<?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-19019372</id><updated>2011-04-22T08:54:02.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>leen.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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>150</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19019372.post-116699015773628943</id><published>2006-12-25T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T17:17:10.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I KNOW no one ever comes by anymore! This'll probably be my last post so that's ok! Will drop by some time for an occasional check (on the list) though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;RESOLUTIONS 2007&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Higher GPA&lt;/strong&gt; (or if can maintain in sec3 ok already &gt;_&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Play better softball&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Finish Sakon's costume and props in time for CosFest&lt;br /&gt;4. GO FOR COSFEST!! (omg Chanel and Geri :D)&lt;br /&gt;5. Watch more movies D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh cut cut cut speaking of Geri THANK YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU FOR ALL THE TAIWAN STUFF :D :D The Naruto character/technique book is so much love &amp;hearts; &amp;hearts; &amp;hearts; AMONG OTHER THINGS. !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm. I dunno how to continue the resolutions. Will update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol back. xD From Geneve's party/sleepover thing. I love you guys so so much the effort put into cosplay was incredible. There's so much to write, about Liz and her bolster (i.e. me), Chanel and her styled-for-one-and-a-half-hours' Gatsby-waxed Shika hair, mister Nintendo Gamecube- the main cause of my sleep-deprivation, cosplay, makings of pr0n videos, THE BOAT RIDE, bonding and bedsheets etcetc, but you know I'm selfish so I'll keep the memories to myself. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class allocations are out, and the gep/mainstream mix only occurred in a few classes la damn weird. Not that I have any complaints.&lt;br /&gt;I end up in 314, mugger class headed by Quah (who, incidentally, seems to have just a tiiiny problem with me.) &gt;_&gt; ughh PITs and pressure. Don't piah also cannot. I'll just stick it out next year (and the year after that).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm being damn pessimistic and unfair to judge the class even before I've experienced it. -_- But unfortunately for me, expectations usually don't go too far off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god for friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two years.&lt;br /&gt;TWO YEARS.&lt;br /&gt;FIGHTING GOGOGO GAMBATTE EILEEN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-116699015773628943?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/116699015773628943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=116699015773628943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/116699015773628943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/116699015773628943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-know-no-one-ever-comes-by-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-116472437374261727</id><published>2006-11-28T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T22:52:15.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Don't ask me why I rp now; I'm boooooooored. Like shit bored.&lt;br /&gt;CUZ EVERYONE'S OVERSEAS!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so alone. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you're trying to think of ways to comfort me (;_;), take a look at &lt;a href="http://drunkenlee.livejournal.com/"&gt;&lt;u&gt;my rp journal&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;! No prizes for guessing why I chose that character ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:240%;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; belated &lt;span style="font-size:240%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BIRTHDAY LEE!!!!!!!!!&amp;hearts;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts; &amp;hearts; &amp;hearts;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(27/11 =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and HAPPY BIRTHDAY KYOUYA!!!! (22/11) Whom I love but not as much as the former. ._. The bias is so obvious la!! *looks up and down at the two paragraphs shiftily*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I've finally continued to watch Naruto! At the moment. I can't believe I cried at the scene where Chouji stands before the arrow carved into the tree reminiscing about the past. omfg it was so sad.&lt;br /&gt;That episode is brilliant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-116472437374261727?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/116472437374261727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=116472437374261727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/116472437374261727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/116472437374261727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/11/dont-ask-me-why-i-rp-now-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-116387843816188402</id><published>2006-11-22T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T22:18:37.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HYZ I AM BACK. :D with memes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 36% Evil&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howevilareyouquiz/evil-2.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit of evil lurks in your heart, but you hide it well.&lt;br /&gt;In some ways, you are the most dangerous kind of evil.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howevilareyouquiz/"&gt;How Evil Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Coffee Ice Cream&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatflavoricecreamareyouquiz/coffee.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Energetic and lively, you are always on the go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're doing a million things at once and doing them well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to motivate others and raise spirits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are most compatible with chocolate ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatflavoricecreamareyouquiz/"&gt;What Flavor Ice Cream Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/whatgaychildhoodiconareyouquiz/outcome.php&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY I REALLY DON'T LIKE NOT BEING ABLE TO READ BLEACH (FURTHER), or stopping myself from CLICKING ON LJ CUTS that read "(warning! spoilers for ch. 244!)" or seeing a pretty icon and not being able to see the rest. T-T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am bored. Headache headache argh *tears* I want to watch Happy Feet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-116387843816188402?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/116387843816188402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=116387843816188402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/116387843816188402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/116387843816188402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/11/hyz-i-am-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-116400447418220067</id><published>2006-11-20T14:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T14:34:34.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kVjadjasjhavjd &lt;br /&gt;KJBAKBFKASBASJBFM &lt;br /&gt;KBAKSBFKJASDFGSDLKNG:ljepoENG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying of hotness&lt;br /&gt;BISHIES&lt;br /&gt;AND TATTOOS&lt;br /&gt;It's all too much (tattoos!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a new aircon~ T-T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-116400447418220067?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/116400447418220067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=116400447418220067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/116400447418220067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/116400447418220067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/11/kvjadjasjhavjd-kjbakbfkasbasjbfm.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-116378230005130418</id><published>2006-11-18T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T00:51:40.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"PRINCESS! I LOVE YOU LIKE CRAZY!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHH I LOVE FLUFF. &amp;hearts;&amp;hearts;&amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;throws ARGH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-116378230005130418?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/116378230005130418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=116378230005130418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/116378230005130418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/116378230005130418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/11/princess-i-love-you-like-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-116369105945841745</id><published>2006-11-16T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T23:31:00.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wonder if anyone still comes here. xD I'm considering moving to LJ SOLELY because of the iconsssssssssssssss I WANT TO SHOW OFF CANNOT AH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I edited my desktop wallpaper of Naruto characters to include a list of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Anime to watch:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Beck (EEEEEEEEEE I LOVE!!!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;- Cowboy Bebop&lt;br /&gt;- Hellsing&lt;br /&gt;- Honey &amp; Clover&lt;br /&gt;- The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya&lt;br /&gt;- Nana&lt;br /&gt;- Mushishi&lt;br /&gt;- Getbackers&lt;br /&gt;- FMA&lt;br /&gt;- One Piece&lt;br /&gt;- Witch Hunter Robin&lt;br /&gt;- Akira (movie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmmmm I wonder if there's any more... *ponders*&lt;br /&gt;Nvm I'll add on later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh wait on second thought I won't move fifteen stinking icons isn't worth the abandonment of this blog (the fanlisting icons! the tagboard!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T LIKE WAKING UP EARLY DARN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-116369105945841745?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/116369105945841745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=116369105945841745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/116369105945841745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/116369105945841745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-wonder-if-anyone-still-comes-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-116272465633899624</id><published>2006-11-05T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T19:04:16.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I loff my harry and draco sims so so much. I spent my entire day playing Sims2 after finally getting down to it a few days ago. My room is in a horrible mess now after my mum and brother dumped everything in there (on the bed and on the floor) but I don't feel like cleaning it. I wish I could take a vacuum cleaner and suck it all up- but too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know which one I like better: letting it roll over (and over and over) in my mind now and get over it later, or forget about it momentarily and let it sink in again when school starts and I see everyone leaving for it &lt;/s&gt;(and leaving me behind)&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-116272465633899624?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/116272465633899624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=116272465633899624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/116272465633899624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/116272465633899624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-loff-my-harry-and-draco-sims-so-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-116256812440589602</id><published>2006-11-03T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T23:45:09.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:70%;"&gt;I'm sorry you have to see this side of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know I shouldn't be thinking this at all but I'm feeling incredibly hateful. Bitter, much? I would kill to have it you know. I wanted it &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; much. Yes, I'm being selfish and I'm jealous, &lt;i&gt;very&lt;/i&gt; jealous, but I can't stop. Screw you if you got it and don't want it in the first place. Because actually, I could do with that kind of luck.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't think I was that much of a loser either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Previously there was the whole 208-hates-us thing, and now Mr. Idiot is back to grate my brain. I am successfully wrecked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you very much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-116256812440589602?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/116256812440589602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=116256812440589602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/116256812440589602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/116256812440589602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-sorry-you-have-to-see-this-side-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-116239265612868260</id><published>2006-11-01T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T22:58:32.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:213%;"&gt;NETCARN &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DRAMANITE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:213%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;WE ARE GOING TO DO THIS.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-116239265612868260?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/116239265612868260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=116239265612868260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/116239265612868260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/116239265612868260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/11/netcarn-dramanite-we-are-going-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-116222677686466585</id><published>2006-10-30T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T00:53:29.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got my EOY results back last week and I'm quite satisfied with everything except chinese which was a huge disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's over and I can't do anything about it so focusssssssss on DramaNite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(clicky!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/1600/ygdramanite.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/400/ygdramanite.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because we so rool you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest it was a huge shock/relief when the results were revealed. Chanel and I were already close to tearing our hair out. I (sort of obviously) screwed up some of my actions during the audits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hell, we got through anyway, and in between sobs (the result of being overwhelmed with emotion hahaha) there is nothing ahem can say to that. =) And I'm not sorry the poem she wrote sucked compared to ours, when she was expecting so little from 213.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The&lt;/em&gt; class, the fairytale in itself. &amp;hearts;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-116222677686466585?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/116222677686466585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=116222677686466585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/116222677686466585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/116222677686466585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-got-my-eoy-results-back-last-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-116179843092731296</id><published>2006-10-26T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T02:01:43.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A lot happened the past few days. I've tried to blog about them but it didn't really work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling loads better now and actually feeling very embarrassed about the letter to Emma because it is OMG, so corny. Oh well, at least I included a warning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised I've kinda lost interest in icons and stuff. and anime. FOR NOW. Ended up feeling very bored and actually playing KOL, which is totally lol. But it is addictive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What now. I like blogsurfing. Especially blogs of 213-ers recently. Oh wait yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to you guys who turned up at the airport and brought the You and Me song to life, even if you didn't actually sing. Even if it left you feeling sad, the fact that it's made a difference (however small) that day has made me really happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just the beginning of the spilt-up. But I'm already content.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-116179843092731296?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/116179843092731296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=116179843092731296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/116179843092731296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/116179843092731296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/10/lot-happened-past-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-116143801645418800</id><published>2006-10-21T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T21:56:12.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The EOYs've been over for a couple of days already, and you know what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go back. Even if it's only for a week. I'll retake the stupid exams for all I care (I want to retake my bio anyway)- I miss the breaks in between papers, the last-minute mugging sessions, the helping each other out and ending up arguing over answers, the stress, the cheering, the discussions of answers after the papers, the &lt;em&gt;unanimous&lt;/em&gt; sighing after we read the first lit exam question (now how cool is that). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studying gave me something to occupy myself with. Don't think there was time to think about other things.  Now that studying part is replaced with emptiness, and unwanted thoughts to fill it all up. When I try to block them out, there's nothing there again, just emptiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know what to do with that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-116143801645418800?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/116143801645418800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=116143801645418800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/116143801645418800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/116143801645418800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/10/eoysve-been-over-for-couple-of-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-116092581603370070</id><published>2006-10-15T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T23:23:48.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know what you really said and I don't have any proof that you said it - it wasn't about me, but it still doesn't give you any more reason to say that behind my back. I resent it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take one deep breath and hold it until friday 20/10/2006. then I can go deflate on erin's couch or something. zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys survive the EOYs k. Good luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-116092581603370070?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/116092581603370070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=116092581603370070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/116092581603370070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/116092581603370070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-dont-know-what-you-really-said-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-116040040503884631</id><published>2006-10-09T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T21:26:45.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The CD WORKS. *is amazed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the RJ senior who helped me with homologous chromosomes today. =) Kexin = loser :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are going to "k bye" me in a conversation while I'm talking, DON'T FUCKING TALK TO ME. It's &lt;em&gt;exceedingly&lt;/em&gt; annoying. And beneath you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bastard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-116040040503884631?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/116040040503884631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=116040040503884631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/116040040503884631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/116040040503884631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/10/cd-works.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-116030116827691640</id><published>2006-10-08T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T18:29:54.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bro (looking at my sasunaru poster): Are those two gay or what?&lt;br /&gt;Me: No. (inner fangirl: YESSSS!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading all those blog entries on class chalet I suddenly feel so sad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent 5 hours studying Geog yesterday :O :O Things actually went in! I am amazed. And feeling so full of myself. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The staff at Cafe Galilee&lt;s&gt; are such flirts. They&lt;/s&gt; take 5 mins to process one order and they smile too much. *_*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent time and money burning a CD full of slow songs and batteries for the studying but when I got there it didn't work. &gt;_&gt; I burned the CD wrongly. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a newly reformed Shikapimp.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-116030116827691640?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/116030116827691640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=116030116827691640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/116030116827691640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/116030116827691640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/10/bro-looking-at-my-sasunaru-poster-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-116015553518238707</id><published>2006-10-07T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T01:25:35.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel pretty shitty not being able to go for the class chalet&lt;s&gt;and missing out on all the raping&lt;/s&gt;. But at the same time content because I'd been fairly productive today, work-wise. Studying with kexin at Bishan Library WORKS. The conducive environment is one thing, but the absence of Internet-in-front-of-me did wonders to my concentration. It's easy to teach Kexin cos she learns things fast! &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've discovered some things at Narutard paradise today that gave me a fucking huge smack in the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;s&gt;inner&lt;/s&gt; fangirl is now happy AND satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the latest Naruto ED (ending):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/1600/NED01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/400/NED01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU SEE THAT. DO YOU SEE THAT?????&lt;br /&gt;IT'S ANIME TIMEJUMP NARUTO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:250%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TIMEJUMP NARUTO IS COMING SOON.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO MORE FILLERS. &lt;b&gt;PEOPLE DIG.&lt;/b&gt; &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and the new Naruto opening is so so nice. :D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE &lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/chuunin/"&gt;&lt;u&gt;CHUUNIN&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt; AND EVERYONE AT CHUUNIN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-116015553518238707?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/116015553518238707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=116015553518238707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/116015553518238707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/116015553518238707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-feel-pretty-shitty-not-being-able-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-116004778837587900</id><published>2006-10-05T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T19:29:48.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There's something about geog that's freaking me out. HOW the hell dyou answer a 4-sided question? If it's even a 4-sided question? I regret WRITING out my fa already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-116004778837587900?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/116004778837587900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=116004778837587900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/116004778837587900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/116004778837587900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/10/theres-something-about-geog-thats.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115988829150093159</id><published>2006-10-03T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T23:12:06.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fangirling is like -has been- a daily thing since I stepped into 213 at the start of the year. There has to be a reason why I always feel happy to be in school nowadays. But I don't think fangirling is exactly it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what was I going to type?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't NOT fangirl in a blogpost. &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah right TRAINING IS OVER. I think I said that in the previous blogpost. aiyah whatever I feel liberated. But I guess it's time to hardcore. I get so easily distracted from Geog. I want to do like, math or sth. At least I'm secure about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you tell this blogpost is chunky and all over the place and I'm TRYING not to type sth along the lines of KYAAAAAAH SAI'S HAIR! in a sentence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kexin waste time la! walk around Wisma and Taka and didn't let me buy my manga in Kino. &gt;_&gt; My Narutooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAH LAO I GIVE UP. Sorry Kexin. I cannot NOT fangirl. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well RS presentation went okay. x)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115988829150093159?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115988829150093159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115988829150093159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115988829150093159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115988829150093159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/10/fangirling-is-like-has-been-daily.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115980537283562260</id><published>2006-10-02T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T00:09:33.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>On a completely different note, I've finished my math homework x) I reply tags here cos I dunno where to start protesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chanel/Stella/Geri: all of you so mean T-T I never denied that Lee was ugly! BUT HE IS KNSFA;S'FA,SG',ASDGDG CUTE.&lt;br /&gt;Chanel: YES AHHH&lt;333 hear! hear! lol Ichinose has weird hair x) but his getup is so cute. and normal! (unlike all the other bounto) hahaha I was thinking sick when I reread the post x)&lt;br /&gt;Geri: like you're not perv lor &gt;_&gt; i can imagine an Inner Geri. and yes I am using Sakura to insult you. x) his sensei is actually damn cool ok! 8D&lt;br /&gt;Stella: haiyohaiyohaiyoh. ditto &gt;&lt; everyone loves spastic Kakashi. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no training next week til after EOYs, so TAKE ME, NOTES/WORKSHEETS/TEXTBOOKS! I'm all yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T-T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nvm my fandoms will stick it through with me. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is an imageheavy post. spoilers for geri (the loser -_-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/1600/vlcsnap-28189.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/400/vlcsnap-28189.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW THIS IS WHAT I CALL GOOD ANIME ART. It actually looks like manga Ishida. can't stop staring he looks so nice here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/1600/vlcsnap-109284.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/400/vlcsnap-109284.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/1600/vlcsnap-86434.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/400/vlcsnap-86434.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awww don't they all look so cuddly 8) WTF @ Chouji. He's wack. waaaaack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/1600/vlcsnap-156972.0.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/400/vlcsnap-156972.0.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHH OMG THE BLUSH SO CUTE!!!!!!!! x) x) x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/1600/vlcsnap-150080.0.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/400/vlcsnap-150080.0.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;\3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/1600/vlcsnap-150579.0.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/400/vlcsnap-150579.0.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/1600/vlcsnap-150865.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/400/vlcsnap-150865.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omgggg severe heartbreak when I saw this.&lt;/p&gt; LEE!! T-T it's okay you'll get better in the end! another spoiler for geri &gt;_&gt; but who cares!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEE IS CUTE. AND SHIKAHAIR IS NOT A BROOM. WHATEVER.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115980537283562260?