&gt;meeting is actually at 5.20). Brought Money along. :3&lt;br /&gt;Mom met MsChong&amp;amp;MsZhang. While dad waited in the car with doggy.&lt;br /&gt;She did most of the talking, ironically. Leaving both teachers speechless.&lt;br /&gt;As expected, my results deproved. Failed 3 subjects. Chinese, Math&amp;amp;POA.&lt;br /&gt;But! I can pass Chinese if I want to. And a little more effort and I'll pass POA&lt;br /&gt;for sure~ Only worry is Math.. which I'm gonna have to put in&lt;br /&gt;loads of work and effort.&lt;br /&gt;But it all makes sense, what MsZhang said: "I know you may not like or enjoy doing this&lt;br /&gt;currently in school. And feel that what you're learning now&lt;br /&gt;isn't applicable or useful in life.. But if you persevere and suffer for this remaining 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;You can select an ideal career choice and do something you actually enjoy&lt;br /&gt;for the rest of your life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. that's exactly what I'm gonna do. Of course not to the extent where I'm always preoccupied&lt;br /&gt;with a book la, haha. Like Lucius liddat. :X&lt;br /&gt;Then supposed to meet MrsToh, but we couldn't find her&lt;br /&gt;and my mom had an appointment.. sooo.&lt;br /&gt;In any case, my mom left. And I went for the talk alone.&lt;br /&gt;Saw the rest of my classmates there.&lt;br /&gt;Nick, Jeremy, Marcus, YongJie, Kid, Dayna, Momo, Arie. Justin wasn't there for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;But that's okay, I guess. The talk was pretty crap, talked about many things&lt;br /&gt;we already knew. So we didn't really listen but was, rather. Talking and falling asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to WM with Dayna's mom, Dayna, Nick&amp;amp;Momo afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner there, then bought Vivi's food :D&lt;br /&gt;Momo went home first, then the rest of us trained home. And I guess that ends the day&lt;br /&gt;for us. The tiring day, and also the week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;--------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/2949823967680247259-6578559596159929590?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/6578559596159929590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=6578559596159929590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/6578559596159929590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/6578559596159929590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2009/03/report-card-day-goes-spastic-haha-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-7557763945961094589</id><published>2009-03-23T23:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T00:03:51.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;SCHOOL SUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SCHOOL SUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SCHOOL SUCKS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;SCHOOL SUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;SCHOOL SUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I could do this the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;First day of school; sucked like #*@!. Suay like shit.&lt;br /&gt;Early in the morning miss 2 trains; then caught&lt;br /&gt;by blackshitface for hair. Sent to barber.&lt;br /&gt;I dunno for whut. So #*!@ing short still catch.&lt;br /&gt;Then those super long one never catch.&lt;br /&gt;Might as well spend time catching smokers.&lt;br /&gt;250% times easier and more effective.&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh #*@! In the end didn't have to cut, but Jeremy, Justin&amp;amp;Marcus did.&lt;br /&gt;Then photo taking immediately wtf KNN #*@!ing h3ll.&lt;br /&gt;Pure BS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay done ranting. D; Anyways, went to trim hair on my way home.&lt;br /&gt;Totally no fringe now .___.&lt;br /&gt;School was boring, as usual. And for some reason Jeremy's wearing specs.&lt;br /&gt;With no lenses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.. Dayna asked me to do this.. quiz O_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A - Arie&lt;br /&gt;B - Bryan&lt;br /&gt;C - Celia&lt;br /&gt;D - Dayna&lt;br /&gt;E - Eunice&lt;br /&gt;F - Faith&lt;br /&gt;G - Gabriel&lt;br /&gt;H - Huili&lt;br /&gt;I -&lt;br /&gt;J - Jeremy&lt;br /&gt;K -&lt;br /&gt;L - LiQing&lt;br /&gt;M - Marcus&lt;br /&gt;N - Nicholas&lt;br /&gt;O -&lt;br /&gt;P - Ping Swee&lt;br /&gt;Q -&lt;br /&gt;R - Rachel&lt;br /&gt;S - ShiHui&lt;br /&gt;T -&lt;br /&gt;U -&lt;br /&gt;V - Venice&lt;br /&gt;W - WenXiang&lt;br /&gt;X - XinYi&lt;br /&gt;Y - YongJie&lt;br /&gt;Z - ZhiMing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Can R&amp;amp;S be together in a BGR?&lt;br /&gt;Like no?&lt;br /&gt;2) How is L related to you?&lt;br /&gt;Dunno, acquaintance.&lt;br /&gt;3) If C betrays you, will you kill him/her?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing for her to betray.&lt;br /&gt;4) If K steals your GF, will you kill him/her?&lt;br /&gt;Don't have K.&lt;br /&gt;5) What if L told you he/she has a crush on you?&lt;br /&gt;Omg D:&lt;br /&gt;6) Will you and M get into a fight?&lt;br /&gt;No D:&lt;br /&gt;7) Who does K have a crush on?&lt;br /&gt;DON'T HAVE LAAA&lt;br /&gt;8) If W calls you bitch, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;Call him a fat bitch? :D&lt;br /&gt;9) What's the relationship between you and E?&lt;br /&gt;Ex-classmate&lt;br /&gt;10) Who does Z like?&lt;br /&gt;Dunno&lt;br /&gt;11) Who is I's best friend?&lt;br /&gt;Don't have&lt;br /&gt;12) What color does Y like?&lt;br /&gt;Uh, black?&lt;br /&gt;13) Where does F live?&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere really far from here.. in SG. But far D:&lt;br /&gt;14) Did you and C have a fight before?&lt;br /&gt;Hardly talk.&lt;br /&gt;15) Who is H's best friend?&lt;br /&gt;Uh.. ShiYun I think.&lt;br /&gt;16) What can you say about T?&lt;br /&gt;Empty.&lt;br /&gt;17) What if J told you he/she has a crush on you?&lt;br /&gt;Dunno, do what a man should do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag as many people as you can to do this quiz:&lt;br /&gt;Uh.. GABRIEL D: and MORE GABRIELS xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/2949823967680247259-7557763945961094589?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/7557763945961094589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=7557763945961094589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/7557763945961094589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/7557763945961094589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2009/03/school-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-1156149600485990139</id><published>2009-03-18T23:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T00:58:59.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Happy Birthday Nicholas :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Yeah, you heard right bitches&lt;br /&gt;It's Nick's birthday today!&lt;br /&gt;So we went out to Clementi's kBox to celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;We includes, me, Gabriel, Dayna, Momo, YongRen(Nick's friend) and of course, Nick himself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sang like.. 15 of LJR's songs, which I think bored the rest of them 'cause they all&lt;br /&gt;fell asleep xD&lt;br /&gt;Sorry; couldn't resist.. must.. sing.. all.. 15.. songs.. And I actually missed one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I sang..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mei You Ru Guo&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fly Away&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wei Wo Hao&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chun Zhen&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wo Hai Ji De&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nuan Nuan&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Qin Qin&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jie Shou&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ting Bu Dao&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yong Qi&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Si Lu&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lu&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fen Shou Kuai Le&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;XX&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;XX&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;I forgot the other two Dx And I missed out Ru Guo You Yi Tian and Ning Xia.&lt;br /&gt;Another nice song Dayna chose was Ah Mei's Zhen Shi. :D&lt;br /&gt;Then came Nick's cake, and they were playing with it instead of eating =_=&lt;br /&gt;Cream was all over Nick&amp;amp;Dayna(yes it sounds wrong).&lt;br /&gt;And Nick ate cream that fell off the ground x_x ew. Which he spat out, obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, sang Nick the traditional Birthday Song, and then he made wishes. A lot of'em, apparently. Greedy b@st@rd D:&lt; Lol.&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/2949823967680247259-1156149600485990139?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/1156149600485990139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=1156149600485990139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/1156149600485990139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/1156149600485990139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-birthday-nicholas-d-yeah-you.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-2204569815849946403</id><published>2009-03-17T22:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:07:14.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mm let's see what I did today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Brush teeth&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;On computer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Played with Money&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Surfed internet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watch anime&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watched TV&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chat with Celia&amp;amp;Jacqueline&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watch more anime&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watch more TV&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watched my brother come back home&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watched my mom open the door&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watched him shriek as he walked in the bathroom&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watched him run out from the bathroom&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There was a bird in the bathroom&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watched the bird watching me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watched Money watched the bird watching me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watched my brother(who is 21 years old and in NS) ask my mom to help him scare off a bird&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watched  my mom come in and scare the bird&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watched the bird fly around my brother's room afterwards and shitting everywhere&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watched my brother run everywhere&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watched Money chase the bird everywhere&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watched everyone running everywhere&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then the bird stopped and stayed put&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Everything was normal&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Until.. Money went to scare her again T_T&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Repeat step 19 to 22&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I continued watching anime while they ran around&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The bird finally flew out&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watched my brother curse and swear as his pillow kena birdshit&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Laughed like mad&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Father came home from Indonesia&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Blogging now while talking to Jacqueline&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tomorrow's Nicholases' birthday. And we're going to kBox. But he's still&lt;br /&gt;in Malacca now. But he's still going for it. Justin&amp;amp;Marcus&lt;br /&gt;decided to back out. Leaving us with problems 'cause Dayna&lt;br /&gt;reserved 7 people, and now there's only 5.&lt;br /&gt;Bored stiff.&lt;br /&gt;And this is a typical day of my life, minus the bird.&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/2949823967680247259-2204569815849946403?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/2204569815849946403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=2204569815849946403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/2204569815849946403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/2204569815849946403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2009/03/mm-lets-see-what-i-did-today.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-7981614887663169555</id><published>2009-03-15T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T00:56:31.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh yeah! And I got back my English paper.&lt;br /&gt;Highest was 19 in class. Over 30.&lt;br /&gt;Pathetic right.&lt;br /&gt;And he's none other than. Jeremy!&lt;br /&gt;And a few others, but he's still the best :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywaez, I got like 16/30. Just pass.&lt;br /&gt;You're a complete failure. Dumb cow. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949823967680247259-7981614887663169555?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/7981614887663169555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=7981614887663169555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/7981614887663169555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/7981614887663169555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2009/03/oh-yeah-and-i-got-back-my-english-paper.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-7265983481786517125</id><published>2009-03-15T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T00:55:11.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;JUNJO ROMANTICA ROCKS! :B&lt;br /&gt;Yeah that was super random, but I love it.&lt;br /&gt;The anime relates well, and I fucking love it.&lt;br /&gt;Fucking fucking love it. Lulz :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so.. today, I did nothing much. 'Cept help my mom get ready for her school's sec3 camp!&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go so badly x(&lt;br /&gt;But cannot. Sigh. I went in BBSS and took a look anywaes.&lt;br /&gt;Daddy went to Indonesia today.. Money at home alone&lt;br /&gt;I think she's angry he didn't&lt;br /&gt;say bye before he left =_=&lt;br /&gt;Had to forcefeed her dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno what tu du now. I'm not gonna sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I'll just sit here.&lt;br /&gt;And think.&lt;br /&gt;About..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;me! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949823967680247259-7265983481786517125?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/7265983481786517125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=7265983481786517125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/7265983481786517125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/7265983481786517125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2009/03/junjo-romantica-rocks-b-yeah-that-was.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-8720889293538709858</id><published>2009-03-13T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T00:26:05.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;怎么了？累了吗？&lt;br /&gt;Taking a break from everything, or I'm gonna&lt;br /&gt;mentally breakdown soon.&lt;br /&gt;Nick's birthday's in 4 days. And we're going to kBox to celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;No idea what to get him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skipped school today.. didn't feel like going,&lt;br /&gt;no idea how to face it.&lt;br /&gt;So I'm avoiding it.&lt;br /&gt;But in any case..&lt;br /&gt;Talked with Justin for a few hours on MSN..&lt;br /&gt;Said I've to serve detention on the first day of school. Great for a start.&lt;br /&gt;Feel like quitting school. F'd up shit.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, g'luck to Justin&amp;amp;Georgina. Hopefully they'll&lt;br /&gt;salvage the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the day repeating the same 12 songs, browsing the net and forums..&lt;br /&gt;DotA'd awhile ago. Sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Eat.&lt;br /&gt;Sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Nuthin'tudu. Bored stiff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949823967680247259-8720889293538709858?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/8720889293538709858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=8720889293538709858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/8720889293538709858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/8720889293538709858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2009/03/taking-break-from-everything-or-im.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-3474169180927283361</id><published>2009-03-12T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T22:14:29.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Went out with Nick, Dayna, Jacq&amp;amp;Justin just now.&lt;br /&gt;Clarke Quay. Did nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;Had Jap food and walked around playing, watched how&lt;br /&gt;the people made 'Sticky' candy.&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to pon school tmr but probably won't. Though I may now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm leaving SG soon! For awhile, but yeah. At least I don't have to see the fucked&lt;br /&gt;upfaceanymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949823967680247259-3474169180927283361?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/3474169180927283361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=3474169180927283361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/3474169180927283361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/3474169180927283361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2009/03/went-out-with-nick-dayna-jacq-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-4993773507819564424</id><published>2009-03-09T20:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T20:23:01.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Got back Geography&amp;amp;SocialStudies today.&lt;br /&gt;Failed SS, 11/25. First time failing SS.&lt;br /&gt;Rather sad, but yeah. 16/25 for Geography. &amp;amp;I skipped one question!&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MrMarcusTeo didn't have the papers today.. again. And MrHo was giving attitude again. Couldn't be bothered so slept through the lesson.&lt;br /&gt;MrsToh didn't come, and won't be for the entire week.&lt;br /&gt;Basically we did nothing worthwhile today in school.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to go home straight, but it was raining so slept in the canteen with Marcus they all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then went home with Justin, had lunch with him. Then went for his volleyball&lt;br /&gt;administrative stuff.&lt;br /&gt;And just DotA'd with him. Owned the computers(duh). And now he's off for volleyball&lt;br /&gt;practice, yes.. at 8+. Fucking crazy. D:&lt;br /&gt;Good luck anyways~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today I decided on two things.&lt;br /&gt;Focus on Math or die.&lt;br /&gt;And forget about anything else.&lt;br /&gt;Or at least.. try to forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And.. I'm feeling a little crazy today :D Gonna go lixiao Dayna when she logs on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949823967680247259-4993773507819564424?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/4993773507819564424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=4993773507819564424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/4993773507819564424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/4993773507819564424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2009/03/got-back-geography-today.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-3650426777846310412</id><published>2009-03-08T23:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T23:12:16.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Woke up around 1 PM, dunno what happened but there's a cut over my nose for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;And there's 3 pimples too, zomg.&lt;br /&gt;Washed up and used computer, what else could I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played with Money the entire day, watched TV. Played DotA.&lt;br /&gt;Got rickroll'd by Gabriel.&lt;br /&gt;Nick&amp;amp;Dayna went out.&lt;br /&gt;Jacqueline with her own friends I think.&lt;br /&gt;Bored stiff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 11.11 PM now and iono what tu du.&lt;br /&gt;Sleep?&lt;br /&gt;But sleep is for weaklings D:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Only weak people sleep, people like me don't need it! &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay gonna sleep nao, buaixszx.&lt;br /&gt;.__. Hope I get something good for my English essay tomorrow or I'm gonna&lt;br /&gt;'elf'&lt;br /&gt;the&lt;br /&gt;whole&lt;br /&gt;day.&lt;br /&gt;x_x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949823967680247259-3650426777846310412?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/3650426777846310412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=3650426777846310412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/3650426777846310412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/3650426777846310412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2009/03/woke-up-around-1-pm-dunno-what-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-2191680059942598047</id><published>2009-03-07T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T14:54:41.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Watched Marley and Me with my brother today.&lt;br /&gt;The dog very cute! And when it died it was super sad. Almost everyone&lt;br /&gt;in the cinema was crying, even the 'ah-bengs and ah-lians'.&lt;br /&gt;Of course I also cried la. When the dog died he was like saying "Goodbye"&lt;br /&gt;to the owner. Can't imagine if Money died x_x&lt;br /&gt;I would rate it 9.5/10. It's really good, and the dog really knows how to act.&lt;br /&gt;The humans also very funny, John and Jenny. They keep fucking and getting&lt;br /&gt;pregnant -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then change house, change job. Pregnant again. Change house and change job.&lt;br /&gt;But he's quite rich, 'cause he was promoted from a reporter to a columnist. Means he has&lt;br /&gt;a column in a magazine la. He wrote about his life&lt;br /&gt;Which, to everyone else in the country. Was hysterical and hilarious&lt;br /&gt;like hell.&lt;br /&gt;He writes mainly about his wife and dog. And the dog is does many funny things -.-&lt;br /&gt;It even got kicked out of 'Dog Obedience School'! Omfg Dx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then later he ate the necklace the husband gave the wife and shit it out. The shit orange color 'cause he ate mangoes =_=&lt;br /&gt;Then John was like .. gross.&lt;br /&gt;The dog, although naughty. Knows how to behave when needed. Like that time the wife, Jenny&lt;br /&gt;Pregnant and miscarriage or something, somehow she lost her baby la,&lt;br /&gt;then she came home and cry. The dog hug her and sleep with her.&lt;br /&gt;Then later got 3 kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they were playing in the snow, yay. But when going home.. Marley didn't have the&lt;br /&gt;energy to climb up the stairs..&lt;br /&gt;So ke lian. .__.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Marley likes to hump people too xD&lt;br /&gt;but he didn't get a girlfriend throughout the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay backtrack! When Marley got kicked out of Dog Obedience School.&lt;br /&gt;The owners thought of an evil plan.. dog camp..&lt;br /&gt;Then when they were in the car, John was like guilty.. and the dog wanted&lt;br /&gt;to get fresh air from the open window. Then Jenny was like "no no, let him back in".&lt;br /&gt;The guy said let him, cause he was gonna be gone for a few weeks anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the dog jumped out LOL. Then John said "He's caught on to our evil doggy plan!". Rofl,&lt;br /&gt;laughed like mad.&lt;br /&gt;Overall it's a good show. Enjoyed it much. And you should watch it too D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949823967680247259-2191680059942598047?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/2191680059942598047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=2191680059942598047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/2191680059942598047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/2191680059942598047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2009/03/watched-marley-and-me-with-my-brother.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-1149621787778668377</id><published>2009-03-06T15:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T14:53:51.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Got back papers for CT! Only some la, Chinese, Maths and Combined Sciences. Okay lor, first two failed as expected. Combined Sciences almost fail. Chinese got like 10/50. Math 11/40. CMI. Gonna die for the year. Chemistry 17/25 and Physics 13.5/25. Totaling up to 61/100. B3! Which sucks like shit compared to everyone else. Jeremy A1! Justin A2! I think. Nick also quite high. Marcus too. Only me ): Bucking up for Science and Maths, unless in some point of life I've given up on education. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to post, spent most of my time with Nick, Dayna &amp;amp;Jacq. All of them have so many problems. Frustrating, not saying I'm finding them annoying but.. I've my own problems too and I can't solve it Dx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fail at my C1. I fail at life too :D Supposed to go jog with them today, but back hurting + I didn't wanna wake up at 5.30 'cause I didn't get much sleep for this week =_=. iPodding now D; gonna sleep nao. Yes, at 3.45 PM. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949823967680247259-1149621787778668377?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/1149621787778668377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=1149621787778668377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/1149621787778668377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/1149621787778668377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2009/03/got-back-papers-for-ct-only-some-la.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-406524137425860698</id><published>2009-02-27T22:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T22:33:28.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why hold on when it hurts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Common test today, papers were English essay writing, Chinese comprehension and Social Studies.&lt;br /&gt;Was pretty okay, for the first two papers at least. English was supposed to be report writing, or at least that's what MrTeo told us. Until there was a change where he "who was full of integrity" didn't try to peek at the new script and tell us. Turned out to be continuous writing. Wrote on a question about "Ways to improve in grades other than private tutors." The other questions were lacking and had nothin' to write on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Social Studies next, studied for it and managed to answer the questions. But I don't think I'll get anything high this time 'cause I lazed off at the end, skipping some parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came the third paper, Chinese. Horrible. Three papers in a row is torture, lazed off the entire thing. Skipped most questions and randomly answered MCQs. And I'm now a candidate with Marcus&amp;amp;Dayna on who gets the lowest marks. And the one who gets highest among us three treads to SAKAE SUSHI :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate at PastaMania later on, totally regret. Gonna skip about it, had ice cream at Maccas afterwards. Which I took about 20 minutes to eat one. x_x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trained to Nick's house. Played with the dogs, turned on air-con and songs and then slept. All three of us, Dayna, Nick and me. Had dinner there as well, and then went home. Supposed to DotA with them now, which they are. But was too laggy so I left. D: Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949823967680247259-406524137425860698?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/406524137425860698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=406524137425860698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/406524137425860698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/406524137425860698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2009/02/why-hold-on-when-it-hurts.html' title='Why hold on when it hurts.'/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-2401801087940116568</id><published>2009-02-21T01:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T01:37:17.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Skipped school today 'cause my eyes were swollen for an unknown reason, only my left eye strangely. Was good anyways, kind of needed a break from the long week. Had an extra hour of sleep, woke up a 7.50. The sky was clear blue when I woke up; however inside was gray and raining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I could manage alone, but it doesn't seem like it anymore. I thought I would get over it, but I don't think I can. I thought it wouldn't affect me much, yet my life's upside down now. Tried to not think about things by playing DotA, but yeah; it didn't work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then played DotA with Nick, a little different this time. Every now and then I would feel droplets of water rolling off my face and dripping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this is it. It's over now; rain after sunshine. And I can't change anything anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949823967680247259-2401801087940116568?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/2401801087940116568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=2401801087940116568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/2401801087940116568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/2401801087940116568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2009/02/skipped-school-today-cause-my-eyes-were.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-2736679031357278233</id><published>2009-02-19T21:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T21:34:08.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Solved Jacqueline and Dayna's problem for them. Dayna initially didn't have the guts to tell or even, look Jacqueline in the face. Well.. used my own style of reverse psychology and managed to persuade her to do so. Maybe I'm like Eden in 'Heroes!" :D With the power of persuasion. That'd be cool. But what I would really want is Claire Bennet's power: The ultimate regeneration(saisei).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how.. I solve people's problems so easily. Yet I can't do a thing for myself. Went up to CCK park again.. this time no sadness. As promised. We came in smiles with Jacqueline this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah.. I'm happy my friends aren't quarreling anymore.. but the pain inside me is about to blow off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949823967680247259-2736679031357278233?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/2736679031357278233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=2736679031357278233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/2736679031357278233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/2736679031357278233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2009/02/solved-jacqueline-and-daynas-problem.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-6156292695677045227</id><published>2009-02-19T21:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T21:33:18.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Stayed with Nick for POA, then waited for Dayna after that.. had dinner with him and YueChao at WM, then came back to school to fetch Dayna. Walked home from Gombak to CCK with her and Nick.. talked about many stuffs. About her problems with Jacqueline. Funny how the words I use to counsel her, I cannot do it myself. Yet I say it so easily. Inside I know I sound hypocritical.. but yeah.. it's not that easy. And I know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case.. spent the day with her until 8 PM, or around there. At CCK park on the high pavilion thing. It was really.. serene.. and there were many stars, only one at first. Dayna pointed out that that star was her. As a pun for her chinese name with the character inside. She probably felt alone as there weren't any other stars. But after a few hours, many other stars appeared and I said that she wasn't alone, and there're all of us around her. Many of her good friends. The atmosphere was right, the right time to cry things out. And so I teared. Tears falling off my chin every few second or the other, Dayna also cried, adding on to the atmosphere. Then after we camwhore'd we left, and promised ourselves that the next time we come. We're not gonna be in tears, but smiling and we'll bring Jacqueline along as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Nicholas could only watch us. Camwhore'd after that to brighten up the mood, pictures are at Dayna's blog! If you're not allowed in her blog then TOO BAD LOSER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949823967680247259-6156292695677045227?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/6156292695677045227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=6156292695677045227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/6156292695677045227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/6156292695677045227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2009/02/stayed-with-nick-for-poa-then-waited.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-7744558027698568338</id><published>2009-02-17T21:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T21:34:24.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Another day of awkward silence in class; we're not talking anymore. Not one to one, and hardly in groups. That's good anyway.. in a sense. This kind of relationship is wrong anyway, so we're better off just keeping quiet.&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -&lt;br /&gt;Appetite wasn't good these few days.. everything tasted bland ever since. Regret telling Nick about it.. and got to know the truth. Which I somewhat expected since two years ago, but didn't wanna hear it from himself but I guess that can't be helped. It would eventually come anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironically.. I didn't feel relieved at all. I always thought the burden on my heart was this, and now that it's solved the load would be lifted. But.. no. It's even more confusing now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed with Dayna&amp;amp;Nick during recess, spouted out a chinese idiom subconsciously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;“天有不测风云，人有旦夕祸福。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;He said his biggest “福” was Dayna, and I asked why's it such that when people love others it's considered a fortunate thing. Yet not in my case, I asked “为什么别人爱的那么幸福？我却爱得那么痛苦？“, he didn't give a definite answer but.. I guess. I guess that's why way it is. But in any case.. it's all over now; rain after sunshine. Nothing's gonna change that. And I can't accept it.. not now at least - yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And nowadays.. crying doesn't help the strain on my heart anymore. Eating doesn't brighten my day. Gelare doesn't even look appetizing anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949823967680247259-7744558027698568338?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/7744558027698568338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=7744558027698568338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/7744558027698568338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/7744558027698568338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2009/02/another-day-of-awkward-silence-in-class.