<?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-2818218662214877585</id><updated>2011-09-19T21:27:19.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yuki-chan's home</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>144</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-2078593759928298076</id><published>2011-02-12T15:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T16:43:38.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First post for 2011 ! ~</title><content type='html'>Phew.. finally got my macbook internet to work.&lt;br /&gt;Haven't posted in a while eh?&lt;br /&gt;I'm into my 3rd week of high school right now...&lt;br /&gt;Gotta make good impressions for my teachers.&lt;br /&gt;So i have to work hard, since the next 2 years are very important.&lt;br /&gt;Next year, i'm going into Year 11. The beginning of hell =="&lt;br /&gt;My teachers are recommending what subjects i should take for my future...&lt;br /&gt;Arghh, so annoying. This is my last year of freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, theres nothing much to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;My trip to HK &amp;amp; Japan was awesome :D&lt;br /&gt;Especially Tokyo Disneyland (Y)&lt;br /&gt;Overall, it was fun ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audition... sighs. Not as fun as last year.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is practically.... dead. gone. MIA.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the old days...&lt;br /&gt;But i'm sure, i'll be able to make new memories :)&lt;br /&gt;And i hope i get to see my baka again.&lt;br /&gt;Haven't seen him for a while... i hope he's alright.&lt;br /&gt;I miss him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days till Valentines !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-2078593759928298076?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2078593759928298076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=2078593759928298076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/2078593759928298076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/2078593759928298076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2011/02/first-post-for-2011.html' title='First post for 2011 ! ~'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-2026062424222501499</id><published>2010-12-22T09:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T10:38:30.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marriage and Ring..</title><content type='html'>Had my audi wedding 3 days ago. 19-12-2010.&lt;br /&gt;Big success! with no one around :D&lt;br /&gt;We passed in 1 shot.. even though we both lagged heeps.&lt;br /&gt;It's the same as last time..&lt;br /&gt;Nothing has changed.&lt;br /&gt;After the 'private' wedding at midnight,&lt;br /&gt;we went to couple shop to buy the stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I bought the Love License display, and bibi bought the ring.&lt;br /&gt;I bought the Dotty Cloud.. and he bought Angel Wing Ring :X&lt;br /&gt;I felt really guilty.. because the ring costs a lot more.&lt;br /&gt;But i could only afford the display... :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then yesterday, we chiong the ring.&lt;br /&gt;We're on the next ring - Daisy Lvl 6.&lt;br /&gt;I want to get to Saffron before i go to HK.&lt;br /&gt;Then we can change our love license and ring! :3&lt;br /&gt;He wants the Teddy Bear ring and i want the Pink Bunny display ~&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait till we reach it ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We basically did Couple BP the whole night.&lt;br /&gt;We earn money and a lot of heart points :)&lt;br /&gt;Bibi said we need 1100 heart points to get the next ring - Saffron.&lt;br /&gt;Oh gawd.. it feels like it's gonna take a while.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, we're only on 363 heart points right now... :X&lt;br /&gt;Man.. it'll probably take at least 3 days to get there.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, we'll take it slowly then :D&lt;br /&gt;We've got plenty of time. Its only the 22nd of December right now.&lt;br /&gt;But i really really want it :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 days till Christmas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-2026062424222501499?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2026062424222501499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=2026062424222501499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/2026062424222501499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/2026062424222501499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2010/12/marriage-and-ring.html' title='Marriage and Ring..'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-4329580844276776218</id><published>2010-12-18T19:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T20:06:23.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another day..</title><content type='html'>After work yesterday, i couldn't be stuffed going to my room.&lt;br /&gt;I fell asleep instantly after lying down on sofa bed in living room.&lt;br /&gt;All i remember was that someone told me to wake up.&lt;br /&gt;But i never did :D&lt;br /&gt;Then i woke up this morning around 7am,&lt;br /&gt;sleeping diagonally on the bed XD&lt;br /&gt;Man, i need to stop my habit of waking up early.&lt;br /&gt;It's good but also bad..&lt;br /&gt;Oh well :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out around 10am with sis to buy stuff.&lt;br /&gt;It was my friend's birthday today so yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;Bought a Lava lamp and a card for her.&lt;br /&gt;We also bought christmas presents for our little cousins ;D&lt;br /&gt;A small toy each, chocolate egg and M&amp;amp;M's.&lt;br /&gt;They better like it. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Got home, check fb.&lt;br /&gt;Went out to watch a movie with birthday girl and friends.&lt;br /&gt;We watched Megamind. It was hilarious :D&lt;br /&gt;Got home around 4-ish.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why.. i feel like i have no mood right now.&lt;br /&gt;This morning i was super hyper...&lt;br /&gt;but now? pfft. maybe i'm just bored :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt something new today in audi.&lt;br /&gt;It actually surprised me.. a lot.&lt;br /&gt;That my baka actually kept something away from me...&lt;br /&gt;But i understood why he did that.&lt;br /&gt;If i was him, i would've done the same thing too.&lt;br /&gt;But this is a secret he doesn't know yet :3&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy with the way we are right now.&lt;br /&gt;And he's a sweet guy.&lt;br /&gt;I have no doubts i chose the wrong person.&lt;br /&gt;But right now.. im waiting for him to go on.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, i don't mind :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Signing off.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-4329580844276776218?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4329580844276776218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=4329580844276776218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/4329580844276776218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/4329580844276776218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2010/12/just-another-day.html' title='Just another day..'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-575604769338933996</id><published>2010-12-16T23:30:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T00:12:13.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Storing each memory...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__l3X7vWcJso/TQoxbyrOVZI/AAAAAAAAAOM/jZL3plnacMA/s1600/2010_12_16_20.52.52.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551303844216853906" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__l3X7vWcJso/TQoyGOnFUAI/AAAAAAAAAOk/0-Y2d6i-nIM/s320/2010_12_16_20.55.23.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__l3X7vWcJso/TQoxLtiknRI/AAAAAAAAAOE/jW73SbeZFJw/s1600/2010_12_16_20.51.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551303567960481042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__l3X7vWcJso/TQoxLtiknRI/AAAAAAAAAOE/jW73SbeZFJw/s320/2010_12_16_20.51.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Took some ss while playing with Kai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like the last two ss ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before he went to bed, i asked if we could go to couple shop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We looked at the items, then decided to buy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We talk for a bit, saying NO this and NO that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He wanted to pay for ALL of it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i obviously can't let him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He has done so much already... he bought me so much already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would feel so guilty if he keeps paying for it all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I told him that no matter what, i'm paying for Couple Registration.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's the least i could do with the amount of money i have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But he insisted on buying it =.="&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the end, i won :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm buying the Couple Registration...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I think Kai will buy the ring.. and others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I honestly don't want him to buy me anymore items..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Makes my heart hurt just thinking how much money he spent on me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He should stop spending so much on audi, save up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That way I will be happy :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But guys are guys. they won't listen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He also joined PWM (finally) !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And we're going to change IGN together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going back to Hikari... oh no =.="&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can see all the dramas and dilemma already. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't really want to change back...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but Kai was persistant in me changing back so he could match his ign to mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Hikari' means Light. So the opposite would be 'Yami' which is Darkness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since my baka wanted it, i don't mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's the least I could do for how much he has done for me :3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're changing to _xHIKARI and _xYAMI&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hopefully no one will recognise me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-575604769338933996?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/575604769338933996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=575604769338933996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/575604769338933996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/575604769338933996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2010/12/storing-each-memory.html' title='Storing each memory...'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__l3X7vWcJso/TQoxbyrOVZI/AAAAAAAAAOM/jZL3plnacMA/s72-c/2010_12_16_20.52.52.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-6121733042583242304</id><published>2010-12-16T12:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T13:34:31.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miracle..</title><content type='html'>Wow... can't believe another year has passed.&lt;br /&gt;It's my last day at school for Year 9.&lt;br /&gt;Next year.. im a Year 10. the oldest in the lower school area.&lt;br /&gt;And we got exams next year... arghh.&lt;br /&gt;Damn, i feel old now XD&lt;br /&gt;It was a fun fun year.&lt;br /&gt;But next year will be even more fun! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broke up with Lumi in audi.&lt;br /&gt;It's my fault i hurt him. i regret that.&lt;br /&gt;But if i stayed with him any longer.. he'll be even more hurt.&lt;br /&gt;Because he was baka's 'replacement'.&lt;br /&gt;I finally realized that.&lt;br /&gt;And then a miracle happened last night...&lt;br /&gt;Baka and I got back together o.o&lt;br /&gt;He clicked the 'Couple Proposal' button...&lt;br /&gt;I was really shocked. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;I thought we could never be together again...&lt;br /&gt;But i guess i was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;I was so happy that i died on the computer. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;This time, i'll make it last. for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;After all one of my wishes in audi is to get a high ranked ring.&lt;br /&gt;Pretty ring.. so jealous. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Signing off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-6121733042583242304?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6121733042583242304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=6121733042583242304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/6121733042583242304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/6121733042583242304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2010/12/miracle.html' title='Miracle..'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-5218425820419709242</id><published>2010-12-14T14:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T14:32:02.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving on..</title><content type='html'>Whoa... haven't posted in a month.&lt;br /&gt;Many things have happened so far..&lt;br /&gt;And many new encounters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quit audi for about a month or so..&lt;br /&gt;due to family problems.&lt;br /&gt;Is it just me or does history keep repeating itself?&lt;br /&gt;Dad and his gambling issues...&lt;br /&gt;And the fact that he doesn't treat us like his blood-related family...&lt;br /&gt;Is this dejavu? Is it fate?&lt;br /&gt;Everytime i think about this, it makes me want to slap him.&lt;br /&gt;Stupidest Dad ever.&lt;br /&gt;And my mother? No comment...&lt;br /&gt;She hasn't done anything wrong. she kept getting shouted at by dad..&lt;br /&gt;And soon driven into a corner of madness.&lt;br /&gt;I wish i had a 'normal' dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, its nearly the end of the year.&lt;br /&gt;I finish school this coming Thursday! So excited &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have a new couple on Audition :D&lt;br /&gt;Even if i have 1/10 of my feelings lingering for my ex,&lt;br /&gt;I believe I am happy with the one i am with right now ^^&lt;br /&gt;I hope we'll last long :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna update my layout, pictures.. EVERYTHING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Signing off,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;14/12/10&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/2818218662214877585-5218425820419709242?