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115980537283562260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115980537283562260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115980537283562260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115980537283562260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/10/on-completely-different-note-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115979642373224168</id><published>2006-10-02T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T22:20:01.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;THIS IS THE LET'S-ALL-KILL-GERI-POST.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leen says:&lt;br /&gt;back to nakushita ^^&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHHAAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;B-BROOM STICK!&lt;br /&gt;when we get to school we are going to kill her with words, yes?&lt;br /&gt;we can engage the help of emma, even.&lt;br /&gt;chanel says:&lt;br /&gt;YES&lt;br /&gt;BROOMSTICK WTF.&lt;br /&gt;NAKUSHITA IS GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;AND FIRST SHE SLAMS LEE&lt;br /&gt;THEN SHE SLAMS SHIKA.&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO STRANGLE GERI&lt;br /&gt;leen says:&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW!&lt;br /&gt;ARRRRRRGGH&lt;br /&gt;shika not my fave character&lt;br /&gt;chanel says:&lt;br /&gt;emma can seduce her to drink poison MUAHA.&lt;br /&gt;leen says:&lt;br /&gt;but I DONT LIKE PEOPLE SUANNING SHIKA!&lt;br /&gt;chanel says:&lt;br /&gt;but she slams both our favourite characters D:&lt;br /&gt;yeah!! lee is cute!! when he smiles! And he makes me &lt;&lt;/3 badly.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so cute lor that picture of him smiling (&lt;br /&gt;*(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLY SHIT GERALDINE GOH YOU ARE A GRAVE...GIRL.&lt;br /&gt;(I still refuse to call you a &lt;s&gt;man&lt;/s&gt;guy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gaara: ...You insult Lee. You die.&lt;br /&gt;*Desert Coffin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/1600/gaara09.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/400/gaara09.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115979642373224168?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115979642373224168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115979642373224168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115979642373224168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115979642373224168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/10/this-is-lets-all-kill-geri-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115976916639603529</id><published>2006-10-02T11:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T22:51:25.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I didn't go online for 2 whole days, but LOOKIE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;(Actual) To-Do List:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Lengthen RS report when it comes in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;- File Bio stuff&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;- ditto for Hist/Lit/Eng/HCL/Math/Geog (O_O)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;- Find some suitable spot on my wall to put up Bankai Ichigo/Renji poster (!!!&lt;333)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;- REORGANISE MY SHIT FOR ONCE. (inclusive of books/cds/magazines/random pieces of paper)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;- Type out Geog notes&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Revise Bio&lt;br /&gt;- Do Math assignment&lt;br /&gt;- Do my HCL homework because currently, my chinese needs help. It's ironic how my tuition homework is done but schoolwork left untouched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the RS report has to be vetted first or sth so I'm leaving that out. The poster has to be shifted up abit but heck. Homework later. It's still morning, and my working space has expanded to 1/2 the table!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short.&lt;br /&gt;someone: &lt;strong&gt;YOU WIN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leen: please tell me something I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'VE BEEN WAITING TO SAY THAT ALL MY LIFE HAHAHAHAHA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115976916639603529?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115976916639603529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115976916639603529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115976916639603529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115976916639603529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/10/so-i-didnt-go-online-for-2-whole-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115969396125373547</id><published>2006-10-01T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T17:12:41.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ever had the feeling that you actually have a mountain of things to do but you don't feel like doing them and you end up all restless and shit because YOU HAVE NOTHING TO DO???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIT MAN I HAVE TO DO SOMETHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stella send report quickly so I have something to lengthen &gt;_&gt; I've never been so eager to do RS I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;(Actual) To-Do List:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Lengthen RS report when it comes in&lt;br /&gt;- File Bio stuff&lt;br /&gt;- ditto for Hist/Lit/Eng/HCL/Math/Geog (O_O)&lt;br /&gt;- Find some suitable spot on my wall to put up Bankai Ichigo/Renji poster (!!!&lt;333)&lt;br /&gt;- REORGANISE MY SHIT FOR ONCE. (inclusive of books/cds/magazines/random pieces of paper)&lt;br /&gt;- Type out Geog notes&lt;br /&gt;- Revise Bio&lt;br /&gt;- Do Math assignment&lt;br /&gt;- Do my HCL homework because currently, my chinese needs help. It's ironic how my tuition homework is done but schoolwork left untouched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY. Filing. Right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115969396125373547?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115969396125373547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115969396125373547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115969396125373547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115969396125373547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/10/ever-had-feeling-that-you-actually.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115963528529943572</id><published>2006-09-30T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T16:55:51.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I read and I'm like -_- I don't even have a chance to talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway stop. &lt;strong&gt;FANGIRL TIME. 8D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WARNING: IMAGEHEAVY.&lt;br /&gt;I was watching Bleach (omg!!! in like, a month!) ep 90 and 91 and I have to say BLEACH FILLERS ROCK. At least the art's not as screwed up as Naruto, it actually has a proper storyline and LOL, some of the Bounto are really not bad looking. x) However I spent half the time marvelling at how Ichigo could be injured and STILL be hot. Sometimes even hotter. Concrete proof:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/1600/vlcsnap-222827.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/400/vlcsnap-222827.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/1600/vlcsnap-217368.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/400/vlcsnap-217368.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/1600/vlcsnap-224113.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/400/vlcsnap-224113.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah, anime Ichigo is peanuts compared to manga Ichigo, but well you gotta give credit to Studio Pierrot for at least attempting to make peanuts look good! Or maybe Bleach art is just easier to draw lol. I can vouch for that. Oh you want some &lt;s&gt;hot&lt;/s&gt; Bounto?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/1600/vlcsnap-221537.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/400/vlcsnap-221537.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/1600/vlcsnap-218017.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/400/vlcsnap-218017.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/1600/vlcsnap-220084.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/400/vlcsnap-220084.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate Kariya, the guy with white hair. He looks ridiculous. But I like his evilness heh heh &gt;:D Ichinose (the last guy) is more cute than hot, but whatever, I like him there. Just for the record, his name is NOT pronounced as Itchy-NOSE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nklanAD';MF''Sksnf I love Hikaru's voice. and Waltz with Adonis from the first Ouran soundtrack~ &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile I was also gaping at Renji.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUPID BLOGGER REFUSES TO LET ME UPLOAD ANY MORE PICTURES. so my initialy meant-to-be image-heavy post is not well, not meant to be. &gt;_&gt; I will post Renji, Lee and Gai next time. Probably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met up for RS today. Stella typed 5 pages of stuff in half an hour!  And the ppt! Superwoman! *kowtows* We watched Ouran and Naruto &lt;strong&gt;NARUTO EP 101 IS THE BEST FILLER EVER.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115963528529943572?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115963528529943572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115963528529943572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115963528529943572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115963528529943572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-read-and-im-like-i-dont-even-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115945472103537873</id><published>2006-09-30T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T23:18:02.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kexin's obsession with potency xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joelle&lt; onezero. says:&lt;br /&gt;xiang ah&lt;br /&gt;joelle&lt; onezero. says:&lt;br /&gt;take injection blur blur one&lt;br /&gt;青春狂騒曲 *               total flop. says:&lt;br /&gt;right.&lt;br /&gt;she inject what ah?&lt;br /&gt;joelle&lt; onezero. says:&lt;br /&gt;steriod.&lt;br /&gt;(zero)2! Suteki Dane? Let's not grow up, shall we? says:&lt;br /&gt;that's really  &lt;br /&gt;she needs to continue the family line?&lt;br /&gt;joelle&lt; onezero. says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;O.O&lt;br /&gt;KEXIN!&lt;br /&gt;(zero)2! Suteki Dane? Let's not grow up, shall we? says:&lt;br /&gt;y take injection? just tell her drink tongkat ali lah&lt;br /&gt;joelle&lt; onezero. says:&lt;br /&gt;OMG. WAHTS WITH YOU?&lt;br /&gt;O.O RIGHTTTT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah chanel what the fuck's wrong with you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115945472103537873?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115945472103537873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115945472103537873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115945472103537873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115945472103537873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/09/kexins-obsession-with-potency-xd.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115944812902129854</id><published>2006-09-28T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T20:59:45.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I just flunked it for them. I'm so sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115944812902129854?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115944812902129854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115944812902129854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115944812902129854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115944812902129854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-think-i-just-flunked-it-for-them.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115935957118174024</id><published>2006-09-27T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T20:24:34.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TONIGHT I AM DETERMINED NOT TO GO ONLINE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually did homework. (!!!!!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to sleep at 9 today. The Sleepypeople disease has spread to me and I've been sleeping in class the past few days. Needless to say chanel and geri were the carriers. And it doesn't help that I'm breathing the same air as them. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. DID. HOMEWORK!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c'mon c'mon where's your thumbs-up? Because of lack of music this afternoon (while I distanced myself from the computer), I turned on the radio to 987 for the first time since the world began! Duh by then I'd already come into existence. =) Not going online is not good for my health I am saying stupid things to myself. But then if I go online that 1. I'll get distracted from homework 2. I'll sleep late. -&gt; symptom of Sleepypeople disease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am waaay behind in every anime I watch. Naruto, even though I'm through with the published manga so far and Ouran. Which reminds of the fucking fabulous biggest relief of the year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:250%;"&gt;THERE IS GOING TO BE A&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;SECOND SEASON OF OURAN &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HIGH SCHOOL HOST CLUB.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost cried upon hearing the news. I was so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am starting to get the hang of rivers. Good things are happening to me today. I hope this'll spill over onto tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WISH ME LUCK FOR LIT.&lt;/strong&gt; Please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115935957118174024?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115935957118174024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115935957118174024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115935957118174024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115935957118174024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/09/tonight-i-am-determined-not-to-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115909970435404756</id><published>2006-09-24T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T20:08:24.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OURAN HIGH HOST CLUB ANIME ENDS AT EPISODE 26.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOOO WHY!!!!!!!!!! OURAN ANIME IS THE &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BEST&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; EVER IT'S EVEN FUNNIER THAN THE MANGA AND THERE'S PUPPY TAMAKI AND DAMN BLOODY CUTE CHIBIS AND THE MUSIC THE MUSIC OMFG I HOPE THERE'S A SEASON 2!!!!!!!!!!! (but from the looks of it I don't think it's going to happen)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;!!!!!!!!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHH D': D': D': D': D':&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115909970435404756?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115909970435404756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115909970435404756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115909970435404756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115909970435404756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/09/ouran-high-host-club-anime-ends-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115907320320189294</id><published>2006-09-24T12:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T12:47:05.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>btw right, this was supposed to be a link in one of past posts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://linkandluigi.us/whatissexy.html"&gt;http://linkandluigi.us/whatissexy.html&lt;/a&gt;   :D:D::D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115907320320189294?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115907320320189294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115907320320189294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115907320320189294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115907320320189294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/09/btw-right-this-was-supposed-to-be-link.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115907231366243854</id><published>2006-09-24T12:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T13:03:15.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dl;'mgsopg'soidhgo'aish HELP ME I can't decide who's the hottest in Saiyuki R: Sanzo, Hakkai or Kougaiji??? D: Thou shalt not be biased! to give you an idea:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sanzo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/320/icon-sanzo7.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hakkai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/1600/hakkai6-d.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/320/hakkai6-d.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kougaiji&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/1600/kou2-d.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/320/kou2-d.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;(Actually Ichigo is the hottest but nvm)&lt;/s&gt; and AHHHHHH AHHHHHHHHH LITTLE SANZO IS SOOOOOO CUTE! I don't blame those guys for wanting to rape him you know. &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;But Goku!!! :D:D:D I am so indecisive ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIT PT INDIV AND PHILO SA AND OVERDUE PHILO THING &lt;s&gt;&amp;hearts;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I mentioned Ichigo now I miss Bleach again ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115907231366243854?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115907231366243854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115907231366243854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115907231366243854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115907231366243854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/09/dlmgsopgsoidhgoaish-help-me-i-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115898596320162707</id><published>2006-09-23T12:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T12:32:43.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I like Nana! Even though I've only watched the first ep and read the first vol (yes I finally found downloadable scans! :D). The anime bg music is nice. =) it sounds familiar.&lt;br /&gt;"Ne, Nana. Do you remember the day we met?"&lt;br /&gt;I think I like Oo&lt;s&gt;toro&lt;/s&gt;saki Nana more than Komatsu now. Komatsu Nana is so stupid. -.-||| She sleeps with like everyone.&lt;br /&gt;I want to watch the Nana movie! The manga is is good but kinda long-winded...somehow I always find shoujo long-winded. with the exception of Ouran High bcos Ouran is a comedy. But I still want to read Nana! I thought the art was freaky, but strangely, when I read the manga I don't find the art weird/scary at all! O_O Maybe they only look freaky on the covers.&lt;br /&gt;I like Nobuo. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115898596320162707?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115898596320162707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115898596320162707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115898596320162707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115898596320162707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-like-nana-even-though-ive-only.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115894257795076251</id><published>2006-09-23T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T00:29:37.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ne, Nana... why your part 1 taking longer to load than part 2 on youtube??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115894257795076251?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115894257795076251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115894257795076251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115894257795076251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115894257795076251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/09/ne-nana.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115893663662649142</id><published>2006-09-22T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T22:51:54.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(&lt;a href="http://linkandluigi.us/whatissexy.html"&gt;I agree with &lt;em&gt;every single freaking thing&lt;/em&gt; except no.8.&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts; I DIG. &amp;hearts;&amp;hearts;&amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's SO TRUE SO TRUE- from Neji to Kankuro to MY NO. 1 SENSEI MAITO GAI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8D 8D 8D 8D 8D !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115893663662649142?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115893663662649142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115893663662649142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115893663662649142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115893663662649142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-agree-with-every-single-freaking.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115885896409051841</id><published>2006-09-21T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T01:30:07.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All of your comps are losers who can't play DVDs. ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall attempt to answer the list of questions on geri's blog (some of which aren't even questions) because they are so &lt;em&gt;outrageously&lt;/em&gt; 'duh'. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Who dyou think should be top/bottom in HPDM, and why?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always say switching is healthy x) Because.. either one being seme for too long gets boring. and freshness is essential in an OTP! Learn from Professor Malfoy ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Dyou support the idea of a manga library/club/CCA in RGS?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope, bcos too many people will want to join :p and I like manga all to myself hahaha. (It took me alotalot of courage to lend my Naruto out. T-T Even then I lend them out without their covers, bcos I will just DIE if any of them is destroyed by anyone other than me.) I THINK THE SCHOOL LIBRARY SHOULD STOCK MANGA THOUGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Support eileen/chanel!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OBVIOUSLY NOT A QUESTION. It does &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; get me flustered! It's just... wrong. Everyone else says so geri, so there. x) You want a true OTP, SUPPORT GERI/EMMA. or GERI/ALY--&gt; my second newest OTP after Goku/Gojyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Who dyou think fits the Ouran characters in our class?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AVRIL IS SO HARUHI. Not at first thought, but think about it! The cynicism, the laughter, the expression of longing on their faces when they talk about food (in Haruhi's case, ootoro) hahaha. *ruins ally's image of me as haruhi =)* Candice/Ally would be the twins I guess (fangirls don't kill me) sometimes, with their WEEEARD antics. Mori could be geri. Geri's inner feminine side which emerges occassionally (but more often than she thinks) // Mori's inner hyperness which emerges when he's sleepy. Kyouya = Erin?? sriuzly. x) Tamaki.. I don't know! Who's drama enough to be Tamaki??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're there, you're trying, but it comes out all wrong.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115885896409051841?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115885896409051841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115885896409051841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115885896409051841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115885896409051841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/09/all-of-your-comps-are-losers-who-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115884179580127618</id><published>2006-09-21T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T21:21:00.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SUN GOKU!&lt;/span&gt; and I like &lt;s&gt;cockroach-man&lt;/s&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GOJYO&lt;/span&gt; TOO because he's so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SAIYUKI RELOAD&lt;/strong&gt; IS DAMN NICE DAMN NICE. THE ART IS :D:D:D though I didn't like the eyes at first but I've decided they're unique and I like them now, the storytelling style is ALOT LIKE BLEACH (:D) and I want to buy the manga already. I hope they have it in chinese bcos $9.80/vol is going to &lt;s&gt;widen&lt;/s&gt; make a beeg hole in my wallet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHOUJO CAN NEVER BE BETTER THAN SHONEN.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts; to all the people who cared, even if you didn't tag or anything, I know it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115884179580127618?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115884179580127618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115884179580127618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115884179580127618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115884179580127618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/09/sun-goku-and-i-like-cockroach-man.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115875891871286472</id><published>2006-09-20T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T21:46:20.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stare on, stare on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it how everyone around me is crumbling and all I can do is &lt;em&gt;stare on&lt;/em&gt;, because I am a fucking coward whose courage is always just, half-there. It's not that I don't care enough. &lt;em&gt;Move.&lt;/em&gt; At times my body doesn't do what my brain tells it to do, and at times I find myself doing things against my better judgement.&lt;s&gt;of course it always comes with a price.&lt;/s&gt; My actions either come through the wrong way, or don't come out at all. (Oh yeah, my geog's actually more screwed up than I thought it was.) And words, I am hopeless with words. I am so fucking useless. Usually I just pray for it to all &lt;em&gt;stop&lt;/em&gt;, but of course things don't happen like that. Maybe it has something to do with seeing too many things, smiling at everyone when things &lt;em&gt;aren't&lt;/em&gt; alright at all because I'm expected to and these people don't deserve the worry &lt;s&gt;(although it'll be nice if they thought about it once in a while)&lt;/s&gt; or being told to shut up at home, I don't know, I'm going off track, and I'm already tired. &lt;s&gt;And you, I don't know what to think of you. You're just &lt;em&gt;half-there&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115875891871286472?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115875891871286472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115875891871286472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115875891871286472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115875891871286472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/09/stare-on-stare-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115857494005917654</id><published>2006-09-18T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T18:36:27.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Time to know me a little better. You know you want to anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there's anything I love more than anime/manga and art, it's my OTPs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OTP &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(n.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;OTP is an fandom acronym for One True Pairing. The term originally meant whatever coupling a story explicitly suggested or depicted. Within the anime fandom, especially love comedies with love triangles, it is sometimes used to imply a character will obviously end up with another character despite the presence of other suitors.&lt;br /&gt;(taken from (&lt;a href="http://wikipedia.orh"&gt;wiki&lt;/a&gt;), with whom I share a love/hate relationship with.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who watches anime/manga WILL have AT LEAST ONE. er. one one true pairing. (that sounded weird.) But no, OTPs aren't restricted to anime fandoms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so what appeals to me in an OTP?&lt;br /&gt;1. Opposites attract (in terms of personalities). So cliched I know -_- but true!&lt;br /&gt;2. Hints of it appear in the canon. (not applicable to H/D though. JK Rowling's taste in pairings is obviously very... straight.) OR JUST TOTALLY WACK PAIRINGS. (like... Sarutobi/Iruka. SOMETHING LIKE THAT xD)&lt;br /&gt;3. They look hot together. :3 or cute, whichever's there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HARRY/DRACO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(HP)&lt;br /&gt;Ginny please die in Book 7.&lt;br /&gt;One of the non-anime related OTPs, and which happens to be my only one. xD The other one's probably Ron/Hermione... but then it's too boring. IT'S NOTHING COMPARED TO A GOOD SLASH FIX, RIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;But nothing beats H/D FLUFF. 8D 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NARUTO/SASUKE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Naruto)&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha do I really have to explain?&lt;br /&gt;Fine.. READ NARUTO. SASU/NARU IS SO FRIGGIN OBVIOUS IN NARUTO.&lt;br /&gt;Everything about this pairing is ♥. :D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LEE/GAARA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Naruto)&lt;br /&gt;this has to be THE BEST 'SHIP EVAH, MANZ. I mean, it has Lee in it! :o&lt;br /&gt;They've proved time and time again (in fanfics, but who cares) that people CAN change with time, and a bit of love.&lt;br /&gt;(AWWWWWWWWWWW.)&lt;br /&gt;Not convinced? GO READ &lt;em&gt;DIPLOMATIC RELATIONS&lt;/em&gt;, you poor deprived soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ICHIGO/ORIHIME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Bleach)&lt;br /&gt;Finally a non-slash OTP! :p I don't care what you Ichigo/Rukia fans say la Ichigo and Orihime are like, &lt;em&gt;todally&lt;/em&gt; meant for each other. Ichigo's so thick he wouldn't realise Orihime likes him if it was being screamed into his face (--&gt;he gets that from me all the time), but it's obvious that he cares a lot about her and stuff. It's possibly CANON as well (from what I've seen from spoiler icons :x ) :D:D:D I'll let you anime Bleach fans to find out after reading the manga. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RENJI/RUKIA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Bleach)&lt;br /&gt;Another reason why Ichigo/Orihime exists and should stay.&lt;br /&gt;This is SOOOOOOO canon. SOOOOOOO canon. Ichigo/Rukia fans weep, protest, and gag yourselves for all I care. RENJI CONFESSED IN A FLASHBACK IN VOL. 23 THAT HE LIKES RUKIA. YESSSSSSS.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to those people who haven't read 23 yet. Or haven't read the manga. THAT BIT WAS FOR YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh damn I want to read Bleach online. D:D:D:&lt;br /&gt;But if you think I'll succumb to temptations so easily, you are wrong. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TAMAKI/KYOUYA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ouran High School Host Club)&lt;br /&gt;Influenced mostly from fanart (Kyouya is so yummy. Really.) :p OKAA~SAN~!!&lt;br /&gt;And like, they look hot together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KAKASHI/GAI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Naruto)&lt;br /&gt;CRACK.. CRACK... *doubles over in tear-filled laughter* READ NARUTO VOL.32 AHHHHAHAHAHA CRACK!!!!!! (omg and LEE/NEJI HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YUMICHIKA/IKKAKU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Bleach)&lt;br /&gt;I love Yumichika. I love Ikkaku. 1+1=2 ♥ They are DAMN FUNNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!! Gravitation FASTER DOWNLOAD D: D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KIBA/HINATA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Naruto)&lt;br /&gt;I'm just starting to like this seriously as an OTP. x) Shino/Hinata isn't too bad either. (SHINO IS WACK x) x)) But Kiba/Hinata is more obvious so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NARUTO/SAI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Naruto)&lt;br /&gt;Sai: hehehehehehePENIShehehehehehe&lt;br /&gt;Naruto: D8&lt; !!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;[edit] SAI IS PERFECT, PERFECT, PERFECT. omg Sai ROCKS.[/edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have about a thousand more OTPs, like Reno/Me and Sasuke/Me, but those you'll find out as you read more anyway. Those listed are only the more major ones. And don't forget the crack pairings. ;) Oh yeah I just realized I can do very wrong things with my Sasuke and Itachi figurines, ala aziraphale_mel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uchihacest yay! NC-17 content:&lt;br /&gt;"Oh!... Aniki!" ("why am I always the bottom?" ):&lt; )&lt;br /&gt;"..." (Because you're not as powerful as me, little brother." *smirk*&lt;br /&gt;*gasp* "Don't stop, Aniki!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Aniki: big brother :p :p&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's not so wrong after all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115857494005917654?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115857494005917654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115857494005917654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115857494005917654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115857494005917654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/09/time-to-know-me-little-better.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115850104866532337</id><published>2006-09-17T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T21:55:57.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OKAY I AM SO GOING TO BUY VOL.7 :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt that after cbox worked properly again (it crashed), it multiplied twice in width and you finally tagged but you said "i preferred your old tagboard". ._. And it doesn't make sense that I tagged sth like "I am going to change the tagboard" after it crashed, and when it came back on twice its size and you thought I changed it BUT IT DOESN'T MATTER does it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew it didn't make sense when I dreamt of you anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;AND IT'S ALWAYS YOU AND ME&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ALWAYS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;AND FOREVER&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick go download You And Me Song by The Wannadies! I've decided I like Bossanova.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have gotten Candice addicted to My United States of Whatever. &amp;hearts;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115850104866532337?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115850104866532337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115850104866532337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115850104866532337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115850104866532337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/09/okay-i-am-so-going-to-buy-vol.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115838573291709993</id><published>2006-09-16T13:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T13:50:34.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*CHOKE*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*SPLUTTER*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*GAG*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YASUCHIKA HANINOZUKA... AND &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S-SATOSHI...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8O&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B-BROTHERS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is too much....too...cute...&lt;em&gt;too&lt;/em&gt;..cute...&lt;br /&gt;*pets Satoshi's head*&lt;br /&gt;I've just had 1000x more love for Hani. not like I don't &lt;em&gt;already &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; him. &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AJSKNFKLSDNGK;DFJSBS';PS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OURAN HIGH VOLUME 7 IS &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; MINE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115838573291709993?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115838573291709993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115838573291709993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115838573291709993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115838573291709993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/09/choke-splutter-gag-yasuchika.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115833843870035007</id><published>2006-09-16T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T00:40:38.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I JUST HAD TO COPY THIS. I COULDN'T RESIST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who don't watch Naruto will NEVER understand this. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Crouch = Kimimaro&lt;br /&gt;  Ron = Lee&lt;br /&gt;  Draco = Gaara&lt;br /&gt;  Harry = Naruto&lt;br /&gt;  Voldemort = Orochimaru&lt;br /&gt;  Wormtail = Kabuto (predictable enough?)&lt;br /&gt;  (set somewhere in the Sasuke Retrieval Arc where Lee fights Kimimaro)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;and Crouch is all I FLICK MY TONGUE AT YOU&lt;br /&gt;and Ron's all DUDE THAT'S FUCKING CREEPY but I'll kick your arse anyway&lt;br /&gt;and all of a sudden Draco turns up and he's all I WILL BEAT MR CROUCH&lt;br /&gt;and Ron's all OH SHIT WHEN DID YOU STOP BEING EVIL&lt;br /&gt;and Draco's like WELL AFTER HARRY SHOUTED AT ME I SUPPOSE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so they fight Crouch and Crouch is sort of winning but then he dies from his mysterious terminal illness (which might have been given to him by a jealous Wormtail, Voldemort's right-hand man who betrayed the good guys for the sake of his evil master).&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more @&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://squeakyorm.livejournal.com/286563.html"&gt;http://squeakyorm.livejournal.com/286563.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115833843870035007?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115833843870035007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115833843870035007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115833843870035007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115833843870035007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-just-had-to-copy-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115816740010919142</id><published>2006-09-14T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T21:43:14.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another (mostly) 213 post</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I was just reading my sec1 blog, takkaire @ lj, and decided I don't sound very different from last year. I often stole the lingo of whom I deemed "cool people", but now I've stopped. It's probably not very obvious from the two blogs, but I think I've grown up, even if just a little bit.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't think I've ever said this in class (I forgot even when I had the chance to), but I like 213 because -aside from Mangamania x)- it's changed people. I've seen how classmates from 112 have become different to some extent in 213, and they (the changes) are definitely more positive than negative. Maybe they never became different, they just opened up. Anyway school life is better than ever, what with the new groupings (though we talk too much sometimes) and Junior Warheads craze. xD Today alone I've discovered how I never really sleep in class as much as I am tempted to, because 213's constant amusement keeps me awake, Ms Lim's (new) loathing for Warheads, and the entire class' attraction to (very heavy) rain. Though to chanel and I it's just um. the sky moaning and producing white liquid. Yes it's meant to sound wrong, so don't ask. And yes, like stella, this class is what I go to school for. When emma goes I'll definitely, definitely miss her, contrary to chanel's incessant crapping in _. ...with persuasion, I'm thinking about joining the team for Netball Carn (even though I have something against it from last year and I don't know if we're allowed to change jobs), but I'd do it because I want to play for 213.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our time left as a class currently stands at approximately two months. I think. And it doesn't help that time always seems to be passing so bloody fast this term (wtf it's friday already) and especially last term. I want to snail along Term 4.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm screwed over. Twice. One because I can't absorb anything during Geog lessons and I'm aiming for a 4.0. Two because I have no affinity with Lit, and Lit is definitely going to pull my eoy GPA down to some extent. Very good. This isn't relevant, but I'm starting to actually like PE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EILEEN WORK ON YOUR FIELDING.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And you know, because I am so bored and all,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;List your current six favorite songs and then tag six other people to do the same in their journal.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Quando, Quando, Quando - Michael Buble (feat. Nelly Furtado)&lt;br /&gt;(I can never stress enough on how much I love his voice.)&lt;br /&gt;2. Learning to Breathe - Switchfoot&lt;br /&gt;3. Who Knew - Pink&lt;br /&gt;4. Sexy Back - Justin Timberlake (feat. Timbaland)&lt;br /&gt;5. Hey Miss Hilton - The Penfifteen Club&lt;br /&gt;6. Going Home - Shiro Sagisu&lt;br /&gt;(Bleach bg music... consider it my ALL-TIME favourite.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag... everyone on my linkage!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I need to find my Alter Bridge cd. :/ I'm going to sleep.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115816740010919142?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115816740010919142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115816740010919142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115816740010919142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115816740010919142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/09/another-mostly-213-post.html' title='another (mostly) 213 post'/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115816219882302685</id><published>2006-09-13T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T23:48:04.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NOTE: this was supposed to be posted last night, but my internet got cut off. &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw before I forget I know this will sound very stoopit but&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU EVERYONE WHO SAID THAT MY HAIR IS NICE.&lt;br /&gt;No kidding. I didn't expect any positive comments at all man. When I went to school on friday I was bloody scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok and because I was bored (chanel gave up on me for Artemis Fowl: some friend!), I thought a little prep for OBS wouldn't hurt, so I went to Tami's blog and rummaged through her archives and found her OBS post. AND TOOK NOTES.&lt;br /&gt;I told you I was bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Don't overpack bcos you'll be rewearing most of your clothes.&lt;br /&gt;- Bring lots of extra socks.&lt;br /&gt;- Bring a book to read at the jetty LOLOL&lt;br /&gt;- Take the bottom bunk at the corner of the campsite (for Camp 1). xD&lt;br /&gt;- Tami's OBS post is damn funny. Bob Until Stupid hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because Tami was &lt;em&gt;so noble and all&lt;/em&gt;, she posted tips for OBS from the seniors xD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Bring clothes and shoes that you want to throw away.(Don't laugh at me when you see me then in some super fugly shirt with mismatched shorts ok.)&lt;br /&gt;- Bring your own cup.&lt;br /&gt;- Bring an inflatable pillow.&lt;br /&gt;- Don't wash your cutlery with sand. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;- Don't when kayaking think capsizing so fun then go and capsize unnecessarily.&lt;br /&gt;(sheesh this sounds like the kind of thing I would do.)&lt;br /&gt;- Bring sunblock.&lt;br /&gt;(Oh yeah if I tan somemore you guys might not recognise me when I come back. Oh wait most of you will chaotah with me anyway.)&lt;br /&gt;- Detox before you leave for OBS, because the toilets there (or lackof) consist of bushes and um, according to Cheryl, A PIECE OF LAND THAT IS RESERVED FOR PEEING/OTHER BIZNEZ.&lt;br /&gt;(This is really damn gross. After multiple usages the land will be saturated with pee.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On hindsight I am so boliao la wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this year's OBS is partly organised by some sec2s for their SL project, and they promised that they would make it "more fun and enjoyable", so WE COUNTING ON YOU PEOPLE AH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this whole buzz about the Sea expedition being better than the Land expedition, though I still don't really know how the watch (group) thing works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Anis: "I know many girls have asked Mr Kenneth Tan about this, but I think we'll really like to what happens when the girls have their period during OBS."&lt;br /&gt;Entire hall of sec2s: O_o OMGWTF(bbq).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/1600/24pwk5x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/320/24pwk5x.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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 well since guys read my blog I don't want to elaborate on that idea anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There are no power points for hair-dryers and other appliances in the rooms. There is also no air-conditioning. Telephone calls will not be entertained except in emergencies."&lt;br /&gt;WHITE LIES! They forgot to add that there'll be very high possibilities of students using uh, natural lavatories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who sleepwalk or have a certain degree of Scoliosis aren't allowed to go!Even though the OBS handout makes it sound like Bootcamp, and after hearing all those funny/stupid/embarrassing stories of past OBS experiences from seniors and friends, I'm still really looking forward to OBS. Seriously if I had to miss OBS because I had Scoliosis (I do but only to a slight degree, thank god), I'll cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random: IMAGINE DRACO SMIRKING IN A SUIT AHHHHHHHH :D:D:D *GLOMPS*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115816219882302685?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115816219882302685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115816219882302685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115816219882302685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115816219882302685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/09/note-this-was-supposed-to-be-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115807166036243165</id><published>2006-09-12T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T22:34:20.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I LOVE SLOW SONGS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I don't like pop/mainstream music, it's just that I really prefer slow songs to anything else. They're (much) harder to get sick of, and too much pop  seriously screws with your mood. Though those pop/punk (boy)bands claim that they aren't "just like any other band", they really are. &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iTunes needs a music sweep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's crazy over the new Artemis Fowl book! O_O People like chanel and geri have inspired me to read books all over again. like, books (not manga. though i've learnt more chinese from reading manga than from HCL lessons.) I feel so sad when they read thickthick books beside me and I [try not to] read Ouran High. And I want to re-start Artemis Fowl. I read the first book + half of second book bcos I had to return them, and funny, I don't remember anything from them. I always stop halfway in books -.-&lt;br /&gt;Come to think about it, I'm very picky about books. &gt;_&gt; I don't like most of the books I've read, and when I don't like the book I read it halfway and stop. includes and The Da Vinci Code (don't argue with it, I really thought it sucked). When I like it I can be so engrossed in it I'll finish it in a day or two.--&gt; considered fast cos I read damn slowly compared to most people. I think it's a bad habit cos I stopped Naruto at chapter 2 actually cos I hated the art and thought it was boring, and didn't continue until chanel insisted it was good. and now I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess Bleach's one of those few things I like from the start. I finished 6 volumes straight the first time I read it. And I controlled myself to read one every day after that bcos then it'll last my Dec hols longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now no new Naruto/Bleach manga (still restraining myself from reading online...) so I'm saving Ouran High 7 (last new manga!) for later. I should really get back to reading books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ramble on so much! I'm amazed that you've read until here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now starting from where I'd left off in The Subtle Knife longlong time ago. O_O I had to return the book last time, so I didn't manage to finish it. Then I just found a copy in my bro's room which was borrowed from TLL (and obviously ages overdue. Maybe TLL forgot.) Shit la this book is so nice I can't believe I stopped halfway. &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am damn stupid bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115807166036243165?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115807166036243165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115807166036243165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115807166036243165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115807166036243165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-love-slow-songs.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115797637143442955</id><published>2006-09-11T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T20:06:11.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I NEED NEW MUSIC ITUNES IS GETTING BORING. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fch's music meme is damn bloody funny hahahaha KEYBOARD SMASH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Describe your mind.&lt;br /&gt;American Idiot - Green Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What about your honeymoon?&lt;br /&gt;Troublesome '96 - Tupac&lt;br /&gt;(ah so shikamaru O_O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What will you be famous for?&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Fucker - South Park&lt;br /&gt;(HAHAHAHAHA SG'S NEXT ANNABEL CHONG xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Will you achieve your goals?&lt;br /&gt;No more birds - mr brown&lt;br /&gt;(LOL LOL WTF *pervy strikes again*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha this meme sucks. cos the music player does it for you. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did about 2 more memes (one Naruto one :D) but if I post some more I'll irritate the shit outta you, so next time :p memes are soooo addictive they boost your ego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being random is the In thing now, because I say so:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/1600/10225682.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/320/10225682.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooowee chibi Itachi! DAAAAAAAHR. *spasms*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115797637143442955?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115797637143442955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115797637143442955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115797637143442955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115797637143442955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-need-new-music-itunes-is-getting.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115789209958438320</id><published>2006-09-10T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T23:48:00.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;IT'S MY FAULT, IT SOMEHOW ALWAYS IS.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cadbury Twirl is damn nice! It beats Duplo and Kinder Bueno and whatever bcos it's just Timeout without the wafer. And I dig Timeout. It pwns Emma's oral experience. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to hug something now. Or read Bleach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Resist, resist.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking at bleach_icons now and I'm like !@#$%^&amp;* SHIT I MISS IT SO MUCH. I want to kill Chuangyi. D: I'll take over it in the future or something, that is, if I don't already co-own Chanello Condoms by 25.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;GOD SHE'S IRRITATING.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because _'s pissing my guts off and memes always give me something else (aka myself) to think about, and because I don't have to respond to this meme (something else does), AND because Fik's completed meme was HELLA FUNNEH,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Turn on Windows Media Player/Winamp/whatever you use as an MP3 player and put it in shuffle mode. For every question, press "next song". Enter title to answer the question.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope iTunes isn't being a bitch. It keeps playing the same songs &lt;em&gt;in the same order&lt;/em&gt; even though it's set to Shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. How does the world see me?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such Great Heights - The Postal Service&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well then the rest of the world must be short.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Will I have a happy life?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Way You Move - Outkast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;whaaaaat?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. What do my friends really think of me?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where'd You Go - Fort Minor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;O_O Am I such a lousy friend?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Do people secretly lust after me?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paid My Dues - Anastacia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't even like this song! So presumably, no.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. How can you be happy?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every Other Time - LFO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"But when I think about it,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm so in love with her"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be in love?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. What should I do with my life?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mountain a Go Go Two - Captain Straydum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wtf I don't even know what this means. Jap songs = bad english.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Why must life be so full of pain?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanging by a Moment - Lifehouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because nothing's permanent?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Will I ever have children?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El Tango De Roxanne - Ewan McGregor &amp;amp; Jose Feliciano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yay I like this song :D But it doesn't explain whether I'll have children.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random: Sasuke's time-skip outfit as a fashion disaster. D: But I get to see his chest muscles so um. :D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Will I die happy?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over and Over Again - Nelly (feat. Tim McGraw)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll take it as a yes. +)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. What is some good advice for me?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tempted to Touch - Rupee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;NOOOOOOOO NEVAAAAAAAH D:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. What is happiness?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sugar, We're Going Down - Fall Out Boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't get the song. ):&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. What's my favorite fetish?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hei Se Mao Yi - Jay Chou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't own one. -_-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. How will I be remembered?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guilty - Blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;WTF. ;____;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. What is your love life like?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Special Two - Missy Higgins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is related but it doesn't tell me anything. :/ Oh wait maybe it means- I don't know what it means. Someone tell me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We can only see each other&lt;br /&gt;We'll bleed together&lt;br /&gt;Our hands will not be torn."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;zomg bloody.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. What's your life motto?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any Way You Want It - Journey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;HELL YEAH! :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. What do your parents think of you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ming Ming Hen Ai Ni - Liang Jing Ru &amp; Ping Guan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;O rly? (But I guess it's good to assume.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17.What's your favorite hobby?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kryptonite - Three Doors Down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Uh. I liked Superman Returns... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;I like the song. ^^ (still it doesn't say anything about fangirling!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. What does your best friend really think of you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't Help Falling In Love - UB40 Various&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Haha I knew it. :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. What's the worst thing about you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here Without You - Three Doors Down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Twice my iTunes has said I'm not there for people who need me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20. Describe your mind.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathe (2 AM) - Anna Nalick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yay I love this song. &amp;amp;hearts; I'm calm in strange situations? Don't think so.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Or it could mean it's wonky because of lack of sleep. :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21. How will you die?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With you - Jessica Simpson&lt;br /&gt;With who omg. O_O And s'about time I deleted this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22. How does your crush feel about you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy Little Thing Called Love - Queen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;this song is love love love. Haha I don't have one now but whoever it is is crazy about me, lawlz!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23. What is your wedding going to be like?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's The One - Robbie Williams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;YES ALL THE NICE SONGS ARE FLOODING IN :D erm does that imply it's going to be romantic? Or perhaps the marriage is going to last.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24. What about your honeymoon?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jigga What/Faint - Jay Z/Linkin Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's gonna be mashed up. Yep.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25. Describe the last day of your life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do You Want To - Franz Ferdinand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll die not knowing whether I want to die or not. &gt;_&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26. Why does life suck?