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-1122218879806656915</id><published>2009-02-16T21:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T21:50:15.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Today was.. horrible. Weather was warm, awkward silence in class. Profusly sweating every few seconds, beadlets of perspiration would fall from my chin, yes it's that fucking hot. Especially when you're trying to do Math with your brain cells constant killed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then just when you thought "Omg, finally. It's over". Your English teacher grows through some really simple English clauses that humans instinctively know as they grow up speaking English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick had detention today.. helped him accompany Dayna until she had her Chemistry remedial with Ducky, along the way we met Celia. Who.. has the habit of pulling people's bag straps as she walk behind them, weighing them down. Ducky was cruelly tortured by her, then Dayna asked Celia to be harsher D: Evil. Then Ducky broke free from her and started torturing Dayna herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mm.. then we met Yishan. Talked with her for awhile.. then went to SubWay and had lunch/dinner/whatever. Went home afterwards..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second time walking home in tears. Don't know why either, thinking too much about things and stress from life. Too much'uva load for me to handle. And I'm hardly 16. Life sucks. Life sucks. Life sucks. You're born into this world to suffer and die. Then repeat process through reincarnation. Suffer, die, suffer, die. There's nothing much to life other than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or that's just my current pessimistic point of view of the world currently on impulse. But yeah, in a way life sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949823967680247259-1122218879806656915?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/1122218879806656915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=1122218879806656915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/1122218879806656915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/1122218879806656915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2009/02/today-was.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-8124392022465137853</id><published>2009-02-14T21:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T04:06:13.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Happy Valentine's Day.&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - - - - - - - - - -&lt;br /&gt;Watched 'Titanic' on TV, been like.. a few years since I last watched it. Teared while watching 'cause it was sad when Jack died. Other than that I did nothing much today cause Money munched up my PS2 controller wires. =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching 'Heroes' with my brother nao.&lt;br /&gt;"Hi! My name is Hiro Nakamura and I come from the future, I'm here to save your life" for the lulz O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right.. now to get myself a "I survived Valentine's Day alone!" T-shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949823967680247259-8124392022465137853?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/8124392022465137853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=8124392022465137853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/8124392022465137853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/8124392022465137853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-4653347553208440085</id><published>2009-02-13T23:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T00:49:19.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Went to school without Nick&amp;amp;Dayna today 'cause I was afraid I would be late, didn't wanna go for detention again so I went ahead without them. Nick didn't come after all, overslept. And Dayna wasn't late either, but almost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.. brought my camera to school today, was supposed to print photos.. but I couldn't find the cable so I just brought it anyway, took pictures of people in class, a very unsporting MrMarcusTeo wouldn't allow me to use it in class to take pictures, but on the contrary MrFederickHo allowed me to take a picture of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took pictures of Justin.. Marcus.. Yongjie.. Lucius.. and Jeremy. The rest were all "camera shy" and ran off when I tried to snapshot. D: Will post pictures tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - - - - - - - - -&lt;br /&gt;Valentine's Day tomorrow. Wish Nick&amp;amp;Dayna a happy Valentine's Day. Same for Justin&amp;amp;Georgina. Gabriel, and also Jeremy with his girlfriend. And for me, I'll just spend my day with Money O: Gonna sleep nao, night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;No I did not cry. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/2949823967680247259-4653347553208440085?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/4653347553208440085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=4653347553208440085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/4653347553208440085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/4653347553208440085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2009/02/went-to-school-without-nick-today-cause.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-2120589842501636295</id><published>2009-02-06T21:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T21:18:26.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Valentine's day in eight days time, like.. most of the guys in class are talking about it. 'Cept me, again. Even Gabriel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably gonna be alone on that day then, like any other day.&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - - - - - - - - - - -&lt;br /&gt;Today sucked, got scolded by MsSiew for no big reason. Spent recess alone on the bench. Went home in tears. Unbearable feeling, bottling up feelings for four years, and people really do go crazy when they bottle up too much. I can tell 'cause I've been crying for no reason and've been really fragile recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds like what a girl would do, but screw that.. sudden urge to shout out loud, and sing at kBox. But'll have to wait after common test. Having to pretend everyday though the person is right beside you everyday. It's not like I don't wanna forget, but you can't forget someone you see everyday other day. Been misled since the previous years, and recently, specifically today; found out that it'll never be possible. And even so eight days later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost cried on the train home, but forced the tears back. Felt really weak and tired today, so I took the bus home instead.. only to find the bus only having me on it. Quiet, sobbing through the entire journey. Took one whole round back to my house, though I could've allighted fourteen stops ago. But I felt I needed the time I be left alone anyways. And I wouldn't get that at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat under my void deck for awhile, thinking through things. I've been telling myself to forget about it since the end of last year. Yeah sure, that's what I've been saying but is virtually impossible. I tell myself not to get soft hearted, but yeah. That's also not possible. Went in, saw Money at the door wagging her tail. She seemed to be able to tell I was sad and cried, snuggled up to me. Hugged her and continued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will stop here.. nothing much to write about anyway, all the above are all bullcrap. But blogging's the only way to vent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949823967680247259-2120589842501636295?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/2120589842501636295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=2120589842501636295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/2120589842501636295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/2120589842501636295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-day-in-eight-days-time-like.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-5417120097611053078</id><published>2009-02-05T20:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T21:02:01.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Reached school rather early today.. around 7.15 I think, plenty of time to walk about and buy drinks before assembling. Ceremony began and ended, check for thermometers and reading period, as usual. Started the day with POA, new chapter. Was about prepaid expenses and accrued revenue etc.. was pretty basic but will prolly get harder in the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess, ate then went to our usual area, the bench. Which I got explicitly gang-raped by Marcus, Nick &amp;amp;Justin(who dropped his phone 3 times o_o), uber embarrassing when people walked past us, worst of all was that Jeremy just watched and laughed. Assembled at the parade square then went back for Math lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't put on contacts today.. so couldn't see the board clearly. Which means I didn't really pay much attention, though I did all the work she assigned us. Had Physics test after wards, didn't expect 3 chapters, so I only studied for refraction and reflection of light. Which only had 1 question. Probably gonna fail, foundation not even there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay'd back for Math remedial, Nick, Dayna and momo stayed back with me. :D 'Cause there's a retest later during the remedial, Momo taught me during the 20 minute break. Understood what she said but forgot after wards, but I think I got the hang of it anyway. After much practice I did it. D: But needed some help during the test itself anyway.. but I think I may have passed even without help. I hope D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed back.. more, MrsToh wanted to test me on Sec2 stuff, see which one I was weak in, and it wasn't integers, but was algebra, expected anyway.. MrRojes' didn't really bother to teach us much so.. I'm kind of weak at it. Hopefully I'll do better once I re-learn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate KFC with them at WM, then browsed around for YiShan's bday present, didn't find anything suitable for her, yet. Then walked around in Popular and something caught my eye.. Pokemon :D! Lol, suddenly felt like playing it. @_@ Then went to Nick&amp;amp;Dayna, they were reading a lovebook, with questions like "When was the time he disappointed you?". Ducky was looking for her books to buy, then she found a book suitable for Firdaus, "Obama's way of Speech and Vision!" Lol, this kind of book also got D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Nick's house, Jacq went home. Dayna came along as well, played with Brownie&amp;amp;Sparkie and the piano. Then camwhored with the two of them in the mirror. Act cute, gay and man. Was fun, though Nick felt very 勉强, but it's okay. 习惯就好！ :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that? Go home lor. Doing revision paper 2 now, cannot believe it right. Me too. O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949823967680247259-5417120097611053078?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/5417120097611053078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=5417120097611053078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/5417120097611053078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/5417120097611053078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2009/02/reached-school-rather-early-today.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-156436950134008630</id><published>2009-02-04T20:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T21:14:27.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Super.Boring.Today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any day with Mathematics on double period sucks. MrsToh keeps giving attitude to the class, paying attention to only the ones that can keep up, while she speeds off leaving the slower ones behind -.- Then say we never do homework 'cause we're lazy. Blah. Blah. And all the crap. Tomorrow got Maths remedial.. re-test on the previous test.. which I scored a pathetic 10% out of 30 marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MissChong didn't come today, so we had 4 entire periods of slack. P.E w/o MrFoo and Ramesh, just MrNg, totally ignored everything he asked us to do. He doesn't care anyway, went off for extremely early recess. Went up to change after lunch, Nick took out his HP in the toilet 'cause he was changing, and MrTeo came in right after that, apparently checking for smokers. Saw the phone and wanted to confiscate. Until he made me and Nick stay behind until everyone left, then blackmailed us D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Phone or information" -.- Wa lao eh, difficult position, obviously we chose the latter. But didn't really say who it was, just said the class. Which I think he could've guessed himself anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played murderer with classmates on the last 2 periods, PG. Since MsChong wasn't here we started playing. CNY's over. School's gonna get tougher now, as if it wasn't boring enough. School had to add on with redundant things like hair checks and all those stupid things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;分手了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949823967680247259-156436950134008630?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/156436950134008630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=156436950134008630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/156436950134008630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/156436950134008630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2009/02/super.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-1760431188303101074</id><published>2009-02-03T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T22:16:28.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Stared at the screen for 5 hours straight, finally knowing what to write..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DUNNO WHAT TO WRITE. Dx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.. I'll just go back to a few days back. Went out with Nick&amp;amp;Dayna to kBox.. felt so.. un-needed there =_= I'm not going out with just both of them next time. Sang several songs; mostly Liang Jing Ru for me.. and took a super ugly picture.. which.. I "forgotten" to take back from Nick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then a few days farther back.. went to Jeremy's house with Nick&amp;amp;Marcus. First time walking around Gombak area at 9 PM. Looks really different, even the school felt quiet and peaceful, for once. Though it was somewhat eerie. But in any case.. Jeremy was also at his friend's house, "not knowing" that we were coming although we told him so that afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, met Nick alone before we went over.. watched &lt;&lt;the&gt;&gt;. It's funny, and nice. Though the storyline's overused and cliche, but screw that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went up to his house after meeting him at Maccas.. then uh.. played PS2 with Nick :D Accel 2 and pwnt his arse again. Then say I use cheat again D: which I didn't. Then learnt how to play 'Dai Di' I suck at it la.. utterly embarassing -.-. Then played some dumb swapping game.. don't even have time to see my hand then must swap liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went home.. and fell asleep instantaneously right after lying on the ground. Then I woke up and forgot everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's the 3rd of February, Jeremy didn't come today. I think it's his birthday? I know it's a single digit on the second month.. but I've no idea the specific date.. but w/e. Had school breakfast today, first time in our life. Bought Mac there&amp;amp; my eyes was fucking hurting like mad. Dayna made love breakfast for Nick, and everyone was looking at him while he ate xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right.. I'll end here then. Valentine's coming. D: I'm gonna be alone. Again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949823967680247259-1760431188303101074?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/1760431188303101074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=1760431188303101074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/1760431188303101074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/1760431188303101074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2009/02/stared-at-screen-for-5-hours-straight.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-1493093557385093766</id><published>2009-01-26T01:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T02:21:42.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Gah, haven't been updating at all. Been skiving off recently. Or prolly 'cause I've been going out more often recently.. well here it is. Been going around town area recently.. Taka, FarEast &amp;amp; Bugis searching for CNY clothing. For myself, of'c. Hoping to find something for my dog too, but apparently not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buying clothing for myself is really annoying -.- and bothersome. So much things to consider, and though the clothing may look good, it mayn't when you actually put it on yourself. And that's just clothing.. saw some nice ones at FarEast, so I bought one of'em. And there's a sneaker I bought at FarEast too, and supposedly a pair of jeans at Taka, but I decided not to, only to want it after the next day. And finding out that it's out of stock. Dx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been eating Gelare for the last few days, really sweet ice-cream on waffles D: And I sleep well for the night too. Ate with Nick, Dayna and Jacq, had fun with them recently, :D Also wanna thank them for accompanying me around to find me something suitable, and especially to Nick&amp;amp;Dayna for their constant advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Odd enough, I've never really been around Singapore, at all. It's my first few times at FarEast and Taka etc. All I've ever been to is countries much further away. Like Aus or something.. Neither've I been to Sentosa, how sad is that ;_;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mm, YahTing's birthday on the twenty second, Happy Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been fretting over school matters.. N'Levels really stressing me off, and the dreaded O'levels are twice as worse.. nothing encouraging or motivating me to do well, either. I need a goal. Urgently D: B&gt; Goal&amp;amp;Aim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received a pretty long note from MsChong.. apparently 'cause I had a chat with her after school on a certain Friday. Which made her re-arranged the seating plan in class, to make lessons more inteteresting so students won't doze off. It's a pretty good start, I got moved beside Jeremy, again.. continuously for the previous years in my Secondary school life, I've been sitting somewhere near him and constantly annoyed by him. But it's okay :D he's cute anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah.. and there was the CNY performance a couple of days ago. Our class sent up Gabriel and SiJin on the stage for the CNY Skit. It's actually pretty well done, both of them did really well, in my opinion - at least. 'cept for the very unnecessary gay actions from Gabriel, it's pretty good. Mm.. nothing much really. The CNY performance is pretty boring.. to be honest. But surprisingly .. that wasn't the end D: MrLionelLong, MrChia and MsTan, MrRojes appeared and started singing. Never expected that MrChia could actually sing. He has strong vocals, prolly from the screaming&amp;amp;shoutin' from our class. Or during NCC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MsTan's voice was.. so-so.. MrRojes' pretty good on the guitar, I never expected he could actually play any musical instruments. Then we were cruelly tortured by the Principal's stupid speech which no one was interested in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah.. rewind, during PE this week.. I blatantly shouted out that MrEricFoo is unbelievably stupid. Which caused him to ignite and started shouting at me. Though after apologizing, I still feel he's hopelessly retarded =_= And shouting makes me feel even more so. Walked with Nick around the school for the 2.4 "run".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to my mom's side for reunion dinner today.. had steam-boat. It's pretty okay.. 'cept the house is really cramped, and stuffy. But whatever.. watched channel 8 for the first time in my life? Had the ChineseNewYear countdown shit.. but curiously I was really drawn to the TV when they announced the "Year Prospective" for the year of the Chicken and Ox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Says my lucky number is two, and that I should wear black more often(which I already have been doing). Says I've a strong love-life this year.. hopefully it's true D: -desperate- Kidding. And friends might become your worst enemies. But I hope not..? And if it is I hope Nick won't be the one. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it.. I think. Tomorrow I'm going to my gramps.. and the next day they're coming over to mine. It's Chinese New Year.. so.. Happy Chinese New Year! &gt;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope this year'll go smoothly for me.. resolutions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get at least 55 and above for Maths.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Maintaining A1 for English.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;B3 for Chinese.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;More clothes.. possibly&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My room's getting renovated.. &gt;:D I'm gonna keep it clean so.. constant cleaning of my room&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get to Sec5.. srsly. D: ITE sucks Nooooooo.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;NO MORE STRESS by the time I finish all the ones stated above.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have fucking loads of fun after N'levels.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;LOVELIFE TO RUN SMOOTHLY D:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Repeat and Rinse for the following year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949823967680247259-1493093557385093766?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/1493093557385093766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=1493093557385093766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/1493093557385093766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/1493093557385093766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2009/01/d-hope-this-yearll-go-smoothly-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-5774340123341420008</id><published>2009-01-14T22:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T22:20:20.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Was a lil' late today, cause I lazed on the bed. So had Nick and the rest wait for awhile.. sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First period was Chinese, do 剪报. And content page thing.. supposed to have 听写 instead, but ended up postponing it again. Gonna study a little later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.E, 2.4 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;walk&lt;/span&gt;, wind was freaking strong today, they changed the laps to around the two schools, Hillgrove and LianHua. Nick&amp;amp;I took a stroll down then went for recess right after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothin' much to blog about today.. health screening after recess, practiced the guitar.. fingers hurt from it. I think that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And I'm starting to think I've sexual orientation problems. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LOL D: halp me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/2949823967680247259-5774340123341420008?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/5774340123341420008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=5774340123341420008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/5774340123341420008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/5774340123341420008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2009/01/was-lil-late-today-cause-i-lazed-on-bed.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-3773894101746273015</id><published>2009-01-05T21:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T22:08:52.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Second day of school - boring, yet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we met our Chinese teacher today, apparently she taught my brother before.. and he said she was good? Totally doubt it though, it seems the contrary. Her accent's really annoying.. so much to the extent it makes people laugh. She changed our seats to the front.. and Marcus was laughing. I think 'cause he was right in front, and her voice being louder and clearer. And more stupefied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't think we're gonna do so well, 'cause most of our teachers aren't that good. Like Mr Chia.. he likes doing redundant things so much, and punishing people doesn't work, but teachers never get the point anyway. To think humans actually evolved to the point that they can &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; state points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English lesson, Mr Teo came in late for the class.. like 11 minutes late, nothing much happened. 'Cept he told us his dad had problems with his heart.. liquid leaking into his chest, the liquid apparently being, blood. Yeah, other than having to do a 250 plus "Spontaneous" writing, nothing new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geography class, MsSiew——すみません, I mean MrsNg or something. Yeah, she finally got married(She said so herself). Same old.. except I got to swap seats, w/o her noticing me. That's good anyways, not like I'll talk.. I'll prolly fall asleep instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MsChong's lesson. Came in and started arranging us to the seating plan.. which, did I mention.. sucks? There's no point putting us around the class, it doesn't matter anyway. And besides, we'll work better in a team anyways, either that, or we'll just fall asleep when we're alone. 'Cause lessons are just.. too boring.. I'm sitting in the center.. with some different people, only close people I know there was Justin(2 seats away), and Marcus(3 seats away).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess. Nothing much to talk about, we went up to hall area to sit down. And apparently MrsWhat'sHerFace, some niggershit "saw" us. Or so her counsellor dogs said. So we went downstairs, only to see her staring at us, which we completely ignored. She doesn't even have a status in the school, yet she acts like some big-shot. What? Hoping to get a pay rise? Forget it, dipshit. Wearing some ugly clothing to school everyday, acting elegant. Walking to classes and classes, knocking on the door "Um MissJaneDoe, can I see you for a moment?" -fakesmile-. Bitchplz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back.. I think it was SocialStudies, MrFederickHo. Ironically, among all teachers, I initially thought he would suck to the core, but I was wrong I guess, despite his agua-ness. But his lectures were somewhat interesting. Well everything about Hitler's interesting actually. But in anycase, it's cool to listen to history.. World War.. and world peace, etc. Oh, and all of us clustered back into the center, Jeremy. Marcus. Nicholas and Gabriel, all came back to the center of the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last lesson, also the most boring one.. Math. Thankfully the time passed really fast though, think I won't make it for N'levels, honestly. Let alone O'Levels. Math getting difficult, presentation is way too complex and difficult. And expanding is BORING. and BULLSHIT. And MrsToh doesn't even care if I know, she just acts like I'm invisible. So okay.. but I'll do the work anyway.. I'll try anyways.. okay enough of school. Homeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't go home immediately, though. Waited for Nick.. who.. was waiting for Dayna. She had some errands to do, she's President of Modern Dances, so we can expect a little more heavy workload compared to other normal members. She had to put up notices on the notice board(duh).. so we waited, for about 45 minutes. And Jacq pulled out my shirt! Had to tuck it in again.. hate tucking in, but don't tuck in so messy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we got to go. Nick, Dayna, Jacq and I, that is. Went for KFC, wrong choice, apparently. Squeezy.. yucky food.. bad quality.. bad service.. and there were Health Inspectors, shaking their head as they inspect. o_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Jacq's house to do homework later on, encountered by a very fierce barking dog immediately - none other than.. -drumrolls- Mishan! Mon. Lol, she's old. And her eyes look scary, and smelly. But cute still, she's smart. She knows how to shake hands ): My doggy doesn't. But will learn eventually, of'c.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took out her guitar, asked her to play “晴天“. I think she's really good at it. I tried, it was hard. But not impossible.. I dunno how long she took to learn it. But my hands hurt from holding the strings. And still hurting now as I type. I learnt "晴天“, too. Took like 1 hour.. I got the first verse right, and half of second verse. It's rather similar to the violin, except the violin strings are the other way round from "Every Boy Girl Do Aerobic Excercise". Yeah it's stupid, I know - but works anyway, and that's all matters. I think Jacq secretly snapshot'd me when I was playing the guitar D: BIAN TAI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dayna and Nick was all cosey and hugging, and I didn't do homework at all.. doing tomorrow when we gather at Mac in the morning. Fingers hurting like mad, ahh. Oh right.. and I also know the starting to “说好的幸福呢？“ I learnt by myself :D And checked if it was correct. And apparently it was. Went home.. Jacq's bringing guitar tomorrow for me to play. So nice? Yeah surprisingly. Anyways, went home.. 188 took a long time.. etc.. tired la. Sleep lia0 buaixszx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949823967680247259-3773894101746273015?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/3773894101746273015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=3773894101746273015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/3773894101746273015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/3773894101746273015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2009/01/second-day-of-school-boring-yet-again.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-8635979227946094128</id><published>2009-01-02T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T02:52:43.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;First day of school, one word - Boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Nick in the morning, as usual. Well not so usual I guess, we went back to Gombak Station, he had a sore throat and bought lozenges. Wasn't the true motive though, true motive was to meet Dayna, she made us wait for 5 minutes Dx But nevermind, so we went and waited for Jacqueline afterwards. Reached school after awhile.. saw Ms Chong.. I initially forgotten her name.. cause I've never greeted her before, shows how much I care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, she's our form teacher for the year - Joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had 4 periods with her, all form teachers have 3 periods with their classes today. Yet the other 2 periods afterwards, was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;also&lt;/span&gt; her periods. Just awesome. At least she doesn't bullshit. She made us do class rules, which was quite pointless since she ended up doin' her own anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was falling asleep.. oh yeah, seating arrangement. We're getting it on Monday, wonder where am I gonna sit, and who with. Hope it's not Firdaus or Lucius. Or I'm gonna rage, lulz. Anyways, nothing much today.. 'cept our hair was really long. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well&lt;/span&gt; not mine actually, it's acceptable :D Well to an extent, of'c. IMO, it's normal and no need for further trimming. Anyways, new principal. Gave us a speech at assembly today.. uber b0ring. He has the tendency to repeat himself and say redundant things, such as stuff like "This year's N level will be brought up to a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;harder&lt;/span&gt; level, therefore it will be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;harder&lt;/span&gt;". See what I mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home afterwards, oh and we also got our TimeTables. 白老师 not teaching us liao, I wonder why? Probably couldn't stand us. Sad though, some weird Toh CT is teaching us, wonder if it's that Steven bitch. I hope not. And Mr Yang as well. Ahhh paranoid. If they teach us, I'm gonna die. @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyways, nothing much changed.. Nicholas was still the same. Except he sticks to Dayna a lot now, and at least he remembered my Christmas present &gt;:D And Marcus, joker as ever. Refreshing and never bored, nonetheless. And Jeremy's.. still the same old "Fuck off la" rudeness D: But yeah. And Justin with his "Wah fringe long liao lor", and Kid, of'c.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for Burger King afterwards on our way home, intially only had me, Marcus and Jeremy. We went for lunch, then Nick came afterwards, Marcus kept.. spitting out the chewed burger &gt;_&gt; Gross. He ate like 4 mouths out of 10 bites. The other 6 was spit out. This means 2 things. 1) He's disgusting LOL. 2) He has a big mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he kept annoying Jeremy as well, but yeah, I was tired and about to fall asleep. Until Nick came, he apparently, was waiting for Dayna for her CCA to end at 5 PM, he was actually gonna wait until 5 PM, crazy? Y/N? Lol. I'm guessing the former. Might as well go home first, "this is something you won't understand, Cow". Lol that's what he's gonna say to me prolly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyways, haven't done homework.. gonna die.. Oh, and we asked Gabriel to join us afterwards, and they started talking about games. Went home afterwards.. 3 years past so fast.. Sec 1 that time I remember I used to go home with Gab everyday, but yeah. 3 years past really quick. We're secondary four now. Yet I feel so immature and not ready, hope the world ends in four years plz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and went home afterwarsd.. supposed to DotA with Gab and such. But I fell asleep subsequently after playing with Money. Was uber tired, school's damn boring la. Can't an asteroid fall on Earth now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949823967680247259-8635979227946094128?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/8635979227946094128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=8635979227946094128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/8635979227946094128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/8635979227946094128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-day-of-school-one-word-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-6609219780489459927</id><published>2008-12-26T21:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T21:24:56.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;School starting in 6 days.. &lt;_&lt; Just gonna post up some pictures of the holidays D: June holidays, that is.  Tomorrow's Money's birthday, yay. Looked at her photos when she first came here. She was so small, so cute &lt;_&lt; Not that she isn't cute nao but she was cuter then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s117.photobucket.com/albums/o71/Serenitian/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG0179.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o71/Serenitian/CIMG0179.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s117.photobucket.com/albums/o71/Serenitian/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG0180.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o71/Serenitian/CIMG0180.