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5218425820419709242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=5218425820419709242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/5218425820419709242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/5218425820419709242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2010/12/moving-on.html' title='Moving on..'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-1340657206713762377</id><published>2010-11-06T19:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T20:59:46.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>River Cruise :D</title><content type='html'>Went to the River Cruise on Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;It was da bomb (Y)&lt;br /&gt;Just spending 3 hours on that ship made my day.&lt;br /&gt;The ship had 3 stories -&lt;br /&gt;Bottom story was where all the dancing and loud music took place.&lt;br /&gt;Second story is sort of like a sitting place but smaller.&lt;br /&gt;Then the third and highest story was a more quiet place to sit and chat.&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed it. A lot.&lt;br /&gt;For once, i actually had a dance off with Emily. XD&lt;br /&gt;And i wore makeup... OUT.&lt;br /&gt;I am NEVER wearing makeup again until another special occasion.&lt;br /&gt;But i must admit, i liked the makeup my sis put on me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God... i've done 2 major tests already...&lt;br /&gt;I bet i failed my Maths test. i didn't even finish it!!&lt;br /&gt;It was damn hard. I wish it was algebra... damn it.&lt;br /&gt;And i got my Science test results back.&lt;br /&gt;For once, i am quite satisfied with my results (:&lt;br /&gt;I got 36/45 = 80%. And i didn't study either :D&lt;br /&gt;Because i'm in a special class, the cut-off mark is much higher than mainstream.&lt;br /&gt;The teacher said we had to get at least 35. SO I PASSED !!&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOO ~~~~&lt;br /&gt;Now all that is left is.... Math's result.&lt;br /&gt;I honestly don't want to find out. I KNOW I FAILED IT 100%.&lt;br /&gt;AAAARRRRGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;STUUPIDDDDD MAATTTHHSS TTEEAAACCHHHERRRR !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, broke up in Audition. even i find the reason stupid now.&lt;br /&gt;I don't expect us to get back together.&lt;br /&gt;But if we do... i would be very happy.&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's time to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;6/11/10&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-1340657206713762377?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1340657206713762377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=1340657206713762377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/1340657206713762377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/1340657206713762377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2010/11/river-cruise-d.html' title='River Cruise :D'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-2683221841992811675</id><published>2010-10-30T19:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T19:44:13.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 in 1 !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Updated:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- 4 new songs !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Upcoming:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- New display picture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was fun on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;As usual, me and a group of friends make a fool of ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;Especially Emily.. dayum.&lt;br /&gt;I swear, she was born to entertain me XD.&lt;br /&gt;We tied the end of our jacket sleeves together to form a double knot.&lt;br /&gt;Then we have to try untie it ourselves,&lt;br /&gt;WITHOUT the help of other people.&lt;br /&gt;Its pretty hard... i got stuck T-T&lt;br /&gt;Vanessa tied it so hard! Shes got man strength :D&lt;br /&gt;And stupid Emily! YOU BLOODY RETARD!!&lt;br /&gt;YOU PULLED MY KNOT TIGHTER!!!&lt;br /&gt;I had to get other people to untie my sleeves.&lt;br /&gt;It took them at least 5 mins to untie :P&lt;br /&gt;Even a teacher that walked past was laughing at me. :O&lt;br /&gt;I will kill her one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the city with my parents to get my contact lens.&lt;br /&gt;My mum &amp;amp; I waited so damn long to get them. at least 30-40min.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid optometrist was talking to his customers.&lt;br /&gt;He took up our lunch time.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, i wore them for the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;Its really comfortable. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;And we ate Hungry Jacks for lunch. very fattening. LOL :D&lt;br /&gt;And i realized how awkward it is to have lunch with your parents, only. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh, stressed out right now.&lt;br /&gt;My SOSE and Jap assignment is taking too long to do.&lt;br /&gt;Especially the jap. Go die stupid teacher!&lt;br /&gt;Telling us to make a japanese magazine cover &amp;amp; contents page...&lt;br /&gt;IT TAKES SOOOOOOO BLOODY LONG TO DESIGN IT!!&lt;br /&gt;And it's due on Tuesday... T-T&lt;br /&gt;I also got North Shore homework due tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Bah, screw NS. i ain't doing it this week.&lt;br /&gt;I'll hand it in next week :P&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, i just realized i got a Science test this coming up Thursday... T-T&lt;br /&gt;No moree... pleasee.&lt;br /&gt;I already had a Maths investigation...&lt;br /&gt;And i'm waiting for my failed results to come out.&lt;br /&gt;I hope i get at least 90% and above.&lt;br /&gt;If not, i really fail. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;River Cruise is coming uppp ~&lt;br /&gt;It's this Thursday.. right when i have my Science test... =.="&lt;br /&gt;I'll probably be like stressed out during the test, then party-ing at the disco.&lt;br /&gt;My sis volunteered to put make-up on me.... =.=&lt;br /&gt;I honestly don't want any. but she threatened me.&lt;br /&gt;"I won't take you there if you don't let me put make-up on you!"&lt;br /&gt;...Go die in a hole, stupid sis!&lt;br /&gt;It'll be the bomb of the term. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Early Halloween ! ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Signing off,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;30/10/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-2683221841992811675?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2683221841992811675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=2683221841992811675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/2683221841992811675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/2683221841992811675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2010/10/4-in-1.html' title='4 in 1 !'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-6729899170626122037</id><published>2010-10-26T17:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T17:59:50.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Game Plan.</title><content type='html'>I've been pretty busy these few days.&lt;br /&gt;Doing my homework, planning my assignments etc.&lt;br /&gt;I might not be on as much for now...&lt;br /&gt;Well, i'll try to go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I set up a plan.&lt;br /&gt;And i executed it.&lt;br /&gt;Because i want to find the truth.&lt;br /&gt;but i don't know if it'll work out as the way i planned it...&lt;br /&gt;Because he hasn't been on lately.&lt;br /&gt;Even so, i want to know the truth.&lt;br /&gt;but if it doesn't go the way i see it...&lt;br /&gt;then i guess it is good-bye to a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Signing off,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;26/10/10&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/2818218662214877585-6729899170626122037?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6729899170626122037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=6729899170626122037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/6729899170626122037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/6729899170626122037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2010/10/game-plan.html' title='The Game Plan.'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-6232441941142710563</id><published>2010-10-22T22:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T22:41:31.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insane moments... ;D</title><content type='html'>Wow... i haven't posted in a bit.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't really be bothered to write anything...&lt;br /&gt;But i guess posting once in a while isn't bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, i've been given so much homework.&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, it's driving me crazy.&lt;br /&gt;It's like all the homework are given to me all on the same day.&lt;br /&gt;I just finished my 'weekly' homework...&lt;br /&gt;But i will probably be given more next week... =.="&lt;br /&gt;I have a SOSE assignment, Japanese assignment, Maths Assignment&lt;br /&gt;and Science test next week.&lt;br /&gt;Dayum, SOMEONE KILL ME NOW!! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, although this is like more than 1 week late,&lt;br /&gt;the Peer Leading day was hell fun. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;Although my little friend wasn't in my group,&lt;br /&gt;but the Year 7's were awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Next year, another awesome year group will be formed :D&lt;br /&gt;The funniest thing was,&lt;br /&gt;Some of us Peer Leaders had to prepare the BBQ for Year 7's.&lt;br /&gt;There were 2 tables full of the bread roll and sausages&lt;br /&gt;the Year 7's had to come to either table to get their sausage sizzle.&lt;br /&gt;I was incharge of one of the tables. my friend was on the other table.&lt;br /&gt;But they all came to my table! XD not my friend's table.&lt;br /&gt;That was hilarious! She kept shouting,&lt;br /&gt;"Guys, if you want to get your sausage faster, come here!"&lt;br /&gt;But hardly any of them listened. XDDD ~~&lt;br /&gt;Maybe they liked my look more. LOL. jkjk.&lt;br /&gt;Every kid in my group came to me obviouslyy.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Andrea should consider S-M-I-L-I-N-G when giving them the sausage?&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, what's done is done already.&lt;br /&gt;Peer Leading will be even more fun next year :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Signing off,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;22/10/10&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/2818218662214877585-6232441941142710563?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6232441941142710563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=6232441941142710563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/6232441941142710563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/6232441941142710563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2010/10/insane-moments-d.html' title='Insane moments... ;D'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-786843368567074390</id><published>2010-10-12T22:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T22:27:40.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last term has started.</title><content type='html'>School started for Term 4 today.&lt;br /&gt;10 weeks of school... *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;I wish i was still on holidays, it would be the best.&lt;br /&gt;I got Peer Leading tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;It's the year 7's orientation tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait! They're also from Rostrata! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet i'll see my friend. I bet.&lt;br /&gt;Well, i get to skip school at least.&lt;br /&gt;And get free sausage sizzle! Yahooo! ~~&lt;br /&gt;After all, i am the one cooking it. =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, the guy homestaying has come.&lt;br /&gt;He came yesterday. He's called Ming. so asian, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;We're all from HK, so we speak cantonese at home.&lt;br /&gt;He's damn hilarious. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;We owned him in Wii Party! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA ~~~&lt;br /&gt;His reaction was the best. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;Overall, i wouldn't mind living with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might stop all my online game activities.&lt;br /&gt;Depending on my homework and shit.&lt;br /&gt;I want to get an even higher grade.. so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Might break ties and lose friends.&lt;br /&gt;Who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Signing off,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;12/10/10&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/2818218662214877585-786843368567074390?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/786843368567074390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=786843368567074390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Updated:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- 2 new songs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- New display picture&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My days spent with Hong passed so fast...&lt;br /&gt;It feels as though she is still here...&lt;br /&gt;She had to catch the plane at 5:45am today..&lt;br /&gt;My dad took me to the airport to see her one last time.&lt;br /&gt;Met up around 4:30am, she checked in.&lt;br /&gt;We talked for a bit before she went.&lt;br /&gt;I did my best not to cry.&lt;br /&gt;I will miss her, so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, i cried on my bed.&lt;br /&gt;Hong texted me after she arrived in Sydney.&lt;br /&gt;She said she cried on the plane as well...&lt;br /&gt;she already misses Perth.&lt;br /&gt;Just like how i miss her right now.&lt;br /&gt;It'll be a long time till i see her again.&lt;br /&gt;But i know we will meet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audition... it's getting boring now.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what i'm supposed to do.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even talk to people as much as i used to.&lt;br /&gt;Ever since that day.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't seen bibi in a while...&lt;br /&gt;I understand he is busy and has exams and such.&lt;br /&gt;But at least, once in a while, come online?&lt;br /&gt;Just to make me feel more relieved?&lt;br /&gt;I hope he goes online once he finishes his exams.&lt;br /&gt;After all, it's nearly our 1 month anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Signing off,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;7/10/10&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/2818218662214877585-2382279865698532565?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2382279865698532565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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She kicked me off the bed! &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;And it was my bed too. Dude, how does she sleep!?&lt;br /&gt;I ended up sleeping on the sofa outside my room...