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sanctuary - Simon Webbe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But it's saying life doesn't! O_O Same problem as fik, lol.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27. Why does life rule?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better Man - Robbie Williams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because I'll be in love? Yeah probably, when that happens.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28. What will you be famous for?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool - Gwen Stefani&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAHA FAMOUS FOR BEING COOL TAKE THAT BITCHEZ! All of you are so lame.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29. What's the craziest thing you'll ever do?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like U - Bow Wow feat. Ciara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Imitate someone? No way that's so not crazy lor. -_-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30. Will you achieve your goals?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't Look Back In Anger - Oasis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think that means yes, and that I won't regret them. &gt;_&gt; LYK, DUH.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;31. What will your future job be like?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Houki Boshi - Younha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*is reminded of Bleach again ):* I'll be an astronaut (since Houki Boshi means shooting stars or sth liddat).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;32. And your party life?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who Am I - Casting Crowns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gee, someone will spike my drink and I won't be able to remember my identity.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;33. Overall, will you be happy?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are You Gonna Be My Girl - Jet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This meme is no fun I don't get half the answers. ):&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Or will you just deal with it?&lt;br /&gt;Mandy - Westlife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;SHEESH I GIVE UP.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;): It doesn't produce funny results like fik's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115789209958438320?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115789209958438320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115789209958438320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115789209958438320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115789209958438320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-my-fault-it-somehow-always-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115781489642622078</id><published>2006-09-09T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T23:14:57.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just found a third person to live with us! (in response to one of the questions in the meme.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOO CHUAN HONG WOULD YOU WANT TO LIVE WITH CHANEL AND I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf forget it. xD though it'll be damn interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just thinking.. won't everyone go their separate ways after JC? Different unis and stuff to pursue their major :/ Gaaaah. I don't have an idea what I want to be in the future so I'm kind of shitted. I don't think I want to be a doctor though. Which is sad cos chanel's aiming for John Hopkins. ): But aiyah I dunno la.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115781489642622078?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115781489642622078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115781489642622078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115781489642622078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115781489642622078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-just-found-third-person-to-live-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115780339149127477</id><published>2006-09-09T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T20:03:11.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHO LOCKS UP MY INTERNET ACCESS THEN GOES FOR FACIAL FOR 4 HOURS WHEN I SAVED THIS SATURDAY FOR BIO PT????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KNS I spent the 4-5 hours watching Naruto/Ouran and trying to draw a comic-me for the Bio PT comic and Sai's eyes. Kishimoto is a genius Naruto eyes look simple but they're damn hard to draw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have tuition tomorrow no time to do Bio PT. HOW FUCKING GREAT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115780339149127477?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115780339149127477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115780339149127477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115780339149127477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115780339149127477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/09/who-locks-up-my-internet-access-then.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115773456367368149</id><published>2006-09-08T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T00:56:03.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was itching to do a meme. Koped from chanel who koped from me longlong time ago. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;If there is one thing I can't stand&lt;/strong&gt; it's how people can't stand how much I rule.&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;I love it when&lt;/strong&gt; I eat or sleep or fangirl.&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;My boyfriend/girlfriend is&lt;/strong&gt; UCHIHA SASUKE. Emo never looked so good.&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;My best friend(s) is&lt;/strong&gt; Chanel Lee Seol Hee&lt;s&gt;; sleepy (she hung up on me in MSN without going offline wth), weird, loserish, damn cool(like Shino xD), damn smart, weird, funky!, slow, quick, funny, weird, pervy, damn pervy, fangirl :D The list could go on forever.. but I choose to stop. :p&lt;/s&gt; because she is Chanel Lee Seol Hee.&lt;br /&gt;(GUESS WHAT CHANEL WROTE: eileen ng yi lin aka future-famous-writer aka co-owner of chanello condoms.)--&gt; wtf xDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;I love my family because&lt;/strong&gt; we share The Food.&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;strong&gt;When I first met my best friend&lt;/strong&gt; I was in NYPS 4N in this group called Doraemon. (LMAO) She was the Science rep (til today) and let me &lt;s&gt;abuse&lt;/s&gt; doodle on the Science noticeboard. x)&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;strong&gt;I've never&lt;/strong&gt; acted in a Harry Potter movie. ):&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;strong&gt;I would never dislike someone who&lt;/strong&gt; makes me laugh. (if you don't want an answer like "someone who is him/herself".)&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;strong&gt;One really good piece of advice someone has ever given me was &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Don't swear!" ...&lt;/em&gt;Uh huh.&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;strong&gt;If/When I get married&lt;/strong&gt; I want to sleep when I get back to my room. Consummation or whatever can wait. Weddings are damn tiring.&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;strong&gt;If/When I get married, our first dance will be to&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;strong&gt;If I could live ANYWHERE in the world,&lt;/strong&gt; it'd be Blk 6__ Yishun St 61 #10-288 (S)7606__. Or New York City.&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;strong&gt;My dream house is located &lt;/strong&gt;next to a beach. But I'll never live there because I scared of tsunami.&lt;br /&gt;14. &lt;strong&gt;My top five favorite bands are&lt;/strong&gt; Linkin Park, Coldplay, Queen, Oasis and ABBA.&lt;br /&gt;15. &lt;strong&gt;My top five favorite singers are&lt;/strong&gt; Jason Mraz, Pink, the lead singer from Queen (I forgot his name), Jay Chou and Robbie Williams.&lt;br /&gt;16. &lt;strong&gt;One N'Sync song I actually like is&lt;/strong&gt; "I Drive Myself Crazy". I think. I don't know N'Sync songs are one of those one-time things that never stay.&lt;br /&gt;17. &lt;strong&gt;One Britney Spears song I can tolerate and can actually admit to liking is&lt;/strong&gt; "Brave New World". Seriously, she's not that bad what!&lt;br /&gt;18. &lt;strong&gt;I crave&lt;/strong&gt; instant noodles. But no eating 3 hours before sleeping. ):&lt;br /&gt;19. &lt;strong&gt;Disney movies&lt;/strong&gt; are nice!&lt;br /&gt;20. &lt;strong&gt;Johnny Depp&lt;/strong&gt; is good but Tom Hanks is better.&lt;br /&gt;21. &lt;strong&gt;Milla Jokavich&lt;/strong&gt; is that person from that zombie movie? Can't remember what it was called. :/&lt;br /&gt;22. &lt;strong&gt;When I turn/turned 21 the first thing I did/will do was/is&lt;/strong&gt; to watch some R21 movie? I guess. And you guys have to treat me. :D&lt;br /&gt;23. &lt;strong&gt;I'm in love with&lt;/strong&gt; Ichigo. And Sasuke. And Renji. And Nej- STOP.&lt;br /&gt;24. &lt;strong&gt;I could eat&lt;/strong&gt; anything that isn't alive.&lt;br /&gt;25. &lt;strong&gt;Four friends I would love to live with are&lt;/strong&gt; Chanel, someone loud (filled by me already though), someone funny (filled by Chanel already though) and someone to knock sense into us on a constant basis.&lt;br /&gt;26. &lt;strong&gt;My mother&lt;/strong&gt; can carry out 100 missions at once. Take that, Kakashi.&lt;br /&gt;27. Spirited Away and The Incredibles &lt;strong&gt;are the best movies ever.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Geylang &lt;strong&gt;is the best place to eat out&lt;/strong&gt; because the food just rocks. Plus bonus eye candy for pervies.&lt;br /&gt;29. &lt;strong&gt;If I were famous&lt;/strong&gt;, the press would hate me. I would have no scandals!&lt;br /&gt;30. &lt;strong&gt;One person, alive or dead, I would like to meet would be&lt;/strong&gt; Rock Lee. YOSH!!&lt;br /&gt;31. &lt;strong&gt;The one person I've learned the most from in my life is&lt;/strong&gt; my mother. 32. &lt;strong&gt;I wish I could be more like&lt;/strong&gt; Rock Lee.&lt;br /&gt;33. &lt;strong&gt;I wish I was&lt;/strong&gt; slimmer. Sorry that's just me. x)&lt;br /&gt;34. &lt;strong&gt;The first person who ever broke my heart is&lt;/strong&gt; Lee when he was injured and doing one-handed push-ups. READ NARUTO.&lt;br /&gt;35. &lt;strong&gt;I can't believe&lt;/strong&gt; I'm dead sleepy and still not asleep yet.&lt;br /&gt;36. &lt;strong&gt;I have lived in&lt;/strong&gt; 2 places in Sg.&lt;br /&gt;37.&lt;strong&gt; Love is&lt;/strong&gt; ... a beeg concept. Whatever I got tired of answering these things.&lt;br /&gt;38. &lt;strong&gt;Seeing&lt;/strong&gt; anime/manga girl characters who get too much love (from the people around them) makes me jealous. &gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;39. &lt;strong&gt;I look&lt;/strong&gt; sleepy. Damn sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;40. &lt;strong&gt;The Olsen twins&lt;/strong&gt; are... what?&lt;br /&gt;41. &lt;strong&gt;The one thing I feel like right now is&lt;/strong&gt; SLEEPY. WTF. I want to sink into my pillow and &lt;s&gt;boob-&lt;/s&gt;grab all my stuffed toys and wrap my legs around the bolster.&lt;br /&gt;.42. &lt;strong&gt;This one time my friends and I&lt;/strong&gt; went to Johor Bahru and saw a green hairy ass on our lunch table.&lt;br /&gt;43. &lt;strong&gt;The last time I cried&lt;/strong&gt; I was thinking about the possibility of the death of a friend. (TOUCH WOOD.) I had watery eyes. Oh wait I just yawned and teared, does that count?&lt;br /&gt;44. &lt;strong&gt;I am very in need of&lt;/strong&gt; my fucking sleep.&lt;br /&gt;45. &lt;strong&gt;I wish things were&lt;/strong&gt; simpler.&lt;br /&gt;46. &lt;strong&gt;Love is&lt;/strong&gt; I think I did this before.&lt;br /&gt;47. &lt;strong&gt;My dad&lt;/strong&gt; passed me some of his genes?&lt;br /&gt;48.&lt;strong&gt; I regret&lt;/strong&gt; not being hardworking, sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;49. &lt;strong&gt;I wish things REALLY are&lt;/strong&gt; 45!! Go to hell, you stupid meme.&lt;br /&gt;50. &lt;strong&gt;I need&lt;/strong&gt; 44. It just gets stupider and stupider.&lt;br /&gt;51. &lt;strong&gt;I want&lt;/strong&gt; to be rich in the future. Really.&lt;br /&gt;52. &lt;strong&gt;I've always loved&lt;/strong&gt; drawing.&lt;br /&gt;53. &lt;strong&gt;I can't handle&lt;/strong&gt; lackofsleep. GOODNIGHT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115773456367368149?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115773456367368149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115773456367368149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115773456367368149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115773456367368149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-was-itching-to-do-meme.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115772366342672333</id><published>2006-09-08T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T21:54:23.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I described the dango correctly. They ARE tangyuan (those without filling) + red bean topping. And they're damn nice. Japs eat it as a snack they are so healthy. O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to school today. ._. I was freaking out about what people would say about The Hair before school and I reached KS Chee late. but er, someone didn't notice. =) And I got alot of positive comments about my hair, thanks people. x) But I think it's PONG and I'm still going to grow my hair abit longer before I maintain that length lol. Watched two versions of R&amp;J and discovered that first Juliet has big boobs and the second one (who's older and less whiny) has A-cups. Poor Leonardo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw sorry Chua Si Min I pangseh you go cut hair! D: I didn't know you wanted to cut together and I'd decided to cut while I was free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the R&amp;J screening I went to chanel's house to... what did we do? I remember bathing then changing into her clothes and then trying to pull off poser looks with our hair in front of her bathroom mirror. And I got myself Paul Twohill for a friend. O_O I watched half of Advent Children over lunch. Although I didn't get half the plot (info-floods just don't work on me), I LOVE RENO AKHOFH90HWNLNS29Y. His voice is more Shikamaru-like than Kadaj! and he's lousy. x) But he's a funny idiot, and I &lt;s&gt;like&lt;/s&gt;love funny idiots. Vincent's damn cool ahhhhhh. 8D he's unintentionally funny Kadaj's gang is unintentionally funny THEY ARE ALL UNINTENTIONALLY FUNNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T LIKE CLOUD. SISSYFACE. SO THERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rahrah DENZEL IS SHOTA-LOVE! xDxDxD he's so cuddly. I just want to ruffle his hair %^&amp;*. I am such a paedophile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so smart la finally get to go to Sunshine Plaza ANIME MERCHANDISE PARADISE then never bring money. I got myself Sasuke, Neji and Itachi figurines and an Ichigo/Renji fan. No not me I meant a hand-held fan. It features Ichigo and Renji in BANKAI MODE TAKE THAT. I need to open the windows. But wait it's a fan I can drive away the hotness. Oh the irony. *_*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; THE ITACHI FIGURINE IS DAMN GOOD HE IS SO SEXY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I owe chanel $21.20. Have you paid me for the beancurd?? (Rochor Rd beancurd leh mai siao siao. :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITACHI IS SO SEXY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115772366342672333?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115772366342672333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115772366342672333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115772366342672333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115772366342672333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-described-dango-correctly.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115763593945274765</id><published>2006-09-07T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T21:32:19.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went out today with my mum and brother. Realised how much my bro's matured. ^^ &lt;s&gt;Maybe RI forced something into him.&lt;/s&gt; (I'd rather credit myself than the school.) Or hopefully he's growing up. x) Sometimes I think he's actually like that just that I piss him off too. Sorry, the Sister in Eileen has emerged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short, I don't feel embarrassed when I'm out with him anymore. He even treated me to Japanese pancake&lt;s&gt;, lawlz!&lt;/s&gt;. O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mini foodfair at the Japanese supermarket at Isetan was so... yummy. I don't know how else to put it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I BOUGHT DANGO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're round things like tang yuan with red bean topping. They look niiiice. Its like the favourite food of alot of Naruto characters hahaha. And I finally get to try it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um I haven't eaten it yet. Food review later haha. I also bought some fried prawn and scallop thingys which are DAMN GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE EVERYTHING JAPANESE from food to music to language to fashion to pop culture. and duh, there's always the manga. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SWEAR&lt;br /&gt;WHEN I BLOODY GO JAPAN I WILL NOT BRING TOO MUCH MOOLAH SO THAT I CAN GO THERE AGAIN AND AGAIN AND AGAIN. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wants to bring me? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a haircut. *_* Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was getting sick of my old hair, and after talking to larissa and simin last night I decided well why not... After the first cut (yes I went for a second one.. but later. Focus on the first cut. &gt;_&gt;) I decided I didn't want to have a tiny ponytail (or "paintbrush", as chanel calls it) cos it was going to be too troublesome. So I went back 10 mins after I left the salon and er. was too engrossed reading the closing chapters of Naruto vol. 33 (I BOUGHT IT!! I FINALLY FRIGGIN BOUGHT IT!!!!!!) so I didn't notice what the hairdresser was doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now it's a bit too short. A liiittle bit too short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;err. I know you all are dying to see it. but I don't have a camera with me now so... rg people can see it tomorrow. while others... too bad :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;try Ichimaru Gin. xD for people who don't even know what he looks like... even better you don't have to imagine my face cropped with his hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok la it's not thaaaat short. If I Just that the side parting and stuff reminded of him. But his face is longer. AND he's cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forget it you didn't read that..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least my hair takes 5 mins to dry now. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115763593945274765?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115763593945274765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115763593945274765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115763593945274765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115763593945274765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/09/went-out-today-with-my-mum-and-brother.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115756020790399615</id><published>2006-09-07T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T00:47:43.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes it really just hits you in the face how sudden they come and go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the the maid who fell out of my aunt's HDB block, the 14-year-old boy who died in a car crash after he survived cancer, the old lady in Chanel's block, and finally, Yew Zhi Hao,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please Rest In Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115756020790399615?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115756020790399615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115756020790399615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115756020790399615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115756020790399615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/09/sometimes-it-really-just-hits-you-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115737988118130877</id><published>2006-09-04T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T22:24:41.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok the turtle thing is getting on my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yknow, the whole IF-YOU-RESPECT-STEVE-IRWIN-PUT-A-TURTLE-IN-FRONT-OF-YOUR-NICK thing? Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys. GUYS. If you jumped on that bandwagon, YOU ARE SO FREAKING LAME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know Steve Irwin's renowned for being a conservationist/saviour/host of Crocodile Hunter, but he was best remembered as The CROCODILE Guy and his antics with dangerous reptiles! Wtf why ruin his name with a friggin &lt;em&gt;TURTLE&lt;/em&gt;?? A turtle's... just so friggin lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIZ! CHUAN HONG! PHOEBE! RAASH! YOU ARE MY FRIENDS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, everyone put a Green Turtle in front of their nicks quickly! Or even better, BEHIND, so it won't be so EYE-CATCHING! (and if you think that by doing that you are being considerate to others who don't want to see the stupid turtle, SCREW YOU.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i had something witty to say but i forgot. :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115737988118130877?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115737988118130877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115737988118130877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115737988118130877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115737988118130877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/09/ok-turtle-thing-is-getting-on-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115719860620355583</id><published>2006-09-02T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T13:12:06.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love calculator</title><content type='html'>I was reading thomas's blog and thinking about &lt;a href="http://www.lovecalculator.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(that lame site everyone was obsessing over in p5)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. So i was like, hey... why not? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So at my cousin's house (which explained my sudden going-offlines; not that i don't do that usually anyway) chanel and I started messing around with "Doctor Love", hopefully trying to discover our Partner For Life. But things always don't turn out to be what they seem, do they? -.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off I was veryveryvery happy. With &lt;a href="http://www.lovecalculator.com/love.php?name1=eileen&amp;name2=ichigo"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(this)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. xDDD hahahaha girls (and guys) out there feel free to be jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lovecalculator.com/love.php?name1=eileen+ng&amp;amp;name2=hirako+shinji"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(this)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Need I say more? Everybody loves the vaizards. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.lovecalculator.com/love.php?name1=eileen+ng&amp;name2=otori+kyouya"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(this)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;TAKE THAT, CHANEL. IN YOUR FACE. &gt;:) His glare belongs to me. &amp;hearts; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/1600/036.6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/400/036.5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/1600/kyouya113_cowgirl_ed763.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/400/kyouya113_cowgirl_ed763.4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/1600/037.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/400/037.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lovecalculator.com/love.php?name1=eileen+ng&amp;name2=ero+sennin"&gt;(this)&lt;/a&gt; too. which is really quite funny. x) but chanel pwns mine, she got 10% more. ABSOLUTE CRACK, DYOU KNOW HOW HIGH THAT IS. (Don't be too happy; it's just more proof of your perverseness. &gt;_&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as if that's not enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lovecalculator.com/love.php?name1=eileen+ng&amp;name2=rock+lee"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(!!!!OMG!!!!!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;--&gt; looooooove. :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;*nuzzles green spandex*&lt;br /&gt;which reminds me that chanel and I have to meet up to get our lee/gaara stamps which we bought on ebay. WOMAN! does this sunday sound good to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lovecalculator.com/love.php?name1=eileen+ng&amp;amp;name2=sabaku+no+gaara"&gt;(This is seriously not bad ok.)&lt;/a&gt; But he belongs to Lee. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad to say, I have no luck with Uchihas ): or Hyuugas ): ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw I was suanning chanel like mad above to make up for my patronising in the previous post (I refuse to call it "complimenting" =)). What now? The (Na)retard isn't replying me on msn. Perhaps she died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;213 YOU WANNA KNOW THE FUNNIEST SHIT EVER??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lovecalculator.com/love.php?name1=alison+pua&amp;amp;name2=buttered+corn"&gt;CLICK HERE.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA sorry private joke. xD *sniggers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(HAHAHAHAHAHA.) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115719860620355583?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115719860620355583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115719860620355583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115719860620355583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115719860620355583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/09/love-calculator.html' title='love calculator'/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115716800043731189</id><published>2006-09-02T11:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T11:37:20.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rant post on online bleach chapters</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;It. is. taking. me. EVERY. SINGLE. FRIGGIN. BIT. of my WILL POWER to REFRAIN FROM READING BLEACH ONLINE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH SCREW YOU BLEACHEXILE&lt;br /&gt;for putting up this thumbnail of hot, hot, hot, hot (HOTHOTHOT) Ichigo. from Chapter 241. (fuck!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe how slow the published manga is! It's &lt;em&gt;crawling&lt;/em&gt; in volumes. New chapters are coming out every week, dammit! I crave for more Renji! More Shinji! MORE ICHIGO. (and more Ichigo/Orihime :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen spoiler icons. &gt;_&gt; and TRUST ME THERE IS ABSOLUTE CONCRETE PROOF OF ICHIGO/ORIHIME :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, I was at Bleachexile downloading vol. 6-10 so I could burn all of them into a CD to distribute around 213 (so they won't have to take the trouble of downloading chapter by chapter online! --&gt; Chanel's ingenious plan). I am so freaking nice. T-T (&lt;-- you're crying cos you're moved by my actions.) The thing was, Chanel ingeniously got Candice, Nat and Liz to watch Bleach at Candice's house. (I contributed partly cos I burned eps 1-4 for Candice in like, term 1? =) Candice didn't know how to open it. &gt;_&gt;) Chanel is such a genius! And I should quit patronising!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I opened chapter 1. and started reading and reading and reading. All over again. You know what? Even though I said the art was shitty in the first few volumes, it really isn't. The faces are just more angular and Kubo Tite just hadn't invented the Perfect Eyes yet. (even Chanel could agree with me on this one!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE BLEACH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;more than anything else, even Naruto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115716800043731189?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115716800043731189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115716800043731189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115716800043731189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115716800043731189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/09/rant-post-on-online-bleach-chapters.html' title='rant post on online bleach chapters'/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115710749811226118</id><published>2006-09-01T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T18:44:58.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The 40-Year-Old Virgin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's vulgar, hilarious and offensive. Double emphasis on "offensive".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like the gayest shit I've watched since... I don't know, The Land Before Time. [edit] pun not intended [/edit]. Now I know why it's NC16.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUYS SHOULDN'T WATCH IT! &gt;:l&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115710749811226118?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115710749811226118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115710749811226118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115710749811226118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115710749811226118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/09/40-year-old-virgin.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115703855074986240</id><published>2006-08-31T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T14:54:13.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I LIKE THEIR LEGS. ARRRRGH&lt;a href="mailto:ARRRRGH@!#$^&amp;*kw9yu9qw4289"&gt;@!