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;These two were when she first came, she thought her peeing board was her bed, so she slept there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s117.photobucket.com/albums/o71/Serenitian/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG0184.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o71/Serenitian/CIMG0184.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s117.photobucket.com/albums/o71/Serenitian/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG0185.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o71/Serenitian/CIMG0185.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her third day here, still scared of us but yeah, cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s117.photobucket.com/albums/o71/Serenitian/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG0194.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o71/Serenitian/CIMG0194.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week later, she's much more familiarized with us now, and she likes my dad more, biased D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s117.photobucket.com/albums/o71/Serenitian/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG0897.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o71/Serenitian/CIMG0897.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember her without fur? &gt;_&gt; A few months later and..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s117.photobucket.com/albums/o71/Serenitian/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG0925.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o71/Serenitian/CIMG0925.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo! Lol, surprise close up! And still glamorous :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s117.photobucket.com/albums/o71/Serenitian/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG0924.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o71/Serenitian/CIMG0924.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah she was sleeping, ON THE LUXURY OF MY MOM'S BED, even I don't get that. -jealous-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s117.photobucket.com/albums/o71/Serenitian/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG0928.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o71/Serenitian/CIMG0928.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her squeezing under my dad's blanket. Kawaii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now for the pictures I took in Australia! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s117.photobucket.com/albums/o71/Serenitian/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG0237.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o71/Serenitian/CIMG0237.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Udon noodles on our first day there, and noo I didn't drink the wine &lt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;The kitchen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s117.photobucket.com/albums/o71/Serenitian/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG0568.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o71/Serenitian/CIMG0568.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The.. toilet..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s117.photobucket.com/albums/o71/Serenitian/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG0391.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o71/Serenitian/CIMG0391.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scenery outside :D It was the 47th floor I think, or somewhere there. It was only 4 o'clock and it's this dark, presumably 'cause it's winter that that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s117.photobucket.com/albums/o71/Serenitian/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG0287.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o71/Serenitian/CIMG0287.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s117.photobucket.com/albums/o71/Serenitian/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG0298.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o71/Serenitian/CIMG0298.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went hiking, the waterfall view, yes we were ON the river &lt;_&lt; and we could fall down and die anytime. There was more pictures but I was lazy. x_X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s117.photobucket.com/albums/o71/Serenitian/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG0521.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o71/Serenitian/CIMG0521.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snacks we have there everyday, and I cooked it. &gt;:D Well not everyday, whenever I felt like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s117.photobucket.com/albums/o71/Serenitian/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG0542.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o71/Serenitian/CIMG0542.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baked pasta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s117.photobucket.com/albums/o71/Serenitian/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG0518.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o71/Serenitian/CIMG0518.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fruits there are so awesome, totally different from plain'ol Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s117.photobucket.com/albums/o71/Serenitian/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG0592.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o71/Serenitian/CIMG0592.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were surrounded by clouds and rainbows. It was cold too.. &lt;_&lt; style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s117.photobucket.com/albums/o71/Serenitian/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG0595.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o71/Serenitian/CIMG0595.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Q-Deck. It has 80 floors, while this one has 48, and 48's the pent house. And we're on 47, that only means one thing :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s117.photobucket.com/albums/o71/Serenitian/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG0611.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o71/Serenitian/CIMG0611.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had this on our last day there. ;_; It was mashed potato with roasted meat, and gravy over it. With 4 prawns on each side(duh).  There was supposedly more photos, but I'm too lazy to wait for them to upload.. takes too long. &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's starting, and I haven't done my homework yet, dieeee.&lt;br /&gt;&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/2949823967680247259-6609219780489459927?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/6609219780489459927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=6609219780489459927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/6609219780489459927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/6609219780489459927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2008/12/school-starting-in-6-days.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-6133716973609781144</id><published>2008-12-21T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T01:38:16.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;21st December.. already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World's ending in four years time, or so they say. Because the Mayan Calender ended on that day; scientists therefore depict that's the day where the Armageddon will arrive. Some say it's 'cause the sun's getting warmer.. and intense Solar Storms are gonna befall on Earth. Or an asteroid of doom is gonna land on us and wipe humans out like dinosaurs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'd be great though, if everyone could die at the same time. But of course not by asteroids.. or Solar Storms. 'Cause then, there'd be no difference, since we'd all be in Hell/Heaven anyways. It'll just be another 'Earth' for us. But I think not, the Mayan Calender probably ended cause the people there ran out of ink or something, just when they're doing the 21st of December 2012. Or maybe felt it being redundant since they'll prolly die before that day comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, school's starting soon. I haven't done any of the assignments Q_Q Die aah, gonna push the blame on my dog again; hopefully the new teachers are hopelessly retarded D: Or just don't have a clue. Or maybe also had dogs that ate their homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three months holiday over so fast, my bag doesn't even have webs growing on it yet and it's already time for Christmas. Two more days to Dayna's bday. And six more to Money's bday. Christmas's coming, but is prolly just gonna be another day for me. Time goes so fast, eleven months ago. My cousin came on New Year with her dog, then I also wanted one all of a sudden. So I bought Money.. she was like.. smaller than my foot that time. Eleven months later, she's a little bigger than it now. And her first birthday's coming already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, still worried about my homework x_x Gonna copy from Ducky most probably. And yes I know I haven't updated my blog for a longggg time. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949823967680247259-6133716973609781144?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/6133716973609781144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=6133716973609781144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/6133716973609781144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/6133716973609781144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2008/12/21st-december.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-5573911132586193763</id><published>2008-11-29T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T02:47:06.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Went out with Jacq&amp;amp;Dayna today :D we went to causeway point to catch a movie. "Beverly Hills Chihuahua".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up around 12.35, had breakfast.. I mean lunch, gave Money a bath and then had one myself, was like 1.40 when I got ready, mom wanted me to wear jeans. D: Sucks, the weather was warm too. And wore my usual top, yeah and the fugly shoe ._. Meeting them at Lot1 at 2.15, was 2 when I left my house &lt;_&lt; But I was only late for like 15 minutes I think :D Better than usual, or somewhere there. Got my wallet from Dayna, finally. Train'd to woodlands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie wasn't that good =.- 6.5/10, over exaggerated, except the fact that the dogs are uber cute, but yeah the Chihuahua had a bark of a dragon. The dogs have handbags, dunno for what either, and cellphones where they go "arf arf arf" to their owners, and the owner.. barks back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for Swensens afterwards, had BakedRice and the CookieSummit O:&lt;br /&gt;Jacq had the same, Dayna didn't eat, shared the ice cream with me instead, I made her eat the stuff I don't want :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Delifrance, Dayna had her dinner there, me and Jacq ate too, yet again. Had a crossaint, same with Dayna, Jacq had some choc.fudge cake, was damn full lol, yeah I eat a lot. Train'd to CCK, went to Dayna's. Vivi was scared of me again, but this time she got used to me afterwards :D She's so cute lol, her hair is like the same as Dayna's x_x&lt;br /&gt;Her parents weren't at home, they were at M'sia, she wanted us to keep her company, so Jacq&amp;amp;me went along :0, they were looking at friendster, while I fell asleep with Vivi on the couch @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home at 10 exactly, Dayna and Vivi walked us to the bus-stop, well Dayna &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;carried&lt;/span&gt; Vivi to the bus-stop, and she seems to be afraid of buses, &gt;_&gt; She tries to run when one goes by. Bus'd home, discussed with Jacq on the way about Japanese courses, we're going to Inoue School! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home, turned on computer and played until somewhere near 1 AM, my dad was in the room lookin' at old pictures, 30 years ago, he showed me his family members, 1/4 of them passed away.. .__. And my aunty looks like her daughter when she was young, so does my uncle, he looks like his oldest son when he was young. And my dad does &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; look like me D: My mom's really pretty before, she claims she got fat after giving birth to me, BS! D: But she's really pretty, even now :3 And I look so ugly when I was young T-T.. So black.. and ugly, not cute at all. Until when I was 2 years old, then I looked a little better :D Will post up pictures, when I get them in high resolution :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to sleep, night! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949823967680247259-5573911132586193763?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/5573911132586193763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=5573911132586193763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/5573911132586193763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/5573911132586193763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2008/11/went-out-with-jacq-today-d-we-went-to.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-4745463460267604888</id><published>2008-11-19T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T21:47:20.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Parents came back today. Still feeling sick, going out tomorrow with Nick x_X postponed the thing to tomorrow so.. still watching anime. Don't wanna go anywhere D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Meh" is a word nao, in the dickshenury. That is all. Dunno what to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949823967680247259-4745463460267604888?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/4745463460267604888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=4745463460267604888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/4745463460267604888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/4745463460267604888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2008/11/parents-came-back-today.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-8997157346543630025</id><published>2008-11-18T00:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T21:45:23.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Woke up with a stomach ache, again. x_x Slept at 4 AM yesterday.. Slept with doggy on my mom's biiiiiiiiiig bed. Feeling sick.. but not really sick, watched anime.. again, so lifeless, watched like 40 episodes yesterday and today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to meet Dayna but I woke up late, so didn't go.. didn't wanna go anyway, not feeling well. Supposed to go out with Nick, after meeting Dayna, but didn't go as well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money was biting my shoes when I woke up .__. parents coming back tomorrow, I'm enjoying being at home alone I don't want them to come back D: Not feeling well .__. gonna stop here.&lt;br /&gt;&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/2949823967680247259-8997157346543630025?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/8997157346543630025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=8997157346543630025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/8997157346543630025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/8997157346543630025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2008/11/woke-up-with-stomach-ache-again.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-4810255611095728203</id><published>2008-11-17T12:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T21:40:25.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Parents went off this morning, to Genting. So bored at home now, brother went off for work. Alone with Money. Woke up with a god damned stomach ache x_x bad way to start the day. Haven't been blogging recently, so I'm gonna update the blog. Too lazy.. been watching anime. Playing games on WC3. Then.. uh nothing much really..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling unwell since the morning.. fed the dog.. then brother came back with dinner. Forgot what happened that day.. yeah this post's scheduled. Gonna stop here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949823967680247259-4810255611095728203?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/4810255611095728203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=4810255611095728203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/4810255611095728203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/4810255611095728203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2008/11/parents-went-off-this-morning-to.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-7710516087412228458</id><published>2008-11-13T20:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T20:55:22.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Received a phone call at 1 today from Nick, reminding me to get up 'cause we're going out :D, yeah.. with Nick, Ducky&amp;amp;Dayna to Lot1. Was raining when I got up, got my parents to drive me there after washing up and bathing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazingly, I was the first to be there :D Dayna was second, waited for Nick&amp;amp;Ducky for like.. 10 minutes =.- and they still asked me to be early D: Went inside the mall to eat, had LJS again. Yeah we don't get bored of it X_x no one does. Dayna didn't eat 'cause "she wasn't hungry". Since my parents and brother aren't home, they came over to visit doggy O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money was like super excited when she saw them, so much so that she pee'd on the ground D: No thanks to Ducky. They spent the entire day here, Dayna was hungry, so I cooked her noodles. Still say not hungry D: Brought out the PS2 console and play'd with Nick, but ended up the controllers were being sucky and decided to spoil at that time.. haven't touched it for ages so it was expected. Still had fun though, at the stupidity where our controllers malfunctioned xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Dayna's friendster and saw her comments o_o flooded with "porkchop". Lol. Apparently her admirer's a really ugly guy .___. not gonna name who but yeah. Really ugly x_x Nick play'd DotA and blamed my computer for losing D: Said it was laggy. .___.;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents came home with my brother, they bought food for them as well, so good right. Burgers&amp;amp;ChickenWings o.o and they didn't have to pay D:&lt; Oh and my mom got Nick to pick 4D numbers through the "crystal balls" LOL o_o, but the bowl holding it(also crystal) exploded for some reason x_x Scary. They went home afterwards, gonna DotA with Nick later, and Gabriel o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah.. Ducky's dog has to be sent away @_@ Anyone wants a dog? Leave a tag if you want the dog(don't anyhow say k o.o) MsChong&amp;amp;MsZhang has an announcement for you guys as well, so check either her blog or the class blog for info. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949823967680247259-7710516087412228458?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/7710516087412228458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=7710516087412228458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/7710516087412228458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/7710516087412228458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2008/11/received-phone-call-at-1-today-from.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-8838684934703782823</id><published>2008-11-12T20:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:54:14.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Going out tomorrow with Jacq and Dayna :D Finally got someone to go out with me X_x Uber bored at home.. sick of the computer. Just watched Naruto :D Liekzit so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. let's see what I did today.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing .__. I just lazed around at home, but I managed to deprive myself of the computer and spent &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;almost&lt;/span&gt; the entire day with Money. She was afraid of the thunder so I accompanied her all the way @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and bees are infecting my house D: They keep building nests outside my window .__. they built a big one during June, to which my father burnt away, and they built one again 2 weeks ago .__. snipped it off with a scissors 'cause it was still small, and now they're building a new one D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So gross ._.; November's ending soon, then December.. then school start X_x everything goes too fast. Like shotgun marriage.. okaaaay random .__.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949823967680247259-8838684934703782823?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/8838684934703782823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=8838684934703782823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/8838684934703782823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/8838684934703782823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2008/11/going-out-tomorrow-with-jacq-and-dayna.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-4310676000969727323</id><published>2008-11-08T22:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T23:06:42.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Haven't been blogging these few days D:&lt;br /&gt;Been sleeping late these few days, either watching teevee, the computer or just lazing around .__. Sleeping's really bothersome, I don't wanna sleep T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at like.. 4 today, PM. 4 PM today. Yeah I know.. I'm a pig But I slept at 6 yesterday so..&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, my brother arranged my evening for me, without noticing me ==&lt;br /&gt;Going for a movie at Lot1, Quantum of Solace, AKA 007 o_o&lt;br /&gt;I never watched the sequels so.. I don't know what's going on, I think I slept thru 3/4 of the movie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie isn't really that interesting.. or at least to me, but the stunts were okay, the guy doesn't even look like he's human anymore, he jumps so far like some cyborg. Unbelievable.&lt;br /&gt;But one part of the movie was nice :D or.. part of the entire screening, the trailer of Twilight :D&lt;br /&gt;I wanna watch it so bad &gt;&lt; it's on December though.. long long wait, I want it come soon, but then when it comes.. school comes soon too. Noooo D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah.. gonna be 16 soon, responsibilities come, stuffs that affect my future.. the way I'm gonna live next time.. too much to handle, don't think I can do it.&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, not like I have an option.. 16 years old, 16 years old. I always wanted grow up fast, but I guess not anymore, the thought of next year is really scary.. -torment-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blog is screwing up on IE(InternetExplorer) D: Sucky&lt;br /&gt;I hope it gets fixed or something.. not that it needs fixing. It works on FireFox D:&lt;br /&gt;Picking up Japanese classes soon~ Wonder if Ducky's gonna take with me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.. ASK ME OUT PEOPLE D: I'm so bored at home.. I need to go out.. KBox or whatever :D anywhere will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So dead bored.. holidays don't feel like holidays.. by the way.. the thunder was really loud this morning.. probably one of the loudest I heard in Singapore so far.. it shook the entire building, the window grilles was vibrating like mad.. I guess the end of the world is coming x_x&lt;br /&gt;Since we're lacking in oil.. drinking water.. many many things.. and economy is bad, and now bad weather, D: Let's just die. Then I don't have to care about my future :D&lt;br /&gt;Yeaaaah I'm selfish .__. I can't think that D: How could I. Talking to myself .___.;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949823967680247259-4310676000969727323?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/4310676000969727323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=4310676000969727323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/4310676000969727323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/4310676000969727323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-on-december-though.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-4053400107035666005</id><published>2008-11-04T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T00:55:54.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;HELLO. :D Went out with Kid&amp;amp;Nick today. Woke up at like 12.35. I woke up three times .___., first at 7 AM, I looked at the clock. “还早啦。。” then continue sleeping, second time was at 9.. look at the clock again, “还早。。“ Third time I look at it was when I woke up, I was like blur blur, looked at the clock. "What the fuck! 7PM!?" Jumped out of bed and ran to my mom, “为什么没有叫我起来？！“ “我哪里知道你几点要起来？！“ "3.30半出去，当然是before三点出门啦！现在七点了难道3.30半出去吗？！白痴！“ Then she stared at me for awhile.. “七点。。？现在才12点！白痴！“&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like PS, I looked at the minute hand and took it for the hour hand D: Told you I was blur .__. Turned on comp and started surfing, chatting with people until 3.30, then it rained.. yes, again. Well since Nick would be back after 4, and the rain would probably stop around 4, which it did at 4.30++, we got Nick to go along with us at 6.50+.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met them at Lot1 entrance.. after searching for awhile. They waited for 5 minutes &gt;_&gt; not my fault I've to walk there D: Went around shopping.. then Nick was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; hungry, so we went for LJS 'cause he likes it a lot :D There's the new grilled sets o.o I ordered the CajunGrilledChicken, it was awesome. It has like clamchowder with like the wrapskin, and a really nice patty with fries :D and buttered rice.. aaaah damn hungry now .____.;  Kid had the 4.95 thing, Nick had the same, the guy gave him the wrong thing LOL, they heard wrongly when he ordered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to PetsLover and bought something for Money :D AppleSticks, went to Comics to search for a box Kid wanted to buy.. didn't buy one due to his indecisiveness.. D: then went home. Gave Money one of the sticks&amp;amp; she likes it, I think, although they stink like #*@! but I think she likes it o_o she likes apples so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DotA'd with Nick all the way, then played another game with Nick&amp;amp;Gab :D waiting for Nick now.. he's eating.. yet again. But because my mom is nagging.. and is gonna make a scene, I'm gonna go off now. Buaixszxszxszxszxszx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949823967680247259-4053400107035666005?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/4053400107035666005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=4053400107035666005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/4053400107035666005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/4053400107035666005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2008/11/not-my-fault-ive-to-walk-there-d-went.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-1204858441958555635</id><published>2008-11-03T23:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T00:42:56.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Supposed to go out today, but cancelled the trip 'cause it rained.. Postponed it to tomorrow. Woke up and stared at my blog, the pink stripes were really getting on my nerves so I decided to re-do the entire skin, which I just did 5 minutes ago(12.33 AM). Yes, I scheduled this post D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DotA'd with Nick the entire day, Gabriel wasn't on.. he said today play again, HE LIED TO ME D:&lt;br /&gt;Got Nick to try the new game, but he doesn't like it, as usual. Stubborn .___. Rotting at home, nuthin' to do.. Kid's complaining to me about how sad he is.. he just asked me to treat him to LJS tomorrow, 'cause his birthday's coming up. Yeah la 6November la, I'll remember la. My birthday also no one care ==&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick's eating now.. oh he just IM'd me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   &lt;blockquote&gt;无 情 ™         -  在我们之间的距离隔着眼泪            Until the end , you still left      says (12:41 AM):&lt;br /&gt;wait awhile mre&lt;br /&gt;     Serenity's       says (12:41 AM):&lt;br /&gt;o_o&lt;br /&gt;                   无 情 ™         -  在我们之间的距离隔着眼泪            Until the end , you still left      says (12:41 AM):&lt;br /&gt;now food disgesting&lt;br /&gt;     Serenity's       says (12:41 AM):&lt;br /&gt;My father&lt;br /&gt;     Serenity's       says (12:41 AM):&lt;br /&gt;is kp-ing me&lt;br /&gt;                   无 情 ™         -  在我们之间的距离隔着眼泪            Until the end , you still left      says (12:41 AM):&lt;br /&gt;kp him bak&lt;br /&gt;     Serenity's       says (12:41 AM):&lt;br /&gt;My mom&lt;br /&gt;     Serenity's       says (12:41 AM):&lt;br /&gt;and brother sleeping&lt;br /&gt;     Serenity's       says (12:41 AM):&lt;br /&gt;And I don't feel like talking -.-&lt;br /&gt;                   无 情 ™         -  在我们之间的距离隔着眼泪            Until the end , you still left      says (12:41 AM):&lt;br /&gt;den use sign language&lt;br /&gt;     Serenity's       says (12:42 AM):&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;     Serenity's       says (12:42 AM):&lt;br /&gt;==&lt;br /&gt;     Serenity's       says (12:42 AM):&lt;br /&gt;It's almost 1 AM&lt;br /&gt;     Serenity's       says (12:42 AM):&lt;br /&gt;I used the computer the entire day&lt;br /&gt;     Serenity's       says (12:42 AM):&lt;br /&gt;I should go rest soon anyway&lt;br /&gt;     Serenity's       says (12:42 AM):&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;                   无 情 ™         -  在我们之间的距离隔着眼泪            Until the end , you still left      says (12:42 AM):&lt;br /&gt;dn go ahead&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go off.. and rest, I can't sleep.. prolly gonna watch teebee all night.. or morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949823967680247259-1204858441958555635?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/1204858441958555635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=1204858441958555635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/1204858441958555635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/1204858441958555635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2008/11/supposed-to-go-out-today-but-cancelled.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-4341655395940027795</id><published>2008-11-02T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T23:46:40.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I woke up at 11 again, thanks to Ducky. She called me early in the morning and asked me “Nicholas的家在那里“Nicholas的家在那里！？！”. I thought she was gonna ask me to go out again.. would be nice, since I'm bored at home. Nothing to do recently, holidays but I'm like.. bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas went to Malaysia.. but left his computer on, and the persistent me continued to MSN him until he came back o_o; which was like 5 hours.. shows how bored I was .___. Daddy's still in Indonesia, so Money was alone with me again. My mom bluff her, "Money 爸爸回来了！“ then she rushed to the door, then she look at me mom and look away, ignoring her. XD CutestDogEVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chat with Kid for awhile.. he went off for basketball, then Gab. Nick came back after awhile, he seems really sad and is in some unnecessary trouble.. after that went to chat with Justin instead, all of them have 心事 'cept for Gab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played Warcraft with Gab, he seemed to like the game very much o_o; Not dotA, something else. I like the game too, and finally can find someone among the lot of my friends who enjoy the same game, Nick hates it 'cause it's too "complicated" and dotA is much more "easier". D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changed blogskin :D I understand HTML now, I edited like.. almost everything:D&lt;br /&gt;Daddy came back at like.. 10 minutes ago, bathed and brought doggy to sleep. My turn to bathe now, then sleep. 'Cause my brother has work tomorrow and “I'm not to bother him", riight he's hogging the PSP under the blanket =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna bathe now.. then sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&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/2949823967680247259-4341655395940027795?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/4341655395940027795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=4341655395940027795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/4341655395940027795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/4341655395940027795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-woke-up-at-11-again-thanks-to-ducky.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-7302108896753682957</id><published>2008-11-02T00:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T00:50:49.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Amazingly, woke up at like 12 though I slept late last night. Dad's overseas.. —— again.. then my mom went out during the morning to my cousin's for Mahjong sessions o.o left me alone on the sofa with Money, brother wasn't at home either.. went back to sleep after washing up. I know it's redundant la I didn't know I will feel tired =.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept on my mom's biggggg bed, air-con just right above me, 爽~ doggy was there too, on her own bed on my mom's bed. Got woke up by a call from .. Dayna o_o; was still sleepy, she asked if I wanna go for LJS at Lot1. I wasn't listening 'cause I was dozing off, Ducky was asking me to “起来阿！ 起来阿!". So I did, meeting them there at 4.30, I reached at 4.50, they too :D apparently. They got smarter this time to come later, expecting me to be late too, which I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate, talked with them for a loooooong loooooong time, saw MsPoon, lol. I only saw her hair, 'cause the block of wood was hiding her face, but could recognise her anyway, "那个很像MsPoon.." "那个根本就是MsPoon啦！“ She was with her boyfriend I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;think&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Dayna's house, greeted by her dog Vivi. Very 凶, she's very alike Money o.o she barks in the same way and is as small as her. Scared of everything and strangers, lol. And she's a half Maltese too, apparently a Snautese(Snauzer+Maltese). o_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Dayna play Maple..? Ate noodles there, damn full ahhhh. Walked home with Jacq, talk more, then walk'd home.. with my pants dropping every few steps so I stuffed my hands in my pocket o.o;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogging nao.. just took a bath. Sleep soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949823967680247259-7302108896753682957?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/7302108896753682957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=7302108896753682957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/7302108896753682957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/7302108896753682957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2008/11/amazingly-woke-up-at-like-12-though-i.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-8947922151788264667</id><published>2008-10-31T22:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T02:07:16.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Last day of help program then comes the two months of holidays, also 2 months away from New Year. Walked to school with Dayna today, met her coincidentally at the station today; talked all the way to school then assembled in the basketball court. All the class left first, except us 'cause MsToh's waiting upstairs when she's supposed to come down to bring us. StupidSlacker =.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English period, went on a bus-ride in .. school, our driver's a fat one :D Yeh it's her. A pretty reckless one to be precise, she killed 2 other buses. All the other NA classes were doing it as well, so much for being Sec4 and more maturity o_o;  Didn't come yesterday, so there's homework to do.. not like I'll do it.. any the holiday assignments are piling up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese lesson, MsPeh went through some disgusting topics, discussing whether we allow and approve of organ transactions or donations and our points of view, when she went into further details I could kind of.. feel the pain of being cut up .