&lt;br /&gt;And i thought i was a heavy sleeper, shes worse!&lt;br /&gt;She didn't know at all until this morning. xD&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, won't be sharing a bed with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Signing off,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;1/10/10&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/2818218662214877585-6772996708078878970?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6772996708078878970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=6772996708078878970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/6772996708078878970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/6772996708078878970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2010/10/sleep-ing.html' title='Sleep-ing...'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-6848765021913473237</id><published>2010-09-30T11:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T12:20:41.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disastrous...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday night was horrible.&lt;br /&gt;People say 'forgive and forget', but those 2 things are impossible to me.&lt;br /&gt;Especially when my anger level went from 10/10 to 7/10.&lt;br /&gt;Now, i don't know what to believe.&lt;br /&gt;At first, it was a happy day.&lt;br /&gt;Had fun on audi, chit-chat with friends.&lt;br /&gt;And some peeps started teasing me, i don't mind those (:&lt;br /&gt;But then, the storm came.&lt;br /&gt;And the storm practically wrecked my whole happiness.&lt;br /&gt;Not only mine happiness, but others as well.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going into further details.&lt;br /&gt;But theres one thing i know about myself after this incident:&lt;br /&gt;When i hate someone, i never get over it.&lt;br /&gt;Even if he/she apologizes, it is something i don't forgive. or forget.&lt;br /&gt;That's why... I hate myself for being like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh... some people are despicable in this world.&lt;br /&gt;Especially that bitch from last night. Or should i say bastard?&lt;br /&gt;Second time in combat with him.&lt;br /&gt;He really likes ruining his reputation.&lt;br /&gt;Probably a dip shit in real life. drop-out, no life.&lt;br /&gt;And Calvin also, never knew you were like this man.&lt;br /&gt;Criticizing xSIAOKIA, siding with that bastard.&lt;br /&gt;You say you didn't know it was that bastard until after,&lt;br /&gt;but really, did it make a difference in your opinion after finding out?&lt;br /&gt;Did it? Did you think, "Ah fuck. I did something despicable."&lt;br /&gt;DID YOU? High chance is that you didn't.&lt;br /&gt;I can't tolerate it when you criticize a good friend of mine.&lt;br /&gt;To xSIAOKIA, she can tolerate it. but me, i cannot.&lt;br /&gt;I don't give a fuck if you criticize me. Go ahead. I ain't stopping you.&lt;br /&gt;But Siao was helping me. After i left the battlefield.&lt;br /&gt;And when that bastard started arguing with her, you helped him.&lt;br /&gt;You owe an apology to her. not me.&lt;br /&gt;And i don't accept apologies in circumstances like that.&lt;br /&gt;Nice knowing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J-, you also lied to me.&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't just a small lie that i can get over, big one.&lt;br /&gt;For 3 years straight, you lied.&lt;br /&gt;You still think i can trust you? Think again.&lt;br /&gt;Last night, i might've misunderstood that.&lt;br /&gt;All i could see was you laughing and talking with that bastard.&lt;br /&gt;Who was it that said PWM was cmi-ster?&lt;br /&gt;That, i might've misunderstood. I admit.&lt;br /&gt;But you lied to me, for these 3 years.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, if i found out you were a girl earlier, not in this incident.&lt;br /&gt;I might've accepted it. I would've forgiven you.&lt;br /&gt;But right now, i'm in no state to forgive you. or trust.&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't call you Joel anymore but Clara.&lt;br /&gt;Siao says you're a very nice girl. I don't doubt that.&lt;br /&gt;You might have your reasons for keeping your gender a secret.&lt;br /&gt;But to me, it feels like my trust in you as shattered.&lt;br /&gt;If you entrusted me with your secret, you would still have my trust.&lt;br /&gt;But no more. I'm very dumb-founded right now.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Signing off,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;30/9/10&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/2818218662214877585-6848765021913473237?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6848765021913473237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=6848765021913473237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/6848765021913473237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/6848765021913473237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2010/09/disastrous.html' title='Disastrous...'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-7893916291632828096</id><published>2010-09-28T23:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T23:51:48.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swim and survive ~ :D</title><content type='html'>Went swimming with Hong &amp;amp; Nadin today.&lt;br /&gt;Feels so nostalgic, last year all three of us together.&lt;br /&gt;Jumped into deep pool, it was warm. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;At that time i thought, "Did someone pee here?"&lt;br /&gt;ROFL. It felt awfully warm... oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Watched Hong do a proper dive. FAILLEEDDD ~~&lt;br /&gt;She did a belly flop instead. LOLL.&lt;br /&gt;Nadin &amp;amp; I couldn't stop laughing for a while.&lt;br /&gt;It really does feel nostalgic...&lt;br /&gt;Played some games, chit-chat etc.&lt;br /&gt;Got out, shower/change, buy food to eat.&lt;br /&gt;Then it was time to go our separate ways.&lt;br /&gt;Overall, it was a fun day :D&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait till Thursday !&lt;br /&gt;KARAOKEEEEE, CITYYY, BUBBLE TEAAA ~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back, shower-ed. so refreshinggg :P&lt;br /&gt;Got on comp, check some stuff and audi-ed.&lt;br /&gt;After 2 rounds, bibi popped up.&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't you be studying dude? xD&lt;br /&gt;I guess a break once in a while is good too.&lt;br /&gt;But wasting your money at lan... =="&lt;br /&gt;Ahh well, thats his decision. i'm fine with just seeing him (:&lt;br /&gt;Played ballroom the whole time... more fun than couple dance.&lt;br /&gt;Nearly reached 100 points, then he had to go.&lt;br /&gt;Theres always next time. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__l3X7vWcJso/TKINNKmEQII/AAAAAAAAANs/-E2EV9qdkh8/s1600/2010_9_28_17.29.30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521990612943126658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__l3X7vWcJso/TKINNKmEQII/AAAAAAAAANs/-E2EV9qdkh8/s320/2010_9_28_17.29.30.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__l3X7vWcJso/TKINyhbhw0I/AAAAAAAAAN0/33nA2E9TUHI/s1600/2010_9_28_17.30.12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521991254728098626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__l3X7vWcJso/TKINyhbhw0I/AAAAAAAAAN0/33nA2E9TUHI/s320/2010_9_28_17.30.12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__l3X7vWcJso/TKIODIZUDYI/AAAAAAAAAN8/RFFORz9rui4/s1600/2010_9_28_17.32.49.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521991540065701250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__l3X7vWcJso/TKIODIZUDYI/AAAAAAAAAN8/RFFORz9rui4/s320/2010_9_28_17.32.49.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the last picture ♥&lt;br /&gt;Good Night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;28/9/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-7893916291632828096?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7893916291632828096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=7893916291632828096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/7893916291632828096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/7893916291632828096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2010/09/swim-and-survive-d.html' title='Swim and survive ~ :D'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__l3X7vWcJso/TKINNKmEQII/AAAAAAAAANs/-E2EV9qdkh8/s72-c/2010_9_28_17.29.30.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-7411945460407785226</id><published>2010-09-27T23:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T23:16:51.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another day...</title><content type='html'>Hong and Nadin came over today. Had fun (:&lt;br /&gt;First, watched Star Golden Bell (Y)&lt;br /&gt;Then ate lunch, and played Wii.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think it was fun... but next was fun.&lt;br /&gt;We played dancing game on Wii, cracked them up.&lt;br /&gt;It was like our year's worth of exercise. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I was owning ! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA ~~~&lt;br /&gt;Then played on PS2 - Singstar &amp;amp; Guitar Hero.&lt;br /&gt;After that, Nadin mugged on my iPhone,&lt;br /&gt;while me and Hong had balloon war. LOL. We're so childish &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;That war went on for ages... hitting balloons on our head. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;And we popped like half of the balloons &gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;Then watched Hong fail epicly in Idiotproof Test &amp;amp; Moron Test.&lt;br /&gt;ROFL, SO FUNNY MAN.&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, i still love you Hong Dong &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;And i love you too Nadin &lt;3 XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bibi went on Audition (LIKE FINALLY DUDE! ^^)&lt;br /&gt;Played awhile, maybe an hour?&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't of afk-ed that long. We could've earned more heart points.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, i enjoyed it. (:&lt;br /&gt;I want to hurry upgrade our ring :/&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i should get my sis to play as well. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a freak now... yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Can't be helped. i'm on holidays and i'm DAMN bored.&lt;br /&gt;Well, gonna go sleep now. sis is bugging me.&lt;br /&gt;Good Night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Signing off,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;27/9/10&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/2818218662214877585-7411945460407785226?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7411945460407785226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=7411945460407785226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/7411945460407785226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/7411945460407785226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2010/09/just-another-day.html' title='Just another day...'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-984013119812582903</id><published>2010-09-26T21:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T22:26:28.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home-staying...</title><content type='html'>Nothing much to say really...&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, someone will be homestaying at my house soon...&lt;br /&gt;Jason's lil bro... i dont know his name. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I think it was Ming? Who knows...&lt;br /&gt;But if it is Ming... i'm screwed. XD&lt;br /&gt;because my chinese name also has 'Ming' in it.&lt;br /&gt;My chinese name is Leung Ming Mun.&lt;br /&gt;But everyone just calls me MunMun for short (:&lt;br /&gt;Its a name i grew up with xD&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i have to call him MingMing. ROFLL P:&lt;br /&gt;It sounds funny though... &gt;////&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad he'll be going to Murdoch College, not WSHS.&lt;br /&gt;If he went to WSHS, i could show him around.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid guy. choose the school for it's looks !&lt;br /&gt;Choose for conveniency douche bag !&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's his problem now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Signing off,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;26/9/10&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/2818218662214877585-984013119812582903?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/984013119812582903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=984013119812582903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/984013119812582903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/984013119812582903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2010/09/home-staying.html' title='Home-staying...'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-5259921274943423350</id><published>2010-09-22T17:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T17:47:31.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Updated:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- 5 new songs!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dedicate this post to, HONG ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WELCOME BACK HONGGG :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy you have come back to Perth !&lt;br /&gt;Even if it is only for 2 weeks, im really glad to see you.&lt;br /&gt;BUT YOU SHOULD'VE GODDAMN TOLD ME WHEN YOU WERE COMING!!&lt;br /&gt;Keeping it a secret from me... T-T&lt;br /&gt;AND THANKYOU FOR THE PRESENT ♥&lt;br /&gt;I love it, a lot. Especially the iPhone case xD&lt;br /&gt;Its so awesome (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After giving you like 50 billion hugs, i went hyper.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. especially at home. i was like jumping around.&lt;br /&gt;Its been 9 months since you went to Sydney, damn long.&lt;br /&gt;You went through hardships, and i went through loneliness.&lt;br /&gt;LOL, nvm that. I got many other friends with me (:&lt;br /&gt;I'm just glad i saw you.&lt;br /&gt;WE MUST TAKE TONS OF PHOTOS !!!&lt;br /&gt;And i'll be waiting for you to come to my house and live for a week :D&lt;br /&gt;I have many fun activities planned... LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Lets make everlasting memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh btw, its our 7 year anniversary !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've known each other for a LONG TIMEEE.&lt;br /&gt;7 years... wow. Time sure flies by fast.&lt;br /&gt;Dayum, i sound like an old man now. LOL :P&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i'm so happy that im crying. lols.&lt;br /&gt;I missed you heeps, Hong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW LETS GO, ADVENTURE WORLD ! LOL ~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Signing off,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;22/9/10&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/2818218662214877585-5259921274943423350?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5259921274943423350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=5259921274943423350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/5259921274943423350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/5259921274943423350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2010/09/welcome-back.html' title='Welcome back!'