#$^&amp;amp;*kw9yu9qw4289&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid la why are guys skinny when they're supposed to be muscular and girls fat when they need to be slim! what kind of logic is that! it's not the first time i'm wondering about this. it's not fair, siriuzly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all you guys with nice legs go and die la. &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RG teacher's day performance was pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NAOMI YOU WERE REALLY BRAVE. GOOD JOB! &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm the sec3 drama people did a mixture of modified Beatles songs (what dyou call a mixture of songs? -.-) which was really good cos it was acapella and good arrangements though they're not from choir. The same people've performed at past events before and they were, well, &lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt; good. and of course it was good also bcos it was Beatles, duh. There was this girl singing a few songs for the teachers with a band. It wasn't bad but I'm sorry to say she couldn't pull off Bring Me To Life by Evanescence. I mean it was a good attempt, but that song is reeeally difficult to sing... she didn't have the voice. The GB sec3s were CRACK. They put up an act imitating certain RG teachers *coughs* stranded on an island. I love the SS teacher hahahaha she is so goddamn funny. but the best performance that day was MR JOSEPH TOH singing Bridge Over Troubled Water. That guy can totally &lt;em&gt;sing&lt;/em&gt;, man. he even had fangirls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh I didn't get presents for anyone. I'm so sorry! I'm not creative enough to make last-minute presents like chanel and I didn't have time to buy them earlier. But I like our class presents! I don't know what Mutsu apples are but they are &lt;em&gt;friggin huge&lt;/em&gt;. and they cost like $3plus each lol. I'll just wish the teachers here though they won't read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mrs Mo:&lt;/strong&gt; Thanks for being such a &lt;em&gt;fantastic &lt;/em&gt;form teacher. 213 wouldn't be what it is now if you didn't change it. Thanks for always trying, and not giving up on our class then. You're a teacher, a counsellor, a (naggy/persistent/scary) mother and a friend. There's only one way to describe you... you're one of a kind, and Ocean's 13 will agree with me. x) Your geog lessons &lt;em&gt;rock&lt;/em&gt;, and that's prob the reason what it's doing in my sec3 subj combi. Don't teachers always tell students "you're a joy to teach"? Well you're a joy to... learn from (omglame!). Thank you so much and good luck for your 7th(?) driving test! xD&lt;br /&gt;much love, Eileen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mrs Lee:&lt;/strong&gt; If anyone's lucky enough to have the BEST Bio teacher in RGS, it's probably me(and my class), bcos I never liked science. Your teaching's partly the reason why I always look forward to Bio lessons (since sec1). (Bio homework's the only kind I enjoy doing) Even though I barely scraped a pass last year, you were there for me and&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;everyone knows that your patience kills that of other teachers, (though that really isn't a nice way of putting it :/ i dunno how else to). Thanks for bothering to clarify every single doubt and question students have, even if it means staying back after school, and once again, 213 is very, VERY lucky to have you. (of course you're lucky to have us too =) like duh =))&lt;br /&gt;sincerely, Eileen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only for these two teachers lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn't related... but &lt;strong&gt;I really really love 213. =)&lt;/strong&gt; I'll include the reasons in my sappy last-day-of-school post next time, which I'm frankly not looking forward too, bcos it'll just mean our time as a class will come to an end. (no more mangapool ): )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok end of sappiness. (doesn't this sentence just spoil the entire thing?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah I mentioned Physics right. I was (and still is..) fucking surprised with my results. 33/40 is like some kickass improvement from last year la. But SPA (9/15) pulled my overall down &gt;_&gt; my science score overall stands at 78% (since I got the same percentage for Chem wtf) talk about being suay... I need to score higher for Bio. and just about everything else bcos I am always like 1, 2% away from the next band. Dunno if it's just suay or what. it pisses me off. &gt;:l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to The Old School today. Realised I forgot like half the people in my batch. ._. Didn't really catch up on their lives, but crapped alot about height and stuff (damn you chanel) arrrgh the short people became tall, and the tall people became even taller. O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while I am still short. (average, according to thomas)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I thought the little gathering was quite productive. Met Pango and Huang laoshi! The teachers were the same, girls same (some taller, like Eli who is O___O) but the guys were not. More than half of them are taller than me, which is bad cos I used to be taller than them, and I agree with chanel about the stretching device. It's some mechanism installed in their bodies since birth which only activates when they hit puberty, stretching their faces downwards with utmost... force. Poor guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I owe huiyao a post on his voice bcos he said I didn't say anything about it last time. So this comes in here.&lt;br /&gt;Huiyao can't scream now, the poor guy. I rmb he used to be "OI PEOPLE! !@#$%^&amp;amp;*" in in 4N, 5N, 6N (I went there during recess) and in the bus. Esp in the bus. He magnifies the noise level like x100, so when he's absent the bus is... uncharacteristically quiet (even though there's still noise, contributed lovingly by the younger female version of huiyao called Rachel). ok no la. huiyao is less irritating. x) ooh I rmb how the bus uncle only liked huiyao, my bro and I and when everyone's gone home and only the 3 of us are left on the bus, he'd buy us ice-cream xD our bus uncle is so freaking nice. but that's only because we are so likeable.&lt;br /&gt;anyway back to The Voice. it's a terrifying thing! To hear it all raspy and.. gruff. the funny thing is I can only rmb the old voice. haha. I used to be able to tell who's who by hearing their voices, but now everyone sounds the same! Pity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the people, right. Some people became nicer, more open (not stupidly trying to avoid talking to members of the opp. gender) and some people became dao. -.^ People change much. Btw the dao and avoiding people is not the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm later chanel and I went to watch The Devil Wears Prada. It was surprisingly not bad! though the plot abit cliched. And the other guy (the one trying to hook Andrea up) was fugly. Anyway DWP is NOT BIMBO. AT ALL. To think I watched it cos I thought it was a chickflick &gt;_&gt; the posters are very misleading.&lt;br /&gt;So if you're in the mood for a happy, sappy and (slightly confusing) movie, go watch it. =) It's educational. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit] too bad I can't make cuts on Blogger like LJ. this is a shitass long post. O_O[/edit]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115703855074986240?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115703855074986240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115703855074986240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115703855074986240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115703855074986240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-like-their-legs.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115694240157065142</id><published>2006-08-30T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T21:56:48.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh before i forget right, Poetry Slam's for all ages. therefore I didn't break any stupid sg law by going zouk. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH AND BEFORE I FORGET RIGHT,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I shall announce the secret&lt;/strong&gt; (but not-so-secret now) &lt;strong&gt;plan currently being executed by Chanel and I!&lt;/strong&gt; It's called... "&lt;strong&gt;Watch-Naruto-Or-Die&lt;/strong&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok la it's only me being morbid (but I rock like that =)) and basically it's all about me and chanel &lt;s&gt;forcing&lt;/s&gt; spreading our &lt;em&gt;tentacles of influen&lt;/em&gt;ce (this phrase is copyrighted) and &lt;strong&gt;GETTING PEOPLE FROM 213 TO WATCH NARUTO. :D&lt;/strong&gt; After we're satisfied with that, we'll extend our outreach to &lt;em&gt;school and beyond&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterall, always start from small right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok you don't believe us? Take a look at our list of &lt;s&gt;victims&lt;/s&gt; clients!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eileen:&lt;br /&gt;1. Aly&lt;br /&gt;(she's the very first one! And she watches Bleach too! :D)&lt;br /&gt;2. Stellaz&lt;br /&gt;3. Avril&lt;br /&gt;(I felt damn accomplished at this. Avril was haaard. But this girl ended up watched 1-25 STRAIGHT.)&lt;br /&gt;4. Ally&lt;br /&gt;(she thinks Naruto is cute. potential client!)&lt;br /&gt;5. Shin&lt;br /&gt;(after EOYs, but she must be feeling sad because )&lt;br /&gt;6. Emma&lt;br /&gt;(OH SHIT I WAS SUPPOSED TO BURN FOR HER [edit] i'm burning now =)[/edit])&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chanel:&lt;br /&gt;1. Liz&lt;br /&gt;2. Geri&lt;br /&gt;3. Emma (joint project with me haha)&lt;br /&gt;eh i think i better ask her. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I just realised how sick/perverted/dirty-minded I have become since the start of year today. and yesterday (as proven by thomas). It's like, everything around me contains sexual innuendos. even in the kitchen while i was squeezing oranges for aesthetics. wth man. and I feel weird if I don't say it out. I don't say it out half the time anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS BAD. &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrrgh Ng Yi Lin Eileen you seriously need to stop. either you've been reading too much fanfiction, or you're hanging around too much with, well, whoever you're hanging around. or both. or maybe it's lucy. lucy. is. super. sick. xD have I told you her nuns jokes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no I shall not tell you her nuns jokes. no more. NO MORE. &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My group in class isn't helping either! Like wth they are all damn sick la! even ally though she doesn't say stuff out as frequently as the rest of us do. geri is the least sick and the most sane I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but mrs mo please please please NEVER change our grouping! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kakashi's "gomen!gomen!" is sooo cute. soooooooo cute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115694240157065142?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115694240157065142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115694240157065142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115694240157065142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115694240157065142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/08/oh-before-i-forget-right-poetry-slams.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115693281798219313</id><published>2006-08-30T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T18:32:28.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHA NOW I CAN PROUDLY SAY THAT I'VE ENTERED ZOUK AT 14. xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time being in a nightclub! Now before you say I'm some paikia, I went there for Poetry Slam. So no clubbing that day! The ambience was super hip la lol, everywhere was dark and they've got these cute couches all over the place and a winebar at the back. I'll get the pics from kexin later and maybe post it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway just to give an intro... Poetry Slam is NOT "going to Zouk to read poetry to boys" -_______- (thanks ah Coach, you are so trashy). It's like.. bringing across original poetry in this really cool way. Some people sang. So in a way it's like a performance. The RI Sec2 CAP performers were surprisingly well received! I didn't even know they were sec2 (cos no offence, they don't look sec2). The audience loved them because they were.. cute (being the youngest group) but really their poems were not bad! Though they lost to this pair of brothers called.. The Brothers. They were reeeeally really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to have like equipment check before we went in. -_- I brought my schoolbag and training bag la wth. Look so awkward I know. But what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried a mocktail! xD For you clueless people, mocktails are like non-alcoholic cocktails. They don't come cheap like $10 for one &gt;_&gt; but buy one get one free lol so I share with kexin. I bought lime so it was sweet at the bottom and sour at the top and suuuuuuperrr nice. It's damn shiok sitting at bar, it makes you feel like an adult. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people there were awesome. Esp. the CAPpers like dunno how many of them like Bleach/Naruto!! :D So cool, like me. It was just one big group, but they really made me feel at home. I was looking at choonhiang's black book and I was like OMG IS THAT A KUNAI?! And well, the rest, as they say, is history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHOHOH CHOONHIANG WATCHED AKAZUKIN CHACHA. at like 5 years old or something. HAHAHAHA I NEVER THOUGHT GUYS WOULD WATCH THIS KIND OF THING HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to austin I must update anime/manga list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Movies&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steamboy&lt;br /&gt;Akira&lt;br /&gt;Ghost in the Shell&lt;br /&gt;Appleseed (I have this but I haven't watched it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; this is how the hols will be spent &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's quite funny cos the guys think yaoi/shounen-ai is ok! while they think yuri is weeeeird. yes yuri is weird shit. but the you don't have to know what it is. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so zouking out again kexin. ha. ha. and you better perform!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115693281798219313?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115693281798219313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115693281798219313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115693281798219313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115693281798219313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/08/haha-now-i-can-proudly-say-that-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115660519554669738</id><published>2006-08-26T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T23:13:16.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was in the lift just now on my way up with my family and neighbours. I think my neighbours were new bcos it's their first time meeting me and well you know how people usually base first impressions on looks. so they complimented me and I was like errr ok (I don't encourage it cos c'mon man, it's something that you're born with..you don't work for it.) and then my mum piped up and smilingly commented that my brother and I were proud. My neighbour went, "Really?" :o :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later I asked her why and she said it was cos I was daoing my neighbours. I smile at my neighbours, ok? And I only greet the elders. and WTH dao does not = proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you didn't know, I'll tell you this: You can call me lazy, shallow, ignorant...hell, you can even call me a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but DON'T EVER FUCKING CALL ME PROUD IN MY FACE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit] i forgot to mention that RG Guitar is so very pro =) their singing is abit forced but considerably better than the guys (sorry :/) I LOVE JAY CHOU ACOUSTICS. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115660519554669738?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115660519554669738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115660519554669738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115660519554669738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115660519554669738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-was-in-lift-just-now-on-my-way-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115656742150391071</id><published>2006-08-26T11:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T13:08:21.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was so tired yesterday I went home and bathed and plonked on the bed and slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I didn't even touch my computer :o :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School -&gt; training -&gt; guitar concert. emphasis on GUITAR CONCERT. though during training Coach was high. Again. (which is actually a good thing) Or maybe just sadistic la (bad thing. VERY BAD THING.): 80 pushups aiosjnofch09jw. And you know after 2 week break I am so unfit hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway the concert. RAGE XI la to be more specific.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went with kexin to bring my softball bag to my mum. Then after I left I realised I left my phone in my bag. &gt;_&gt; So cannot call chanel -&gt; lost in RJC alone. (If we met up both of us would be lost) It wasn't so bad cos I trained there during hols but when I reached Blk J all I got was this HUGE WHITE WALL. O_O screw all those modern designs la make until so luan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we finally got seated, I realised I didn't know where Ryan was so I made reservations but didn't use them ._. Sorry! but our view (at the very back) also not bad la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acoustic music is nice. x) RI Guitar is pro la k. The main ensemble sounded like an entire orchestra! It's amazing how they can manipulate the guitar to sound like other instruments. The music was so soothing and like, after training and all I wanted to sleep. I had to keep looking around so I wouldn't. ehhh the guy who sang Hotel California cannot sing rock. actually the voice doesn't matter.. what ruined the rock part was that he was.. too unnatural. like, he wasn't being himself. and erm. he cannot dance.&lt;br /&gt;but the riffs were good! all those who played/sang solo deserve some serious commendation man.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HUIYAO YOU ROCK. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the small group thing was good la! though I dunno the song. &gt;_&gt; oh dyou know how nervous you looked when you played hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking at the programme and wondering why there wasn't a "More Than Words". More Than Words is just about the best acoustic piece ever!! huiyao hinthint. next year ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SHOULD START WATCHING BLEACH AGAIN. for hot Byakuya. and Renji! Ichigo looks damn gross in the fillers. if the fillers end up like Naruto stretching 60+ eps I'm going to start on another series. Get Backers faster download!! &gt;: Fruits Basket is 16 times faster than you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I knew something like that would happen,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wouldn't miss it for the world.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115656742150391071?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115656742150391071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115656742150391071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115656742150391071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115656742150391071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-was-so-tired-yesterday-i-went-home.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115634834396218911</id><published>2006-08-23T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T23:52:24.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BLEACH 23 JUST CAME OUT TODAY TOGETHER WITH NARUTO 34 OMFGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I discovered them when i swaggered (exagg.) casually into the mama shop at Khatib MRT. Right before my eyes they were, sitting on the shelves &lt;em&gt;in their full glory&lt;/em&gt;! Ikkaku SMIRKING on the cover of Bleach vol. 23! OH, THE JOY OF &lt;s&gt;WAITING&lt;/s&gt;NEW ARRIVALS!! (waiting sucksssssss.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but ALAS. I DIDN'T BRING MY WALLET TO SCHOOL. T-T (i knew it!!! i KNEW something would happen! T-T) and i have to study history before i can do anything, &lt;s&gt;(like reading harry/draco fanfic which i'm doing now)&lt;/s&gt; so i'll just have to wait til friday to get my hands on them ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just hope they don't sell out before i get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm like chanel, I shall keep track of the manga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;I'm reading,&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naruto 30&lt;br /&gt;Fairy Cube 1&lt;br /&gt;Ouran HSHC 6&lt;br /&gt;dds 4 (might be going on hiatus)&lt;br /&gt;hikaru no go 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; going to read (someday).&lt;br /&gt;FMA&lt;br /&gt;more doujin :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and anime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm watching,&lt;br /&gt;Naruto&lt;br /&gt;Bleach (kinda on hiatus though)&lt;br /&gt;Ouran HSHC&lt;br /&gt;random anime on YouTube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; going to watch.&lt;br /&gt;GetBackers&lt;br /&gt;DDS&lt;br /&gt;Cardcaptor Sakura&lt;br /&gt;Samurai X&lt;br /&gt;Rurouni Kenshin&lt;br /&gt;Akazukin Cha Cha :D:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115634834396218911?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115634834396218911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115634834396218911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115634834396218911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115634834396218911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/08/bleach-23-just-came-out-today-together.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115609438768766145</id><published>2006-08-20T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T01:19:47.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Naruto vol. 29:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAI-SENSEI IS THE FUCKING COOLEST SENSEI EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/400/naruto_ch258_p01.0.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lee is so cute! SO CUTE!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115609438768766145?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115609438768766145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115609438768766145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115609438768766145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115609438768766145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/08/naruto-vol.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115598023467328086</id><published>2006-08-19T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T17:37:14.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You guys probably don't come here anymore, but nvm I'll blog for myself xD Well as for what happened while I... was on blogging hiatus... I don't feel like blogging about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except maybe that I really, really fucked Geog up. I will never get 4.0 now. But on the other hand I suppose I could score for Math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are reasons why I never want to get addicted to/get sick of &lt;em&gt;Seishun Kyousoukyoku&lt;/em&gt;. (argh stupid name) There's something about the song that makes me feel sad. Whether it's because it's the opening of the Sasuke retrieval arc, reminds me of that depressing Naruto/Sasuke moment (D":) or the tune just carries this tinge of sadness with it, I don't know. Shit, Naruto. D":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've started on the second arc of Naruto, manga-wise :D it's considerably more cheerful (but doesn't keep me from thinking about Sasuke who's missing) and and more surprising :):):) but Gaara's disappearance from the second arc is abit. FAST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I make this weird noise whenever I see Gaara's face. I just realised yesterday that my voice goes uncharacteristically high whenever I fangirl. And I don't mean just squeeing or going "KYAAAH" or that shit, like Ouran schoolgirls (omg I haaaate Ouran schoolgirls), my voice stayed high while I was talking to Ally while thinking about whatever I was fangirling about (in yesterday's case, Gaara). Everyone in my group was like O____O.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and sorry to Chanel whose vol. 28 has been ruined by my drool. JUST KIDDING. But I did press the book to my face 34286 times (at all the Gaara parts, and during the last part with Team Gai :D:D:D). Omg Team Gai. LEE!!!!! XDXDXDXD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought vol. 28! because I adore Kazekage Gaara to bits. ok that's not all (see above.) Maybe I'll just forget about borrowing from Chanel and buy my own from there! (and bid farewell to my allowance, despite my rigorous money-saving efforts these days.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALLY THINKS NARUTO IS CUTE YAY YAY! MORE PROOF OF MY INFLUENCE!!! Gwen shall be next &gt;:) *rubs palms together*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teehee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115598023467328086?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115598023467328086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115598023467328086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115598023467328086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115598023467328086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/08/you-guys-probably-dont-come-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115487042014150903</id><published>2006-08-06T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T21:20:20.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;As Lovers Go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dashboard Confessional&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said, "I've gotta be honest&lt;br /&gt;You're wasting your time if you're fishing 'round here"&lt;br /&gt;And I said, "You must be mistaken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm not fooling, this feeling is real&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;She said, "You've gotta be crazy&lt;br /&gt;What do you take me for, some kind of easy mark?"&lt;br /&gt;"You've got wits, you've got looks&lt;br /&gt;You've got passion, but I swear that you've got me all wrong"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All wrong&lt;br /&gt;All wrong&lt;br /&gt;But you got me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be true, I'll be useful&lt;br /&gt;I'll be cavalier, I'll be yours, my dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I'll belong to you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you'll just let me through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;This is easy, as lovers go&lt;br /&gt;So don't complicate it by hesitating&lt;br /&gt;And this is wonderful, as loving goes&lt;br /&gt;This is telling me, what's the sense in waiting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I said, "I've gotta be honest&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting for you all my life&lt;br /&gt;For so long I thought I was asylum-bound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But just seeing you makes me think twice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;And being with you here makes me sane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I fear I'll go crazy if you leave my side&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got wits, you've got looks&lt;br /&gt;You've got passion&lt;br /&gt;But are you brave enough to leave with me tonight"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But you've got me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be true, I'll be useful&lt;br /&gt;I'll be cavalier, I'll be yours, my dear&lt;br /&gt;And I'll belong to you&lt;br /&gt;If you'll just let me through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is easy, as lovers go&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So don't complicate it by hesitating&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;strong&gt;this is wonderful, as loving goes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is telling me, what's the sense in waiting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is easy, as lovers go&lt;br /&gt;So don't complicate it by hesitating&lt;br /&gt;And this is wonderful, as loving goes&lt;br /&gt;This is telling me, what's the sense in waiting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is easy, as lovers go&lt;br /&gt;So don't complicate it by hesitating&lt;br /&gt;And this is wonderful, as loving goes&lt;br /&gt;This is telling me, &lt;strong&gt;what's the sense in waiting?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LEE/GAARA IS OMGWTFDOTHEYTHINKTHEYAREDOING?! LOVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115487042014150903?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115487042014150903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115487042014150903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115487042014150903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115487042014150903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/08/as-lovers-go-dashboard-confessional.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115435250072351450</id><published>2006-07-31T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T21:32:45.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>how do people make such pretty, pretty &lt;a href="http://users.livejournal.com/phrixus_/9076.html"&gt;icons&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i had Adobe Photoshop or some tablet i could dabble with&lt;s&gt; and hump the arty-farty side of me&lt;/s&gt;. the _ one i bought didn't work. stupid cd cost me ten bucks. baaah. i wish i could draw stuff and colour it like those lucky devARTists out there. you know, i want to create my own icons, own fanart, own chibi, all that stuff. i want use original stuff for once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finished naruto 24 :D AWWWWWW LEE/GAARA. and Lee's Drunken Fist!