__. and Jeremy had to add on with more disgusting stuffs.. she gave us holiday work too.. I don't think I'm gonna do it.. but ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for recess, hah. Didn't eat anything, just went back to class with Nick&amp;amp;Kid.&lt;br /&gt;MrPan came in for Physics afterwards, first word he heard was Gab's trademark, PCC&amp;amp; got sent out of class.. didn't pay attention to his lesson, I was copying SS @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for Geography class, the last lesson of the day.. MrChua took over 'cause MsSiew wasn't there, A2&amp;amp;A3 was there too. Went back to class to get our report books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;English Language - Grade 2&lt;br /&gt;Chinese - Grade 5&lt;br /&gt;Mathematics - Grade U&lt;br /&gt;Sciences(Combined Chem&amp;amp;Phy) - Grade 3&lt;br /&gt;Combined Humans(SS&amp;amp;Geo) - Grade 4&lt;br /&gt;Principle of Accounts - Grade U&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L1B2(Language&amp;amp;BestTwo): 9&lt;br /&gt;Promoted to Sec4NA.&lt;br /&gt;Level Position: 38/115&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I think I did really badly.. for this year, I deproved in all aspects, except for English.. I deproved in Chinese, Maths, Science, Humanities and POA, which is like.. everything. Not really happy with the results also la, two fails.. class rank fall way behind compared to my friends, so yeah.. shows how much I suck, comments aren't as well either, though it's a little above average. Guess I'm gonna have to work damn hard, I don't waaaaaant T_____T &amp;amp;I thought I passed POA D: Stupid Nick showing off his "2 marks higher than your POA :DDDDD".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;This is my term 1's progress report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English Language - Grade 5&lt;br /&gt;Chinese - Grade U&lt;br /&gt;Mathetmatics - Grade U&lt;br /&gt;Science - Grade 3&lt;br /&gt;Humanities - Grade 4&lt;br /&gt;Principles of Account - Grade 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;then Term 3's progress report&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English Language - Grade 4&lt;br /&gt;Chinese - Grade 5&lt;br /&gt;Mathetmatics - Grade 5&lt;br /&gt;Science - Grade 5&lt;br /&gt;Humanities - Grade 4&lt;br /&gt;Principles of Accounts - Grade U&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So I did mediocre for the first term, improved slightly in the third, then deproved slightly for the last term as well. Ahhhhhh so sucky, -bang wall- Kid's like doing so well ahead .___. and Jeremy.. and just looking at Marcuses' Maths is depressing, and that fucking Nick keep showing me his comments =_= this sucks so baddddddddd. Even 马鹿's doing better than me. Bah. I'll get over it =.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home with Jacqueline, Nick&amp;amp;Dayna, had SubWay for lunch, we had fun there, Ducky almost overturned her tray o_o; 'cause Dayna poked her, lol. Everyone was like staring at us.. and me because I was eating a foot-long, WHICH IS NORMAL?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired nao.. sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&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/2949823967680247259-8947922151788264667?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/8947922151788264667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=8947922151788264667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/8947922151788264667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/8947922151788264667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2008/10/last-day-of-help-program-then-comes-two.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-3051898589654500322</id><published>2008-10-30T21:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T21:28:28.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Didn't go school today :D Planned it with Nick&amp;amp;Kid, didn't wanna do MsPoon's homework so we skipped it. Woke up around 2 PM, Money hurt her foot yesterday thanks to my dad, he pushed the sofa and it crushed her foot, so she's been limping, didn't notice until when she ran to the door when my parents came back. Brought her to the vet, she was given medicine in some weird color. Came back at 3.25, when I'm supposed to go out at 3.30! =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to meet YahTing&amp;amp;Jacq at WM like 3.30.. then became 4. 'cause my slipper decided to come off, so I walked back home and changed, initially didn't wanna go anymore, but did anyway -.- after much persuasion from my mom and YahTing. Reached at like 4.10 I think, missed first 3 minutes of the show .__.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie's nice, at least better than the previous few I watched.. their choreography's so cool D: And really high too o.o, and no, we didn't get to buy popcorn =_= so don't ask. Rate the movie like.. 7.5/10? Which is okay, I expected so much more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Train-ed to Lot1 with Dayna&amp;amp;Jacq, had LJS, made Dayna say how who she liked LOL&amp;amp; she was blaming Jacq for telling(which she did not), then was like embarassed :D went home afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else to post, tired .__. sleep. School tomorrow, thinking of excuses to write in my letter :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949823967680247259-3051898589654500322?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/3051898589654500322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=3051898589654500322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/3051898589654500322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/3051898589654500322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2008/10/didnt-go-school-today-d-planned-it-with.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-6419084387714502524</id><published>2008-10-27T22:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T22:54:46.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Nick&amp;amp; the others came back today, joy :D Finally no more boredom and alone-ness, someone to annoy and talk to is BACK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 10 today, amazingly, despite the fact I slept at like.. 5 AM yesterday, or today. So continued the boredom, carried on with anime and manga.. nothing much to do, until.. I saw Gabriel on! Was like "OMG they're back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;they're back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;they're back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;they're back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;they're back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;they're back" :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Nick still isn't on, probably tired, but only to find out his internet's being a pussy at this moment D: Chat with Gabriel, asked him about the trip, apparently they went to the OceanPark yesterday, seems like a lot of fun :D And yes I'm envious, I wanna go too. .__. Gab, as always, was bullied by Nick -.- and now he's not feeling very well. Probably'll get over it, heard Nick caused a misunderstanding with Shermaine again, what's their problem :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, there's school tomorrow. Kind of happy to be able to this damned house O_o but I'm like lazy to walk to school .___. I want my dad to drive me there D: Yeah I sound like a spoilt kid, WHICH I AM :D NOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;残ってた残ってた君の声が&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/2949823967680247259-6419084387714502524?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/6419084387714502524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=6419084387714502524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/6419084387714502524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/6419084387714502524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2008/10/nick-others-came-back-today-joy-d.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-230044862076928509</id><published>2008-10-27T00:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T00:54:03.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Haven't blogged for two days.. okay fine, three counting today, since it's 12.47. It's the weekends, there's nothing to post about. Been so bored at home, what's worse's that Nick's not in town and there's no one to play with. Boo, when Dayna&amp;amp;Nick comes back, we're going out for HSM3. LOL YES :D Finally get to go out again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help programme tomorrow, finally get to leave my house again. This weekend was exceptionally stagnant compared to the others, I guess it's 'cause Nick's not here and there's no one to DotA with or talk to. Went to search for stuffs on the net.. and then PSPing like all-day-long. Then read manga and caught up with anime .__. downloading songs, so many more on. But still bored, 'cause I finished them in like an hour. And now I'm sitting here, just.. doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, Money's fur is back again, yeah, she doesn't look -cough- ugly anymore o: A lot better compared to when she first got her fur shaved off. I'm too lazy to post a picture, so yeah :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received an email from an old friend, I'm ignoring it. And the contents are reaaaaaaally disgusting, not gonna budge at all. And yes, I do not care, DEEP DEEP down my heart I don't care, so don't say stuff like "I know deep deep down your heart you care, and you're a person who values friendship more than anything else(or something like that IIRC)".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And seems like I won't be going out as much anymore, after the HSM screening D: 'cause my mom's restricting me because "School's over and I will not be having any income blarhblarh". Suuuure =_=&lt;br /&gt;&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/2949823967680247259-230044862076928509?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/230044862076928509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=230044862076928509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/230044862076928509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/230044862076928509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2008/10/havent-blogged-for-two-days.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-3214189805738342390</id><published>2008-10-23T14:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T14:13:20.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Din't go school today.. couldn't wake up. I woke up around 9 I guess, continued sleeping.. having lunch now, supposed to pass Jeremy the form today but.. D: I didn't go. PS. Also missed the show.. "Freedom Riders", tsk. And I said I would go. Rotting at home now, so bored D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949823967680247259-3214189805738342390?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/3214189805738342390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=3214189805738342390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/3214189805738342390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/3214189805738342390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2008/10/dint-go-school-today.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-8192367597015407843</id><published>2008-10-22T22:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T23:56:34.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Woke up at like.. 6.05 today, seems like my waking-time's much more standardised now, and I can get up without my mom's aid now :D laid down with doggy for awhile, hugged her. Her fur feels so soft in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached Nick's house at 6.50++, almost fell asleep.. he was taking he time, left for school at 7.10, reached in time. Was like so tired.. only slept for three hours yesterday, couldn't sleep. Was thinking about things. Physics lesson, MrChia was late for 30 minutes? He came in and was like "Want me to teach today?" our answer was obvious, and he went "okay then I won't teach today". What the fuck, slacker D: Let us watch some weird.. butt-video thing.. something to do with "Significant suction" thing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CME. MsToh returned our reflections to us.. she commented on mine.. with a sticker, which almost everyone else has. Except Nick&amp;amp;Kid, who weren't bothered to do the reflection. Man of few words? Or introvert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math.. MrsToh didn't come for some reason, obviously I don't know.. relief teacher came to .. relieve the period, we had fun.. chatting behind, Gabriel was getting bullied.. English lesson afterwards, MsToh again.. well I really. really. thoroughly enjoyed this lesson(no sarcasm). The video she showed us today: "Freedom Riders" was great, I think the teacher in it, Aaron Gruwells is a really passionate teacher, and her being able to persuade and make the students do work, is a really great achievement. Continuing it tomorrow.. which is partially the reason why I'm gonna be there in school tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess, today was .. torture. They were playing the guitars.. and there was vocalists, of course. The vocalist.. all of us were.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;enchanted&amp;amp;captivated&lt;/span&gt; by his super &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;aw(ful)esome&lt;/span&gt; singing. It was like disgusting.. a lady-like guy with a lady-like voice singing a really deep-toned song.. was totally wrong. Stole food from Dayna :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second reason why I'm going's 'cause Nick's flyin' off tomorrow. Though I'll be unable to see him, I'd also like to be there anyway.. Hope he'll have a safe journey to HongKong, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bon voyage&lt;/span&gt; and hope he has fun there. Also hoping that he'll be able to become a better person when he come back, and learn more stuff. &amp;amp;have some alone time with her. Take care :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geography class.. Nick PS me.. and I was left behind D: He went all the way in front to sit, leaving me behind T__T then MsSiew got pissed off at me.. for being "rude".. which I wasn't .__. But nevermind, went to Nick's house, without him. He's going to Shermaine's for awhile, while I wait for him at his house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third reason's 'cause.. I'm assuming responsibility for those who do not have the help programme form.. and time-table.. so I'm bringing Nick's file(which did I mention, was fucking heavy) to school tomorrow and give it to them. yeah for slackers like Jeremy. That's 'bout all. Kid's not going D: I'm gonna be so alone.. tomorrow. Dead bored, oh yeah, hope Gab has fun in the HongKong trip too, same for Dayna :D and everyone who's going. 'cept people I hate and I want to die, have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited for Nick like.. an hour plus? I looked at Edison nude photos, lol. Figured he's a disgusting guy... I was like almost puking, by the way the photos are Nick's D: I didn't go find it. He finally came back from Shermaine's, she was taking her time ironing her clothes, which took like 20 minutes? I think she was COOKING her clothes. He came back under the rain, slept on his brother's bed for like 30 minutes.. he changed into clothing, which was totally not what he said he would be in. But because his uniform's wet, I'm gonna have to be the only one in uniform, all the way to VivoCity. Stuff this .____.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left his house at 3+, movie's at 4.50. Didn't make it, apparently. Train took too long, and we were figuring out which lane was to HarbourFront, there wasn't any. We had to go to DhobyGaut, which also couldn't be found on the lanes, we had to change lines, but we didn't know, so we missed 2 trains due to our indecisiveness, then finally took it, which was the wrong one, came back and switched line, wasted like 30 minutes.. decided to go to DhobyGaut's "The Cathay" to watch our movie instead, was shocked. "Nick, I thought you wanted to alter your belt, that's why we're heading to Vivo?" "SHIT! I FORGOT, waaaaaaah PCC la, fuck man forgot."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went down all the way there for shiz. Asked our "especially reliable" friend, MarcusHengShiHao for the timeslot for the "Butterfly Lovers" there, so we can see if we can make it. Nick specially stressed the word, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt; Cathay, but seems like Marcus doesn't know the difference, he just checked Cathay, we believed him. Well Nick did. I would've called Jeremy D: Much more reliable than him. Went off to "The Cathay" then, "What show?" "Uhhh.. the "Butterfly Lovers", the person stared at us.. "Uh we don't have that show here" We were like WTF O_o Are you sure?! LOL. Bloody wasted our time, watched MaxPayne instead, 6.30 show. Was 5.30, went next door to PlazaSingapura, immediately searched for LJS :X Found it, the smell was so strong :D Even though it was covered by BK and Yoshinoya, but still strong. Ironically there wasn't much people as I thought there would be, had Combo1 with Rice, again. Was nice *-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went around the mall, looked at clothings I REALLY REALLY wanted to buy.. and searched for the brand "Tooty", Nick wanted to buy Shermaine a bag she wanted. 88$.. so expensive. Went back to the cinema, the theatre was huge.. we even had someone escourt us to our seat, had Popcorn, wedges, some weird drink Nick ordered, nachos. Quite a spread, I paid for like everything, Nick's father didn't give him money, or the full amount D: Said he would spend everything immedaitely. So yeah, I paid everything. x.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seats were comfortable, :D lush and nice. The sound effect is like.. overpowering -___- too loud, we're not deaf for fuck's sake. Max Payne.. it's a pretty stupid show, I don't get the parts.. it's really lame.. I mean, I get it. But I don't know why they're doing it? Really retarded, and the main villian just.. DIES. -_____-; Only to find another villian, the real one. Emerging out. Then at the end of the credits, another villian comes out. Prolly can expect a second season for Max Payne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I would rate it 6.5/10, it's okay.. really boring. I really wanted to sleep throughout.. went home afterwards, train-ed home. Saw my auntie :D Last saw her.. ChineseNewYear, she said I'm skinnier, and taller. I guess, now at home.. laming with Kid, or rather he's laming. damn tired, I go sleep le la. byeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949823967680247259-8192367597015407843?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/8192367597015407843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=8192367597015407843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/8192367597015407843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/8192367597015407843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2008/10/woke-up-at-like.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-5503141227214671029</id><published>2008-10-21T00:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T00:19:05.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sudden craving for LJS.. combo1.. T____T I really wanted to eat like 2 today.. w/ rice.. then maybe the treasure bowl. D: Fuck man.. damn hungry now .____. All Dayna's fault again, call me to zoom in the picture T_T And curious me zoomed in the LJS picture..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No school today as well, posting just 16 minutes after midnight :D Not gonna sleep yet.. continue to DotA with Nick.. then maybe watch Korean drama.. then sleep, wake up. Go out and eat my fill :D Or ask someone to go out with me. Maybe Jacq again :D Or Dayna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more week to HSM3 screening, lookin' forward. It's with ZBF too.. and I don't know one of them.. so it's gonna be awkward, but nevermind. Not like I'll talk to her D: Gonna plan the chalet with Nick soon. :D Gonna enjoy this holiday.. like mad.. then .. "enjoy" my mugging next year, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if&lt;/span&gt; I mug.&lt;br /&gt;&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/2949823967680247259-5503141227214671029?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/5503141227214671029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=5503141227214671029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/5503141227214671029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/5503141227214671029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2008/10/sudden-craving-for-ljs.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-3644892234685641915</id><published>2008-10-20T20:48:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T21:01:44.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;BFF DAY TODAY :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Met them at 1 AM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay maybe not 1 AM.. supposingly 1, but ended up 2 .__. 'cause I woke up late. Jacqueline got semi-pissed-off at me D: But nothing happened so lucky me. Continued the train with both of them to Boon Lay, Jurong Point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went into the mall and booked the tickets.. then had LJS. Woots, been craving for it for like.. a week now. It was the only thing I was looking forward to, Combo1w/ riceeeeee. Lol. Yeah that's what I had for lunch, the serving portion is really small compared to last time.. .__. didn't have ClamChowder, or the dessert pie. I really wanted them D: But I guess the rice filled me up.  Still had 20 minutes 'til the movie, so we took our time to sit, play PSP, talk and then walk up slowly :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought a 7 dollar MashedPotato combo, fucking not worth it. Tastes like shit, didn't touch it at all. 'cept the cheesedog.__. and the movie sucked, wasted like.. 16+ today at the cinema.. we watched "20th Century Boys", probably the worse movie I've watched in my life? It doesn't have much.. except loads and loads of bullshit. Additionally, none of the actors and actresses were handsome or pretty, in fact. They were like ugly? And some below average. It wasn't really horror, or gore but there were blood scenes. It's not really comedy either, but there's some lame attempts. More like.. sci-fi if you ask me. A very very boring sci-fi where you don't understand anything. To add on, a few bastards behind our row was making noises, really noisy.. almost shouted at them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wished Dayna was there, she would've screamed at them. _|_! They were like "What's that, what's that" As if their friend will know, also not like she watched before, fucking retards. Stare at them and "tsk' them still so noisy. Inconsiderate D:  Back on topic.. the movie sucks.. it has a second ending, but fuck it I'm not watching and wasting money. I'll rate it 0.5 over 10, not worth the admission price .. at all. Regret. &amp;amp;I should've bought the pop-corn combo instead T___T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for Japanese cuisine afterwards, had Ramen :D Tonkutu soup-base ramen w/salmon. A whole chunk of it, it's pretty nice, and the price isn't exorbitant so.. it's like 13.90 if I'm not wrong. I think it's pretty nice :D YahTing has CrabMeat FriedRice, Jacq had the same as me. Settled the bills, went to buy sushi and eat :D Well only I did.. Jacq went to DelifranceBistro to buy dinner for her mom, ChickenMayoCrossaint, yeah. Then train-ed home.. :D That's all. &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/2949823967680247259-3644892234685641915?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/3644892234685641915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=3644892234685641915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/3644892234685641915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/3644892234685641915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2008/10/bff-day-today-d-met-them-at-1-am-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-8501955832481189930</id><published>2008-10-19T23:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T00:33:42.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Supposed to wake up &amp;amp; go out with Jacq&amp;amp;Dayna .___. But I ended up sleeping at 6.50 AM yesterday.. or today morning. Sun was shining on my ass and I was just about to sleep. Got up at 1.30, didn't wanna go anymore, messaged her, though it was a message that was late for an hour and a half.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Washed up and played with doggy :D Ate breakfast.. then downloaded Garena and played DotA, did nothing much today. NOW TRYING TO SOLVE THE DAMN QUIZ D: I'm stuckkkkkkkkkkkk. Oh yeah, this is the&lt;a href="http://www.mcgov.co.uk/riddles/level1.html"&gt; quiz &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Talked with my father for about half an hour.. talked about life, and he was giving advices, though he has speaking difficulties, I could understand what he was talking about.. he was talking about my personality, and stuff. Said I looked like him, but thinks like my mother, and vice versa for my brother. Talked about responsibilty.. like the dog D: Said I've been neglecting it recently. WHICH I HAVE NOT! D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Quizzing now.. I missed a question! Too smart le got the answer without even seeing the question D: Now I've to re-do it. -losing his sanity-&lt;/span&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/2949823967680247259-8501955832481189930?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/8501955832481189930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=8501955832481189930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/8501955832481189930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/8501955832481189930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2008/10/supposed-to-wake-up-go-out-with-jacq.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-1570357209080380681</id><published>2008-10-17T23:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T00:58:16.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Didn't go school today. Supposingly planned this truancy with Nick.. so we both slept really late yesterday night, but he backed out at the very last minute because "Shermaine ask me to go school tomorrow".  So he's going to school, being him, sleeping at 1 AM is nothing much, he'd be able to wake up 6 the next day, but I can't D: And it was 1 AM, and I already told my mom I'm not going.. so she didn't wake me up, neither could I wake myself up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But one person, or dog could, Money! She woke me up at 7.50, whining at me, apparently asking why I'm still at home(or somethin' like that). Turned on the computer.. watched TV with the air-conditioner blowing at me :D Been long since I last did that, felt awesome. Went on MSN.. received a message from Jeremy, "bad boy pon school". He didn't go either, look who's talking D: We DotA'd like 5 matches.. won all of them :D well lost one. Okay we won 4, there was minor lag.. not as laggy as I would be if I played in Nick's room. Play with doggy for awhile, since I've been neglecting her since the examination period started.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Took a nap on the mattress, oh and I was also writing lyrics.. I have a foolscap of it :D It's not very nice, it's not really an original composition, more like edition of a song. I have a first verse and an edition of it's chorus. Haven't ate anything since, so drank a carton of ChocolateMilk :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Continued napping, then DotA'd with Jeremy for awhile more, until Nick came on. DotA'd with him instead, but kept DC'ing. Dad came back not long after.. he didn't buy food. What the fuck. :/ So I went to cook noodles.. then starved myself for the next 3 hours, playing more games .___.  Got really bored after awhile, napped.. again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gwen came on, spoke to her for awhile.. Mom came home.. ate BeefHorFun again :D Lol -addicted- Chatting with Jacq now.. I feel like a loser D: Failing Math so badly, when all my other friends are like 80-110ish. I'm like 43. Pathetic if you ask me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And not only that.. I can't really do much mental calculation. I was never good at figures and stuff.. I think next year's gonna be extremely tough. And I doubt I can take on O'Levels.. so.. yeah I might just pass on depending on the situation.. I really don't want time to go so fast, not yet. I hardly think I'm even Sec3, I just got used to it. And before I knew it I'm gonna be a year older. Time, slow down please? And yeah, I do envy people who pass Math with like 90ish.. if I even passed, like 65 or 70, it's a fucking great achievement for me. I'd be so glad I'd be like —— speechless. And then I'll start thanking my parents for giving birth to me? But guess life's not a bed of roses, and even if it is. Beneath the roses are thorns, and one day the roses will wither. If it was possible.. I really hoped I could choose Literature, and drop Math, or just take advanced English. Life would be so much easier that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't think I can cope for next year, I'm hardly doing well for this year, I just got attuned to the pace now. And it's getting faster. I'm prolly gonna breakdown soon. .___. So yeah, I want encouragement from my friends and support. Hopefully all these are sufficient for me to suffice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;'ll go sleep now, night .__.&lt;/span&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/2949823967680247259-1570357209080380681?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/1570357209080380681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=1570357209080380681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/1570357209080380681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/1570357209080380681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2008/10/didnt-go-school-today.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-3537558323129748996</id><published>2008-10-16T21:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T22:08:01.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Woke up at 6.05, left house without my brother. At about 6.25? Reached Nick's house really early today, had time to sleep for awhile until he came down from upstairs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;School'ed as usual.. went up to get my papers back for more checking, got my SS paper back. Scored 30/50 at first, then there was some miscalculation in the markings, thought I got 40 D: But who knew it was only 33. Problem was that I continued a question on another page, 'cause I had more things to add so they marks L3/7 for the first part, and L4/10 for the other continuation, adding up to 17, but the total marks I can get from the question was only 12. So the total marks for the question was 10.. which was an increase in three marks for my SS. 33/50. Pass!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Created my own lyrics for a song :D -proud- Made Jacq sing it, it was nice :D YiShan says so too. Had recess.. ate noodles. Then went to the benches to sit.. regret sitting between Marcus and Jeremy D: He was like squeezing me and the holes in the benches was like grinding against my skin .. super pain, but nonetheless fun. Jumped on Nick's back lol :D Felt like a kid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Came back to class, got back MotherTongue paper.. heard I did the worse in Paper 1(essay).. was shocking to hear that :/ Well I neglected section B of it so.. yeah. D: Got back paper 2, 33.5/60. Not a very idealistic score but.. I passed. So I guess I should be happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh oh! And I got back my POA paper, LOL :D 52/100. I passed, I was like "Holy Fuck LOLDSAKD***I#@!DSAJDIAJOSD" and then she gave us prizes.. for tremendous improvement and thanks for the POA rep(me). But I felt really awkward taking it.. all I did was what I supposed to do, I didn't work extremely hard so.. it was awkward. -cricket sounds-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went home.. played DotA with Nick, Marcus and Gabriel.. Gabriel so "凶", made me so scared T_T Don't want play anymore.. now updating blog.. then prolly sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In any case..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;English Language - Pass&lt;br /&gt;Mathematics - Fail&lt;br /&gt;Combined Sciences - Pass&lt;br /&gt;Mother Tongue(Chinese) - Pass&lt;br /&gt;Combined Humanities - Pass&lt;br /&gt;Principle of Accounts - Pass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PROMOTE!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949823967680247259-3537558323129748996?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/3537558323129748996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=3537558323129748996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/3537558323129748996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/3537558323129748996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2008/10/woke-up-at-6_16.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-1390646231582300978</id><published>2008-10-15T14:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T22:07:49.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Woke up at 6.15, wasn't counted as late or early, I really really(reallyreallyreally) did not wanna go.. but today's the checking of most papers, so I got up and left anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Reached Nick's house at 7 I think, had diarrhoea  .. camped in the toilet for quite a long time D: So awkward, then when I was done it was 7.23.. yeah we were late.. again. Ran 5 rounds with Nick.. well I only ran 3 and walk-jogged 2. I think the running is really redundant.. it doesn't help as punishment. No one cares, they just run and the next day they're late again. It just makes us totally tired and sweaty and you can't concentrate afterwards, worse off having an exam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went back to class, was Physics period, Justin came over to chat. He seemed to have some problem with friends so.. he was consulting me, but he wouldn't tell me what happened D: He just kept asking "howhow?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Got back Physics paper.. yeah. I passed :D Not a very ideal score but at least passable, now I just need Chemistry, but MrChia shown us the total overall score for CombinedSciences.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Combined Sciences&lt;br /&gt;63%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well.. I expected at least a 65% and above.. not really 63. Wasn't quite happy with the results, Nick was 60 if I'm not wrong. Guess I'll have to work harder next year.. English period was next, MsToh returned us Paper2. Wasn't expecting anything high, since I've been doing only average for the past few mock exams, and even failed one. BUT GUESS WHAT. I passed! With 59 marks over 80. Highest in class, or so they say. That doesn't really matter. I'm just happy with 59 marks, I really wanted 60 though. 'Cause then I would've an A1 for language, which would be great, but couldn't manage to find a mistake in any of the papers.. well it's English, not as easy as Math or Science to spot mistakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hopefully I'll score an A1 for overall, including oral and Paper1(essay) scores, I've a premonition that I wrote out-of-point for Paper1.. but anyways. So I've 2 subjects pass, one more to promote. Unless MrsYeow decides to use the L1 with Maths thing.. then I'm doomed :D..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The next paper returned to us was our MathPaper 1&amp;amp;2, didn't score.. well.. at all. Not even a single pass in any of the papers.. 26 for paper 1.. over 60, and 17 for paper 2.. over 60 too. Sums up to 43 over a hundred and twenty. Which is like.. one third of the whole paper? Sucks. Total overall was also shown for Mathematics, I scored a 36%.. for both papers. It'll probably pull me down a lot. But still.. hoping I'll pass for Math overall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Geography.. went down for our Geography lesson. Took back our papers.. I did the same as Nick, as usual. 13 for both sections, 26 in total over 50. Just passed by a mark. There goes CombinedHumanities, but I'm lookin' forward to SS :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So currently..