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-5053187905278211119</id><published>2010-09-19T20:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T21:28:31.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Appreciated (:</title><content type='html'>I dont know what to say...&lt;br /&gt;Thankyou to everyone who wished me Happy Birthday? :D&lt;br /&gt;And i enjoyed my birthday ^^&lt;br /&gt;Received many presents of all sorts...&lt;br /&gt;I like them all.&lt;br /&gt;There is no such present as 'crap' or 'didn't know what to get you'&lt;br /&gt;You people got me something,&lt;br /&gt;it shows that you were thinking of me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy with ALL my presents (:&lt;br /&gt;Thanks guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why audi is so complicated now...&lt;br /&gt;Many people are fighting... and so am i.&lt;br /&gt;Some people piss me off, personality wise.&lt;br /&gt;I can think of 2. but i won't name them.&lt;br /&gt;Am i PMS-ing? LOL. nahh, past it already =="&lt;br /&gt;I hardly get pissed... i wonder whats wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i need someone to lift up my mood...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Signing off,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;19/9/10&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/2818218662214877585-5053187905278211119?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5053187905278211119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=5053187905278211119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/5053187905278211119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/5053187905278211119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2010/09/appreciated.html' title='Appreciated (:'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-4677997825740877258</id><published>2010-09-15T21:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T21:37:20.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired...</title><content type='html'>Ahh... so tiring today =="&lt;br /&gt;Especially Phys Ed... -.-&lt;br /&gt;Stupid teacher, making us do boxing.&lt;br /&gt;Dont get me wrong, i like boxing. a lot.&lt;br /&gt;But she told us to do situps while boxing... =="&lt;br /&gt;Go die in a hole! You know how tiring it is?!&lt;br /&gt;Now my abs are hurting... :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;2 days to go!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Signing off,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;15/9/10&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/2818218662214877585-4677997825740877258?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4677997825740877258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=4677997825740877258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/4677997825740877258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/4677997825740877258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2010/09/tired.html' title='Tired...'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-4895940203430139423</id><published>2010-09-13T16:05:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T23:03:09.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>;D ~</title><content type='html'>After a day of argue and fights,&lt;br /&gt;It ended with a happy ending (:&lt;br /&gt;Thank god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! Gotten married on audi :D&lt;br /&gt;Here are some screenshots:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__l3X7vWcJso/TI47kpzQ57I/AAAAAAAAANg/il7oUgTsd7g/s1600/2010_9_12_19.27.34.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516412094457636786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__l3X7vWcJso/TI47kpzQ57I/AAAAAAAAANg/il7oUgTsd7g/s320/2010_9_12_19.27.34.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__l3X7vWcJso/TI47NTWXeHI/AAAAAAAAANY/Q21Q3Ye4nC8/s1600/2010_9_12_19_26_35.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516411693293860978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__l3X7vWcJso/TI47NTWXeHI/AAAAAAAAANY/Q21Q3Ye4nC8/s320/2010_9_12_19_26_35.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__l3X7vWcJso/TI46w5xGskI/AAAAAAAAANI/sPudtmPHwlQ/s1600/2010_9_12_19.27.19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516411205390348866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__l3X7vWcJso/TI46w5xGskI/AAAAAAAAANI/sPudtmPHwlQ/s320/2010_9_12_19.27.19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__l3X7vWcJso/TI3ccnAkwmI/AAAAAAAAANA/8rNboawF_OM/s1600/2010_9_12_19.28.14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516307502664565346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__l3X7vWcJso/TI3ccnAkwmI/AAAAAAAAANA/8rNboawF_OM/s320/2010_9_12_19.28.14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you everyone who attended and mega-ed (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was surprised myself, that we finished in 1 shot o.o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought we would fail a few times...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but its all good (Y)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bibi, lets chiong our next ring!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love youuu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;12th September, 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Signing off,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;13/9/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-4895940203430139423?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4895940203430139423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=4895940203430139423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/4895940203430139423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/4895940203430139423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2010/09/d.html' title=';D ~'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__l3X7vWcJso/TI47kpzQ57I/AAAAAAAAANg/il7oUgTsd7g/s72-c/2010_9_12_19.27.34.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-1704096682243467354</id><published>2010-09-11T10:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T11:47:34.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh...</title><content type='html'>I woke early early today...&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't sleep at all... =="&lt;br /&gt;Dont know why... maybe im just thinking too much?&lt;br /&gt;Got on, audi-ed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And got fucking pissed at a son of a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;Just because i didn't tell him my fb,&lt;br /&gt;doesnt mean he can just get angry.&lt;br /&gt;Dude, its personal/private matters.&lt;br /&gt;It's up to me to decide whether i give it out or not, not you.&lt;br /&gt;Then he said shit like,&lt;br /&gt;"I dw talk to you."&lt;br /&gt;FINE THEN, DONT TALK. I DONT GIVE A FUCK OK.&lt;br /&gt;You said you don't want to talk to me, fine by me.&lt;br /&gt;Then like 5 min later, he pm me back.&lt;br /&gt;Saying he was sorry and also angry + sad at same time.&lt;br /&gt;Dude, i dont care alright?&lt;br /&gt;He told me i could scold him but instead i said,&lt;br /&gt;"I'm not wasting my time going to scold you."&lt;br /&gt;He said he didn't want to talk to me, ok i understood.&lt;br /&gt;but then he comes back apologizing, not ok.&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't he get the bloody message?&lt;br /&gt;Fuck off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a very nice start of the day.&lt;br /&gt;After a day of working, i get all this shit.&lt;br /&gt;Great. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;Appreciated, _KKAI&lt;br /&gt;Now leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Signing off.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;11/9/10&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/2818218662214877585-1704096682243467354?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1704096682243467354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=1704096682243467354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/1704096682243467354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/1704096682243467354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2010/09/sigh.html' title='Sigh...'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-989976847868728273</id><published>2010-09-08T18:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T18:52:40.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>150th post!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Updates:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- New layout&lt;br /&gt;- DP of me (:&lt;br /&gt;- New music in playlist&lt;br /&gt;- Added Love-d section&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeahh, i FINALLY updated my blog for once ;)&lt;br /&gt;Lets celebrate! LOL. jkjk.&lt;br /&gt;Like it? hehehe.. of course.&lt;br /&gt;Now i dont need to change my layout for a while (Y)&lt;br /&gt;And don't criticise how i look!&lt;br /&gt;I know how awesome i look XD&lt;br /&gt;Just kidding :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Signing off.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;8/9/10&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/2818218662214877585-989976847868728273?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/989976847868728273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=989976847868728273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/989976847868728273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/989976847868728273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2010/09/150th-post.html' title='150th post!'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-1662443982697522517</id><published>2010-09-07T14:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T14:30:53.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to you !</title><content type='html'>Mmmm... my week was alright i guess.&lt;br /&gt;Spent Father's day together WITH my father xP&lt;br /&gt;Went to McDonalds for lunch,&lt;br /&gt;then i worked at our restaurant for the night.&lt;br /&gt;So dam busy... it was not funny.&lt;br /&gt;If i screwed up the take-aways and dishes, i would be dead meat.&lt;br /&gt;Ah yeah, im in-charge of the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;even thought i dont get paid ):&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, dad will be getting me @cash anywayy... as payment :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my Dad's birthday! Finally got him a present.&lt;br /&gt;I got him a ring... with my mum yesterday. she paid for it...&lt;br /&gt;coz i had no money T-T&lt;br /&gt;imma pay her back later today.. she'll probably say no though.&lt;br /&gt;I hope Dad will like it ^^&lt;br /&gt;He won't be reading this butttt.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DADDY !!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're getting older and older &gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA ~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B'day Countdown: 10 days to go !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-1662443982697522517?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1662443982697522517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=1662443982697522517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/1662443982697522517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/1662443982697522517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2010/09/happy-birthday-to-you.html' title='Happy Birthday to you !'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-1725878618507209283</id><published>2010-08-31T14:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T14:40:41.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another boring post...</title><content type='html'>As usual, im in my comp class.&lt;br /&gt;Teacher doesnt check on what we do... doesnt give a shiz.&lt;br /&gt;Well he does a bit but he always sits at his desk..&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. we can play games and he won't know :P&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh, its raining. Rain, Rain, Go away !&lt;br /&gt;I have to use my umbrella... argh. I cbb :/&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, i was supposed to help out at Year 8's sports carnival.&lt;br /&gt;They didn't have my name on the help-out list..&lt;br /&gt;I was like, WTF? I handed in my note though!&lt;br /&gt;Bah, screw it ==" i went to normal classes then.&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's not that bad in class (:&lt;br /&gt;Some teachers were away. And it was pretty fun today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, HT is such a douche bag. he dug his own grave in Science.&lt;br /&gt;Caroline &amp;amp; Vanessa were like in their own world - Anime World.&lt;br /&gt;Get a life? Hahas. Ranma &amp;amp; Naruto are OLD!&lt;br /&gt;HT was like, "You see this line? It separates the world between us and you 2."&lt;br /&gt;And then.. he said the most hilarious line ever.&lt;br /&gt;"I go over this line to satisfy both of you."&lt;br /&gt;ROFL!! LMFAO!! AHAHAHAHA !! SUCKERS!&lt;br /&gt;Such a douche. even he admit he dug his own grave XD&lt;br /&gt;Everyone around my table cracked up laughing.&lt;br /&gt;How did he think of that? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;He should be glad the teacher didn't hear that xD&lt;br /&gt;We got gay relief teacher for Science.. i call her 'Miss Gay'&lt;br /&gt;Since her name is Miss Day. Gay day. P;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, im ending my boring post now.&lt;br /&gt;Ciaos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-1725878618507209283?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1725878618507209283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=1725878618507209283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/1725878618507209283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/1725878618507209283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2010/08/another-boring-post.html' title='Another boring post...'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-2551414688273002853</id><published>2010-08-27T09:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T09:27:31.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zzzz....</title><content type='html'>Argh... im in computer class again.&lt;br /&gt;I'm about to fall asleep.... zzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;4 minutes till next class... science. =.="&lt;br /&gt;My dad's birthday is coming up...&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to get him.... *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;I'll just give him a hug. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be updating my blog in my next post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-2551414688273002853?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2551414688273002853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=2551414688273002853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/2551414688273002853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/2551414688273002853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2010/08/zzzz.html' title='zzzz....'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-2666456697899423287</id><published>2010-08-24T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T14:35:50.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Making a long post short (:</title><content type='html'>I did.