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!AS;LMAPSPQOSFA[SKSLM';''S;D, is just so SUPER cool. I am growing on Kankuro of the sand siblings, &lt;s&gt;and maybe, just maybe, i'll like shikamaru/temari.&lt;/s&gt; chanel you did not see this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #eee9e9" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Communicate With Your Eyes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howdoyoucommunicatequiz/eyes.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;When you say, "I'll believe it when I see it" - you really mean it.For you, what you see is a lot more important than what you hear.You don't take someone's words at face value. You judge people by their facial expressions, body language, and appearance.You tend to be quiet, but when you talk, you tend to make eye contact and describe things in colorful detail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howdoyoucommunicatequiz/"&gt;How Do You Communicate?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #999999" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Inner Child Is Surprised&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howisyourinnerchildquiz/surprised.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You see many things through the eyes of a child.Meaning, you're rarely cynical or jaded.You cherish all of the details in life.Easily fascinated, you enjoy experiencing new things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howisyourinnerchildquiz/"&gt;How Is Your Inner Child?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #cccccc" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Should Travel to Japan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatasiancountryshouldyouvisitquiz/japan.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;From freak sightings in Harajuku to awesome sashimi, you'll love Japan.And who knows? You might end up on Japanese TV!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatasiancountryshouldyouvisitquiz/"&gt;What Asian Country Should You Visit?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #eeeeee" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Should Be Fashion Designer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsortofartistshouldyoubequiz/fashion-designer.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Although you're offbeat and artistic, you have a good eye for trendsYou can figure out new incredible clothes to create... that will sell well!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsortofartistshouldyoubequiz/"&gt;What Sort of Artist Should You Be?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #b6b6c2" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Should Learn Japanese&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#d7d6de"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatlanguageshouldyoulearnquiz/japanese.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're cutting edge, and you are ready to delve into wacky Japanese culture.From Engrish to eating contests, you're born to be a crazy gaijin. Saiko!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatlanguageshouldyoulearnquiz/"&gt;What Language Should You Learn?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha i knew it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.naruto-kun.com/images/narutotest/shikamaru.jpg" alt="naruto" width="212" height="97" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://naruto-kun.com" target="_blank"&gt;Which Naruto Character Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Test by &lt;a href="http://www.naruto-kun.com" target="_blank" title="naruto"&gt;naruto&lt;/a&gt; - kun.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHANEL WAKE UP QUICKLY. &gt;:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115435250072351450?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115435250072351450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115435250072351450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115435250072351450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115435250072351450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/07/how-do-people-make-such-pretty-pretty.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115427565310266321</id><published>2006-07-30T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T00:07:33.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel __. (i don't know a word for it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I'm floating on air now, even though&lt;br /&gt;1) I have Physics EOI tomorrow and I'm not done mugging&lt;br /&gt;2) I have shitloads of undone work T-T&lt;br /&gt;3) my room is in a damn mess (as always).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bah. I just tagged something entirely random on zhenyi's blog and i don't even what made me do it! I WANT TO DELETE THAT TAG. it's related to Jocie Guo Mei Mei, enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/1600/gaaraissleepy8dm.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/400/gaaraissleepy8dm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this picture cracked me up so much it left me L(&amp;L&amp;amp;L)MFAO for 30 seconds. I was laughing myself stupid because of one sadistic picture. I mean, just look at the pure look of HORROR on poor Gaara's face!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those who don't follow Naruto obviously won't get it. (I find myself bursting into giggles every now and then. *spaz*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit lah! what is happening to me! I am obsessed with raccoon dog!!! T-T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have been POSSESSED.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am kindof sleepy, but Physics RAWR. Can't sleep, raccoon-dog will eat my brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115427565310266321?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115427565310266321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115427565310266321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115427565310266321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115427565310266321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115417842360118870</id><published>2006-07-29T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T21:07:03.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I COULD &lt;strong&gt;DIE&lt;/strong&gt; FROM FANART, I SWEAR!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeexGaara: &lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/rahly_furverted/12124.html#cutid1"&gt;http://community.livejournal.com/rahly_furverted/12124.html#cutid1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HarryxDraco: &lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/rahly_furverted/10472.html#cutid1"&gt;http://community.livejournal.com/rahly_furverted/10472.html#cutid1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOOOOOOOOOOVE CHIBI OMGOMGOMG. KYAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115417842360118870?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115417842360118870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115417842360118870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115417842360118870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115417842360118870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-could-die-from-fanart-i-swear.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115414880806993891</id><published>2006-07-29T12:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T12:53:28.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh UPDATE ON SOFTBALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;game postphoned! stopped at 2nd inning something like that bcos of lightning and rain. bah. we were leading 3-2. repeat game next tuesday. WHICH LEAVES US NO TRAINING TIME FOR FINALS. bleagh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but while wasiting for the rain to stop we did alot of spaz things so funny hahaha. my BON-nie lies over the ocean! *shrieks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm DH fanlisting icons REALLY suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urahara's face is slowly pissing me off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115414880806993891?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115414880806993891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115414880806993891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115414880806993891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115414880806993891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/07/oh-update-on-softball.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115414637376396594</id><published>2006-07-29T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T12:12:53.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DAMN CHANEL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is an art called the "arrangement of fanlisting icons". meaning, well, the arrangement of fanlisting icons. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me demonstrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take a look at these two icons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/1600/7.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/1600/code14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/320/code14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/1600/5525.png"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/320/5525.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do they NOT go side by side?&lt;br /&gt;1. colours kind of clash.&lt;br /&gt;2. naruto/DH? no way!&lt;br /&gt;3. the layouts (text position etc) don't match either.&lt;br /&gt;4. i don't like at that DH icon. but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now let's get back to why i damned chanel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HER FANLISTING ICONS MATCH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go to chanel's blog (first link on my linkage section) &gt;&gt; Fanlistings.&lt;br /&gt;the icons in the same row go together!! esp kakashi/jiraiya and gaara/neji! and tamaki/twins! (orochimaru is, as always, being extra.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW CHANEL HOW! how do you make your icons MATCH?? try as i might, my icons somehow DON'T GO TOGETHER! they look clumpy! i think they are too colourful. renji/yumichika obviously don't match bcos they're blue/blue. ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but! i like that renji icon and that yumichika icon. SO HOW?? *weeps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*goes off to rearrange icons*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115414637376396594?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115414637376396594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115414637376396594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115414637376396594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115414637376396594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/07/damn-chanel.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115401156171294812</id><published>2006-07-27T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T11:48:48.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;korea(: says:&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE TAMAKI SO SO SO SO SO SO MUCH&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE NEVER SCREAMED SO MUCH WHILE WATCHING ANIME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leen. (two)4! and if you have a minute why don't we go says:&lt;br /&gt;oO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;korea(: says:&lt;br /&gt;oh my computer cant play the dvd D:&lt;br /&gt;but i have 3 nd 4&lt;br /&gt;and i just watched&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leen. (two)4! and if you have a minute why don't we go says:&lt;br /&gt;O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;korea(: says:&lt;br /&gt;and want to rewatch the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;TAMAKI-KUN ~&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leen. (two)4! and if you have a minute why don't we go says:&lt;br /&gt;rewatch the rest of your life?? huh???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;korea(: says:&lt;br /&gt;D *is deeply in love*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leen. (two)4! and if you have a minute why don't we go says:&lt;br /&gt;OMG GH3Y.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what. it's IMPOSSIBLE not to like anyone from Ouran High School Host Club.&lt;br /&gt;hot + gay = best combination. tried-and-tested, works ALWAYS. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEMIS TOMORROW. it's kindof freaky first time going to Turf City to play. but we ARE going to Turf City and i'm really really proud of it. proud of us. GO C'DIVVVVVVVV! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's make sure we get to go there again next Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAFFLES GRYPHONS &lt;strong&gt;PWNS YOUR ASS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115401156171294812?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115401156171294812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115401156171294812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115401156171294812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115401156171294812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/07/korea-says-i-love-tamaki-so-so-so-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115392620556921661</id><published>2006-07-26T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T23:15:47.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Episode 1 of Ouran High School Host Club (Ouran Kekkou Hosutobu) is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE BEST ANIME EPISODE I'VE EVER WATCHED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the history of anime-i've-ever-watched.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S SO WITTY!!!!!!! 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course plotwise it's anything but witty BUT it's just so damn hilarious. i love those little extra bits not in the manga that they added to the anime. :) it's so cleverly made! i had to watch it twice before i knew what the lightbulbs meant -_- don't ask me why i'm attracted to wit. i'm witless half the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;"From now on, you're the dog of the host club!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/1600/orcap0063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/320/orcap0063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;*teases chanel again*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/1600/orcap0301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/320/orcap0301.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blushing!Tamaki xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;so why don't we go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;somewhere only we know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115392620556921661?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115392620556921661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115392620556921661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115392620556921661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115392620556921661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/07/episode-1-of-ouran-high-school-host.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115392020705264372</id><published>2006-07-26T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T21:23:27.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hikaru/kaoru fanfic is SO, SO SAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raaaaaaagh. D':&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115392020705264372?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115392020705264372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115392020705264372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115392020705264372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115392020705264372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/07/hikarukaoru-fanfic-is-so-so-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115383925610272438</id><published>2006-07-25T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T22:54:16.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had a forum on sexuality today. it was so ridiculous i fell asleep trying not to laugh. (i am such a genius.) like what a feminine girl will like a tomboy girl and people are born heterosexual? weren't all people born bisexual? ahh whatever i woke up to find mr kenneth tan crushing some empty box. HE CRUSHES THE BOX, GEDDIT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah i thought so, because when i did actually get it i didn't laugh. IT'S SO STUPID, OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. chanel is back and SCREW HER, because she now has a Naruto jigsaw puzzle and i don't. D: but. *spasms* at nerd!Ichigo. i swear i'm going to that anime shop at sunshine plaza during National Day holidays i need more posters. i currently have a miserable collection of 5 (Rock for Good, Bleach (&lt;3), SPCA thing, Singapore Idol 2005 and Linkin Park.) come kexin, let's go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM FEELING SO &lt;s&gt;GH3Y&lt;/s&gt;GAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that explains my gay tags.&lt;br /&gt;and my gay blogpost&lt;br /&gt;and my gay nick&lt;br /&gt;and my gay OTPs&lt;br /&gt;and my gay&lt;br /&gt;BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115383925610272438?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115383925610272438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115383925610272438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115383925610272438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115383925610272438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/07/had-forum-on-sexuality-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115358615651928199</id><published>2006-07-23T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T00:36:18.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>two schoolboys, two sunflowers, two guys from the mafia.</title><content type='html'>There you go. Coolness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/1600/DSCN4614.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/400/DSCN4614.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/1600/DSCN4614.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115358615651928199?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115358615651928199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115358615651928199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115358615651928199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115358615651928199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/07/two-schoolboys-two-sunflowers-two-guys.html' title='two schoolboys, two sunflowers, two guys from the mafia.'/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115354590941315895</id><published>2006-07-22T13:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T13:28:21.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes i really wish i could express myself like others can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115354590941315895?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115354590941315895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115354590941315895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115354590941315895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115354590941315895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/07/sometimes-i-really-wish-i-could.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115354402421699613</id><published>2006-07-22T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T12:53:44.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RHD &amp; ZPOP</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;yesterday was rhd  and i've emailed chanel about it already &gt;_&gt;. now it feels like i'm re-blogging. anyway rhd was not bad. besides those people who didn't bother dressing up at all, rgs was pretty colourful. i was kind of proud noone from 213 wore school u x) (of course, Mrs Mo made sure of that.) #_# BTW SIMIN/JOELLE/YINGXIANG THANK YOU FOR HELPING US FIND CIP PEOPLE. *kowtows* w0 aiix nii men w0rhhx--!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;liying and i dressed up as GERMAN SCHOOLBOYS haha. we walked around saying GUTEN TAG! but liying was mostly being dead. i'll post a picture if i can. we took one with erin/bea who were dressed like the mafia (colour-coordinated!) and laura/carolyn (home clothes, but they're twins) haha damn cool like triple twins in the same photo x) bea was super shuai la when she put on the black hat she really looked like some guy from The Godfather. fik + qipao = sexy! :P and geri looked so girly hahaha. x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;the programme was quite boring.. the typical cultural appreciation and shit. but Bhangrarobics was quite fun la though softballers so un-enthu one. -_- washboard!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;OHOHOH I SPOTTED THREE BLEACH COSPLAYERS OMG. IN RGS. they were dressed as shinigami!! not bad, STUDENTS LEH. i think they all came from the 6th division. (they had the crest on their sleeves) one of them dressed up like Byakuya with the three white things in her hair (also styles like Byak's) OMG DAMN COOL. ahhhhhh i want to know where they bought their costumes x(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ZPOP!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;it was quite good! :) it was like full stadium but the audience sucked (as always, singaporeans). never cheer, never wave lightsticks, i felt damn sorry for the singers. only Liang Jing Ru got the audience waving. but got some small fanclubs scattered around carrying flashing signboards and stuff which was pretty cool. i didn't know where to buy lightsticks so i used handphone light lol. but after awhile my handphone low batt. &gt;_&gt; yuwen was being very errr.  and other rgs people were super irritating. there was this girl beside me damn noisy and her voice was SUPER WHINY ugh. luckily she moved away man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;haha my knowledge of chinese songs was not bad afterall x) at least i know Liang Jing Ru and Zhang Xin Zhe's songs lol. but Jolin sang only her new songs which i don't really like. Harlem Yu sang my alltime favourite chinese song &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;QING FEI DE YI !!!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;yuwen tried to record for me but turned out like white noise ): but thanks yuwen!) Harlem's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; voice really made the cut, no kidding. not like some singers who sing shittily on stage cos the songs on their albums got too much tuning. Zhang Xin Zhe is cute and his voice is like super pro la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;the view wasn't bad in the first place but we changed seating anyway x) oh got rgs teachers sitting in front O_O REMEMBER ADRAIN LOH?? he was there hahaha. the teachers made good audience! they were like whooping like us. When Jolin (yes Jolin Tsai) came out the people in front (Jolin fanclub?) were cheering and dancing like crazy. haha i like that kind of audience x) Harlem's such an entertainer and he totally doesn't deserve such an un-enthu audience. -_- stupid adults who buy tickets to come and bore themselves. eee i want to go Taiwan la!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115354402421699613?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115354402421699613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115354402421699613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115354402421699613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115354402421699613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/07/rhd-zpop.html' title='RHD &amp; ZPOP'/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115340709990709864</id><published>2006-07-20T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T22:51:40.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>one more thing. i suddenly feel like watching taiwanese dramas. loads and loads of taiwanese dramas. i love all those ouxiangjus! xD i dunno la i think i read simin's blog then become liddat. haiyah. now i can't stop thinking about meteor garden I/II and wangzibianqingwa and mvp qingren and xijieshaonian and whatever la. some of these i haven't even finished watching and i CAN'T WAIT FOR GE DOU TIAN WANG TO START showing on ch U!! the trailer's like damn cool ahhhhhhahaha &lt;s&gt;sun xiezhi and wang renfu&lt;3&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taiwanese dramas are addictive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw today damn funny i was trying to explain to nat what a uke is. xD she was like *facepalm*. HAHA ok nvm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115340709990709864?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115340709990709864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115340709990709864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115340709990709864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115340709990709864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/07/one-more-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115340569782068268</id><published>2006-07-20T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T22:30:33.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;there's been quite a lot of bad luck in my way recently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;we're not allowed use sims for acp. fik's group (which used maplestory) was rejected and they spent $25 and sleepless nights on it. they protested but the bitch Ms _ won't let (she says that its violation of copyrights)like wth, we're not even gaining money out of it or whatever! anyway, said bitch pissed alot of groups off today. lana's group had to REFILM because the twins' acting wasn't convincing enough. &gt;: fik's group was given 10 days to redo. 10 DAYS. like wtf stupid ms _. you know what, let's just fail, we don't have the time for it and not like acp counts to eoys anyway. besides alot of groups haven't filmed yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;stupid &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:!@#$%"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;!@#$%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;^&amp;amp;*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;liying and i most probably have to miss training tomorrow because of CIP. sheesh. tomorrow's training is like super important because we're doing batting/bunting. WITH MACHINE. i don't want to miss la, wth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;third is well, money woes. i've yet to buy dance concert tickets for chanel and i and i'm pretty broke already. Zpop concert tomorrow thank goodness i have free ticket. it's going to be quite odd cos i'm outdated with chinese songs. &gt;_&gt; this is random but i really really like chen laoshi. :) and i really really like money. (or having it.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;I.O.U.s&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i owe liying $3.20&lt;br /&gt;yingxiang owes me $0.90.&lt;br /&gt;dance concert tix $30&lt;br /&gt;class photos $12 + $9 (chanel's included)&lt;br /&gt;i owe coach $12&lt;br /&gt;i owe aly $2&lt;br /&gt;--------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GRAND TOTAL $69.10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;on a happier note, chanel's doing well in korea (i hope x)) and she's going to get me wonderful korean tidbits yay! still, sleeping with the teacher is taboo *shakes head* :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115340569782068268?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115340569782068268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115340569782068268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115340569782068268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115340569782068268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/07/theres-been-quite-lot-of-bad-luck-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115330080340831381</id><published>2006-07-19T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T17:20:03.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;i like wednesdays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;i don't know why i do. i always have this illusion that we're let off early on wednesdays (that used to be true) but we're not. and on days like these i hope to go home myself and have the entire rest-of-the-day to myself. luckily gonghan was today and i don't have to prep now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;on softball side &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WE GOT INTO THE SEMIS&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!! newtown match 10-1. coach said it was a good match but it could've been better. well at least this time i didn't swing blindly or got struck out. but i got out at one. ): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;but anyway getting into the semis IS getting into the semis, and it's worth getting happy about. mr ben is going to treat us to drinks x) (LOLLL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;and not only will we win semis; we're gonna be &lt;strong&gt;nats champs&lt;/strong&gt;. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;coach said, "one step you're in the semis. another step you're in the finals. one more step YOU'RE CHAMPIONS."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;i like cooking, but not how rgs teaches it. it's like they place more emphasis on the presentation! the taste = heck. fik and i are VERY messy. x) but our sandwiches were nice ok! even though the egg was still runny and ew. it IS kind of freaky to make food with your LAB PARTNER. (chemicals=food.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;chanel has gone and left me here! alone! damn her, having the luxury of flying and hotels while i rot in sunny singapore. and like 1 week after her return is national day holiday(s) which is one week which she can use to complete her pile of homework. but HAHA she has gonghan exam nyah nyah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;on the other hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;i have no one to fangirl with!! D: D: nooo. i shall practise the new method called TELEPATHIC FANGIRLISM which she came up with. it's like this: i think of otps/fanfic/doujin(shi) every night while she thinks of it every night too, and we both sigh and smile spastically to ourselves. though there's one &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;tiny&lt;/span&gt; difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I HAVE FANFIC/DOUJINSHI WHILE SHE DOESN'T! HAH!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;fanfic or sleep? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;i think i shall go to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;oh wait i have to continue watching my naruto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115330080340831381?