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;English Language(Main) - Passed&lt;br /&gt;Combined Sciences - Passed&lt;br /&gt;Geography - Passed&lt;br /&gt;Mathematics - Failed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PROMOTE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So technically, if all goes well. I should be able to be promoted to Sec4NA. But I'm probably gonna struggle for Math the following year, *mendokusei. I'll be having to work doubly hard to catch up to the rest. MrsToh was pretty disappointed in me. She shook her head while giving me the paper. Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*Troublesome in Japanese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949823967680247259-1390646231582300978?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/1390646231582300978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=1390646231582300978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/1390646231582300978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/1390646231582300978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2008/10/woke-up-at-6_15.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-3144366444617632327</id><published>2008-10-14T22:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T22:18:53.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Did. Nothing. Today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Anyways, read HuiLi's recent post.. I think she's starting to think wrongly and imagine again. Let's hope for the best D: Me and Jacq was gossiping about someone LOL, then we wanted to go LJS to eat.. but raining here, loud thunderstorms D: Money was scared so she ran to me :D I cuddled her to sleep. Then stupid Jacq, know I haven't had dinner she showed me bento pictures and sushi and onigiri T______T evil..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Okayyyyy bye, redundant post :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&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/2949823967680247259-3144366444617632327?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/3144366444617632327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=3144366444617632327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/3144366444617632327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/3144366444617632327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2008/10/did.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-5315714933683334536</id><published>2008-10-13T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T15:01:03.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today's the day! The day where EOY ends! The day we're going out to play :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Woke up at 6.05.. mom lied to me that it was 6.45 D: I jumped out of bed. Got ready at 6.15.. came out and was like "WTF 6.15, I thought it was .45!" Picked up my clothing for the party later on and went off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Reached school, went up for the next paper, Physics! Also the last paper, finished it in like 45 minutes.. it's actually quite simple, at least lesser than what I expected.. but prolly gonna just manage with a pass or something. Anyways, was super happy when I finished the paper, that means it's time to play :D EOY's over. School's out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went off really quickly to Nick's, ate at Maccas with him then went up to change. Chat with his mother for a loooooooooong time while he was styling his hair and bathing. And no, I did not fabricate any stories D: Went off.. his mom sprayed musky perfume at me, smelt good initially but.. the perfume turned out to smell bad when you sweat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Met YahTing, Jacq at B.Batok's train platform at 11. Just in time :D Waited for Brandon. Trained to Marina afterwards. Went to HMV(?), Brandon wanted to buy disks but there wasn't the one he wanted. He wanted BoA's '08 concert. Anyways.. went to KBOX later.. but was like at 2 PM, and it's only 12.15 now.. .______. Went to Arcade and watched them waste money fishing out toys.. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyways.. went to LongJohn to eat.. saw Dayna and Yishan there. Ate together, I competed with Brandon in the drum game :D I WON! Well no, but I won anyway. Went shopping until 1.50, then checked in the room. It was really small for 6 people.. and the food sucks. There wasn't anything except nuggets so screw that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sung for awhile.. was really boring, went over to Dayna's and Yishan's room to sing instead, had fun there :D We took videos, and snapshots. But over at the other room was all love songs lol. And too many people I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went for the buffet afterwards, it was awesome man. Haven't had hotpot since .. long ago. Ordered lots of stuff :D There were no wastage charges anyways, YahTing was like scared. Ate 'til our fill, had ChocolateFondue afterwards.. wasn't what I expected. It was cheap ice cream! Well it was free so we can't expect much. Went a long way to the train station, they were rushing, I don't know why either :/ There's no school tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyways, trained home.. supposed to still use the computer after but my brother's sick.. mom doesn't want me to disturb him so. I can't use the comp .____. Was supposed to bathe.. but only found out there was no heater after stripping D: Then waited until I fell asleep.. .__. Woke up at 2 PM.. then bathed then sleep, again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today wasn't as fun as expected, but still nonetheless, fun. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&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/2949823967680247259-5315714933683334536?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/5315714933683334536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=5315714933683334536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/5315714933683334536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/5315714933683334536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2008/10/todays-day-day-where-eoy-ends-day-were.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-10082236487900700</id><published>2008-10-12T22:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T23:10:04.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Woke up at 3, supposed to meet Gwen at 3, but she was still at home so we made it later.. had to wait for mom to get ready.. she wanted to bring me there for some reason :/ So Gwen waited for like an hour..? .____. e5 people were there too, coincidentally. So she had company while waiting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Reached at 4.16, studied for like an hour and a half. Got really restless afterwards.. played PSP, since I've finished what I wasn't sure about.. Gwen continued. She so guai, had a full notebook of.. notes(duh). Ate.. then played more, she was still at it.. then we left after awhile.. she looked so bored D: I didn't know what to say, was awkward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyways.. finally killed that motherf*cking huge wyvern! :D AND THE NEW DP ULTI IS GAY. Yeah I know you don't care, but it needs to be said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gonna sleep now.. night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Jacqueline is a baka! 马鹿!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&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/2949823967680247259-10082236487900700?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/10082236487900700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=10082236487900700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/10082236487900700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/10082236487900700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2008/10/woke-up-at-3-supposed-to-meet-gwen-at-3.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-3159996750441999422</id><published>2008-10-10T22:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T18:03:49.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awaiting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Woke up at 6.16 today.. my parents are driving me to school today.. so I won't be meeting Nick. Reached school around 6.50. Studied for POA a little, didn't expect to score much as I couldn't remember anything, the formats weren't getting in my head. Went up for the exam afterwards.. was nervous, hoping the test wouldn't be too hard. And yeah, like the other tests, it was much easier than what we all expected. And amazingly I actually rememebered the format! D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But I couldn't balance it up.. I left out the important message.. "..withdrew $500 worth of goods for personal use". This wasn't shown in the notes D: Liars. But I guess I'll manage to score a 50.. if all goes well. PLEASE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went to Maccas afterwards with Jeremy, Marcus and Justin. Nick didn't come along, he had something to attend to. Ate.. nothing much happened, Marcus was playing with food then blaming Jeremy. Nothing much happened afterwards, chat with Gwen when I got home.. she had tuition so she went off, and came back. Went out for dinner with family afterwards. Had BeefHorFun :D It was awesome, damn nice. Some aunty collecting cans came by asking if I wanted mine.. there was like half inside the can.. so I finished half of my drink and emptied the can, so good right? :D But was damn full afterwards.. and didn't feel so well D: Went home. DotA'd with Nick for an hour plus.. then sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A FEW MORE DAYS TO ABC, WHHHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/2949823967680247259-3159996750441999422?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/3159996750441999422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=3159996750441999422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/3159996750441999422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/3159996750441999422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2008/10/woke-up-at-6_10.html' title='Awaiting'/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-591332698806594986</id><published>2008-10-09T19:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T19:45:11.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All's good today.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Woke up at 6.16.. really didn't feel like going to school. I think I wouldn't be if there wasn't any paper today.. was soooo damned tired. Yeah.. Math Paper 1. Time to go school &amp;amp;die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Reached train station at 6.40, no one was there at all. Train was empty, yay. Didn't have to squeeze.. when I alighted I met Dayna and Winnie.. I was like in the middle of them, super awkward dunno which to talk to. Then faster walk away D: Went up to Nick's at 6.50 I think, one of the earliest times I've reached.. studied there, he finally came down from upstairs.. at 7.10++ I stomach ache then use toilet.. came out and it was 7.20 O_O Yeah, we were late. All Nick's fault D: MrMustafa let us go since there were exams, thank God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went up to class, on the way heard MsYanti's voice LOL. She was like "haha late, cause I not there". xD  Math paper.. everyone got ready, only left me and Nick. Math paper was relatively easy.. I've been sneezing since the start of the day.. when I was at the 360 degree question I was sneezing like crazy.. so I didn't think for that then I just skip. D: Then found out it was bloody easy.. My table was stuffed with tissues.. Gwen wasn't there, she was at gym taking express math .____. I didn't know how to do some though.. like Trigonometry questions.. and the factorization.. I hope I get 40+ then can pass le.. D: Hope my Paper 2 pass too.. or at least 20+ so I can pass..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went home.. MsToh make us stay again. What the hell, we didn't talk D: at all. I think. Damned Lucius. But she left us off after awhile.. so it wasn't that bad. Went to Maccas with Marcus, Justin and Nick. Lol, had BigBreakfastWhichWasSoSmall? I wasn't full at all. Went home afterwards..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Talked to Gwen like really long.. then played MSN games. I think they're fun. :D They make me laugh. DotA'd with Nick too.. I think he got pissed off at me. For something I did, I don't know what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyways.. POA paper tomorrow.. gonna study for a bit.. probably gonna fail, or pass on the dot anyways. BUT STILL. Must try.. I might even retain, I only have like.. English.. two other subjects.. Combined Humanities..? Probably.. Science?(But I deproved a lot in Chemistry.. and my Physics has sucked all the while).. POA.. is hopeless. Eh.. that leaves.. Chinese and Math.. I might pass Chinese, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;might&lt;/span&gt;. And Math too. So, next year's gonna be really hard for me. But I'm just- too- lazy- to- be- bothered&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/2949823967680247259-591332698806594986?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/591332698806594986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=591332698806594986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/591332698806594986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/591332698806594986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2008/10/alls-good-today.html' title='All&apos;s good today.'/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-2656228683285309877</id><published>2008-10-08T22:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T22:55:51.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Woke up at 6.23 today, was really late.. couldn't get up 'cause I came home really late yesterday. Left house without brother, he left earlier.. left at like.. 6.45? D: Reached Nick's house at 7.05, I wasn't late afterall.. maybe 'cause I rushed a little. Gate almost closed.. but THANK GOD. We saw MsYanti(SAVIOUR), LOL. She told on MsToh about what Nick said, again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;English Paper 2.. the paper was easy, ironically. I expected it to be really hard, since the mock-exams MsToh gave us to practice was way harder than this. But not only was the Cloze Passage easy, Passage A was easy as well.. usually there'd be a few "In your own words" questions, there's only 1 this time. So not what we expected.. Summary was not easy.. but it wasn't as hard as those mock-exams either. Much easier, the points could be found easily as long as you read hard enough and understood the passage. The theme of the paper was dieting and food nutrition. Lol, I thought MsToh set the paper, but it was MrPan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anywho.. the easy part was over.. next up was Chemistry Paper 3 and 4, together in 1 hour 25 minutes.. it was a really short paper, but I didn't know some parts.. but got one I GUESSED AND I GOT CORRECT, woot. The Blast Furnace also guess, SHOULD BE CORRECT but then the teacher li siao, go and change the direction of the furnace then opposite. T__T Stupid assholes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;MsToh played game with us.. made us stay for like 2 hours.. damn sian la, but learnt that she isn't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; bad of a teacher afterall. So I guess it's a good thing? While waiting Jeremy was like practicing dancing la.. yuck D: Burnt my eyes(No offenceeeeeee, although it's offensive).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Chat with Gwen for the rest of the day.. we played MSN games :D She lose then don't friend me(wth?!) D: And she laughs like a retard, hahahaha. So. Damn. Bored. And. Tired. The new DotA map sucks IMO, the terrain is badddddddd. But I like the new heroes, or HERO.&lt;/span&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/2949823967680247259-2656228683285309877?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/2656228683285309877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=2656228683285309877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/2656228683285309877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/2656228683285309877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2008/10/woke-up-at-6_06.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-3180308630953295242</id><published>2008-10-07T17:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T18:02:54.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SS-Paper!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I forgot to blog on this day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Had SS paper.. was kind of easy :D I think can score well.. I think we went to eat that day.. went home.. probably chat-ed with Gwen.. and then played DotA. I think. Yeah just posting for the sake of posting D: DONE!&lt;/span&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/2949823967680247259-3180308630953295242?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/3180308630953295242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=3180308630953295242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/3180308630953295242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/3180308630953295242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-forgot-to-blog-on-this-day-had-ss.html' title='SS-Paper!'/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-8337464364290503528</id><published>2008-10-07T12:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T22:56:07.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz; Another one!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;TEN THINGS ABOUT YOU:&lt;br /&gt;1) Are you single?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yeah, but not available&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Are you happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Are you bored?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hell yeah D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Are you sad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sometimes..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Are you Italian?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Does it make a difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Are you pregnant?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jeremy said I am pregnant .____.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Are you afraid of the dark?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yeah .__. especially when after watching a scary movie, or scary pictures(DAYNA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Are you good at cooking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Depends on what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Are you Irish?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think I'm Singaporean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Are your parents still married?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN THINGS ABOUT YOUR LOVE LIFE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Do you believe in love at first sight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Have you ever been hurt emotionally?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) What is it that you look for in someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Eh.. personality and character. Looks are most important but you said in someone D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Do you have anyone you like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Are you afraid of commitments?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No, just lazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Have you hugged someone within the last week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My mom? Nicholas? My dog?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Have you ever had a secret admirer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Some.. and it's not very secret..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Which ex did you love the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Never had one .____.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Have you ever kissed someone of the same sex on the lips?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He kissed me instead D: And I want to.. but he wouldn't let me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 Have you ever cheated in a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't have one, damnit. STOP RUBBING IT IN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Love or money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Hard liquor or beer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Strawberries :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Cats or dogs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dogs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) A few best friends or many regular friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A few best friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Television or internet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Internet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Pepsi or coke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Chrysanthemum Tea, IN A CAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Wild night out or romantic night in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wild night out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Money or happiness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Happiness, if you're happy you probably have money too, or that it applies to me.. &gt;_&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Night or day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Night, no sun :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) MSN or phone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;MSN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN HAVE YOU EVER:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Been caught sneaking out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No.. my mom lets me go anywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Been skinny dipping?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What's this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Done something you regret?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4) Bungee jumped?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Lied to someone you love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yeah, the person asked if I liked anyone.. I said no D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Finished an entire jaw breaker?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They sell those?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Have you ever slept in someone else's bed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yeah.. my mom's, Jeremy's.. my DOG's :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Wanted an ex bf/gf back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I. Don't. Have. Any. EX. Bf. Or. Gf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Cried because you lost a pet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No o_o; It died instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Wanted to disappear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yeah when I'm humiliated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN PREFERENCES:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Smile or eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Light or dark hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Hugs or kisses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Licks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Shorter or taller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Shorter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Intelligence or attraction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Attraction, but not dumb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Romantic or spontaneous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Romantic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Hook-up or relationship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hook-up. And sometimes relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Dinner out or takeaways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Take-aways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Hot or cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Educated or dropout&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Educated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN LASTS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Last phone call you made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think you meant my LAST PHONE..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Last phone call you received&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Eh.. .. Nick?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Last person you hung out with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nick too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Last person you tackled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;JunKiat lol. We were fighting to get in the MRT thing first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Last person(s) you hugged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I did that liao la, scroll up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Last text message you received&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I haven't had a phone since..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Last person(s) you went to the movies with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jacq and YahTing o_o!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Last person/thing you missed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bambi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Last thing you touched&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Excluding my keyboard.. my you-know-what :D!&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/2949823967680247259-8337464364290503528?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/8337464364290503528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=8337464364290503528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/8337464364290503528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/8337464364290503528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2008/10/quiz-another-one.html' title='Quiz; Another one!'/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-1730190725779446786</id><published>2008-10-06T21:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T22:56:18.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There Goes My Math EOY Paper):</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Woke up at 5.55 today. Got ready at 6.00 :D First time so fast.. but when I put on my pants that time stomach ache..... what the hell D: I ended up leaving house at 6.30.. then forget to take wallet, but thank God I was inside the elevator.. so I went back up and took it, then 6.35 D: Reached Nick's house at normal time =___=; Wasted so much time.. he left immediately today, apparently wanting to borrow notes from Gabriel for last minute revision. I really really(reallyreallyreallyreallyreally) wanted to eat the egg-sandwich his maid cooked .. but scared later stomach ache so I passed D: Totally regret.. HOPE HIS MAID COOKS IT TOMORROW! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Reached school pretty early.. Gabriel wasn't there yet, poor Nick. And when he came he said he doesn't have the notes .___. Went up to our class for our doom. First up was Chinese Paper 2.. it's.. slightly harder.. than N'level standards somehow. But I managed to read all of the words in the passages &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;correctly(note: correctly)&lt;/span&gt; :D I was like "Oh my goooood I can read". I think my Chinese improved a lot :D I'm able to write a lot more words now.. partly thanks to constant reading of Chinese lyrics in KBOX and the writing of the lyrics as well. Stomach has been hurting since the middle of the paper..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;then next paper was doomed D: but the school decided to be kind to let us go for Recess. Initially wanted to use this 30 minutes to go do you-know-what .__. But it stopped hurting, so I didn't. Then went back to class, then right when I got the paper in my hands it STARTED TO HURT LIKE F*CK. D: Then went during the 2 hour paper.. I spent 25 minutes in the toilet.. .____. the Math paper was hard.. I got the wrong formula .___. They didn't give the formula for the quadratic thing.. and Simultaneous also forgot le.. I should've went to look for MrsToh for that .___. I thought I knew.. so gay.  I think I'm gonna score pretty badly.. 20-30.. no more, no less.. I hope I don't get 10? Or all hope's gone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;MsToh wanted to let us go row by row.. but YongJie and Lucius was like discussing.. so she skipped out row.. everytime also like that.. last year also =_= CommonTest 1 also. then when all rows gone she play game with us.. she saw someone's newsletter on the projector.. then want us to get rid of it BUT NOT THROW OR CRUSH. Or not each of us copy 10 times of it WITH COLOUR AND PICTURES, she's a little crazy :D That's our MsHot. Then later finally let us go that time.. NICK DROPPED HIS CALCULATOR then she say Class Chairman protest, so we shall stay longer -____-; then YongJie say "MsHot damn childish sia" then she's like "So now I'm childish ah is it, YongJie?" then he's like "NoNoNoNo, me me." then she keep asking "So who's irritating? Who's childish? Who's dumb? Who's stupid? Who's idiotic? Who's annoying? Who's silly?" then YongJie no choice but say himself.. then he keep hearing silly as singing, then ask WHO SINGING?! Then stay even longer.. then later MsHot dismiss uh ONE BY ONE. Gabriel went.. Nick went.. my turn.. yay! YongJie keep saying faster faster then SHE SKIP ME AND HIM LEH WTH. Let Brandon go, then Lucius.. then me.. and still ask me to push in the chairs la.. what the hell. T_T Then before I leave the door I said bye to YongJie then MsHot was like "Bye" then YongJie say "He saying bye to me la not you", then she's like "Okay so he doesn't wanna go" and asked me to go back =_= I faster chiong out of the door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Finally went home.. went to eat with Justin, Nick, Kid, Marcus and Jeremy first though. Then when I reached home I fell asleep on my mom's bed for like 3 hours. Did I mention? My mom's bed is damn nice to lie down luh, immediately sleep D: woke up and it's 6 PM, what the hell. Went to DotA once then now studying.. TRYING TO END THIS FUCKING LONG POST D: BYEEEE&lt;/span&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/2949823967680247259-1730190725779446786?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/1730190725779446786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=1730190725779446786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/1730190725779446786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/1730190725779446786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2008/10/there-goes-my-math-eoy-paper.html' title='There Goes My Math EOY Paper):'/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-5908197599165412449</id><published>2008-10-05T21:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T22:17:01.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>STUDY-DAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;WENT TO STUDY TODAY :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Woke up at 12.10, thought I would be late for the study trip at 1.30 but turns out Nick hasn't even woken up at 1.45.. apparently he slept at 6 AM yesterday.. what the fuck =__= 不会自动。 Pig sia. Then that Shermaine also another pig wake up even later. Didn't expect them to be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;THIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; late.. so I got my brother to fetch me to KAP(King Albert Park) hoping by the time I reach they should be halfway there, so I can like 'book' a seat for us. But.. I sat there waiting for 3 whole fucking hours.. well I was studying while waiting.. also playing PSP :D Thank God I brought it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Also witnessed some weird stuff.. like two girls buying weird stuff from ColdStorage, and then spiking a guy's drink o____o; they had fun, also playing with some witch hat.. I almost laughed out loud but didn't anyways :X Some fat Macdonalds worker came and ask me if I wasn't eating I should go somewhere else.. so I went to buy something and left my food there.. until the two came, at least. -____- Well I got hungry after the bloody wait, so I ate.. and right after my last bite they came :D Shermaine looked pretty. Her eye-liner was badly placed though.. soo. Nick? He was in his usual attire.. no change D: Me? Lol I was wearing some random t-shirt and shorts, w/ slippers that's all :D I think they overdressed ._____.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They ate for like an hour.. studied afterwards for like 2 hours? Spent 1/4 of the 2 hours talking.. then went and buy ice-cream -___- didn't study much but cleared by doubts on Trigonometry, so that's a good thing.. right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh yeah.. the McFlurry tasted so bland .____. went to ColdStorage afterwards.. we left earlier than I expected.. I was like "what the hell so fast..?". Shermaine had something to attend to.. Nick wanted to leave with her.. so I had no choice. Bought Sushi and Ricola in ColdStorage :D! EggMayooooooooo&lt;3. We also walked past the sex stuff.. Shermaine asked me what Lubricant was.. .. had a hard time explaining.. then I also saw StrawberryFlavouredCondom :D Looked so nice.. but don't think I'll get to taste it though ._____.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bus-ed home, then train-ed home. Could've just bus-ed and walk-ed home.. but Nick and Shermaine wanted me to accompany them. So yeah, 77'd with them to BktBatok.. chatting with Gwen now :D Slayed 4 Khezus on PSP today :D! Andddddddd got 2 new songs.. :D That's all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nighhhhhhhht~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;听~海哭的声音。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&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/2949823967680247259-5908197599165412449?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/5908197599165412449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=5908197599165412449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/5908197599165412449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/5908197599165412449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2008/10/study-day.html' title='STUDY-DAY!'/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-1677434113214443705</id><published>2008-10-03T23:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T18:04:36.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Instigation.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Woke up at 6.19 today.. later than usual, yeah but nonetheless early still. Went to wash up and took a bath. A hot bath to be precise, hot baths in the morning are so nice. Down side's that they make you wanna sleep more.. so it's kind of a trap. But it's irresistable. Put on my c.lenses and stuff.. then went to change into uniform. The pimple's gone, feel so relieved now, and no need to take extra care when sitting. Left for train station at 6.45.. went alone today, my brother couldn't wait so he left early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Reached Nicholas' house at like 6.58, greeted with loud barkings from his dog&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, Sparkie&amp;amp;Candy. It's weird why they bark at every single stranger that walks pass their door or window. Amazingly, I can make them shut up. Sat down on sofa.. Sparkie followed me. In case you didn't know, Sparkie is a 10-15 KG obese Shih-Tzu. Just when I sat, he jumped on me.. and on my zipper-area.. yeah it hurt .. *itaiiiiii. Dogs like aiming my private part.. don't know why either so don't ask.