&lt;br /&gt;LOL ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-2666456697899423287?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2666456697899423287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=2666456697899423287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/2666456697899423287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/2666456697899423287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2010/08/making-long-post-short.html' title='Making a long post short (:'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-3674823127050882501</id><published>2010-08-17T14:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T14:33:56.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keeping you posted ~</title><content type='html'>Haven't posted in a while. Hahas.&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what to say =="&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY, SIS !! (L)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're getting old xP BWAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;I gave her a card with a hot/sexy guy's body XD.&lt;br /&gt;And when she opens it, a song thats playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"I WANT CANDY!"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLS, epic right? MWUHAHAHAHA ~~~&lt;br /&gt;She bashed me up for that &lt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;How nice of her. Especially when i prepared a present.&lt;br /&gt;And i also gave her a snow globe. specially made.&lt;br /&gt;It had 'Special Sisters' on it. and some other crap.&lt;br /&gt;And i also gave her earrings that i handpicked myself ^^&lt;br /&gt;Altogether, it was worth it (:&lt;br /&gt;She liked it, i liked it.&lt;br /&gt;That's all that matters i guess P;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm... what else... AH, THATS RIGHT !&lt;br /&gt;My birthday is exactly a month away.&lt;br /&gt;17th September (L)&lt;br /&gt;My dad already got me a Wii =="&lt;br /&gt;I don't think i can ask for more... except one thing.&lt;br /&gt;But i'll save that till my birthday ^^&lt;br /&gt;Friends asked me if i was hosting a party...&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, i don't want to. not this year.&lt;br /&gt;I can't be bothered and... well...&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to have a family dinner kinda thing... you know?&lt;br /&gt;I haven't had one in a while.. so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;And i'm only turning 14 this year. nothing special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, another thing. something shocking to me =="&lt;br /&gt;Some guy will be homestaying at my house.&lt;br /&gt;When my parents told me that i was like, "WHAT!? WHO?"&lt;br /&gt;Then they said it was a guy who use to work at our restaurant's bro. lil bro.&lt;br /&gt;Then i was like, "Ohhhh, right."&lt;br /&gt;LOL, i got shocked for nothing &lt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;He's about my age. i think he's 1 year older...&lt;br /&gt;He's from Hong-Kong, just like me \m/&lt;br /&gt;I just hope he won't be going to the same school as me...&lt;br /&gt;Troublesome ==" i dont want trouble.&lt;br /&gt;Well, i mean, i don't mind trouble... but...&lt;br /&gt;Him on the other hand... if he does go to the same school as me...&lt;br /&gt;I'll need to help him and stuff. Give up my recess &amp;amp; lunch. T-T&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, thats for my parents to decide.&lt;br /&gt;I don't give a shiz what they decide.&lt;br /&gt;coz i got no say in this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dam, computer class is so dam boring.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, im in class right now. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Gay &lt;.&lt; hurry up! i wanna go home !&lt;br /&gt;LMAO ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-3674823127050882501?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3674823127050882501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=3674823127050882501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/3674823127050882501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/3674823127050882501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2010/08/keeping-you-posted.html' title='Keeping you posted ~'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-2545906688516430836</id><published>2010-07-29T20:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T21:29:14.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving on...</title><content type='html'>It's been more than a month since Grandma left us.&lt;br /&gt;Each day flies past like it never happened.&lt;br /&gt;Day by day, we are gaining our smiles back.&lt;br /&gt;But only my Mum cannot smile properly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i can't mope around with my past forever.&lt;br /&gt;But i also can't forget about her...&lt;br /&gt;So i've decided to accept my past and move on.&lt;br /&gt;Because next time, i am prepared.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-2545906688516430836?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2545906688516430836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=2545906688516430836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/2545906688516430836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/2545906688516430836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2010/07/moving-on.html' title='Moving on...'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-4426110709973567981</id><published>2010-06-19T16:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T17:00:21.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worst weekend...</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling worse than ever...&lt;br /&gt;Unable to smile, unable to forget.&lt;br /&gt;Tears just keep falling down...&lt;br /&gt;Like a never-ending rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Grandma passed away today. around 4am.&lt;br /&gt;My mum received a phone call from the hospital around 4... or earlier.&lt;br /&gt;They told her my grandma didn't make it. gone.&lt;br /&gt;I think i heard my mum scream or something...&lt;br /&gt;Then i heard a lot of weeping... then i heard footsteps.&lt;br /&gt;My sisters woke up. and so i woke up too.&lt;br /&gt;My mum was on the phone with my aunt (mum's sis) and went downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;When i opened my door, my dad told us Grandma passed away.&lt;br /&gt;Donna &amp;amp; Bonnie started crying almost immediately.&lt;br /&gt;I was in shock. unable to say a word.&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly, tears ran down my face. but i didnt weep. or sob.&lt;br /&gt;Dad told us to go back to bed. he &amp;amp; mum went to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;We all went back to our rooms. and cried like we never cried before.&lt;br /&gt;I cried, for a long time. cried till i fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;I hoped that this was all a dream and when i wake up,&lt;br /&gt;it never happened. but in my heart, i know its reality.&lt;br /&gt;I have to accept the fact that all good things come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;That our loved ones will part from us one day.&lt;br /&gt;I have to accept that fact.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-4426110709973567981?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4426110709973567981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=4426110709973567981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/4426110709973567981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/4426110709973567981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2010/06/worst-weekend.html' title='Worst weekend...'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-5835414590407221083</id><published>2010-03-28T19:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T19:56:02.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy and sad...</title><content type='html'>Last week, i had an English Test for North Shore.&lt;br /&gt;I got my results back today. surprise surprise!&lt;br /&gt;I got the highest mark in the whole class. WOOO!!&lt;br /&gt;When i found out i was like, "You're joking right?"&lt;br /&gt;There was no way i could get the highest mark.&lt;br /&gt;then i got my test papers back. omg. its true.&lt;br /&gt;SOO HAPPPPPPPPPPPPPPYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!&lt;br /&gt;YAHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~~~~&lt;br /&gt;Got home. showed my Mum. she was more happy than me.&lt;br /&gt;Treated me to.... KFC for lunch. LOL. great reward =="&lt;br /&gt;Too bad my Dad wasnt here.... i miss him already.&lt;br /&gt;He went to HK yesterday night. i sent him off.&lt;br /&gt;It's my 2nd Uncle's wedding today (dad's 2nd oldest bro).&lt;br /&gt;My uncle is coming to Australia on the 6th. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;With my so-called 'aunt' as well. not too fond of her.&lt;br /&gt;At least they will be gone in about 10 days... i think =="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh. haven't talked to blob in a while and we start a fight =="&lt;br /&gt;He's changed... into a bastard. i dont know whats gotten into him.&lt;br /&gt;Bullying a new student, stealing his stuff and being racist. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;And he told me all those things he did on the phone as well.&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck is wrong with him? did his brain burn or what?&lt;br /&gt;Did he think i would support him? fucking bastard.&lt;br /&gt;When i said to him, "wth are you doing? it's wrong doing that."&lt;br /&gt;he even got the nerve to say, "No, make me. i like doing it."&lt;br /&gt;OMFG. i REALLY REALLY wanted to slap him.&lt;br /&gt;Who the fuck is he now?! he's like a total stranger. an asshole.&lt;br /&gt;The last thing i said to him before he hung up was,&lt;br /&gt;"I don't want to be friends with a guy like you. I dont know you anymore."&lt;br /&gt;I think i heard him mumble, "So, whatever."&lt;br /&gt;That made me even more pissed. argh.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not his friend anymore. no, its more like....&lt;br /&gt;I'm not friends with people like that. I never will be.&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to hear his voice anymore. or see him.&lt;br /&gt;or anything to have to do with him.&lt;br /&gt;DISAPPEAR FROM MY LIFE. I DONT FUCKING LIKE HIM ANYMORE.&lt;br /&gt;GO TO HELL ASSHOLE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-5835414590407221083?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5835414590407221083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=5835414590407221083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/5835414590407221083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/5835414590407221083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-and-sad.html' title='Happy and sad...'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-7137713261729349819</id><published>2010-03-20T21:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T21:31:42.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahhh.... i got reminded of Hong by a song... =="&lt;br /&gt;I like that song, but it just makes me feel like something is missing...&lt;br /&gt;like Hong is missing. argh, makes me want to cry.&lt;br /&gt;When i want to cry because Hong isnt here, i tell myself-&lt;br /&gt;"Its alright. she will come back and visit us."&lt;br /&gt;but now those words make me feel worse... argh.&lt;br /&gt;Please tell me an answer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An average day i guess...&lt;br /&gt;Nothing special... nothing new.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else to write.&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-7137713261729349819?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7137713261729349819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=7137713261729349819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/7137713261729349819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/7137713261729349819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2010/03/ahhh.html' title=''/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-7378161862736142971</id><published>2010-03-13T21:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T21:43:03.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories in HK...</title><content type='html'>Mmm... downstairs comp is now mine =)&lt;br /&gt;Since Bonnie &amp;amp; Donna have their own laptops.&lt;br /&gt;Erased some shits on the comp... a lot more space now.&lt;br /&gt;I still want more memory on this comp...&lt;br /&gt;its only 74 gigs.... i want a 100gig comp... at least.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, can't expect much right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin in HK (well, im suppose to call him 'bro' because we share the same surname and blood i guess.)&lt;br /&gt;Added him on facebook. wow.&lt;br /&gt;I was.... shocked? lol. to see his display picture.&lt;br /&gt;Was he this... mmm.... good-looking? o.O&lt;br /&gt;I have many memories of him &amp;amp; me when we were kiddies.&lt;br /&gt;He was super chubby. like me. but cute at the same time &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg, i can't believe im thinking like this right now.&lt;br /&gt;HE'S OLDER THAN ME!! by 1 year. can you believe it?&lt;br /&gt;And he's still shorter than me. throughout his whole life so far,&lt;br /&gt;i've been taller than him. he was never taller than me.&lt;br /&gt;Argh, i dont wanna keep calling him 'him'. i'll be nice.&lt;br /&gt;I'll call him by his name. J-A-C-K-Y. HAHAHAHAHA ~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, he does drama. if i remember correctly... from my HK trip.&lt;br /&gt;I looked at photos of him. Woww, make-up on him.&lt;br /&gt;Bonnie was like, "SOO GOOD-LOOKING! LENG ZAI!"&lt;br /&gt;I must admit, he is leng zai. xD.&lt;br /&gt;Then, bonnie asked me, "Have you fallen for him?" -nudge-&lt;br /&gt;I was disgusted. like, WTF ARE YOU SAYING WOMAN?!?!!?&lt;br /&gt;He's my cousin. He's my B-R-O-T-H-E-R. no way in hell.&lt;br /&gt;I wouldnt fall in love with someone once i see a hell nice picture of them.&lt;br /&gt;Pffft. if there is anyone like that in the world, they're too naive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacky... mmm... Jacky... i didnt talk to him at all. when we met again.&lt;br /&gt;We met... at the last 'Leung family' dinner in HK....&lt;br /&gt;Soo... i only saw him once. on the 2nd last day of my trip.&lt;br /&gt;I was amazed. he actually GREW taller! but i was still taller than him xD.&lt;br /&gt;I think next year when i go to HK again,&lt;br /&gt;he will be taller than me. most likely since he's a guy.&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;T-T i dont wanna be shorter than him! not yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm..... wtf? this whole post is about him. LMFAO.&lt;br /&gt;Makes me sound as though im obsessed with my cousin/brother.&lt;br /&gt;Nah, im not obsessed with him. its just.....&lt;br /&gt;i was super shocked. looking at his photos.&lt;br /&gt;The word 'Casanova' ran through my mind when i saw them.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. AHAHAHAHA!! i feel like im a stalker now O.O&lt;br /&gt;-stalks Nadin in the middle of the night-&lt;br /&gt;Ehehehehe....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-7378161862736142971?