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115330080340831381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115330080340831381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115330080340831381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115330080340831381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-like-wednesdays.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115315544024873090</id><published>2006-07-18T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T00:58:14.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everyone, please do NOT be misguided by Chanel's post. I am Kakashi and I am hot and I am smex &lt;strike&gt;(and I am secretly obsessed with Draco)&lt;/strike&gt; and I know everyone is aware of that, especially Gai. I'm sorry Gai, you are a good man, but the feeling is not mutual. I can never bring myself to love you, your bobbed hair or your nice-guy pose. &lt; /3 two in Korea for leaving is (who Gai! Farewell, you miss shall I days) dearly&lt;s&gt;and have Draco all to myself&gt;D&lt;/s&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got caught by my mum. D&lt; Damn suay! I turned off the lights after she came in the first time and started blogging in the dark. When I'd ruined my eyesight enough I switched them back on and one second later she appeared at my doorway. Bah. So I'm back to blogging in the dark again. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit. I'm trying to decide between Geog/History for next year to go along with Trip Sciences. Geog is more of a mugger subject which I score higher for (it also deals with Earth Science or sth that could be useful), but History's a hell lot more interesting. I'd always been confident of my choice of Geog but today's Hist lesson made me have doubts ): there's also the France trip which is probably alot more interesting than Wales. Shit la. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting from today I am an obsessive Harry/Draco fan (when did I start saying Draco instead of Malfoy..?)! I WANT H/D DOUJINSHI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to watch Shakespeare In Love. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115315544024873090?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115315544024873090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115315544024873090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115315544024873090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115315544024873090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/07/everyone-please-do-not-be-misguided-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115306587310263176</id><published>2006-07-16T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T00:04:33.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OTPS!!</title><content type='html'>NaruxSasu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeexGaara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HarryxDraco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IchixHime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RenjixRukia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NaruxGaara?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NaruxSai??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now GANJYUUXHANATAROU. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my (too many) OTPs. 8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just added another fanlisting. I couldn't find the right Lee icon I wanted though. :( The ideal would be him with his come-get-me pose. ahh.&lt;3 Why is his icon bigger than the rest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because Lee is special. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115306587310263176?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115306587310263176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115306587310263176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115306587310263176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115306587310263176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/07/otps.html' title='OTPS!!'/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115306458586023757</id><published>2006-07-16T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T23:57:44.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;On thursday, while everyone else was off changing into clean clothes for Swensen's dinner (which I didn't go- fortunately, on hindsight. sorry Lari! :S). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;[&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY LARISSA!!&lt;/span&gt; :D :D]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laiyingxiang (her name's so nice to say la! laiyingxiang laiyingxiang lying lying lying) was complaining about her dented shin again. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lai: See la! That Kexin hit me you know! Look at my shin! There's a hole! Really got hole lor! Want to feel? [btw there really was a DENT. it's kindof scary.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leanna: O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leanna: Who wants to look at your bloody hole?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Flea: ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lai: That's sounds wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115306458586023757?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115306458586023757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115306458586023757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115306458586023757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115306458586023757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/07/on-thursday-while-everyone-else-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115295583774819644</id><published>2006-07-15T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T17:44:05.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW SKIN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I think the &lt;strong&gt;new skin&lt;/strong&gt; is cool. heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;The only problem is that there's no title bar, so all my posts have boring headers. and I'm still wondering whether I should change the font to black.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;And you see I have finally added fanlistings! (Sasu!Naru!) *hidden fangirl screams "KYAAAAH!" And if I collect more I might push the icons below the tagboard or the space will look too cluttered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Did a sweep through my links, and I think there's less now. (hy: lol I changed yours long time ago.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ichigo&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115295583774819644?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115295583774819644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115295583774819644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115295583774819644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115295583774819644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/07/new-skin.html' title='NEW SKIN!'/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115288720856173413</id><published>2006-07-14T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T22:27:04.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>iTunes time! Because I feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lists.. I need to LIST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could count this as a music meme, I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Songs I never got bored of.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Superman&lt;/strong&gt; Five For Fighting&lt;br /&gt;(seriously who doesn't LOVE this song?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dancing Queen&lt;/strong&gt; ABBA&lt;br /&gt;(i.love.ABBA.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daughters&lt;/strong&gt; John Mayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iris&lt;/strong&gt; Goo Goo Dolls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zombie&lt;/strong&gt; The Cranberries&lt;br /&gt;(emo rulz! :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Band&lt;/strong&gt; D12&lt;br /&gt;(strangely. x) I have a secret hiphop!love inside of me as well.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Advertising Space&lt;/strong&gt; Robbie Williams&lt;br /&gt;(I know Chanel doesn't really like this song x), though&lt;br /&gt;Robbie Williams is&lt;333333456.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have A Nice Day&lt;/strong&gt; The Stereophonics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Scientist&lt;/strong&gt; Coldplay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let's Hear It For The Boy&lt;/strong&gt; Denise Williams&lt;br /&gt;(QAF!love.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You've Got A Friend&lt;/strong&gt; McFly&lt;br /&gt;(I dunno why, I only like this version.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Somewhere Over The Rainbow&lt;/strong&gt; Israel Kamakawiwo'ole&lt;br /&gt;(5 bucks to whoever can pronounce his name flawlessly.*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wonderwall&lt;/strong&gt; Oasis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stand By Me&lt;/strong&gt; Ben E. King&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i better stop here in case i scroll through my iTunes and find new songs to add.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Songs You'll Be Surprised To Know I Like.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Milkshake&lt;/strong&gt; Kelis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Carrickfergus&lt;/strong&gt; Charlotte Church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mr. Sandman&lt;/strong&gt; The Chordettes&lt;br /&gt;(hahahahahaha Real Ninjas love!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stars Are Blind&lt;/strong&gt; Paris Hilton&lt;br /&gt;(haha real wtf but I like the simplicity of the song. believe it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Way&lt;/strong&gt; Frank Sinatra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trapped In The Closet&lt;/strong&gt; (Parts 1-6) R. Kelly&lt;br /&gt;(I never liked the lyrics/story and it can be really annoying, but the tune is.. so monotonous I like it. lol.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Current Obsessions&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boys of Summer&lt;/strong&gt; The Ataris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hey Miss Hilton&lt;/strong&gt; The Penfifteen Club&lt;br /&gt;(hello, Paris! Congratulations I actually like Stars Are Blind!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;High &lt;/strong&gt;Lighthouse Family&lt;br /&gt;(LOVE. LOVE. LOVE. loved it for 7 years and still do.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Celebrate The Day &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(haha 2006 WC theme I like it. x))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;All-time favourite Artistes&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Linkin Park&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Robbie Williams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jay Chou&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eminem? Maybe heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ABBA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fanfic time! Because I feel like it. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sorry, I Lie. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115288720856173413?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115288720856173413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115288720856173413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115288720856173413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115288720856173413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/07/itunes-time-because-i-feel-like-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115288435195458576</id><published>2006-07-14T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T21:39:12.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh yeah there's something I've known for a while but I just thought of and feel like lamenting about now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KLINSMANN QUIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first response was AHHHHHHHHHHHH(!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!).&lt;br /&gt;But how about WHY WHY KLINSMANN FIRST ZIZOU NOW YOU!&lt;br /&gt;byebye world cup 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I hope Zidane retains his (WELL-DESERVED) trophy.&lt;br /&gt;BLOODY MATERAZZI!!@ #$%^&amp;amp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115288435195458576?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115288435195458576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115288435195458576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115288435195458576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115288435195458576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/07/oh-yeah-theres-something-ive-known-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115288243606038118</id><published>2006-07-14T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T21:07:16.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg after i posted that wencen's nick changed to "queersarehot."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115288243606038118?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115288243606038118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115288243606038118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115288243606038118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115288243606038118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/07/omg-after-i-posted-that-wencens-nick.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115288222783364924</id><published>2006-07-14T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T21:03:47.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what's wrong with being queer?</title><content type='html'>i just read it.&lt;br /&gt;heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i thought&lt;br /&gt;about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't believe in it&lt;br /&gt;either.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115288222783364924?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115288222783364924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115288222783364924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115288222783364924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115288222783364924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/07/whats-wrong-with-being-queer.html' title='what&apos;s wrong with being queer?'/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115242299538420423</id><published>2006-07-09T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T14:52:05.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sleepover at Larissa's house with softballers last night damn fun.. watched 1/4 of How To Lose A Guy In 10 Days (gave up halfway cos we couldn't exactly hear the lines x)) and played Truth or Dare. I went there late at around midnight because I had to attend a wedding dinner at Mandarin, but I'm glad I didn't miss out on the main bits. :) I think all of us learnt alot about each other during Truth or Dare; it was really just a heart-to-heart batchtalk of sorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what we did isn't the main point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;GERMANY VS. PORTUGAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I realised I can't colour the words in flag colours because black can't stand out on black.)&lt;br /&gt;I took a neutral stand for this game.It wasn't exactly a good game because Portugal was horrible.. (sorry Lari but they were &gt;&lt;) but Germany's defence was EXCELLENT. Comparable to France in Bra/Fra, or perhaps even better... It was the perfect formation against Portugal. Haha you really have to give Klinnsman credit for that (speaking of whom, I absolutely adore). This formation was similar to France's in Fra/Bra. I won't comment much on Petite's OG cos there's well.. nothing to comment on. Poor guy. He was unlucky, but I thought the deflection was unnecessary in the first place. Goalkeepers on both sides did great jobs, even though Kahn must be bored out of his mind for most of the game.. Germany's defending was too good and Portugal didn't have the chance to make many shots. But during the time he played he was superb. Speaking of Kahn, I'm really happy for him too. His last WC ended with a fantastic bang. (Don't get me wrong, I love Lehmann too :) He really has my commendation for giving up his position to Kahn.) Rivals who gave each other support!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/320/3231365207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Awww. Germany V Argentina. (Don't get the wrong idea, idiot.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right you must be thinking I'm siding Germany even though I said I was neutral. But face it Germany deserved the win!! It was just bad luck on Ricardo's side. He tried for every single shot, and missed twice by inches aaaaargh. But Ricardo is still one fantastic goalkeeper. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE HIROSHIMA. The shitty referee who GAVE GERMANY 4 FREE KICKS IN A ROW. Not that he was wrong for that, but I think Portugal weren't the only ones who fouled inside the PB. And what what some of the Portugese did didn't warrant &lt;em&gt;yellow cards&lt;/em&gt;. The referee was incredibly biased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/1600/38753.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/320/38753.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found myself screaming and cheering when Portugal managed a goal after letting in 2 from Germany (1 from Portugal #_#) whenI was only &lt;em&gt;stumped&lt;/em&gt; when Germany scored their two goals. Those goals were unbelieveable. They were super nice, too. After nearly missing the first from Germany (I woke up two seconds before they scored) I swore to keep my eyes open throughout the rest of the game. Moments after Luis Figo was subbed in he made a perfect pass which was the base for Nuno Gomes' perfect header shot. KYAAAAH I was SO happy for Portugal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To end this incessant crapping (oh the irony!), I give you EXCELLENT SPORTSMANSHIP:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/1600/539125706.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/320/539125706.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now for the final match of the Fifa World Cup 2006.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;FRANCE!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;FRANCE!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FRANCE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg I am DAMN FREAKING SCARED for France. I haven't seen Italy's Buffon in action but apparently he's world's best. It's all on Zidane and Barthez. I hope they play their &lt;em&gt;best ever&lt;/em&gt; tonight. They need all the luck they can have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115242299538420423?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115242299538420423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115242299538420423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115242299538420423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115242299538420423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/07/sleepover-at-larissas-house-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115234336106117404</id><published>2006-07-08T14:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T15:44:40.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I went to Chanel's livejournal and got this</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;[Edit: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I BOUGHT NARUTO 16!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; FINALLY FOUND A STORE WHICH STOCKS 16 17 20!! No 19 though :/ and no 10% discount like I'd get from buying from school Popular and Kino. But ehhh nvm my first Naruto volume! I've a feeling I'm gonna spend LOADS on Naruto in the future. And Ouran High. #_# But it's all worth it!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Name 10 of life's simple pleasures that you like most, and then pick 10 people to do the same. Try to be original and creative and not to use things that someone else has already used.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;1. Sleeping. Don't have to guess my favourite spot at home lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;2. Reading. Good books*, trashy magazines, blogs, whatever.. MANGA!!!&lt;3&lt;em&gt;windy&lt;/em&gt; day. It's like looking at the entire expanse of sky for a few moments, so I wouldn't call it cloud-watching. Ermmm I didn't get this idea from Shikamaru.&lt;br /&gt;6. Softball, in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;7. Listening to good music. when I pause and look up from sums and sums of math just after I've caught a nice tune from my comp and just.. listen. (Trying to describe this just turns out weird..)&lt;br /&gt;8. Eating ice-cream.&lt;br /&gt;9. I like the thought of hugging. hmm. Reading Furuba, Ouran, and all that shit gives me weird thoughts. (ohshitz what are you people going to think..?)&lt;br /&gt;10. Eating; basically having something in my mouth (omg what are you people really thinking??) TO um, CHEW ON! Or it could be a drink, like.. bubble tea. I like bubble tea! It's another thing I indulge in on the way home after (almost) every training.. hee I like the pearls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Speaking of good books, &lt;em&gt;Life of Pi&lt;/em&gt; by Yann Martel is amazing stuff. Its starts out pretty boring, -about the guy's (mostly) religious life, his background, the zoo his family owns, and.. yeah you get the point- but if you could press on and continue, events really start to get quite interesting. In fact, VERY interesting because you don't find yourself stuck with a tiger on a lifeboat drifting on the Pacific everyday. (Shit spoiler sorry!! but I'm not going to take it off.) Well anyway, this book got me thinking, a rule I go by when sifting out the good books. x) Or say, &lt;em&gt;books I like.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I wish I could take a train, like a &lt;em&gt;real&lt;/em&gt; express train for once. Wonder what the experience'll be like. Instead of the MRT in sg which is just really a means of transport for the busy people like me and you and everyone else (I actually dislike city life), NOTHING ELSE. Maybe a ride on a train might be.. something? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;There's the entire train scene in Spirited Away (a Studio Ghibli film) which I really, really like, because it's like a break from the chaos that runs in the plot and somewhat a break for the person who watches the film. It's like he's been through a fantasy world (Studio Ghibli falls under the fantasy genre) and the train ride just provides a moment of peace for the watcher(?) to recall and think about plot's events. It's short, but just enough. But the ironic thing is that the train ride itself seems like a fantasy. It's so quiet and calm and so.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;surreal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I make sense to you? No? I thought so. But the fact that one scene from Spirited Away can trigger so much rubbish from me makes it a good film. :) (And it IS good, I'm not kidding. Just ask the people who've watched it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This should be easier to digest:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'5'" width="'600'" border="'0'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizfarm.com/1106231956naruto.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You scored as &lt;b&gt;Naruto&lt;/b&gt;. You're Naruto, the Hokage-to-be. You're very ambitious. You'd never give up your dream, and would do anything to make it come true. You may not be very bright, but your stamina is incredible. Some people say you?re annoying, others like you because of your cheerful attitude and endless energy. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;table style="WIDTH: 135px; HEIGHT: 422px" cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'300'" border="'0'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;Naruto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'81'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;81%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;Kakashi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'75'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;75%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;Genma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'75'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;75%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;Rock Lee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'69'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;69%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;Shikamaru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'69'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;69%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;Iruka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'63'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;63%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;TenTen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'56'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;56%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;Hinata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'44'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;44%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;Neji&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'25'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;25%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;Sasuke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'25'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;25%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/" size="1" q_id=""&gt;Which Naruto ninja are you most like?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;created with &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Edit: this stupid table is damn troublesome! My post layout isn't very big so the graphs shrunk. They look damn stupid I know. I shifted them to a different cell but they stayed shrunk ._. Now I can't be bothered.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does everyone get Naruto, hmm? I don't know why Genma is 75%. I don't even KNOW Genma. The character isn't very developed. At least, not until where I've read (Vol. 22). But having two Jounins as 75% is cool! :D Lol Neji and Sasuke last it's kindof expected as I guess I'm not the forceful and avengeful type- from what I know about myself and what some people have told me, that is. Someone actually described me as "calm-tampered" lol. xD&lt;br /&gt;(Btw why no Gaara? D:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was more &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Rock Lee&lt;/span&gt;! D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115234336106117404?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115234336106117404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115234336106117404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115234336106117404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115234336106117404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-went-to-chanels-livejournal-and-got.html' title='I went to Chanel&apos;s livejournal and got this'/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115229021796067033</id><published>2006-07-07T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T00:41:11.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I am pissed at all the bookstores in Singapore!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Kino don't have, school Popular also don't have. Then I approached my last resort (some newspaper stand at Yishun MRT lol) ALSO DON'T HAVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Why? WHY are Naruto vols. 15-20 ALL MISSING??? Stupid la! I want to buy 16 17 19 20 cannot meh?! 22 also but I've just decided on that. 22 has Choji power!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Anyway, we lost to TKGS yesterday 8-12. Undefeated all the way, and lost. Could've won, but it the BEST GAME WE EVER PLAYED. We earned every single one of those runs, and there were some nice outs. :) and POWER PITCHING! TK is supposedly the strongest team la, they've let in ONE run so far (for 2 matches), before they met us. :) Winning isn't everything, says Eunice. The best thing was that TEAM SPIRIT ROCKED TODAY!! :):) I think we'll meet TK again somewhere later in the tournament so still got chance!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The bus ride to TK so fun la. Take pictures (&lt;3)&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Oh I got hit today during training. On the nose. T-T Liying batted and I was covering a sec one, flyball I think and it landed &lt;em&gt;on&lt;/em&gt; the sec one's glove (I can't rmb who x) then bounce off and hit me la. &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I love Ouran High School Host Club!!! SO FUNNY MANZ IT'S LIKE THE FUNNIEST GAYEST MANGA I'VE EVER READ. (See lah paragraph also pink colour so gay). I can't wait for Geri's 3rd volume! And I haven't even finished the second book. Fruits Basket and Ouran are so similar they both have guys trying to protect the girl. #_# which leaves me so jealous sometimes x) like why can't I meet people like that hahahahahahahahahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span color="#ff99ff"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;ok nvm. It's just this feeling la. In the midst of all the crap/humour there'll moments that make me think. That's manga for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115229021796067033?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115229021796067033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115229021796067033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115229021796067033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115229021796067033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-am-pissed-at-all-bookstores-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115194236283231523</id><published>2006-07-03T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T00:10:43.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i want to go kinokuniya. i need manga. i need to OWN more manga. i want a faster broadband connection speed. so that my torrents will wake up and actually stop crawling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because right now, anime and manga are the only things that keep me going.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115194236283231523?