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Almost fell asleep on his couch until he came down from upstairs.. borrowed a manual(book) Chinese dictionary from him.. he changed the battery for his ElectronicDictionary several times, but none of the batteries worked. I think it was the dictionary that wasn't working at that point of time.. unlucky him. Rushed to school, he walked really fast today.. and din't go buy drinks.. I see how it is. When he wants something he's able to sacrifice, but when I want something he doesn't D: Anyways.. he rushed to SanLian(A classmate of ours) to borrow batteries, thinking that it was actually the batteries that had no power left, and not the dictionary. So to play safe he decided to borrow a working battery from her(yeah she's a very resourceful person), didn't work either. I tried poking the 'Reset' button but to no avail anyways. Sat down behind Jeremy and Marcus.. was sweating badly.. no thanks to Nick and his 'wind-walk'.. was really sleepy when I sat down. But not long after we were told the command to stand up and begin preparing for the ceremony so yeah -____- couldn't rest at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went up to class for our ChinesePaper 1, thank god it wasn't held in the Gymnasium. It would've been so warm totally anti-concentration. There were two sections to the paper. Like English, the infamous Situational writing consisting of two choices to choose from, the Informal and Formal letter. &amp;amp;The second part was Continuous writing. Three questions to choose from. For Situational, I chose question 1.. :D informal writing. Was a lot easier than formal.. except formal yields more points for the formats but it's hard to remember, content-wise was easy though. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WELL&lt;/span&gt; not like I even understood the question. Or bothered to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For informal content-wise was a lot, but formats were easier. Yields more points for content, and my best bet was content anyway soooo. I took most of my time on the Situational and neglected my continuous, since I had nothing much to write for that.. I had 2 short paragraphs on my continuous.. and one long one..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then for Continuous, there were 3 questions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1）你缺少什么？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2）写你做了什么好事和坏事。（something like that)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3）有两位16岁的姐妹为了明星梦而退学，甚至放弃了O水准。你对这件事有什么感想？(Talking about the two 16 year old twin-sisters who withdrew from their school and gave up their O'levels examinations to become singers, now the duo-Singers called By2 who made their first album this year called "NC16".)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyways, I picked question 3.. the other I had nothing to write for question 3, or at least.. nothing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;much&lt;/span&gt;. So why did I pick this? I had absolutely nothing to write for the other two questions D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yeah.. finished the two questions at about the end of the stipulated time given. Went home afterwards, joy. Went to eat SubWay with Nick, Marcus and Justin. Was fun :D We talked about many stuff and funny stuff.. mostly involving me and Marcus D: 'cause he wouldn't stop making fun of me .______. but was fun anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Train-ed home afterwards and DotA'd with Nick and Jeremy, searched for blogskins for Nick 'til 1AM+ and quarrelled with my mom because of it .____. she said I use the computer too much, or at least. Turn it on for too long. Yeah.. D: now gonna go sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;**Oyasuminasai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;*&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ouch in Japanese, usually stressed longer.&lt;br /&gt;**Formal way to say Good Night in Japanese, informal&lt;br /&gt;way would be to say "Oyasumi" without endfix. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/2949823967680247259-1677434113214443705?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/1677434113214443705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=1677434113214443705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/1677434113214443705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/1677434113214443705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2008/10/instigation.html' title='Instigation.'/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-6645489830439676046</id><published>2008-10-02T22:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T17:31:11.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ZBF?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F9cwLxa6Kak/SOX9sVmRcEI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4bw6PA145b4/s1600-h/DSC01982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252883478551294018" style="" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F9cwLxa6Kak/SOX9sVmRcEI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4bw6PA145b4/s200/DSC01982.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F9cwLxa6Kak/SOX9sdNr4HI/AAAAAAAAAA8/2ywHJZ9bGKk/s1600-h/DSC01981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252883480595652722" style="" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F9cwLxa6Kak/SOX9sdNr4HI/AAAAAAAAAA8/2ywHJZ9bGKk/s200/DSC01981.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F9cwLxa6Kak/SOX9shtrOsI/AAAAAAAAABE/937loSdKCsc/s1600-h/DSC01980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252883481803569858" style="" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F9cwLxa6Kak/SOX9shtrOsI/AAAAAAAAABE/937loSdKCsc/s200/DSC01980.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F9cwLxa6Kak/SOX9gKLHXdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pzjDTZzK91w/s1600-h/DSC01975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252883269326167506" style="" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F9cwLxa6Kak/SOX9gKLHXdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pzjDTZzK91w/s200/DSC01975.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F9cwLxa6Kak/SOX9gsvj2PI/AAAAAAAAAAU/LIAAtuuHdNI/s1600-h/DSC01976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252883278605834482" style="" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F9cwLxa6Kak/SOX9gsvj2PI/AAAAAAAAAAU/LIAAtuuHdNI/s200/DSC01976.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F9cwLxa6Kak/SOX9gpw9YbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/5vriwc6WexA/s1600-h/DSC01977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252883277806395826" style="" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F9cwLxa6Kak/SOX9gpw9YbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/5vriwc6WexA/s200/DSC01977.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F9cwLxa6Kak/SOX9gp-bP7I/AAAAAAAAAAk/eNJigCm7esQ/s1600-h/DSC01978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252883277862879154" style="" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F9cwLxa6Kak/SOX9gp-bP7I/AAAAAAAAAAk/eNJigCm7esQ/s200/DSC01978.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F9cwLxa6Kak/SOX9hK1apNI/AAAAAAAAAAs/PBV_2rcfNc4/s1600-h/DSC01979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252883286683460818" style="" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F9cwLxa6Kak/SOX9hK1apNI/AAAAAAAAAAs/PBV_2rcfNc4/s200/DSC01979.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;BAKA MOO MOO :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;here's your photos .__.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Woke up at 6.15 today, got ready at about .30? Reached Nick's at like 6.55 :D Early today.. so I could afford the luxury to rest at his living room for like.. 10 minutes :D Left at around 6.15 =.= Earlier by 2 minutes than usual but was almost late - YES STILL. Then we even ran for the closing gate &amp;amp;Nick could still be so relaxed .___. 佩服。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyways.. first lesson was POA, we played "Who wants to be a Millionaire" again, I think most of the people forgot the point to the game.. so they were over-reacting, but that's a good thing right? Shows that they care.. and bother to care. MsZhang really tries her best to teach us, she taught us on BooksOfOriginalEntry and SourceDocuments today. I understood :D omg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Afterwards was.. eh English I think.. she came in to return us a Woodgrove Paper we did a few weeks ago.. it wasn't marked so we had to mark it ourselves.. Jeremy made Firdaus copy for him =.= still demand him to move beside him so can see, but he moved himself anyway.. I didn't count how much I get but I roughly passed I think. Don't know if it's a good pass though D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then Physics.. was so boring.. he went through recap but I don't see the difference..? I forgot what I did too.. recess time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Recess, wanted to eat but once again the fat-whores in front hogged the entire stall(literally), so we didn't try or bother to try .___. walked over to the other stall &amp;amp;got some nuggets.. went to bench to sit down.. then went to staircase area and watched them play volleyball.. I wanted to play this time round.. but yeah, the ball stinks so .. I didn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yeah, next lesson was Chinese.. I don't think MsPeh likes me a lot D: She isolated me and Justin from everyone else by movin' them away T_T Not that it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;helped&lt;/span&gt; but it's an effort. I didn't do anything much.. except piss her off..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Chemistry.. feel sorry for MsChong.. but I was too busy drawing on my foolscap cover.. yeah! I wrote over 10 song lyrics on it :D I even took snaps of it on Jacq's HP, she'll help me upload soon ;D They said my handwriting looks like a girl's .. ._____.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Stay'd back for MathRemedial.. we had it in the MRL, so it was air-conditioned.. I stayed back for nothing though.. she went for the meeting for so long I got impatient and left. Jacq,Dayna&amp;amp;Yishan came along too :D Dayna left for her Granny's so it was only the other two that accompanied me to WestMall.. we went to popular.. the CED no stock la fucked up D: Tmr die le.. gonna use a freaking BOOK.. probably gonna take forever to find. We ate at KouFu afterwards.. lol they had TaiwaneseCuisine o_o looks so cute the pot and stuff.. stole some of Jacq's and YS's food ._____.;; Yeah I know I'm greedy D: We talked until 6 PM.. we talked about a lot of stuff.. enjoyable time :D and stuff like long long ago.. :o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I train-ed home, the train was filled with Indians(no offence)? It stank like shit.. and I kept hearing weird language.. was a bad part of the car to be in.. regret T__T Lol.. then some old granny and I was crossing the zebra crossing.. then some flashy car probably drove by some reckless dickhead didn't stop to let us go.. I was about to point the middle finger.. then LOL the granny pointed at him.. yeah I laughed.. &gt;_&gt; I think the dickhead laughed too? XD So cute, even old people know how to do that o.o..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tomorrow's ChinesePaper 1.. so nervous.. hope everything goes well. *&lt;/span&gt;あきらめてはいけない!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*Don't give up!&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/2949823967680247259-6645489830439676046?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/6645489830439676046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=6645489830439676046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/6645489830439676046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/6645489830439676046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2008/10/woke-up-at-6.html' title='ZBF?'/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F9cwLxa6Kak/SOX9sVmRcEI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4bw6PA145b4/s72-c/DSC01982.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-6937509715891169959</id><published>2008-10-01T23:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T23:33:18.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Woke up at 1.13 PM today.. yeah I know it's late.. I fell asleep yesterday.. so my computer was left on. Got a lashing from my mother T__T, my brother thought I was downloading stuff so he didn't turn it off for me.. .__. Well I got the lashing through phone, so it wasn't that bad. &amp;amp;nyways, woke up and everyone wasn't at home, 'cept my doggy of course. Lol, lay down on the floor with her, fell asleep for awhile again @_@.. like for 30 minutes.. can't blame me D: The floor's cold and the weather's breezy too.. was 24 degrees here when I woke up .___. regular breezes would blow into my living room so yeah, a conducive environment to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Washed up.. my family was at my cousin's, visiting them and their doggy :D heard it grown a lot compared to when I last saw her.. which was during ChineseNewYear..  time flew &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sooooo fucking&lt;/span&gt; fast I didn't even know I was in the plane :/ Turned on the computer.. it automatically turned on, din't have to press CPU.. think my mom turned off the switch without shutting it down. Nevermind.. was so hungry D: There wasn't any food.. that I would consider edible anyways.. drank ChocolateMilk:D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No one was online.. including Gwen and Nick.. so I had no one to talk to, or anyone that would play a game with me .___. then she logged on :D at like 3..? I think around there. Talked until 9.. :D She doesn't friend me D: Or I don't friend her, either way's fine.. .___. She had dinner at 6+.. when I just had breakfast D: at 5+, oh, my parents came back at 5+. Ate ChickenChopRice. Lol, tastes like shit but ate it anyways..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They went out to my aunty's.. brought my dog there.. lol D: So poor me was alone at home.. nah I didn't wanna go.. was chatting anyways.. they brought back finger-food my aunty cooked. Yeah I ate them all if that's what you're about to say =____=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So bored.. played PSP.. pwned a few wyverns on MHF2 :D.. D: no they weren't that hard.. also played a few games when Nick came on.. didn't have much fun in those few games but yeah.. .___. and disconnected from the last one.. blog-hopped, Nick seems down recently.. probs 'cause of her. Yeah.. we saw her with WJ the other day when we stayed back in the hall to play volleyball.. yeah hope he feels better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Uh.. about to sleep now.. just felt like blogging.. and my Untouched by the Veronicas is so awesome :D.. I'm so bored, can you tell?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's 27 degrees now.. it's still cold though.. I wonder why.. next few days are gonna be cold too :D good news I guess. I think I left out some stuff I did today.. but in any case, oyasuminasai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;OH YEAH, I remember now.. SELAMAT HARI RAYA. That's what I forgot D: And Happy Children's Day.. I'm not a child anymore T_____T&lt;/span&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/2949823967680247259-6937509715891169959?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/6937509715891169959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=6937509715891169959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/6937509715891169959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/6937509715891169959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2008/10/bored.html' title='Bored.'/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-1136176578002069864</id><published>2008-09-30T21:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T23:32:34.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harrowing</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;Role Models&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The role models argument (if it is going to be used) is ludicrous. What kind of role model is a person going to be if he is teaching his students to keep lying to themselves about who and what they are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps one of the key reasons we have a problem with gay teachers as role models is because our law continues to criminalize gay people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point about role models is so silly I will not dignify it with further attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Parents&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents need to ask themselves - would you reject a teacher who is dedicated, good at what he does and behaves with integrity just because he has come out as gay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you rather have teachers who teach your students to lie to themselves and to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you realise how many teachers are gay? And that perhaps they are good teachers because they are gay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am fully aware of the discussions about the sexual safety of children against gay predators. The reality is the sexual safety of children is an issue regardless of the orientation of our children. What we should be doing is to have mechanisms and ground rules in schools that bear in mind the possibility of predatorial teachers and to teach our kids to protect themselves. I recall a parent once telling me he taught his daughter that if anyone touches her around the area covered by her swimsuit she should tell him/her to stop and inform her parents - now there is a case of an enlightened parent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more question: Do you really think that having your students taught by closseted/hidden gay teachers more safe than openly gay teachers? Think again! The first group will never have any form of accountability the second will behave professionally with your children because they know that they are in the open. So think again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Schools&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps some schools like the one in question may want to consider asking parents who want their children in their school to sign a form stating that they will be ok with gay teachers.      &lt;a name="9032434347412592791"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title"&gt; &lt;a href="http://singaporeangay.blogspot.com/2007/09/singaporean-teacher-comes-out.html"&gt;A Singaporean Teacher Comes Out&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;  This is a letter written by a dedicated Singaporean gay teacher. The MOE requested him to take it down from his blog. Will he be able to keep his job and grow in the profession he has dedicated his life to and cherishes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know gay teachers who are good at their work but who always struggle between being true to themselves and the fear of being found out by the MOE. Stresses like this take a psychological toll on our talented gay sons and daughters. Write a note to the Minister for Education (tharman_shanmugaratnam@moe.gov.sg)to express your support for the integrity of OF and other gay teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;An Open Letter&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been teaching Science in &lt;i&gt;a Singaporean school&lt;/i&gt; for the last eight years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a teacher has been the most rewarding part of my professional life thus far. My students continue to amaze me daily with their wit, maturity, independent thinking and leadership. It is very fulfilling that I am a part of an institution that moulds the future generation of Singapore’s leaders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaders are people who can rise above the tide of popular opinion, people who are guided by the conviction of rightness and justice and in being so guided, lead others towards that right path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Recent events leading to my action&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recent events have made me decide to write this open letter. In April this year, Minister Mentor Mr Lee Kuan Yew called homosexuality a “genetic variation”, questioning the validity of criminalising gay sex. In July, MP Baey Yam Keng expressed support for the repeal of Section 377A of the penal code (which criminalises gay sex acts). In August, Malaysian columnist and ordained pastor Oyoung Wenfeng released his inspiring new Mandarin book “Tong Gen Sheng”, encouraging gay men and women to come out of the closet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few evenings later, I attended a forum organised by People Like Us on gay teachers and students. A few brave twenty-something guys asked, “Why has there been so little guidance available to me as a gay teenager?” It was a question that I had asked myself often, growing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I became a teacher in 1999, I looked back on the good guidance my own teachers gave me as a template, and tried to be a better teacher to my students. Besides teaching them Science, I spent considerable effort in imparting good social values: give up your seats to the needy, save the handicapped parking lot for those in wheelchairs and their caretakers, respect people regardless of profession or social status.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;How hate is perpetuated&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, in the eight years I have taught, I have done little for that small group of students who are gay. When the religious group Focus on the Family masqueraded as sex guidance counselors and gave a talk full of misinformation about homosexuality to our students, I was furious but kept my mouth shut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my niece returned from school saying, “Gays are disgusting!” I knew she learnt that hatred from a classmate, who had in turn absorbed that hatred from a parent. I knew that this hatred has been perpetrated for generations. But hatred grew out of fear, and hatred, as a line in a movie goes, “leads to the Dark Side.” This is the same environment of hatred I grew up in, as a gay teenager and student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until Section 377A* is repealed, there will be precious little the Ministry of Education can do to help these students. As a teacher, I am bound by my professional duty to follow the directives of my superiors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While these events helped crystallize my decision to come out of the closet, my motivation remains deeply personal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;My family and I&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far back as primary six, I have been aware of my attraction towards classmates of the same sex. For those who argued about nurturing factors of the family, my brother and sister grew up under the same parents and remained heterosexuals despite growing up with me in close proximity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a teenager, I was very quick to sense society’s aversion towards the ‘sissies’ in my classes. I worked hard to distance myself from them. While I was successful in modifying my outward behavior, my sexual orientation remained unchanged. My denial gnawed at me, and the suppression of my true self resulted in self-destructive behavior during my overseas university years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, my American fraternity mates were supportive. I began to see a counselor who helped me accept myself for who and what I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Returning to Singapore, I came out to my family. My father, mother, brother and sister, out of love for their son and brother, walked the long road to acceptance. It was not easy for them, but they loved me before I came out, and they love me after. When I finally settled down with my longtime companion (we have been together for more than nine years), my entire family made sure my nieces and nephews included us in their lives. I loved my family too much to keep them in the dark, to deny them the chance to really know me. And they loved me too much to let some old prejudice tear our family apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept my sexual orientation a secret at work, and only a handful of my colleagues knew about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I don’t want to be a bonsai tree&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not counting my childhood, I have spent more than twenty years in the professional closet. I am nearing my fourth decade on Earth. While I have had some successes in life, I am not content to be just average. As I have often told my students, “Why be average when you can be your best?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what a bonsai tree is? A bonsai tree is an imitation of a real tree. It is kept in a small pot with limited nutrients, trimmed constantly to fit someone else’s whim. It looks like a real tree, except it can’t do many things a real tree can. It cannot provide shelter, it cannot find food on its own; its life and death are totally reliant on its owner. It is the plant version of the 3-inch Chinese bound foot for women: useless and painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being in the closet, pretending to be straight, trimming our true selves to suit the whims and expectations of others, is just like being a human bonsai tree. By staying in the closet, we cannot even hope to be average, much less above and beyond average.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt that in order to reach my fullest potential as a useful human being, I must first fully accept myself, and face the world honestly. I have lived long enough to know that what I am is not a disease, an aberration or a mental illness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate is not a religious value&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people have cited many ‘reasons’ for hating homosexuals, just as many people tried to justify their views that the Earth was flat, that the darker skinned should always be inferior, and that women should subjugate their lives to men. The teachings of the world’s great religious traditions offer many words of wisdom, but the interpretations of their human followers are not infallible. As Jesus said in his Sermon on the Mount (yes, a personal Bible was given to me by a great lady and I honored her by reading the book), we must love our neighbors as ourselves. It is a simple teaching, but one that’s rarely followed by those who seek to oppress people different from themselves. The path to enlightenment always faces stubborn resistance. As Mahatma Gandhi said, “First they ignore you, then they laugh at you, then they fight you...”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some people who are using homosexuality to advance their personal ambitions vis a vis religion. They claim that the homosexual ‘agenda’ is to make the whole world gay and threaten the stability of the family. Yet, let us examine the evidence: Denmark, Norway and Sweden, the first countries to legalise gay marriage, are more stable than ever – their population has not been converted by gays and their heterosexual divorce rates have even decreased since gays have been afforded legal rights. (William N. Eskridge, Jr and Darren R. Spedale, Oxford University Press, 2006).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only agenda gay people have is to be able to live with the same rights and dignity as our heterosexual brothers and sisters. Our very vocal opponents are the ones actively preying on innocent people, recruiting them to their cause by spreading fear and misinformation. I hope thinking people will quickly see that it is this small group of vocal objectionists who have a more dangerous agenda, that their fight with gay people has nothing to do with what’s right or wrong, but is merely a litmus test of their political influence. For peace and prosperity to continue, Singapore must always uphold secularism, where each different segment of the population respects the beliefs and rights of the others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can a country with no natural resources afford to drive away its own citizens?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a very pragmatic reason that you should support the rights and dignity of gay Singaporeans: in this globally-competitive era, Singapore needs her gay sons and daughters, just as we need our Singaporean Muslims, Buddhists, Christians, Hindus, immigrants, men and women, old folks and young. Most importantly, we need those gay sons and daughters because those gay sons and daughters are Singaporean Muslims, Buddhists, Christians, Hindus, immigrants, men and women, old folks and young. Can a country without natural resources continue to flourish when it starts to drive away its own children?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I said before, leaders are people who are guided by the conviction of rightness and justice and in being so guided, lead others towards that right path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still a teacher. My main purpose and joy is to teach our youngest citizens, the same ones who will be the leaders of our nation tomorrow. But, I feel I am shortchanging both society and myself by staying in the closet. I must be true to myself. If my colleagues and students, both gay and straight, see that being true to one’s own self has great value, perhaps we can produce a new generation who is truly courageous. A new generation of young people who are proud to be themselves, no matter what difference they have from their classmates. Then I will have succeeded in providing them a better education than I had the opportunity to receive during my years in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here’s what I am, and I am a friend in need at the moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here it is: I, &lt;i&gt;OF(full name)&lt;/i&gt;, have always been and always will be a gay man. When you ask about my spouse, I will say he is a man. I am as proud being gay as you are proud being straight. I am not, as some people like to label gays, a pedophile, a child molester, a pervert or sexual deviant. I did not choose to be gay, just like heterosexuals did not choose to be straight. I am not going to hell (not for being gay anyway).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not going back in the closet. When you ask me who I am, I will answer: I am a son, a brother, a long-time companion, an uncle, a teacher, a classmate, a colleague, a part of your community, a HDB dweller, a Singaporean. And I am also gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to enjoy the respect that all other Singaporeans enjoy. I will not let the closet bind my feet, because I am made to sprint. I am not interested in being a bonsai tree, my DNA is programmed to climb higher. My heart aspires to reach my fullest potential as a human being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope, dear friends and colleagues, that you look back and remember what I am, and see that I am not someone you fear. I am essentially the same person – flawed, imperfect, but brought up properly by two loving parents to lead a productive, beneficial and meaningful life. My friends and family love me for who I am, and I hope you can too. I come out to you with as much hope and trepidation as when I first come out to my mother and father. Your support and understanding are very important to me at this moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, may you prosper in health and soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Taken from singaporeangay.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Searched up this off google and adapted from a blog.. don't ask. This letter was an open letter about a homosexual male teacher, just like any normal men out there, writing about him and his gay lifestyle. I think it's really sad how people discriminate against them, going "gays are faggots" immediately when hearing about it, it's a common misconception that gay people behave like sissies because those are two different things. Look it up in dictionary.com, even it says so, the two different words mean two different things and no hint of it is similar. The closet and bonsai tree analogy was really relative, it could effectively symbolise the hardships of a homosexual person and I think gay people don't have to say they're gay. Unlike normal straight guys, people who ask them their sexual orientation immediately they answer "I'm straight.". But not everyone has to do so, homos don't have to go "I'm gay" when asked for their sexual orientation, it's their choice if they wanna keep it to themselves, not everyone's Clay Aiken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So the bible and other religions mostly consider a homosexual lifestyle as a sin, resulting in punishment after death such as being sent to Hell or torture etc. but I believe that not being able to do what you want to or be with the person you want to is worse than hell by a hundred times, I would rather die immediately and go to Hell more than anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, schoolteachers are not allowed to be homosexual because they may lead students to the same thing? Isn't this discrimination? How is this different from racism? So we respect each other's religions and not their sexual orientation? Don't think so. And if the schoolteacher was a good teacher. A role model, a good teacher with integrity and highly educated. Able to create better futures for his or her students but is not allowed to be a teacher.. because he/she is homosexual?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Really think people out there should open their heads and not be so narrow-minded. Personally I feel hate is perpetuated from images and misconceptions of students discussing about them in school. As a student myself I hear things like this in school, generally biased and often wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In any case, hope this doesn't offend anyone or bring any unpleasant remarks. Just needed to vent —— anyhow. I'm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; going to Hell for being gay(or bisexual anyways).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Woke up at 6.10 today, ready 'bout .35 as usual. Made my way to the train station.. arrived at Nick's house around 7.05 I think, left at 7.10, we were 3 minutes earlier than yesterday, joy.. -__- Made it on time, well there was a Lightning Risk Alert so we wouldn't be late anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Reading period.. MsToh came right on time for the first time.. she gave us a 3a1behavedwell sticker, but I think we deserve so much more? She just expects way too much. Forgot what were the periods afterwards or what happened during them.. Recess, Malays were allowed to go home earlier 'cause they had to return home to help prepare for the big day tomorrow. 'case you didn't know it's Hari Raya tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Recess'ed as usual.. didn't eat 'cause the giants were in the queue and buying was not possible..? .____. went to gym to slack.. watched Justin play volleyball with his peers and the a2 people were squashing each other under the mats..? I wouldn't wanna be the one sandwiched between..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Forgot what happened.. oh I think there was Math before recess.. one period. Learned a little bit.. gonna stay back for remedial on Thursday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Stayed back to watch them play volleyball again.. came prepared with my PSP! So I wasn't bored, listening to song and playing games :D Was so tired.. wanted to sleep but there wasn't anywhere to.. the hall was filled with tables and chairs for the examination but they played volleyball there anyways, moved some of the tables further away so there would be space to, had a chat with Justin about friends and stuff. Lol, realized Kid's a really fun guy to be with, he's a humourous person that's fun to talk to and play with, joker :D Sooo tired.. oh yeah.. we did an English mock paper again during English after recess.. I slept for 30 minutes woke up and saw Jeremy doing his word count for summary o___o.. and I was.. at passage A? but when I finished my word count for summary he was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt; counting his words..? Lol I did that fast? But the passage was relatively easy. BUT the questions was nonetheless tricky, and there're many rephrase questions.. don't think I did too well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So bored.. went to WestMall to eat and buy chineseElectronicDictionary(CED).. ate BurgerKing.. so niceeeeeeeeeee &lt;/span&gt;それはよく味がした~&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; chat with Jeremy&amp;amp;Nick for a pretty long time.. about what..? Don't remember.. .____. but I know we chat about some stuff.. can't remember T____T.. &amp;amp;nyways, went to Popular afterwards.. the CED no stock so.. I left my number and may be going to buy tomorrow with Nick.. and there's a small chance I'm gonna go KBox with my brother :D..