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7378161862736142971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=7378161862736142971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/7378161862736142971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/7378161862736142971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2010/03/memories-in-hk.html' title='Memories in HK...'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-304134285516963294</id><published>2010-03-10T21:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T21:28:34.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After a long time~~</title><content type='html'>*Sigh* Although i started school a while ago...&lt;br /&gt;My classes are gay. gay. gay.&lt;br /&gt;I miss my year 8 classes... they were more lively.&lt;br /&gt;I had more friends... and those days were filled with laughter.&lt;br /&gt;Well, we're moving on anyway....&lt;br /&gt;Time flies past when you're having fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont have much to say...&lt;br /&gt;but i hope i can forget... the things that make me unhappy and angry...&lt;br /&gt;Lately a lot of things are making me unhappy...&lt;br /&gt;But i wont lose to it. i'll fight back so i'll gain the happiness i want ^^&lt;br /&gt;I... want to enjoy this year. even if Hong isnt with me.&lt;br /&gt;Soooooooo, wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-304134285516963294?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/304134285516963294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=304134285516963294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/304134285516963294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/304134285516963294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2010/03/after-long-time.html' title='After a long time~~'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-8936944364153787408</id><published>2009-12-29T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T23:15:11.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good day to unexpected night...</title><content type='html'>I couldn't sleep the WHOLE night... it was really hot.&lt;br /&gt;I had my fans full blast on... but i still couldn't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I probably only got about 2-4hrs of sleep... argh.&lt;br /&gt;I hate summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something was bothering me... before i slept.&lt;br /&gt;Do i still like him or not?&lt;br /&gt;When he said lets go to the movies, i felt different.&lt;br /&gt;Like inside, i was starting to feel warm... then it suddenly went cold.&lt;br /&gt;but that only lasted for a few seconds...&lt;br /&gt;So i asked myself, "Do i still like him? or have i moved on?"&lt;br /&gt;I think the main reason i went to the movies with him...&lt;br /&gt;was to find the answer to my question.&lt;br /&gt;And i finally found it, after watching the movie.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like him anymore. it was all clear to me.&lt;br /&gt;Crystal clear. i didnt feel any different when talking to him.&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, im glad i've left those feelings behind me =)&lt;br /&gt;I think its easier for me to talk to him now... because...&lt;br /&gt;for the whole year, i've built a wall between me&amp;amp;him.&lt;br /&gt;Never said hi, or even stopped for a chat.&lt;br /&gt;i would only say hi when he says it first, otherwise, never.&lt;br /&gt;Nadin, if u want to know who it is, ask away.&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to say his name here...&lt;br /&gt;btw, Sherlock Holmes was awesome =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonnie's TER results just came out... she passed.&lt;br /&gt;but the only problem is... she didnt get into Curtin.&lt;br /&gt;I found out because she was crying upstairs and i eavesdropped.&lt;br /&gt;I felt sad for her... really sad. must be worse for her...&lt;br /&gt;Then some bloody asshole had to say something worse to me =.=&lt;br /&gt;I'll call him panda.. dont ask why.&lt;br /&gt;He asked me whats wrong? then i told him.&lt;br /&gt;And then he says, "So? that has nothing to do with u. get over it."&lt;br /&gt;I got so fucking pissed. HELLO, SHES MY SISTER.&lt;br /&gt;I think he has no brains inside his hollow skull. bastard =.=&lt;br /&gt;I yelled at him and he replies, "Chill chill, what r u so angry for?"&lt;br /&gt;WHAT AM I SO ANGRY FOR?! WHY DONT U USE UR BRAIN FOR ONCE!&lt;br /&gt;And i can't believe panda has a gf ! I HOPE SHE DUMPS HIM !!&lt;br /&gt;GO DIE IN A FUCKING HOLE !! BLOODY FUCKED UP BASTARD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end. that's all for today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-8936944364153787408?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8936944364153787408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=8936944364153787408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/8936944364153787408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/8936944364153787408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/good-day-to-unexpected-night.html' title='Good day to unexpected night...'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-6707359554784371208</id><published>2009-12-28T18:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T21:16:19.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>updated...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Updates:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- New layout !&lt;br /&gt;- New music player !&lt;br /&gt;- New title bar writing. read below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I woke up one morning,&lt;br /&gt;thinking about you,&lt;br /&gt;how you made me feel looking at you,&lt;br /&gt;how you made me happy,&lt;br /&gt;how you made me unhappy,&lt;br /&gt;And how you made me fall in love with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAYY !! FINALLY FOUND ANOTHER LAYOUT I LIKE ~~~&lt;br /&gt;Took me a while.... =P im lazy at these things.&lt;br /&gt;Yep yep, its white again... i like white things these days xD&lt;br /&gt;Like my phone, its white too.&lt;br /&gt;Talking about my phone... i finally fixed it &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally jailbreaked it... after how many months? 6?&lt;br /&gt;i could've done it earlier.. but i couldn't be bothered.&lt;br /&gt;Used Cydia to download layouts. FF VIII ALL THE WAY !!&lt;br /&gt;Final Fantasy is the best game... ever. =D&lt;br /&gt;I want to get PS3 so i can play FF VIII + FF VIII Versus....&lt;br /&gt;but its so damn expensive... T.T and,&lt;br /&gt;You can't modify ps3 so u can play downloaded games... gay.&lt;br /&gt;I'll stick with ps2 xD. Guitar Heroooooo ~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sigh* so bored these days. nothing to do...&lt;br /&gt;Got invited by a friend to go to the movies tomorrow... =D&lt;br /&gt;Avatar... my sis said it was really good.. besides the blue peoples...&lt;br /&gt;xD i thought it was horror. im kinda interested too...&lt;br /&gt;Well, i'll enjoy it tomorrow =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least for now, something is keeping me busy... ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-6707359554784371208?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6707359554784371208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=6707359554784371208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/6707359554784371208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/6707359554784371208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/updated.html' title='updated...'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-202172394512334034</id><published>2009-12-27T11:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T11:37:14.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays...</title><content type='html'>Mmmm... december is coming to an end...&lt;br /&gt;And i haven't posted for a least a month.. xD&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... cant think of anything to write...&lt;br /&gt;Well... its actually me who can't be bothered typing.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent Christmas with cousins on my Mum's side.&lt;br /&gt;They got us presents... but we didnt get them anything.&lt;br /&gt;felt guilty &gt;.&lt; Ah well, must remember to get them one next time.&lt;br /&gt;played Super Mario Bros on Wii with little cousins... SO FUNN !!&lt;br /&gt;Little baby Isaac kept wanting me to carry him.. argh.&lt;br /&gt;now my right arm is soree ! Ah well, i'll forgive him for being so cuteee =)&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, went to King's Park before bbq at cousin's house.&lt;br /&gt;My Mum, Dad and Sister(bonnie) were all tired just walking around.&lt;br /&gt;OMG!! SO UNFIT !! XD. i wasn't tired at all.&lt;br /&gt;We walked around for about... 1 hr? on a hot sunny day. HAHAHAHA ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boxing Day... mmm... boring. went to Fremantle for fish&amp;amp;chips.&lt;br /&gt;The breeze was very cool ! but my mum was cold =.=&lt;br /&gt;Went home... sleep. =P i like sleeping. its my hobby. xD&lt;br /&gt;Dad went to do something... i don't know what.. got him a bit pissed.&lt;br /&gt;Night time, went out for dinner with... family friend.&lt;br /&gt;City... at an Auntie's restaurant. yummyy ~~&lt;br /&gt;Then, my dad went to play Mahjong with friends... so where did we go?&lt;br /&gt;We went to Timezone... 11pm. xD. SOO MANY PEOPLES... outside.&lt;br /&gt;And lots of policemen. probably because all the pubs are open.&lt;br /&gt;Some racist bastards tried to speak chinese to us. i put up my rude finger.&lt;br /&gt;They don't have any fucking brains man... i was ready to swear at them.&lt;br /&gt;Then i thought, screw it. they're not worth yelling at. bunch of assholes.&lt;br /&gt;Arrived at Timezone, nearly empty? XD. good good.&lt;br /&gt;Played lots of games... like DDR. xDD. then more peoples came. asians =.=&lt;br /&gt;A bunch of asians came... full of guys and only 2 girls. Pimp much!?&lt;br /&gt;I hate those kind of girls. she was playing racing and was shouting,&lt;br /&gt;"OMG, ITS SO HARD TO TURN THE WHEEL" BLAH BLAH BLAH&lt;br /&gt;in cantonese. i shouted back, "YOU'RE SO BLOODY LOUD" in canto.&lt;br /&gt;God, if its so hard for u to turn the wheel, then DONT drive !!&lt;br /&gt;Stupid people. most likely FOBs. played drums. ownagee =D&lt;br /&gt;12pm. walked to Utopia for some drinks. OMG, so many asians.&lt;br /&gt;At least 20 peoples crowding around a longggggggg table.&lt;br /&gt;3 girls. rest were guys. WTF?! PIMP AGAIN?!&lt;br /&gt;Got home, around 1pm. i was dead. dead tired. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder... what i'm going to do today? Who knows...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-202172394512334034?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/202172394512334034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=202172394512334034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/202172394512334034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/202172394512334034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2009/12/holidays.html' title='Holidays...'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-4552810506510525426</id><published>2009-11-22T17:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T18:32:09.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not much to say...</title><content type='html'>Mhmm... i've been playing games recently...&lt;br /&gt;Started playing ms again... =.=" yepp, im sad xD&lt;br /&gt;had to start a new account coz my old account got hacked T.T&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, i only play to entertain Angelina anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planning on changing my skin again...&lt;br /&gt;i'm kinda sick of staring at it.... white =.=&lt;br /&gt;I like it but just... getting plain now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oral tomorroww ! So excited, yet nervous &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the anchorman and interviewer.... -nervous-&lt;br /&gt;xD wish me luck tomorrow !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-4552810506510525426?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4552810506510525426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=4552810506510525426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/4552810506510525426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/4552810506510525426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2009/11/not-much-to-say.html' title='not much to say...'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-7107389368017061201</id><published>2009-11-12T20:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T22:00:05.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not so good...</title><content type='html'>Sigh... not doing so well lately...&lt;br /&gt;My parents condition is getting worse and worse...&lt;br /&gt;Dad yelled at me yesterday... but i understand.&lt;br /&gt;He bears something painful... but of course,&lt;br /&gt;neither my Mum or Dad will tell me. I'm not part of it.&lt;br /&gt;I forgive my Dad for yelling at me because i know,&lt;br /&gt;this is not the right time to be mad at my Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna type out what happened since its... personal.&lt;br /&gt;But i just know, my household is changing... quickly.&lt;br /&gt;The atmosphere is very... unsettling... and sad.&lt;br /&gt;You know, my Mum asked this question about 2 days ago&lt;br /&gt;"If me &amp;amp; your dad were to divorce, who would you go with?"&lt;br /&gt;At that time i thought, omg? is this for real?&lt;br /&gt;I didn't believe in it but i gave an answer anyway...&lt;br /&gt;There are good points about my Mum &amp;amp; Dad...&lt;br /&gt;but overall, i would go with my Mum...&lt;br /&gt;When my Mum asked that, i felt like i wanted to cry.&lt;br /&gt;i never cried or believed in it... positive thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;I just hope we will never go that path... hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mainly negatives today... not many good...&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and what you said on the phone, Nadin&lt;br /&gt;That me &amp;amp; Hong's life is much harder than yours&lt;br /&gt;thats not entirely true... im sure your life is hard at times.&lt;br /&gt;But just for now, its worse.&lt;br /&gt;After schools now, im focusing on going out for walks.&lt;br /&gt;If you're free, come join me ! We can lie on the grass in Prendwick.&lt;br /&gt;Stare at the sky.... filled with dull clouds.&lt;br /&gt;Even my Mum told me to go out for walks... which was unusual.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i should accept her advice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall pray for a miracle to happen....&lt;br /&gt;Something that will cure the war in my house right now...&lt;br /&gt;I hope something will drive these tears away soon...&lt;br /&gt;And i hope something will cheer me up =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(I know this is random but its what im thinking...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-7107389368017061201?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7107389368017061201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=7107389368017061201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/7107389368017061201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/7107389368017061201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2009/11/not-so-good.html' title='not so good...'