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115194236283231523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115194236283231523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115194236283231523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115194236283231523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-want-to-go-kinokuniya.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115194200065443451</id><published>2006-07-03T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T23:53:20.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hate lit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i don't but i hate lit exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE LIT EXAMS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after talking to someone i'm feeling very UGH at myself, but i've also decided not to give up my responsibility (something i've been considering for days now.. nice timing eileen, in the middle of nats..). after all both of us share a common dream. but i wonder if i have to drive to make up for my personality. am i even halfway there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have nothing to look forward to. NOTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;outfield..i'd give up anything just to play outfield. what's the point of wasting time, right? and since i figured i've lost touch.. i want to catch for someone. but then again catching's not my responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE RESPONSIBILITIES.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115194200065443451?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115194200065443451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115194200065443451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115194200065443451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115194200065443451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-hate-lit-actually-i-dont-but-i-hate.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115104768791035028</id><published>2006-06-23T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T16:43:37.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I sent a message to Eileen today:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if you know why you had such a big scare today. It's been mentioned before, yes, but you never really thought it would happen, did you? If you did, you didn't do anything about it before. Not the top 9, but yeah, you knew that. But here's a fact: &lt;em&gt;You can't even be compared to six Sec Ones.&lt;/em&gt; (Or so he thinks.) That proves something, doesn't that? &lt;em&gt;You got in on pure luck.&lt;/em&gt; They aren't even  good. If you think they don't deserve to make it, then you don't deserve it even more. Did you really think you couldn't make it? I've seen you do it before. Three months ago. Then perhaps you got confident-- way too much for your own good. Look at you now, and look at how the tables were turned. While they've worked hard to get it, you've just gotten worse.&lt;br /&gt;This is the truth: Everyone has potential, and so do you. The problem with you? You don't max it. The better ones did.&lt;br /&gt;Let this serve as a hard, hard lesson.&lt;br /&gt;You were never one to work hard, you know that. But I think it's time to change that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She replied after two hours&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;. But before I write down her reply... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eileen wants to thank everyone who tried to make her happier. I guess she wouldn't know what to do if she didn't have batchmates (and captains) like you. She might've just quit, haha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And this was what she said:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh. Time to learn from Naruto and the people who made it on hard work.&lt;br /&gt;I'll do it.&lt;br /&gt;You just wait and see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115104768791035028?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115104768791035028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115104768791035028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115104768791035028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115104768791035028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-sent-message-to-eileen-today-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115098670823463717</id><published>2006-06-22T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T22:31:48.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Actually I don't think I really mind training (I thought I did, and I was really damn unenthu about it), just that homework is headache, headache. And nats next Thursday my head want to bao zha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm in a bad mood now bleagh. I'm tired, very tired. But I want to train more. For the sake of the team (and myself). Pitching sucked sucked sucked today. But it wasn't the worst. Coach got Evan to catch for me and she wasn't exactly enthu about it (neither was I) so I was just like *sigh* what to do. No motivation today. I was just tired. 4 hours of sleep heh not enough. But I promise my pitching will improve.&lt;br /&gt;Coach gave us all a really bad lecture today, and it really made me feel like shit. I'm not helping myself, not to mention the team la. I can like go on 4-week vacation and it wouldn't make any difference.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Sometimes I read Naruto and wonder why that guy is so amazing. Mastered this damn difficult jutsu in just a week. I wish that I could do that la lol. Like pitch in consistent strikes by training for just 3 days. But manga gives you illusions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go back to my SRC self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today is You-Nice's bday. xD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BDAY PAEDEE!! &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe. &lt;strong&gt;EUNICE&lt;/strong&gt; is a &lt;strong&gt;SectwoCookie of Batch'08&lt;/strong&gt;, my &lt;strong&gt;paedophillic partner&lt;/strong&gt; Paedee, a power thrower (catch her balls my hand PAIN) and&lt;strong&gt; first base&lt;/strong&gt;! She is tall, skinny, WACK, perverted, and &lt;strong&gt;a lot of fun&lt;/strong&gt;. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We went to &lt;strong&gt;Crystal Jade Kitchen&lt;/strong&gt; to celebrate her bday x) the turnout was quite good, like 9 people. Travelling time (we went to Crystal Jade Express,  Crystal Jade Ginseng Chicken BBQ (wtf) and Crystal Jade Imperial Palace before deciding on Crystal Jade Kitchen -.-) and waiting time &gt; eating time. Take queue number already wait for like 45 minutes liddat. Bug the counter person like siao. But the food was good! I have new love for Ha Gao. and &lt;strong&gt;PLAIN Crystal Jade porridge&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;owns everything else &lt;/strong&gt;it made my prawn noodles (chef recommended) so ._. I shared porridge with Eunice after our indiv meals haha cannot resist. Plain porridge $1.50 only! anyway Crystal Jade+softballers haha imagine the chaos. We order food damn noisy and Mother Simin was taking orders. &lt;strong&gt;SITUATIONAL AWARENESS!&lt;/strong&gt; and Larissa was talking on the phone asking whether her friend was wearing bra xD So when it came to the bday song we made sure we sang it quietly. No choice, restaurant what! We gave her a surprise &lt;strong&gt;$20 black forest cake&lt;/strong&gt;. x) After we finished eating the waitress started dishing out new plates for the cake and Eunice was like "what's that for?" and Simin made up some crap reason about washing less plates so they give new plates after every meal. It didn't even make sense lor. -_- But Eunice believed it x) The cake came and Eunice's first reaction was: what's that. hahaha Eunice ah you very funny.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115098670823463717?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115098670823463717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115098670823463717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115098670823463717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115098670823463717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/06/actually-i-dont-think-i-really-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-115065365616867982</id><published>2006-06-19T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T02:00:56.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>alot of things</title><content type='html'>I know I am posting. You can close your mouth now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well alot of things happened since... the last time I posted. Yeah seriously I know my life seems damn boring and all cos I don't post about most things that happen. Like the time when kexin and I were walking to the busstop outside rg and these two angmoh girls in a passing taxi stuck their heads out and hollered, "V4GINA! PENI8!" after us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O____________O We were both super wtfed. And the girl behind us was like, "YEAH! OKAY..." Think this happened in March or sth. Heh you don't get much of this around rg. (But you do get alot of cute angmoh boys.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. COOKIES'08 BECAME SOUTHZONE C'DIV CHAMPS 2006!! (I'm talking about softball, in case you live under a rock.) baby gryhons will be moving on the nationals in July! and I am freaking scared. but gambatte everyone!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Geog KL trip. I think most of you already saw the WACKO pics on chanel's blog &gt;_&gt; so I don't think I'll be posting the photos on my cam! speaking of which, most of the pictures turned out slighty fuzzy (even the Petronas Towers were ruined *is pissed*) I definitely suck at taking pictures. I think my hands have to be constantly moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I have gross tanlines!! On my arms and legs! Blame the shinguards urrrrgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. It's the June hols. Abit late to say this, but OH MY GOD. Peace!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;(Heh yeah right. As Fik put it: Happy pseudo-holidays! :)) But I have to say this June was VERY MUCH ANTICIPATED. Sem 1 was hellish. Sem 2 is in-your-face hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Chalet with family+relatives. Best BBQed food I ever had. (omgfood!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Homework!!!! GO EILEEN GO! STUPID YAP FASTER REPLY MY EMAIL!! UGH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. BLEACH/NARUTO MADNESS. I really went maaaaaaad with animanga this hols. Esp Naruto, it's getting better and better every volume! :D Kyaaaaaah!! :D:D:D:D but I haven't dumped Bleach yet; I have new love for Ikkaku whom I've never really noticed before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;CHANEL STOP READING AT THIS POINT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He refused the Captain offer! like wtf! but he's pwning everyone else right now. yes, even Ichigo. (cue gasps) Keigo's snappy sis has a crush on him and it's damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;MADARAME IKKAKU RULES. Bald people are POWER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Heh Chanel you can read now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway back to Naruto! I know I'm pretty slow on things at the moment (I'm currently at vol. 17 while everyone else's on 33 -________-) but the plot is getting me hyped up! I want to savour it, not gobble it all up. Ahhhh naruto anime download go faster go faster!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need apple juice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-115065365616867982?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/115065365616867982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=115065365616867982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115065365616867982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/115065365616867982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/06/alot-of-things.html' title='alot of things'/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-114813860441223271</id><published>2006-05-20T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T23:23:24.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate being sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't eat shit, I feel miserable being unable to breathe through my nose, my voice has gone hoarse and half the time I can't stay awake because of the stupid drugs I have to take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am fucking pissed at whoever passed me the cold/cough virus. What the hell, next time you sneeze or cough cover your mouth, dammit! Why, because you got sick you want the world to fall sick as well? Well I think it's plain selfish of you. Yeah, I know you're sick too and you feel shitty because of that, but do you gain a twisted sort of satisfaction from seeing everyone else suffer along with you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the record, I'm not directing this at anyone in particular. But I've an idea who passed me the virus. Just so you know, it is fucking miserable to be sick. Especially for me, because I have matches and trainings every day next week and I can't not go to school! And I do want to play, or at least, TRAIN PROPERLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW I can pitch WITH SPEED. I've proved that while pitching to Flea without a catcher. Just that something came along from the point when Jinghan took over catching and I started screwing up. I lost my flick and rushed my stepping. Maybe it was cos Coach came and started watching. Or maybe it's cos when I pitch to Simin I don't feel right... I haven't pitched to her in so long. And Simin probably doesn't want to catch for me cos I always pitch balls to her. It's not her fault and I don't blame her at all. I don't want to pitch balls to her. I want to pitch nice, fast strikes like Flea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kind of think I just lost the connection with the softballers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I don't want to think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything came at the wrong time. Right after the EOIs I have PTs to submit next week, along with zonals. I enjoy zonals, I really do, but it's just not the same with all these around. Fine la it's my fault this time because I didn't start on them earlier, but how much time did we even have before EOIs to begin with?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-114813860441223271?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/114813860441223271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=114813860441223271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/114813860441223271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/114813860441223271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-hate-being-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-114770101999233711</id><published>2006-05-15T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T22:04:46.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;HAHAHAHA HAHAHAHA GREASE GREASE I CAN GO!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care if you say it doesn't interest you, because.. I DON'T CARE! squee!!! MY MUM AGREED TO LET ME GO WOOHOO. and I don't even have to buy my own ticket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOEVER WANTS TO GO COME WITH ME AND CAT OK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm I was just reading 8 DAYS' movie junkie guide I've come up with a list of films I &lt;s&gt;want&lt;/s&gt; have to watch from May to end December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M:I:3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'll watch it despite fugly Tom Cruise, for the stunts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Da Vinci Code&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah i know it's NC16, but who really cares? Content is a stupid reason to up the rating. The paranoid fellas out there can boycott the movie but they don't have to deprive others of  entertainment. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;X-Men: The Last Stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two reasons to watch this movie:&lt;br /&gt;1. ACTION, ACTION, ACTION.&lt;br /&gt;2. Ben Foster's abs. (um.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Good Night, And Good Luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Oscar-nominated film and George Clooney: Self-explanatory. (All hail hot old men!) I'm not too sure about the ratings though. :fear: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C.R.A.Z.Y.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sounds nice. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Scary Movie 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Lake House&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Keanu Reeves and romance! That's a first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lady In The Water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;Me likes M Night Shyamalan yes yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PIRATES OF THE CARRIBEAN: DEAD MAN'S CHEST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Funny shit omg. Swords = action. And Johnny Depp + any movie = blockbuster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just My Luck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A chickflick once in a while is good for health, oi. And of course there's the adorable Chris Pine from Princess Diaries 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/1600/005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/320/005.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I didn't do the photoshop. "Prince Charming" is so ew (though he is in some sense of the word. wait. make it full sense x)). I ripped the cuteness off his fansite. xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FLAGS OF OUR FATHERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Based on a true story and I'm a sucker for war stories. I watched Band of Brothers and Saving Private Ryan some time ago and turned my living room into a swimming pool. No, I'm kidding. And I've just gone through Pearl Harbour, a beautiful tragedy- aaaaaagh it was so sad. *bows to Michael Bay* Oh and of course who could miss out Josh Hartnett?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/1600/joshhartnett%20pearlharbour.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/320/joshhartnett%20pearlharbour.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Black Dahlia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like a really good thriller-detective kindof story. Well maybe with hints of romance as well. But who cares? It stars JOSH HARTNETT!!!!!! (and Scarlett Johansson, whom I do not like at all. &gt;_&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry what started off as a movie list ended up as a passionate representation of pure bimboticness. (um.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;er. SQUEE!!!!!!!! (see now it's complete.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P.S. So You Think You Can Dance: HAHAHA RYAN GOT THROUGH!!!! I WIL CONTINUE WATCHING THE COMPETITION!!!!&lt;/span&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/19019372-114770101999233711?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/114770101999233711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=114770101999233711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/114770101999233711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/114770101999233711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/05/hahahaha-hahahaha-grease-grease-i-can.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-114745045127162519</id><published>2006-05-12T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T00:14:11.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have gotten my 2 CD-RWs back! From my mum who confiscated them because I burned _ into it and lent it to friends and she found out. -.- But whatever. THEY ARE BACK I CAN BURN MUSIC AGAIN! MEEP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went to Cat's house to &lt;s&gt;lame around&lt;/s&gt;do Geog project! Fine la we spent half of it doing other stuff (listening to music, but WE WERE PRODUCTIVE. We almost finished the Hilda Taba table (sorry Nat we didn't know you sent us an email with your research!)! :D Our table not bad ok considering there was only the two of us out of the supposed four. Nat sent us her research though she didn't come (thank youuu), but we only discovered it after we did the table. Who cares, at least she made an effort. I have to leave some things unsaid here because I refuse to comment on them here. *rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Cat and I rushed out the stupid table so we could watch Phantom of the Opera movie downstairs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of the sad 1 1/2 hour of the movie that I watched, I liked the Masquerade best. Although the singing in the OCR (musical) was better. Because I thought Phantom was at his most charming (or maybe it's because Gerard Butler made it so) and I liked the twist of events, even in the OCR. Now if PotO came to sg on their world tour I'll want to watch it. But no it's coming in 2007. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of world tours, GREASE IS COMING 26/5 bahhhhh I really want to watch. But my mum hasn't given me a response yet. She's trying to delay, for I don't know what. Wtf I'm planning to go on 27/5 or 28/5, if she doesn't give me a reply soon tickets are going to be sold out. And I'm not planning on watching the matinee, dammit. In short, she doesn't really want to watch it. And she wants to ask my dad! Shit I think if that happens I no hope already lor. Confirm cannot go. Sheesh whatever even if they object I'm going to buy the ticket myself or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. I am bored. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Division of a fertilized egg is called cleavage."&lt;br /&gt;Courtesy of Ting Liping! It's from her MSN personal message. It's so rubbish and weird in a gross sense. or like gross in a weird sense. Because, ew, can you imagine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok don't imagine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-114745045127162519?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/114745045127162519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=114745045127162519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/114745045127162519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/114745045127162519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-have-gotten-my-2-cd-rws-back-from-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-114708218639783157</id><published>2006-05-08T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T17:56:26.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahahahahaha I got 17/20 for NoS SI!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry perhaps this is really something you guys might think isn't worth rejoicing about, but it's an achievement for me! I get my 3.6! Most of you will be like, er science very difficult meh I can do my paper with my eyes closed and still get 4.0... while I've never been good at Science (and still isn't). I didn't get results like this last year. Ok la I got one bonus mark for handing in on time. and it's kindof sad that it's 2 marks short of a 4.0 (gimme one more mark for SI can already..), but who cares, it's the end result that counts and I can't say I'm not happy with it. :) I didn't exactly do fabulously for Chem and I spent 4 hours on my SI experiment and report. When I went to school I found out other people have spent like what. 14 days? I was expecting 12/20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Mrs Tan. Stupid Q go to hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GREASE GREASE GREASE MUSICAL IS HEEEEEEEERE I WANT TO WATCH!!!!!! $145 COME TO ME NOW!!!&lt;br /&gt;been bugging my mum every evening.. I hope she consents. :fear:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok back to math.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-114708218639783157?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/114708218639783157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=114708218639783157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/114708218639783157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/114708218639783157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/05/hahahahahaha-i-got-1720-for-nos-si-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-114690939535471842</id><published>2006-05-06T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T17:56:35.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today after 22 hours of sleep in 5 days I had to stay back for the 2006 GEP English Public Speaking Competition. And I wasn't even involved in it. But ok lor RGS participating so I go and support lor. At least it's less draining than training right. (!rhyme!) Sorry softballers I think even if I went for training I would doze off on the field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw alot of people I knew at HCI audi. More than I'd expected because I forgot some schools had GEP. And it was quite embarrassing I was just trying to dao them all. -.- Erm. I think all the teams not bad la just that some were nervous and started talking. like. this. Or forgot their lines. Andre was overusing the word "basically" hahaha (sorry Andre x)).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end both RG teams won 1st and 2nd so pro. Like last year. NUSH came in 3rd. Um. I think NYGH should've gotten 3rd (sorry NUSH). Some NY girls were so disappointed they cried. They shouldn't have though, because they were really more impressive in my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Halfway in between presentations, when the 110 group was about to go up, Cat made a very disturbing noise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"whiiiiooooooooiiiiit!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was just a whistle. But just about the ENITIRE auditorium turned around to stare at us. Us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;US!&lt;/strong&gt; I was the only person sitting beside her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAT YOU ASS!!!!!! #_# Take all your perverse deeds and rot in hell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really really hope the teachers thought it was those ACSI people in front of us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-114690939535471842?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/114690939535471842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=114690939535471842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/114690939535471842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/114690939535471842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/05/today-after-22-hours-of-sleep-in-5.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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-19019372.post-114623724874926834</id><published>2006-04-28T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T00:36:02.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know this meme's meant for LJ but&lt;br /&gt;wurhdeva, i'm putting it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Pick your birth month.&lt;br /&gt;- Strike all those that don't apply to you.&lt;br /&gt;- Bold five-ten that describe you best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JANUARY: &lt;s&gt;Stubborn and hard-hearted.&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;Ambitious and serious.&lt;/s&gt; Loves to teach and be taught. Always looking at people's flaws and weaknesses. &lt;strong&gt;Likes to criticize.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;s&gt;Hardworking and productive.&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;Smart, neat and organized.&lt;/s&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Sensitive and has deep thoughts.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;s&gt;Knows how to make others happy.&lt;/s&gt; Quiet unless excited or tensed. &lt;s&gt;Rather reserved.&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;Highly attentive.&lt;/s&gt; Resistant to illnesses but prone to colds. &lt;s&gt;Romantic but has difficulties expressing love.&lt;/s&gt; (what about thinks too much but has difficulties expressing her thoughts?) Loves children. &lt;strong&gt;Loyal.&lt;/strong&gt; Has great social abilities yet &lt;strong&gt;easily jealous.&lt;/strong&gt; Very stubborn and &lt;strong&gt;money cautious&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's amazing how i manage to cover it all up there and then. I could be an actress, you know. [x)]&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry you didn't get it, but I don't know what you think. I highly doubt I'll ever. ^^ i don't blame you though, it's my fault that I didn't dare ask you myself&lt;s&gt;, all the while you were talking about it&lt;/s&gt;. Because of my stupid cowardice, it ends here. I won't talk about it anymore. But on the other matter, I'm not giving up. I'll keep on trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[random] MY ITUNES TOP 25. (i.e. ramblings on music)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/1600/top%2025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5839/415/400/top%2025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say it's got it's fair share of oldies, lol. I don't think I'd ever discovered how good oldies are until then. Anyway I've only used my comp for 5 months, and iTunes for 2, which explains the miserable play count. erm. I don't especially like certain songs up there (Losing My Religion, Fix You) just that it so happens they get played everytime shuffle is on. Forever Young deserves more playtime! &gt;_&gt; i think my iTunes is biased. [/random]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't go for training today cos I had cramps before Assembly and went home early :/ but I took a nap today! :D when I woke up I was like OH MY MUCH MUCH MUCH NEEDED SLEEP &lt;33333456. bah. i want more free blocks, strategically placed at times when i'm most likely to sleep in class (11am+).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I crap too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw pearl, (in reply to the unfinished convo) it doesn't matter if Richard Gere's hair is grey! It just makes him even more attractive..... 8) hahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19019372-114623724874926834?l=blashret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/feeds/114623724874926834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19019372&amp;postID=114623724874926834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/114623724874926834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19019372/posts/default/114623724874926834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blashret.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-know-this-memes-meant-for-lj-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13985092698207205006</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>