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Train-ed home.. originally wanted to study but nah.. didn't bathe immediately.. turned on computer.. then fell asleep on the chair ZZ .___. somehow I made my way to the bed..? But I don't remember moving.. there was no one at home either so.. I dunno how I got there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyways.. was supposed to play dotA but Nick's loserbrother took complete domination over the computer and he had to let him use it.. so we didn't play.. cooked noodles.. ate.. I WANT REAL FOOD LIKE STEAKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK ANDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD ICECREAMMMMMMMM(??). So bored.. seriously.. so bored I went to look up weird stuff.. gonna go sleep with my dog now.. byeeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's 26 degrees currently.. gonna drop to 24 in two hours time, the following few days are gonna be thunderstorms and rainy days.. weather ranging from highest 31 to lowest 23.. why am I posting this.... D: so boredddd. Oh yeah.. while stripping in the morning today I found out there's a pimple on my butt =____= super irritating.. why can't it be on the face, why there.__.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/2949823967680247259-1136176578002069864?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/1136176578002069864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=1136176578002069864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/1136176578002069864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/1136176578002069864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2008/09/harrowing.html' title='Harrowing'/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-3676707315601045190</id><published>2008-09-29T23:02:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T22:43:31.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inadequacy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Singaporeans can't read? Lol, that's been what I've been noticing everyday when I'm at the platform of CCK's train station.. Lot1's currently under renovation, but is still opened to public and there's MacDonald's', with it's backdoor visible from an angle from the station, where I usually wait for the train. Obviously, the door says "Pull" but what I see is that people usually go there, and they push it, doesn't work, so they continue pushing and they give up. Finally deciding to try pulling the door, "Hey it works!" and then forget they left their valuables inside.. go back in and pull the door.. but.. he's supposed to push it so the same thing happens again. After retrieving his stuff he turns back to the door.. and pushes it again. LOL. Wtf cracked me up.. people were staring at me &lt;_&lt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;.. the inadequacy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Woke up at 6.10 today.. got ready at .35, yeah I took my time.. fell asleep on the wall while bathing hot water :D super shuaaaaaaang..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Reach Nick's house super early, LEFT SUPER LATE THOUGH. Even almost late for school.. Math class.. felt guilty for sleeping through the paper.. so I didn't dare ask MrsToh anything, but she came to ask me what happened anyways.. Thank yoooooooou :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;CME/PG I think.. did English was fun&amp;amp;all, yeah sure.. slept through the period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Recess! Lol ate with Jacq&amp;amp;YahTing, then Dayna came behind my back D: scared me, she likes scaring me .___.  Apparently unhappy that I said her chinese name's ugly D: IT'S NOT that ugly okay. Mine's ugly too :D 家豪. So ugly lerh. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&amp;amp;nyways, back from recess.. English I think, moved to Gwen's seat, she didn't wanna talk to me 'cause I blamed her.. so I moved back then to Jeremy's. He was talking about dirty stuff with Firdaus..? He was talking about anal virginity for guys.. and army stuff.. that also concerns the anus of a guy =.= Fuckin'pervert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Afterwards was Physics? I think Physics was BEFORE English sorry D: Did nothing.. lol or at least not anything important. Geography.. oh wait, that's BEFORE Recess lol :D but nevermind. MsSiew was teaching us SS o_O.. lol I actually UNDERSTOOD. And I also found out Gwen sucks at SS lol.. &gt;_&gt;;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Eh.. I think Chinese, that was AFTER recess.. lol so messed up today.. did some test.. so many passages.. didn't do the comprehension.. TOO LONG D: It burns my eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;POA.. so borinnnng, sat with Jeremy again.. and he was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;STILL&lt;/span&gt; on the topic of anal stuff, and more pervertic stuff..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Home.. well not yet —— went to gym and watched them(Nick, Jeremy, Marcus, Justin) play volleyball.. they were watching porn at the back of the class during POA? Then Justin showed me .. uh boring..? I think the females are really cheap in the film .____. but nonetheless nice? :X But couldn't stand so yeah. AND I WAS IN SCHOOL?! Slept on the table.. a lot of balls flying around so I didn't dare to sleep fully.. xD; Marcus shirt super wet la.. D: so gross.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Went home, went to Nick's house, Maccas before that. Ate then went up to his house.. he asked me which porn he should send to Justin..? Then he showed me some.. .. I don't like..? -____-;.. Studied, KIND OF. I didn't bring back my Math worksheet so fuckdamnit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Home at 7+.. played with Jeremy&amp;amp;Nick.. owned so badly.. no we got OWNED so badly.. T__T I couldn't get myself to concentrate. Blogging now..&amp;amp;gonna go sleep nao, baibai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah.. received some disturbing news from Gabriel.. .. yuck..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949823967680247259-3676707315601045190?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/3676707315601045190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=3676707315601045190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/3676707315601045190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/3676707315601045190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2008/09/inadequacy.html' title='Inadequacy'/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-8839687569716106121</id><published>2008-09-28T21:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T22:04:45.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;GEMINI - The Chatterbox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Smart and witty.  Outgoing, very chatty. Lively, energetic. Adaptable but needs to express  themselves. Argumentative and outspoken. Likes change. Versatile. Busy,  sometimes nervous and tense. Gossips. May seem superficial or  inconsistent, But is only changeable. Beautiful physically and  mentally. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 1.. thought I missed the studying trip with Nick.. only to find out he's going to Malaysia.. said he'd be back at 3.. but at 3 he said 5.. then 5 he said 6.. then decided not to go 'cause it was late and he would be tired when he's back D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chat with Gwen the whole day again :D We were finding songs, watching some "cute guy" =.= on youTube doing "stupid cute stuff". And I'm gonna lip-sync to let her see tomorrow D: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;size="5" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;THAT's ME&lt;/size="5"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I feel so untouched and&lt;br /&gt;I want you so much and&lt;br /&gt;I, just can't resist you,&lt;br /&gt;Not enough to say I miss&lt;br /&gt;                      You               . &lt;br /&gt;&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/2949823967680247259-8839687569716106121?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/8839687569716106121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=8839687569716106121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/8839687569716106121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/8839687569716106121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2008/09/gemini-chatterbox-smart-and-witty.html' title='Me.'/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-8573544489077330535</id><published>2008-09-27T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T00:56:20.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid.Stupid.Stupid.Sad.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Did nothhhhhing today. If you count chatting with Gwen the entire day as something then I was very busy today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Downloaded the game Jacq sent me yesterday.. it's fun but the trial period ended.. Gwen wasted 20 minutes of it D: (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT blaming you&lt;/span&gt;). Yeah, she didn't wanna talk to me afterwards but we still did anyway .____.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I drank a whole POT of soup by myself :D. How awesome is that.. then neighbour's child b'day so there was buffet.. lol.. -grin-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Nick went to Jeremy's house D: Without meee, so jealous .__. HE'S MINE D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This post is so redundant .___. but blogging anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;To still be sufferin' is stupid&lt;br /&gt;after all of this time.&lt;br /&gt;Did I lose my love to someone&lt;br /&gt;better.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;Does she love you like I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&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/2949823967680247259-8573544489077330535?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/8573544489077330535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=8573544489077330535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/8573544489077330535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/8573544489077330535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2008/09/stupidstupidstupidsad.html' title='Stupid.Stupid.Stupid.Sad.'/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-538794794138333570</id><published>2008-09-26T19:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T19:40:56.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crestfallen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today's a really bad day.. everything was pretty normal, except it was raining. Marcus had to ruin my day, well it wasn't purely his fault that my day was ruined.. some on the rain.. and another guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;P.E, didn't do anything at all, they were playing volleyball and I dunno how to play .___. .. MrFoo took over, by the way. I think he's a useless teacher? He makes his instructions so simplified as if he was training a monkey. And almost all his instructions were redundant. So I was watchin' them play volleyball.. they had fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Chinese afterwards, took the interval time to go change into our uniforms. MsPeh was kind of late today.. for 10 minutes I think. Was talking with Nick about something when Marcus asked what we were talking about, but it wasn't nothing big so I didn't tell him.. but he got pissed off? So yeah that's ALL that happened. Really stupid if you ask me to fall out over this. Started to get touchy after that :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;English, was s'posed to be assembly, but there wasn't anything planned today so it's contact time. Pay'd attention.. kind of, but couldn't help but sleep for awhile.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Recess, I think the rain got into me? Feeling really down so I didn't go with Nick and the others.. sat on the bench, then at the staircases. Wanted to cry out loud but only silent tears came out. Was hoping after that I'd feel better, but guess not.. sat at staircase 'til recess was over.. the bell rang twice, and I went back, I thought I was late but I wasn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;English again, yeah it's formal this time. Slept the entire period, we weren't doing anything anyways..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Math —— did a mock paper.. wasn't feeling so well inside&amp;amp; never liked doing Math.. slept over it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went home alone, I wanted to be by myself, but in my heart I kept thinking where Nick went to .___. I wanted company, but I also wanted to be alone. Wanted to ask him out to Kbox but I've to take care of Money.. and 'sides the exams are coming up soon..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think I was too much today? But I dunno what happened either.. the rain I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/2949823967680247259-538794794138333570?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/538794794138333570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=538794794138333570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/538794794138333570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/538794794138333570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2008/09/crestfallen.html' title='Crestfallen'/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-4298613182217164179</id><published>2008-09-25T20:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T22:10:31.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another quiz;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Another quiz :D I got this off a random website I got linked to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1) At what age do you wish to get married?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;When I've money for a big ring. And when same-sex marriage is allowed LOL :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2) Would you study or play hard?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I think we all say study hard but we always do the opposite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3) Who would be most likely the person you trust most and would share secrets with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4) Do you think you're confident and have enough or too much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I think chocolate chip cookies are nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5) If you could've a dream come true, what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Being able to eat everything in the world, it's a dream right?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;6) Who would you like to see before your last breath?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;AvrilLavigneeeeeeeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;7) What's your resolution for this year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Didn't I do this last year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;8) Do you believe in eternal love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Do you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;9) If you've all the time and money in the world, what would you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It's gonna ring any time now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;10) If time could go back, what would you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Take care of myself and get rid of this ugly semi-bucktooth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;11) What do you wish your partner would be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A person who can take care of me, and able to take care of themselves, and a huge sexual organ!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;12) Which emotion do you dislike?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Uh I wouldn't say any 'cause it's only human to be able to feel, if I had to choose it would be humiliation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;13) Do you cherish all your friendships?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Yes, a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;14) Do you believe in love at first sight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Yeah but I don't think they last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;15) Who do you hope to always be supporting you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The person I like and my parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;16) What do you think is essential in life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Food. Fun. Fuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;17) People who you'd hate; their personality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Arie. He's super annoying and no one can stand him; annoying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Lucius. He's snobbish and arrogant and speaks to his advantage; annoying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;18) 3 people who you adore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Gwen, she's so cute she takes 20 minutes to kill a cockroach and 20 minutes to flush it down the sink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Jeremy, he's so small and huggable, not that he'd let me do that but yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Gabriel, he's really innocent but he's easily made use of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;19) Describe the previous 3 people who last tagged you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Gabriel - Semi-retarded.. funny, he doesn't understand sarcasm.. easily made use of? Naive and innocent but that's a good thing. Really devoted to his beliefs and will do anything to uphold them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Jacq - Uh.. she's really scary when she's mad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Dayna - She loves to scare people with scary pictures =_=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;20) Describe your best friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;He's a pig.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;21) Who do you want to love you and do you deserve to be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The person I want to love me, and why not :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;22) What are you waiting for now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Dinner and fetching my dog back :D and ending this quiz it's getting a lil' long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/2949823967680247259-4298613182217164179?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/4298613182217164179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=4298613182217164179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/4298613182217164179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/4298613182217164179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2008/09/another-quiz.html' title='Another quiz;'/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-8710233007646123754</id><published>2008-09-25T13:40:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T14:12:40.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Half-day day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;30&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; post on this blog :DDDDD Lol. Yeah it's about a month since I've had this blog&amp;amp; it's the first blog I had that survived for so long and I think it'll continue :3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Woke up at 6.23 today, so late again T_____T Slept at 11.30 yesterday so.. yeah that explains. YES LA I KNOW YOU GUYS SLEEP AT 2.30 AM YOU ALL PRO LA =___=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It's so unfair D: They sleep so late but I've a deeper eye-bag than they all do .____. .. Got ready around 6.33, took 10 minutes to get ready. Left house at 6.45. Scared late so I was walking really fast.. met Nick at like 7.10 I think.. he was already on his way then he saw me downstairs lol, first time don't need to wait for that pig. Reached school at 7.17++. Gave MsToh a letter about me having to leave school early today ._____. My mom wrote the letter.. it's in .. really hardcore Chinese D: And amazing MsToh can read O________O Or maybe like Nick said "Too many teachers around dunno also must act know" lol. So bad la he.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Mmm.. POA was first lesson.. lol so fun.. no the lesson's boring, something else was fun.. Justin! That bugger came to sit beside me today lol :D He shared HelloPanda! with me, HE TRYING TO KILL ME SIA. CREAAAAAAAAAAAAAAM was inside ittttt. Lol but nevermind la.. won't die de :D We were like looking at the pictures of the panda.. trying to find the one where the Panda plays volleyball but cannot find.. found basketball and football though :D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Oh yeah, &lt;blockquote&gt;Regarding the milk-containing consumables, one of the items included was the Cream Bunny Candy Thingy. In order to get sick from that an 8-year old healthy child with working organs no sickness or disease needs to consume more than 23 pieces a day for five consecutive days, eating lesser than 20 pieces for a day will not effectively harm you and will not cause much damage to your health. Some other products are also similar, for example HelloPanda! and other stuffs. Just don't drink FULL CREAM or PURE MILK unless you wanna die :D&lt;/blockquote&gt;Yeah. English lesson, I think MsToh got carried away?(NOT LITERALLY THAT'S NOT POSSIBLE), she was talking about English then she went on talking about irrelevant stuff.. LIKE HER DOUBLE MAJORS, DOUBLE PURE SCIENCES, DOUBLE PURE ENGLISH; LITERATURE BLARH BLARH. Lol she apparently isn't that good in Chinese lulz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;SS, went to sit on Justin's seat and chat with Gwen lol, MADE A "ALMOST PERFECT" HEART! Then recess, went home while Jeremy&amp;amp; the others went off. Went to get the form and signed then my dad drove me home :3 Waved bye to them lol :D! Doggy was inside too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Brought dog to the vet, she was like so scared.. clinging onto me so hard.. D: She couldn't eat or drink 12 hours before the surgery.. so she's hungry and scared now.. ._____. Hope she'll be okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;..back home! SLEEP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/2949823967680247259-8710233007646123754?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/8710233007646123754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=8710233007646123754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/8710233007646123754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/8710233007646123754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2008/09/half-day-day.html' title='Half-day day!'/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-2434526044349443785</id><published>2008-09-24T21:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T22:26:08.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Violated</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Woke up around 6.19 today.. SO LATE D: Got ready at 6.33 then walk halfway to train station that time STOMACH ACHE D: Went home&amp;amp; did it then 6.51 left house.. again =.= but God loves me so he decided to rain for me so I won't be counted as late :D Met Nick at 7.10 o_O walked to school together, we were the last to get in the gate I think .____. was so cold today.. &amp;amp;didn't bring my jumper D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went up to class lol, teachers had to head to AVA room for a meeting so reading period was on our own, Nick was asked to 'take good care' of the class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think I forgot most of what happened today.. uh I only remember during English I got pissed off over something but I forgot it too lol.. well not really forget.. more of don't wanna think of it.  Geography, exams over le so most of us didn't bring our books. Moved beside Nick to talk :D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After school went to show MsPeh our godly eBook.. -.- it sucks so bad ass. It has no pictures or whatsoever only words and words. We got a lashing from her .___. And Nick had to add fire =.= so.. we decided to re-do it, all went to Nick's house to do lol. Ate for about an hour then we started doing.. so boring la.. I din't really help this time 'cause I couldn't be bothered =.= I think it still sucks but at least it's better.. in a day's work! Lol so much excuses :X Oh.. I got raped for like 30 minutes =.= Nick and Marcus was taking turns on me.. -___-.. And Arie was like taking videos of them.. .___. I think Marcus is too hardcore? LOL. Wah.. and today.. I got whacked in the balls for like 3 times =.= #*!$&amp;amp;ing pain la.. Jeremy whack, Marcus whack twice =.=;.. wtf sia Jeremy make me I never disturb me so many times I never do anything he whack me in the balls .__. and then Marcus is just pure violent o_o;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hope tomorrow rains again, and I'll bring my jumper for sure :D. &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And it's a half day for me tomorrow! Well not EXACTLY a good thing, I'll be missing lessons again.. and Maths remedial.. IF THERE IS. and all because tomorrow's the day my dog gets sterilized&amp;amp; I wanna be there for her .____. Hope everything goes well :3 And hope MsToh doesn't have anything to say =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Decided not to post the long song lyrics 'cause it's like a poser D:!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*おやすみなさい!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*Oyasuminasai - Formal way to say 'Good Night' in Jap.&lt;br /&gt;Informal way would be saying Oyasumi without the endfix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/2949823967680247259-2434526044349443785?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/2434526044349443785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=2434526044349443785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/2434526044349443785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/2434526044349443785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2008/09/violated.html' title='Violated'/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-4084643765537150694</id><published>2008-09-23T19:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T22:22:36.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So sad but true.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Woke up at 6.15 today. Got ready about .33? Waited for my brother until 40.. reached train station at 55.. reached Gombak's train station at 7.03.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Almost died! Dx Was thinking about something and didn't look at the road.. there was some speeding car coming that almost killed me D: Reached Nick's house at 7.05 I think.. went up the lift, only to once again hear the second lift shutting. Saw his shoes missing so I went down quickly and found him nearby. Wtf he walks super fast =.= Today was Geography, and yesterday I couldn't finish entirely what was about to be tested.. so I continued when we arrived at school, which was about 7.15! There wasn't much people today o_O kind of surprised..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Geography test.. there's only 2 pages! I thought that was Paper A, but that was paper A&amp;amp;B.. I think there were 6 questions together? Some having part a[i][ii] and stuff like that. I wouldn't say it's easy.. but it wasn't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; hard.. I expected something much harder? And ironically what I've been studying most —— the development triangle thing didn't come out.. joy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;MsToh's lesson afterwards, we did another English mock paper.. so boring.. it was to time us to finish within 1 hour and 40 minutes. And amazingly I finished within 30 minutes :O Lol, &amp;amp;I even thought Firdaus' watch was spoiled. I bet I've many wrongs though 'cause I didn't really try to do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Recess.. Nick didn't wait for me again.. was doing Math with Kid. We both went down together. Went to the bench to sit d.. oh wait we didn't. Some fat whore was hogging the entire seat to herself.. We went to staircase, only to find some other whores taking our staircase! Went to fitness corner instead, hot hot hot. Lol, even sitting down would burn our asses. Went behind the pole to sit..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Stupid Nick&amp;amp;Justin had to stay back for POA -.- 'cause one slept during POA and didn't do work. The other idiot(Nick) copied the work and his work was so easily recognized as COPYWORKFAIL. So he had to stay back.. uh boring?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went to eat after school.. Nick watched me eat lol. Wasn't my fault he didn't wanna eat anything =.= Went to his house to do e-Book.. YES LA AGAIN. And this time we did something. FINALLY. And I just finish'd it when he sent it to me(I did it at home). Originally started doing with Chinese, only to find out I CMI. then switched to English, words I used were too 'chim' for Nick to translate to Chinese but I don't care 'cause I came up with the story anyways :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Parents came to fetch me home.. lol my mom was talking about the eating of 1.8 kg of watermelon giving the same effect as viagra. She was like "吃完了你的lanjiao站高高了，不过腿都软了什么都做不了。“ I was like LOL. Then we were discussing about the milk scare thing.. lol, she said some obscene things I don't wanna post about =.= Yup that's my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jap class! Finishing the course soon? Hope I'll do well lol. YES I CAN SPEAK IT 1337 &gt;O.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today was so weird. I didn't feel so well D: oh yeah, ChocolateMilk is nice. LoFatHiCalYeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Next post's gonna be a long post only to be filled with several song lyrics :D to fully vent my emo-fied heart D:! I don't wanna feel sad in class? I wanna be happy and high lol being sad is so boring.&lt;/span&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/2949823967680247259-4084643765537150694?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/4084643765537150694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=4084643765537150694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/4084643765537150694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/4084643765537150694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-sad-but-true.html' title='So sad but true.'/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-6514953893806638818</id><published>2008-09-22T22:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T21:59:55.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think I'm gonna die very badly? Can't seem to absorb anything into my brain D: GEOGRAPHY'S SO BORING. I'm like singing while "studying".. then I tell myself "NUUU STOP!" then stop for 2 seconds then sing again =.= Still studying now.. about to sleep.. gonna continue tomorrow.. hope everything goes well.. I DOUBT I'D SLEEP BUT YEAH.. .. mirror mirror hanging on the wall~ you don't have to tell me, who's the greatest fool of all~&lt;/span&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/2949823967680247259-6514953893806638818?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/6514953893806638818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=6514953893806638818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/6514953893806638818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/6514953893806638818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-think-im-gonna-die-very-badly-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-5712712567580476575</id><published>2008-09-22T19:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T22:00:06.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gay?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;SIAN AH. EOY le.. today was English Paper 1 .____. Dunno..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Woke up at 6.00 today.. got ready at .30 and reached train station at 6.40. Wah and shocked to see ZhiMing there la, so early too. Everyday I early he also earlier than me la wth. Feel so stressed sia.. I dunno.. I feel I'm missing something for my exams or something like that.. Get so frustrated when things are disorganized =.= Waited for nick from 6.50 ALL THE WAY TO 7.15 =.= EVEN ALMOST LATE. I swear he's a pig -_____-.. His dog tried to rape me today..? I dunno it was pouncing on me and trying to lick me D: And it kept sniffing my there .___.? Stinky... maybe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Our very first paper of EOY.. English Paper 1.. was wondering what stupid questions will they set this time.. but hey. It wasn't that stupid this time round! :D uh.. I think these were the questions..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Write about the advantages and disadvantages of studying in groups.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Is it important to adhere school rules?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Write about a time where you became friends with someone you initially hated.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Write about a meaningful outing you had with your friends and the interesting events that took place.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Write about a tourist attraction.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A student's only responsibilty is studying hard and getting good grades. Discuss.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Not all the questions were stupid, some were new topics I've never written before :D I did question 6, though majority of the class did question 3, which they all claimed was easy.. but it's kind of hard.. I couldn't think of what to write for that.. Nick did that as well =.= And he says the guy is anonymous BUT he's "arrogant and complacent"(Me?!). Jeremy did question 1 .___. I think that's the one of the hardest to write about? Not much content there.. Afraid I wrote out of point 'cause I was trying to make it sound more profound T____T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Section B was situational writing.. newsletter! It's pretty easy, all I had to do was underline the title and that's about it.. I think everyone did about the same thing.. Uhhh.. normal cur-curricular activities resume.. why can't we go home =3= Ate noodles as usual.. tastes worse and worse D: Went to meet up and Jeremy&amp;amp;Kid :O Sat at the bench..  just when I sat he was fingering the hole in my pants =.=.. Bell rang.. so fast! D: Didn't even get to rest yet bell ring le..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sat with Gwen the whole day.. learning how to make hearts and chatting with her.. I FAIL AT MAKING HEARTS T_T They all turn out deformed and I take really long to make one.. deformed heart .___. I've no IQ? o_O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Go home! Was supposed to stay to study with Jacq&amp;amp;co. but.. fucking Nick wanted to go eat =.= then Jeremy also wanna go so we went.. Justin came too! :D ZhiMing as well o_o(he's stalking me?! :X) No la he's not lol o_o Coincidentally met him. Ate at KFC!.. —— again..  uhh.. had fun :D talked about many many stuffs. and how I'm getting touchy recently and starting to detest a lot of people.. (period?!). Lol went to eat ice-cream afterwards.. WTF THE BERRI-LICIOUS MCFLURRY SUCKS. DON'T GO BUY O_O The mudpie is nice though.. threw away the McFlurry D: Ate Justin's 'cause he gave me the other half? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nick also bought strawberry one.. and he continued eating wtf! Kaijyuu*! He says ice-cream all taste the same.. like Strawberry and yam ice cream.. THAT'S SO INSULTING?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Train-ed home.. didn't feel too good.. was kind of sad after Nick left the train ;0;.. not 'cause I'm gay la =.= just felt weird? o_O OH AND THEY SAID I WATCH GAY PORN WTH D:(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how'd they manage to find out I tried to hard to hide LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL jk o_o)&lt;/span&gt;. They're assholes .___.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nick tempted me to play dotA sia wtf =.= now studying.. or ATTEMPTING TO STUDY. Hope all goes well tomorrow ._____. Hope it doesn't rain tomorrow ._____. Oh yeah we also saw MsSiew :D Maybe this means I'll pass my test tomorrow lol :3!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*Kaijyuu - Japanese for monster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&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/2949823967680247259-5712712567580476575?