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-4036814736082661001</id><published>2009-11-10T20:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T22:12:16.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Free happiness...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Updates !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New playlist !&lt;br /&gt;New songs !&lt;br /&gt;New title !&lt;br /&gt;More desires !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mhmmm.... exceptionally happy day.... =D&lt;br /&gt;No particular reason.....&lt;br /&gt;Felt no pain, no sadness, no worries, nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Yup, this is who i want to be. F-R-E-E !&lt;br /&gt;It feels like im on a fresh start ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just read 'A Kiss for my Prince' but its on-going.&lt;br /&gt;SO GOOD &gt;.&lt; can't stop reading it.&lt;br /&gt;i can probably guess what the ending is going to be like.&lt;br /&gt;Argh, i keep thinking about next year &gt;/////&lt;&lt;br /&gt;All the little Year 8s !! WAHAHAHAHAHAHA !!&lt;br /&gt;I get to bully them ! Hehehe.... more asians ! C'mon !&lt;br /&gt;Yes... before that, needa get a makeover once more !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(edited)&lt;br /&gt;For those who can't be bothered reading my title,&lt;br /&gt;I will tell you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Next time when you open your eyes&lt;br /&gt;The world might have already changed&lt;br /&gt;So i will close my eyes for a bit longer&lt;br /&gt;And dream of you&amp;amp;me, together (:&lt;br /&gt;When i wake up, you will be beside me&lt;br /&gt;And i'll know we haven't changed (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it didnt make sense at first... but yeahh...&lt;br /&gt;It made sense to me, that is all i need =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know its not the right time, but im signing off.&lt;br /&gt;Earlier you sleep, earlier you rise =D&lt;br /&gt;Good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-4036814736082661001?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4036814736082661001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=4036814736082661001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/4036814736082661001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/4036814736082661001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2009/11/updates.html' title='Free happiness...'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-4963742191046915392</id><published>2009-11-06T19:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T19:40:37.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mmmmm.... atmosphere is slowly changing. From bad to good.&lt;br /&gt;My Dad is more.... talkative now. i think he thought over it.&lt;br /&gt;about what he did to make Mum angry + unhappy...&lt;br /&gt;He was in the theatre room nearly everyday.&lt;br /&gt;I always got worried thinking, "When will they be able to talk again?"&lt;br /&gt;In the end, something worse happened.&lt;br /&gt;My Grandma, got sent to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;I was.... shocked. and speechless. my mind was blank.&lt;br /&gt;I thought, "Grandma? To the hospital?... no way."&lt;br /&gt;Bonnie told me she got breathing problems....&lt;br /&gt;At that time... i wanted to cry. like its all over or something.&lt;br /&gt;I held it in until i went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;Let it all out.&lt;br /&gt;I was really worried about Grandma... a lot that i started to cry.&lt;br /&gt;I pulled through it... but i guess it had after affects. at school.&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't exactly in my full mood at school. i was more... unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't help it but feel that way. some people noticed it.&lt;br /&gt;Rachel noticed it. she told me i was looking at the ground a lot.&lt;br /&gt;which i dont really dont often look at....&lt;br /&gt;But now, Grandma is back and i guess, healed?&lt;br /&gt;I dont know... but i look out for her more then usual now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-4963742191046915392?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4963742191046915392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=4963742191046915392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/4963742191046915392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/4963742191046915392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2009/11/mmmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-4827502715593383361</id><published>2009-10-27T16:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T17:13:14.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alrightyy...</title><content type='html'>Mhmmm... wedding was alright. no skirt for me =D&lt;br /&gt;Went on for a long time... until around 11, we left.&lt;br /&gt;got home around 11:30-ish. tired.&lt;br /&gt;When i layed down on my bed, not even 5min, fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sigh* i still dazed about what happened between me &amp;amp; blob...&lt;br /&gt;He called me yesterday night... so today i was dead tired.&lt;br /&gt;I was soooo happy that he called me =D&lt;br /&gt;but my outter character took over me... so i acted like i didnt care =.=&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i hate myself... so much.&lt;br /&gt;I told him im going to HK in Jan, he was really happy.&lt;br /&gt;I promised i would meet up with him &gt;/////&lt;&lt;br /&gt;He got really excited and started to plan what to do...&lt;br /&gt;I went along with the mood and eventually... acted like myself =)&lt;br /&gt;He wants to go get a haircut with me... but im getting one with my sis's.&lt;br /&gt;Soo... he's coming with me &amp;amp; my sis's !! &gt;///////&lt;&lt;br /&gt;HEHEHEHEHE, IMMA GET HIM TO GET AZN HAIRSTYLE ~~~&lt;br /&gt;Wahh.... -drools- LMFAO !!&lt;br /&gt;I seem like a pervert LOL.. nahh.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i think he is too good for me.... since he had 5 gf's =.=&lt;br /&gt;He's got the looks, hair, voice and SMILEEEEEEE ~~~&lt;br /&gt;RAWR, im exaggerating too much &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;When he had to hang up last night.... i was so happy =D&lt;br /&gt;More happy than usual.... hehehehe =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(he said i love you &gt;/////&lt;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadinnnn ! We should go shopping or something !&lt;br /&gt;I really want to go out.... a buy stuff =P&lt;br /&gt;i really wish we could go to the city... but we cant T_T&lt;br /&gt;I can try to convince my Mum... but its most likely a no.&lt;br /&gt;Sooooo.... LETS PLANNNNN ~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't be bothered typing up anything else... sooo,&lt;br /&gt;Bye byee ~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-4827502715593383361?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4827502715593383361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=4827502715593383361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/4827502715593383361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/4827502715593383361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2009/10/alrightyy.html' title='Alrightyy...'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-4054502611283900130</id><published>2009-10-23T18:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T18:40:26.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A hot day today T.T i had sport too !!&lt;br /&gt;but, SPORT WAS AWESOMEEEEE ~~&lt;br /&gt;i like softball &gt;=) especially batting. I GOT TO WALK IT !!&lt;br /&gt;because the pitcher threw bad throws, so i got to walk to first base.&lt;br /&gt;HAPPYYYYY ~~ and our team won anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Before that, me + Sue + Yu ting were singing Nobody song while changing.&lt;br /&gt;XDD !! i got that song stuck in Emily's head &gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;Ah yes.... played handball for a short while...&lt;br /&gt;I might play again? idk....&lt;br /&gt;AND YAYYY !! WEEKENDSSS !! ~~~ i can sleep in nowwww.&lt;br /&gt;but i got northshore on Sunday =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, he called me last night as promiseddd.&lt;br /&gt;Shocking really... never knew he was that pathetic/stupid.&lt;br /&gt;I always knew he was a brave person... but on the inside..&lt;br /&gt;he was a weak guy =.= because of his weakness, we argued.&lt;br /&gt;Well, here's what happened :&lt;br /&gt;Started off with him apologizing to me for making me cry. i knew it =.=&lt;br /&gt;He said he will tell me everything, and he meant it.&lt;br /&gt;He asked J to help him... and J did. i dont know what happened but yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;He said they talked together, and the result was this. telling me everything.&lt;br /&gt;He said..... he liked me. for a long time. I was speechless.&lt;br /&gt;He thought that we couldn't be together because we're in different places.&lt;br /&gt;He asked J for help.... J couldnt help but instead said..&lt;br /&gt;"Why dont you try forgetting about (my name) by getting a gf?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(sorry if i use 'he' for every single sentence i start with &gt;.&lt;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He couldnt help it... but listen to J's advice &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(since J is the 'wise' one)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he told me, most of the time, the girls confessed to him, not him.&lt;br /&gt;Only one time he confessed and that was his recent gf.&lt;br /&gt;He said he liked her... liked her a lot. thought it was his ticket out of this.&lt;br /&gt;but she left him because she couldnt forget about her ex. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(apparently)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they broke up like that. blob got all depressed... went to J for help.&lt;br /&gt;He told me that J got all pissed and started yelling at blob.&lt;br /&gt;And they started arguing etcetc.&lt;br /&gt;and thats when J accidentally yelled out i liked him =.="&lt;br /&gt;Blob heard and J ended up telling blob everything.... thats how he knew.&lt;br /&gt;He didnt believe it... so he wanted to confirm it from my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;And yeahh.... Nadinnn ~ u shud know the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blob said he was very shocked but at the same time, happy.&lt;br /&gt;And i got a bit emotional and cried,&lt;br /&gt;"Why didnt you tell me earlier?! Then we didnt have to argue..."&lt;br /&gt;He said i'm the only one he didnt want to tell... because im 'special'&lt;br /&gt;when he said that, I WAS REALLY HAPPY &gt;////&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy when im crying? LOL WTF. embarrassed.&lt;br /&gt;He continued by calling him a weak bastard etc.&lt;br /&gt;Then the final question came.&lt;br /&gt;"Do you still want to be with me? a bastard like me"&lt;br /&gt;Again, SHOCKED, because i thought this would never happen =.=&lt;br /&gt;I........ couldn't accept it. nor could i refuse.&lt;br /&gt;After this, im sure we both would like to have time out.&lt;br /&gt;So i said, "Just being good friends is enough for now. For now, i just want to work my way up the stairs and hope that one day when we see each other, we'll be together."&lt;br /&gt;Now that i look back on it, IM SO EMBARRASSED !! &gt;/////&lt;&lt;br /&gt;I CANT BELIEVE I SAID THAT !!! RAWRRRR &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;But his answer was just as good, "Alright, i'll be waiting."&lt;br /&gt;AWWWWWW ~~ so romantic XD. it really is like a manga o.o&lt;br /&gt;But im glad.... everything worked out fine, and no more secrets.&lt;br /&gt;For now, i just want to be very good friends =D&lt;br /&gt;Dating for me? nah, i prefer friends.... for now that is &gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-4054502611283900130?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4054502611283900130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=4054502611283900130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/4054502611283900130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/4054502611283900130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2009/10/hot-day-today-t.html' title=''/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-1950013165788280258</id><published>2009-10-22T16:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T17:27:14.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>docomo !~</title><content type='html'>Last night, busy scrolling through eBay for DOCOMO PHONES !!&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh, docomo phones are sooo nice T.T&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what docomo is? Google it. xD&lt;br /&gt;It's a japanese phone brand. you shud check it out &gt;.&lt; &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 163px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SuAdu-ncPrI/AAAAAAAAAMw/SjK2IpFvLBc/s320/adff.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395345046509469362" border="0" /&gt;This is the one i want !! Either &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt; or white =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* kinda boring today... tempted to play handball...&lt;br /&gt;In the end, like usual, didnt play..&lt;br /&gt;Didnt do SOSE homework... i thought i would get scolded =.="&lt;br /&gt;but i didnt. the teacher said it wouldn't affect your grades. YAHOOOO ~&lt;br /&gt;HAPPYYYYY !!! This is my first time soooo.... HAPPYYYY ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... ahh yeah... last night he called me.... before i went to sleep =.=&lt;br /&gt;Kinda awkward at first since i was pissed at him.&lt;br /&gt;He talked about my feelings.... he called himself a bastard... i agreed xD&lt;br /&gt;Then started an argument about him lying...&lt;br /&gt;He said he didnt want to tell me about them, i asked why.&lt;br /&gt;He made a load of bullshit about it and i didnt trust him.&lt;br /&gt;if he didnt want to tell me about them, then why would he tell me about his last gf?&lt;br /&gt;I asked him that, he didnt answer. Silence.&lt;br /&gt;He asked me who told me that. i lied to him.&lt;br /&gt;J took the initiative to tell me, i dont want him hurt by blob.&lt;br /&gt;Blob knew i was lying obviously... he just kept demanding who told me...&lt;br /&gt;And the argument continued.... until we were out of breath.&lt;br /&gt;I ended up crying on the phone... not loudly... but you could hear me sniff.&lt;br /&gt;He said, 'I'm sorry. i'll call you tomorrow. Good night"&lt;br /&gt;I think he realized i was crying... thats why he hung up.&lt;br /&gt;I.... I dont think im up for it... confronting him that is.&lt;br /&gt;Our long term friendship might break like this... i dont want that.&lt;br /&gt;What should i do? Confront or break apart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked to J just then.... i felt that he &amp;amp; blob is still hiding something from me.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's a secret between them? if it is, i wont interfere.&lt;br /&gt;but if it about me as well... i think i have the right to know.&lt;br /&gt;During our convo, i thought i heard blob's voice. maybe it was my imagination.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still worrying if blob was there or not.... arghhh! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;J said something very interesting.... :&lt;br /&gt;"He.... has a good reason why he's doing this."