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/5712712567580476575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=5712712567580476575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/5712712567580476575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/5712712567580476575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2008/09/gay.html' title='Gay?!'/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-7478368671134264255</id><published>2008-09-21T22:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T23:06:38.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nostalgic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tomorrow's the first paper of EOY .___. English essay exam.. D: So scary. Doesn't feel like it's even the end of year.. times passes so fast.. and it was like "HAPPY NEW YEAR" yesterday and now it's already September .___.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Went out with mom, been long since we both gone out together alone :D Didn't go far.. just to buy grocery but it was fun lol. Got to buy lots of food :3 Noodles.. enoki-mushrooms.. uh.. twisties!.. PRINGLES! Ice-cream.. chocolate milk x3. A lot of stuff I like. Total cost?! Dunno never look at price D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Watched anime whole day today D: I hate how people upload them and stop halfway through the series.. DIGIMON 2 STOPS AT 21 WTH. Well not entirely stopped.. the rest of the series are not subbed.. so it's just Japanese w/o subtitles D: I couldn't understand entirely what they were saying =.= Studied formats for the different types of essays that could possibly come out tomorrow.. there's not much to study.. but I feel like I'm missing something.. or that I'm not working hard enough. BUT THERE'S NOT MUCH TO STUDY D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Looking for study groups to study with D: I found several.. Jacq and her friends.. and Nick :D ShiHui&amp;amp;Kid too :D I'm gonna make it for Sec4 no matter what .____. &amp;amp;I need a CHINESE DICTIONARY DAMNIT! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hope everything goes well tomorrow :D HOPE I CAN WAKE UP TOMORROW. Good luck for exams!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&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/2949823967680247259-7478368671134264255?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/7478368671134264255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=7478368671134264255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/7478368671134264255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/7478368671134264255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2008/09/nostalgic.html' title='Nostalgic'/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-7058380868783066315</id><published>2008-09-21T00:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T01:10:19.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I took a quiz?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yup.. I took a quiz o_o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Quiz was pretty simple as it is.. I was told to select my gender, then to pick colours by clicking on them, first one being your favourite, I had to pick 8 colours. Picked them.. now they asked me to repick the colours, I picked back the same colours, and again —— first one being my favourite. The results was.. ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial narrow;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial narrow;font-size:130%;"&gt;Under considerable stress due to the demands of the existing situation. Trying to extricate himself from the things which restrict him or tie him down. I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial narrow;font-size:130%;"&gt;s responsive to outside stimuli and wants to experience everything intensely, but is finding the existing situation extremely frustrating. Needs sympathetic understanding and a sense of security. Distressed by his apparently powerlessness to achieve his goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial narrow;font-size:130%;"&gt;Able to achieve satisfaction through sexual activity but is inclined to be emotionally withdrawn, which prevents him from becoming deeply involved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial narrow;font-size:130%;"&gt;Believes that he is not receiving his share--that he is neither properly understood or adequately appreciated. Feels that he is being compelled to conform, and close relationships leave him without any sense of emotional involvement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial narrow;font-size:130%;"&gt;Egocentric and therefore quick to take offense. Able to obtain physical satisfaction from sexual activity but tends to hold aloof emotionally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial narrow;font-size:130%;"&gt;Circumstances are forcing him to compromise, to restrain his demands and hopes, and to forgo for the time being some of the things he wants. He &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial narrow;font-size:130%;"&gt;needs a way of escape from all that oppresses him and is clinging to vague and illusory hopes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial narrow;font-size:130%;"&gt;Agitation, unpredictability, and irritation accompanying depleted vitality and intolerance of further demands have all placed him in a position in which he feels menaced by his circumstances. Feeling powerless to remedy this by any action of his own, he is desperately hoping that some solution will provide a way of escape. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial narrow;font-size:130%;"&gt;Intensely critical of the existing conditions which he feels are disorganized or insufficiently clear-cut. Is therefore seeking some solution which will clarify the situation and introduce a more acceptable degree of order and method.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial narrow;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Uh.. I guess I'm a really horny person? O_o 'cause it says I like sexual activities.. Yeah I guess it's pretty accurate :X&lt;/span&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/2949823967680247259-7058380868783066315?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/7058380868783066315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=7058380868783066315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/7058380868783066315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/7058380868783066315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-took-quiz.html' title='I took a quiz?'/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-5348545186988144311</id><published>2008-09-19T23:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T23:42:47.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Making love!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went to school today! Woke up at 6.00, lol :D Felt damn refreshed today. Maybe 'cause I didn't go to school yesterday. Waited for my brother until 6.35..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Reached Nick's house around 6.55? Didn't bother to wait 'cause it's gonna take forever so I went on without him. Arrived at school at 7.05 I think.. Nick was almost late, came in at last minute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Started the day with P.E. Played badminton with Nick and ChoonCheng, -.- never got to rally more than 5 times 'cause Nick wouldn't focus, oh and it rained today.. but it was still really humid though.. annoying weather. Chinese, so boring. MsPeh seems to hate me now): Asked GuanChin to teach me how to make a heart BUT IT'S SO HARD D: Only made two. Maths, learnt new thing called Cyclic Quadrilateral I think.. really easy so I got it almost immediately :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Recess, didn't get to eat 'cause I had to change.. Nick and Jeremy didn't ask me to go with them to change during PE =__=. Assholes. But at least Nick remembered to buy me a burger(which tasted like shit BUT THANKS ANYWAYS).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;English, don't wanna talk about it -.- super crappy. Geography. Stayed back for.. nothing? Learnt.. nothing..? Wasted my time.. shouldn't have even stayed back. Went home with Nick&amp;amp;Kid. Went to eat KFC then went to Comic's to buy straws :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now at home.. making Gwen teach me over MSN but she sucks even more on the net -______-.. gonna go to her house on Monday to learn :D Who am I making the hearts for? My mom&amp;amp; my friends. But at least I managed to make a heart under Gwen's superb teaching on MSN.. a rather deformed heart.. BUT IT'S MY FIRST INDEPENDENT ACCOMPLISHMENT so yay me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;EOY exams coming.. don't feel like EOY yet o_o.. Sigh.. MUGGING TIME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yeaah.. this post is so boring DX Will upload pictures tomorrow :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&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/2949823967680247259-5348545186988144311?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/5348545186988144311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=5348545186988144311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/5348545186988144311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/5348545186988144311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2008/09/went-to-school-today-woke-up-at-6.html' title='Making love!'/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-7217218555352962215</id><published>2008-09-18T23:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T23:08:15.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Didn't go to school today :D! Why? 'Cause I woke up late today .___. Kind of a good thing, also bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 6.45 today, my brother didn't wake me up =.= Couldn't wake up by myself today 'cause I was dead tired the night before&amp;amp; I couldn't sleep well, partially thanks to Dayna's horror picture @_@   Got ready by 7.. but I would've been late if I went to school so I decided not to. So I went back to sleep.. half naked :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up.. again at 3+ O_O So late.. wanted to go for maths remedial but woke up late so yeah :D;;. Nothing much happened today.. cooked Japanese curry today :D added beef inside. IT WAS SUPER NICE *0* I even took a picture of it but will upload tomorrow. Played games with Nick.. then ate again :D then still hungry.. went to cook noodles.. eat le then whole body was like burning. Went to bathe.. almost died -.- freaking hot la my whole body T__T Wonder what's wrong&amp;amp; the weather's so warm recently.. hope it rains soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949823967680247259-7217218555352962215?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/7217218555352962215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=7217218555352962215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/7217218555352962215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/7217218555352962215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2008/09/didnt-go-to-school-today-d-why-cause-i.html' title=''/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-6083613105953695711</id><published>2008-09-17T22:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T22:11:46.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Self-denial</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Woke up at 6.15 today&amp;amp; got ready by .22, took my time and reached Nick's house about 6.55.. waited for him for 10 minutes.. but nevermind! I got used to it =.= Reached school at dunno what time but we weren't late, that's all I know. NICK KILLED A LIZARD. Well no.. Devin killed it accidentally but Nick 'accidentally/coincidentally' squashed it's head.. .. ;;. MsToh didn't show up during reading period so Firdaus was really really happy, he was like celebrating with Qayyum lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So yeah, MsToh didn't come. Not only Firdaus was happy everyone else was. Justin didn't come again.. so I took his seat for half the day and chat with Gwen again. Hope Justin gets well soon. Wanted her to continue teaching me how to make a PROPER heart but she didn't have any straw..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Maths, surprisingly I understood everything MrsToh was talking about .______. I did my work pretty fast as well :D Recess, did same 'ol. There was a fight I think.. not gonna elaborate 'cause I'm not pretty sure about the details o_o It was scary anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Geography.. uh good news! Three people in A1 passed the test! Bad news.. the other twenty of the class failed.. Highest was .. once again Lucius.. then Jeremy(SHOW OFF D: LOL) and then KerSing I think.. well it wasn't good passes BUT AT LEAST THEY PASSED .____. So gay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went to eat with Nick at Maccas' then went up to his house.. ATTEMPTED TO DO E-BOOK BUT HE WAS LIKE TRYING TO PLAY DOTA INSTEAD. So we did a total of 4 slides! Only to find out we did it in Word.. so we have to move everything to PPSlide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jacqueline's watching OuranHigh, :D And she likes Hikaru&amp;amp;Kaoru like me :D. Blog-hopped to Dayna's blog.. her.. .. recent post is scary T_______T .. she should've put a warning sign beside the picture.. now I'm like spooked out .. if I can't sleep tonight then it's her fault D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;HER FAULT!!!&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/2949823967680247259-6083613105953695711?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/6083613105953695711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=6083613105953695711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/6083613105953695711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/6083613105953695711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2008/09/self-denial.html' title='Self-denial'/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-4404184796992026045</id><published>2008-09-16T22:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T22:18:24.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Hair Day..?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Woke up at 6.11 today, but waited for my brother 'til 6.40.. wasn't late but had to rush a little. As usual I went to meet Nick and he took his time. Reached school just when the gate was closing. Wanted to use toilet but people was inside smoking so I went to the parade square anyways.. then after the ceremony MsPoon caught my hair and asked me to go see MrMustafa T___T I swear she picks on me&amp;amp; she didn't catch anyone else.. D: But nevermind.. couldn't find MrMustafa and I reaaaaaally needed the toilet so I went to the toilet.. then halfway heard announcement got my name.. but it wasn't clear so I ignored and went back to class only to find out it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt; my name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nevertheless I still stayed in class.. then awhile later MsLim came to see me&amp;amp; asked me to go downstairs lor.. then MrMustafa was there waiting to cut hair -.-... then they cut the back of my hair that time I could feel they were cutting it straight like a ruler -.- so I stood up and quarrelled&amp;amp; a lot of stuff then went off 'cause MsLim gave me a day to cut my hair.. slept during Math cause I was super tired.. SS was boring.. went to chat with Gwenda instead. We decided to fail the piece of assignment given to us today together :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Recess, lunch-ed with Nick and Marcus as usual, went to meet up with Jeremy and Kid at the bench again. They were like talking about me hair T__T say look like China man(glares at Nick). But it's not &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;THAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; bad okay? -.- Went to Jeremy's house after school, did 40 pages of Physics -____-.. 23 more to go.. Was doing for quite long then fell asleep .. .___. woke up at 6.30 WTF. Slept for 2.5 hours.. in someone else's house -.- Woke up then leg numb, contact lenses was dry too o__o Bus-ed home. Went to cut hair afterwards. Today is officially. BAD HAIR DAY! Literally!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&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/2949823967680247259-4404184796992026045?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/4404184796992026045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=4404184796992026045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/4404184796992026045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/4404184796992026045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2008/09/woke-up-at-6.html' title='Bad Hair Day..?'/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-679718143528820429</id><published>2008-09-15T20:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T20:44:14.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>情歌王</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Woke up at 6.19 today.. got ready for school at about 6.33.. was it then it started to drizzle and flashes of lightning could be seen every few seconds -.- Didn't bring an umbrella so I had to rush over to the train station, thankfully my entire journey to the station was sheltered, well almost. I wasn't that wet when I was there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Reached Nick's house around 7.00.. one of the earliest he's ever left his house ==;; Grabbed two umbrellas and headed off for school. Reached there around 7.15, we went straight to class since it was raining and obviously —— MsToh isn't there yet.. well not until attendance taking and all the hard labor's done. Reading period, tried to do my Physics workbook as much as possible but MsToh stoped me anyways.. After that was.. Maths I think.. learned something new today, understood fully.. only problem's the way to identify the triangles and stuff like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Then it was Geography, MsSiew didn't come today so we had free period&amp;amp; MrYang relieved the period. Did some of the workbook there. Physics, like usual sucks and I was half asleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Recess! Went to eat.. the upper upper sec`s aren't having their prelims today so the entire cafeteria was bombarded. Took more than 5 minutes to buy our food. After eating we went to meet up with Jeremy and the others at a bench, spent the rest of the recess laughing at MsToh's obesity and many stuff relating to that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Uh.. went back to class.. being half-carried! Marcus and Nick was like carrying me.. or attempting to, dragging me along the way as they walked back to class. Was fun though, singing out loud while getting dragged. Chinese class.. fucking boring so I decided to talk to Marcus for the entire lesson.. oh yeah, Justin wasn't feeling very well today. His pores had been standing ever since recess and his body was really cold, he was also shivering and had a slight fever. Hope he gets well soon :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Okay.. so we were talking.. then we got MsPeh pissed off.. She's been really touchy recently but whatever -______-.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The rest of the day in school sucked, went to computer lab for POA, the lab sucked bad ass, never liked going there.. something bad would always happen. And as expected something bad &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did&lt;/span&gt; happen. We couldn't print our work properly so we left it to MsZhang to help us, THANKS! Jeremy also helped us with most of the part on balancing sheet, so THANKS AS WELL. Unlike Nicholas who's ever so helpful. Has been doing nothing but annoying me endlessly and burping in my face.. almost puked.. Oh and the 'guardian' of the computer lab.. what's her name. I'll just call her "ugly black shit". She dresses up like a fucking nigger whore and she barks like a fucking dog. Apparently she's blind she couldn't see we were still working on our work and she asked us to get out when we've finished. As if we like to stay there -.- The computers are crap and the printers are bullshit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Went home with Nick, Marcus and Jeremy. Supposedly going to eat but Jeremy back'd out anyways. So it was only three of us. Went to eat KFC. Didn't wanna spend much so I went to buy some cheap stuff to eat o___o But Nick wasn't hungry so he gave me his burger anyway :D Wanted to buy ice-cream but I didn't anyways..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Watched Digimon until 8.20, episode 44 now! But episode 45 to 55 IS MISSING. So I'm gonna watch Digimon TWO. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;往跟多幸福的地方飞去。很爱很爱你。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&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/2949823967680247259-679718143528820429?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/679718143528820429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=679718143528820429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/679718143528820429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/679718143528820429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='情歌王'/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-4174678889673829660</id><published>2008-09-14T21:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T23:12:50.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Lantern Festival!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Lantern Festival today! Everything I did was totally irrelevant to the festival but twice as fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Woke up at 10.45 thanks to Nick's constant spamming of messages to my mom asking if I've woken up 'cause we're going out today. Was so damn tired, didn't wanna get up and get anywhere but I did anyways.. washed up and .. forgot what I did but I got ready at about 12.55.. when we're supposed to meet at 12.45! But seems like Nick's used to my often late-coming-ness so he hasn't prepared to leave until I have. Oh yeah, I remember now. I was pissed off 'cause I couldn't find proper clothing to wear to go out, and my "beloved" brother wore my slippers out because his was "very uncomfortable" so I had to wear my school shoe with weird clothing.. I looked like a dickhead T_____T.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;On my way to CCK's train station I was cursing my brother.. walking really fast and I was sweating like shit.. some guy walked I walked pass who was talking to his friend was like "lan jiao knn ccb" which got me even more pissed off so I kind of stared at him .. didn't know I could be that scary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Met Nick at Gombak station, train-ed to Jurong entertainment, Kbox-ed for the entire day. Sang 'til our heart's content and ate to our heart's content too :D Really helped me a lot, since I've been pretty sad recently, I could really relate to some of the songs I sang 'cause they're exactly the way I felt then. &amp;amp;the food really helped out, as well, we had Ebi-Fry again lol :D. We had ice-cream before we went home, so yeah. IT'S ANOTHER NICE DAY! We had Mc-Flurry o_o They've a new flavour, Mudpie Chocolate&amp;amp; Berri-licious. Omg the strawberry was tempting but I tried the Chocolate one first, as well as Nick. Tasted like.. chocolate? Really chocolate-ty. Not my kind of taste.. It's gonna kill my throat if I eat it everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Gained weight.. 54 to 60 T__T Better stop eating too much.. Saw a group of family with their grandma watching the moon thru. a telescope. Looked so fun, the children was like trying to be the first, but one of their fathers said “让ah-ma先看,然后到你们." Then I went over and asked "ah ma! 可以先让我看一下吗？！ 谢谢！" They were really nice, they let me look thru. the telescope. The moon looked really beautiful from the lenses. Illuminating the world, reaaaaally peaceful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Went home, turned on the computer and watched Digimon again! YAMATO'S SO CUTE :3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Now blogging.. and going to sleep! I DIDN'T DO PHYSICS T__T CHIACHIA'S GONNA KILL ME. but whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oyasuminasai!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&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/2949823967680247259-4174678889673829660?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/4174678889673829660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=4174678889673829660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/4174678889673829660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/4174678889673829660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-lantern-festival.html' title='Happy Lantern Festival!'/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-8722399495639127369</id><published>2008-09-12T19:33:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T21:39:30.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;It's my first time stripping my pride to love someone this way, I've never felt this way before, liking you so much even when it's so wrong. I try to be with you every time but I'm not allowed to 'cause it's wrong for the two of us to be together, I try to get close to you, only to face rejection. Even though I know you'd just be cold towards me, I still did many things for you unconditionally. I'm controlled as if I'm chained up and whipped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;You're like a star to me, so high up, so high I can never reach you.&lt;br /&gt;I can only stare at you from a far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Every time you're not there, I would ask everyone where you went, where you are.&lt;br /&gt;I'd watch you from a distance, and when you notice me I would look away, but I believe&lt;br /&gt;you've already noticed me.. you look into my eyes, as if you feel the same way. I believed&lt;br /&gt;in that, only to find out that it wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;You toyed with my feelings from three years back, randomly approaching me whenever you like,&lt;br /&gt;as if I'm a toy meant to be played with. I thought I meant something to you, you talk&lt;br /&gt;to your friends about me, but hardly mention anything else. You never speak to&lt;br /&gt;me about anything besides work or you would just leave a comment that didn't really mean&lt;br /&gt;much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Whenever you say something that upsets me, I would be sad the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;I would brood over what you'd say and think about it non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;Not only that, every single day I think of you. Think about what&lt;br /&gt;you think of me. Thinking if you're thinking of me too.&lt;br /&gt;Think about what you're doing now, who you're with and where you are.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking if I mattered to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;To only find the answer to be no. You behave as if you feel mutual about&lt;br /&gt;me, you also behave nonchalant and indifferent to me.&lt;br /&gt;Loving you is a pain and caused me to suffer much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;I went overseas for an entire month —— having to make up excuses&lt;br /&gt;that I went 'cause my parents sent me there ——  to try to forget you.&lt;br /&gt;It worked.. but when I'm back to school, I see you and once again,&lt;br /&gt;you caressed my face. And there goes the entire month of attempting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Now I'm back into the wheel of redemption, trying&lt;br /&gt;hard to forget you all over again.&lt;br /&gt;Hurting myself everyday, however painful, I still try to&lt;br /&gt;make it to school everyday, just to see your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;I would help you do almost anything, just like&lt;br /&gt;a guy would to his girlfriend, but I can't because&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what you're thinking, if you'd like it or not.&lt;br /&gt;What would others think if they saw both of us together,&lt;br /&gt;because it's wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;You're so close to me, yet so far. Sometimes you&lt;br /&gt;come really close to me, both physically and emotionally.&lt;br /&gt;But yet.. you still felt really distant from me.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel we're as close as a couple. And once again, I cannot&lt;br /&gt;be one with you because.. it's forbidden - literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;You lied down on the same bed as me once,&lt;br /&gt;we were that close, yet still. I couldn't feel you like&lt;br /&gt;you were beside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;But it seems like now, I'm gonna have to seriously try to forget you, even though&lt;br /&gt;it's gonna hurt, and seem impossible. But still, I'll have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Sometimes I really hate you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Such gay love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949823967680247259-8722399495639127369?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/8722399495639127369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=8722399495639127369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/8722399495639127369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/8722399495639127369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2008/09/you.html' title='You.'/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-3435511901963406597</id><published>2008-09-11T22:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T00:18:09.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Somnolent</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Woke up at 6.28 today, made it to Nick's house early today, so I waited for him a bit. Reached school pretty early as well, so we had time to sit and cool down before we start the ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did nothing much today.. school's a dick as usual. Too lazy to write down the sequences today.. so I'll just pass on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay'd back for Math remedial.. didn't really learn anything. Mayn't stay back the next remedial anymore unless it's something I don't really know. After that we went home, walked with Jacq and her friends, Dayna and YiShan. We walked to GombakStation, they were hungry so we went to eat at some reaaaaaally warm "restaurant(?)". It was freaking hot.. and Dayna sure was taking her time. It's really weird how they refuse to eat chicken wings with their hands "cause it will dirty my hand ma". I've tissues and they could clean their hands with it, instead they rather take 10 minutes to eat a single piece. Accidentally called YiShan a "thing".. so she was staring at me in a pretty menacing manner. Seems like Jacq and her bunch of friends like to do that when they're pissed or if you've stepped on a land-mine. Train-ed homes afterwards. Nothing much happened, dead tired BYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949823967680247259-3435511901963406597?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/3435511901963406597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=3435511901963406597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/3435511901963406597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/3435511901963406597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2008/09/reserved-tomorrow-then-post-d.html' title='Somnolent'/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949823967680247259.post-6028247874569292185</id><published>2008-09-10T22:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T22:44:38.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anguish</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Woke up at 6.45 today.. super scared late for school so I rushed there. But turns out I still have time to meet Nick and stroll to school o____o. On the way with him we met MsYanti lol, walk while chatting with her.. and Nick said some bad stuff about MsToh and MsYanti told on him to her lol :X We wouldn't be late anymore cause we're walking with a teacher! And she's pretty slow so we could take our time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Didn't really like today much, despite the happy start of the day. Had to go through lots of bad stuff.. mental torment .____. So I was pretty quiet in class today.. MsToh, apparently still holding a grudge over yesterday, had finally decided to take a look at my hair(which wasn't even &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; long in the first place) and sent me over to MrMustafa. She sent me and a bunch of my friends along to keep me "company". But we ran away anyway, didn't bother cause my hair isn't long to begin with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went back to class, Physics was the first lesson, was kind of relieved that I could take a nap in class since it's Physics.. but fuck MrChia got me to stand up for the entire lesson.. moved me around the class as well, wasn't feeling very well and was hella tired.. then found out there's Geography test, oh joy. Borrowed a book from Nick to study.. couldn't get anything in my head though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Released for recess, nowadays we're always released really early. So we have the luxury of enjoying our lunch while owning the entire cafeteria. But the two physics workbooks wouldn't stop hounding me.. had to buy them, so I did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went to sit at our usual place.. watched ZongKai play soccer w/Marcus. Didn't really looked like he was enjoying though. Continuously having to climb back and forth to retrieve the ball -____- Kind of upset as well, Jeremy said my hair didn't look good T___T That was yesterday but yeah it's sad that he said it anyway, still brooding over what he said CAUSE IT REALLY MATTERS TO ME. Went back to class.. recess went pass reaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaally fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think it was Engreesh class.. yeah I'm so gonna enjoy this.. apparently she haven't finished her bullshit yesterday so she's gonna continue today, meanwhile I'll be copying POA notes 8 times over, which I managed to within her bell-graph session! Somehow.. I feel that copying notes is really fun, I've nothing to do anyways.. and it'll numb the pain and boredom so yeah.. After that she decided to break us up into groups.. only to find out that I'm actually workin' in a pair.. and not a group. She obviously hates me now so she put me with one of the brightest student in our class. Wonder what's inside that thick layer of fats, prolly full of shit. But yeah at least she didn't move me to Reuel so THANK GOD. Don't think I'm gonna remain as a pair since there's six adsentees today.. so we're probably gonna get a full group of four members.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Geography class.. MsSiew revised with us before she gave us the test.. didn't really help but yeah at least she tried.. the test wasn't that hard.. wasn't that easy either. Didn't really know how to read the triangular graph.. but I think I'll pass?(I hope). Went to Nick's house 'cause I was lazy to go home -.- Train-ed home at 5.58. It was like congested with people.. and lucky me! Two obese fat-asses were beside me.. so I was sweating like shit, trying hard not to touch them.. they were like leaning on my entire body.. I could hardly breathe.. constantly molested by people around me -___-. Went home walking.. I bought an ice-cream so the day was enjoyable when it ended I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today's physical contact with was 0% —— again.. seems like we're drifting apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Severed bonds&lt;br /&gt;distorted&lt;br /&gt;by fate.&lt;br /&gt;&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/2949823967680247259-6028247874569292185?l=shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/feeds/6028247874569292185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2949823967680247259&amp;postID=6028247874569292185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/6028247874569292185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949823967680247259/posts/default/6028247874569292185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shiroi-yuuki.blogspot.com/2008/09/anguish.html' title='Anguish'/><author><name>牛奶瓶</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01012201783346052604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