&lt;br /&gt;I still wonder about what his 'good reason' is.... =.=&lt;br /&gt;I musnt worry too much.... since i might hear it out of his mouth tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm.... i'll tell you next time about what will happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-1950013165788280258?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1950013165788280258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=1950013165788280258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/1950013165788280258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/1950013165788280258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2009/10/docomo.html' title='docomo !~'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SuAdu-ncPrI/AAAAAAAAAMw/SjK2IpFvLBc/s72-c/adff.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-1546417921449231075</id><published>2009-10-21T18:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T20:04:52.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>123rd post!</title><content type='html'>Mmhmmm... normal-usual-school day...&lt;br /&gt;nothing special..... nothing particularly interesting...&lt;br /&gt;I really want to get out of the house..&lt;br /&gt;Why? the atmosphere has become heavy again &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to say anymore... about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Science was alright today.... made me laugh a bit =D&lt;br /&gt;We had to do experiment today so we needed our safety glasses.&lt;br /&gt;When the teacher walked out, some of the boys rush to her drawers.&lt;br /&gt;They were looking for the spare safeties! LOL!!&lt;br /&gt;It's fun to be in a childish classroom once in a while =)&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, which reminds me... i got homework to do =.="&lt;br /&gt;dont really want to do it... but got no choice T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp;amp; Bonnie were talking about the jap exchange students this year...&lt;br /&gt;she said the guys were all ugly this year =.="&lt;br /&gt;At that time i thought, "You already have Moomoo and you're looking at other guys?!"&lt;br /&gt;But i realized, i always talk about love with Bonnie.&lt;br /&gt;shes the only person that i can talk to... besides my close friends.&lt;br /&gt;At times.... she is a sister that i cherish =D&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. whats the word again.... ah, irreplaceable =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... blob will call tonight. kinda nervous.&lt;br /&gt;To him, this is probably nothing.... after hearing he had 5 gf's =.=&lt;br /&gt;Shocking to me... pissed me a little...&lt;br /&gt;imma tell him tonight... since it's still bothering me.&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck or should i say.... victory? hehehehehe =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-1546417921449231075?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1546417921449231075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=1546417921449231075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/1546417921449231075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/1546417921449231075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2009/10/123rd-post.html' title='123rd post!'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-9147498428903463631</id><published>2009-10-20T22:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T22:20:55.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New beginning...</title><content type='html'>Havent posted in a while... xD&lt;br /&gt;Back to this style, since i find it more.... convenient =D&lt;br /&gt;Many happened, many didnt.&lt;br /&gt;Lets go over it, alrightyy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks of holidays passed, term 4 begun.&lt;br /&gt;8 weeks of school left, currently on 2nd week.&lt;br /&gt;Bought new school jumper, more comfortable =)&lt;br /&gt;Maths teacher, Mr Kubiak, gone now. on his 'holidays'&lt;br /&gt;will miss him, thanks for teaching us ! you're the best =)&lt;br /&gt;English teacher, Mrs Kelly, wont be teaching us for term 4.&lt;br /&gt;thanks anyway, you've been a great english teacher =P&lt;br /&gt;Science teacher, Mrs Miller, gone on a solar expedition.&lt;br /&gt;dont know when you're back, but come back soon !&lt;br /&gt;Main teachers wont be here, kinda sad.... isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it just me, or am i more sensitive now?... i react to things i usually dont..&lt;br /&gt;is this the process of 'growing up'? if it is, this isnt what i imagined.&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, its better than being clueless for lifetime =P&lt;br /&gt;i've been listening to Varsity songs lately... maybe coz i like their songs?&lt;br /&gt;Meaningful lyrics... and good rhythm xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is more to talk about, but lets do it slowly, alrightyy? =D&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, do you remember blob? =)&lt;br /&gt;J told me he was gonna call me tomorrow, so im happy =)&lt;br /&gt;Ever since i told him, he hasnt called.. so i got worried.&lt;br /&gt;i've always told myself, its gonna be alright. but i still worry.&lt;br /&gt;i know he won't accept it, its reality after all.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda sad, isnt it? a 'one-sided' love after all.&lt;br /&gt;It's better that he knew about my feelings then keep it hidden.&lt;br /&gt;I guess its 'Farewell, my first love'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna sleep now, have much awaiting me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-9147498428903463631?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/9147498428903463631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=9147498428903463631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/9147498428903463631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/9147498428903463631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-beginning.html' title='New beginning...'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-2240038160012812202</id><published>2009-09-17T18:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T21:36:47.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today! ^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MEEE ~ (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had fun at school i guess (:  i know... 4 other peoples that have the same birthday as me ! xD. One of them is my little cousin Ethan... OMG, HE IS THE CUTEST THING!! xD. everytime he sees me he runs up, i open my arms to catch him, and he punches me. in the stomach. T_T so cruel. i'll forgive him, for nowwwwww... but when he's older, IM GETTING HIM BACK !!... but i'll be an old fart by then. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah gosh, havent ate dinner yet. imma go eat now..... or else i'll die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya next time (: ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-2240038160012812202?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2240038160012812202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=2240038160012812202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/2240038160012812202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/2240038160012812202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2009/09/today.html' title='today! ^^'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-3843733538330902009</id><published>2009-09-15T17:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T18:05:30.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 to go!</title><content type='html'>Another normal skool day?? Hehe... (:  Haven't been on comp for a while already... i quite like it! Like i mean.. ERMM... not addicted to computer anymore? Mum hasn't been complaining about me being addicted to comp for about... 1 month? I made a promise to myself, i wont go on computer as much. And guess what? Our downstairs computer broke down xDD. Even better. Studying for Science test TOMORROW!! CAN U BELIEVE IT?! Life &amp;amp; Living sucks like SHIT !!! And i got Maths test on Thursday... MY BIRTHDAYYYYY ~~~ (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday night, went out for dinner with close relatives. They got me an early birthday present ! I was like, WHAT?! They didn't need to get me anything... really. They got me...&lt;br /&gt;1. Billabong side-bag&lt;br /&gt;2. Billabong cap&lt;br /&gt;3. Smiggle phone zip thingy... forgot what its called =P&lt;br /&gt;4. An iPhone case with DECORATIONS on it!!! Letter 'L'&lt;br /&gt;Thats a lot right?! I LOVE THE IPHONE CASE !! (:  My mum said she knew a long time ago =.=" Not fair!! But my aunty made it especially for me, so i'm happy (:  Oh yeah... her birthday will be coming up in November.... hehehehe. I can return the favour ! xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planning an 'outing' just for Nadin, Hong and I. A threesome shopping? Hehe (:  Still planning though... needa ask for their opinions + schedules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah.. i heard that my Aunty Pearly (the one who gave me the presents ABOVE) can dye people's hair... professionally? Dunno... im thinking of getting her to dye my hair for me (:  Like dye the tips of my hair and fringe ! Of course, i will pay her since she's done so much for our family. I reckon we're like... 1 BIG BIG family? Ah well, they're one of our close relatives. but anyway, I WANT HER TO DYE MY HAIR!!! So, what colour should i get? Red? Blue? Purple? Its on the tips of my hair sooo... help? xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concluding my post for the day... (: Cya till next time !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;NOTICE: 2 DAYS TILL MY BIRTHDAY!&lt;/em&gt;&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/2818218662214877585-3843733538330902009?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3843733538330902009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=3843733538330902009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/3843733538330902009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/3843733538330902009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2009/09/2-to-go.html' title='2 to go!'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-4923485538415595859</id><published>2009-09-02T16:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T17:53:39.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Short post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;桜の下の約束　「来年もここに来よう」って ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful lyrics... i like it (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-4923485538415595859?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4923485538415595859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=4923485538415595859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/4923485538415595859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/4923485538415595859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2009/09/short-post.html' title='Short post'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-246384718017823852</id><published>2009-08-31T21:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T21:45:29.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long day (:</title><content type='html'>*Sigh* Today was a long day... wanted it to end earlier coz i dont particularly like Mondays xD. After school, went Garden City with family. Ate FOOD (:  talked for a while, then split. Me+2nd sis+dad went to ASHS (Applecross). B got tution. played tennis with my old fart xD. WE KEPT HITTING IT OVER THE NET !! shows how manly we are (:  Got home 6ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, forgot to mention school. IT WAS.... alright i guess o.O  First 2 sessions were boring... metalwork &amp;amp; clothing. RAWR, WE HAD TO DO THEORY WORK!! SO ANNOYING ! ... nearly fell asleep (: hehe. teacher kept blabbing on about this and that... ARGH, blah blah blah. I didnt even listen to her from the beginning. Went to the library... TWICE. Session 3 - Science. research on.... creatures? xD. Finished mine last session we went.... =.="  the 'azn' guys in the class took our spot... o.O  sat next to them... HA, CHELENA HAD TO SIT NEXT TO THE FREAK!! (:  He keeps calling me tree.... =.=" I'M NOT GREEN/BROWN... but maybe im tall o.O  Got Meagan to laugh a lot that her face turned red. LOL !! Guess what she was laughing at? The word.... 'horny'. LOL !! Allison got the Thorny Devil to research on... Meagan covered the 'T' and Chelena said, "Horny?!". Both Meagan and I cracked up laughing.... xD. Ahhhh, missed the chance to take the photo of Meagan's red face. Oh well, still got next time (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cousin Yen came back from HK, got me a Mickey Mouse USB (:  So cute... 4GB, just what i needed. Went out for dinner, got home 9ish. I can hear them talking right now... downstairs. Gossiping? xD. Ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finish changing my clip-ons. Mickey Mouse (:  Yes.... I *HEART* MICKEY MOUSE !! xD. Loved it since i was a kid. STILL DO !! WOOOOOO ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya, such a long post. I should finish it soon. So..... anyone watched, 'We got married'? Hehe, funny. Its about popular korean stars getting married for fun (mission) And they have to live with each other and call each other 'hubby' &amp;amp; 'wife'. Its funny, the pairs. The pairing lasts for about 3 months i think. Or more. SS501 LEADER AND HWANG BO ARE PAIRED UP!! HILARIOUS !! (:  Ahhh... anyway, imma go get changed and keep watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night night (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(dieting in process)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-246384718017823852?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/246384718017823852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=246384718017823852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/246384718017823852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/246384718017823852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2009/08/long-day.html' title='Long day (:'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-7032565320276035970</id><published>2009-08-29T11:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T16:46:34.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired..</title><content type='html'>Afternoonn (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... (nothing to write about).... ah. tired. bored. weird. LOL, I DONT KNOW WHAT I'M TYPING ABOUT!! =.=" Seems like good weather 2daii, i like it. Spring is almost here... in a few more days. I wonder if any caterpillers are gonna come.... hehehe (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blob called me just then... hes in, HK right now? Yeahh.. either HK or SG. Happy to hear he's fine but some things disappoint me. He got a GF now. Dunno why, it disappoints me.... RAWR. Talked about her for a while, then moved on to different topic. FINALLY U ASS!! CONGRATULATIONSSS (:  but it saddens me as well. Ah well, i'm happy for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Yes, for those who thinks so, i did like him before.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Hong's house yesterday, LOADS OF FUN!! (:  Mostly card games... drinking game etc. Snap, Big 2, Cheat, Maid-game-thingy etc. Hehe, HONG HAS TO DRINK 12 CUPS OF WATER!!! BWAHAHAHAHHAHA !! Nadin has to drink.... 9 cups issit? YEAH, AHAHAHA !! I got the least, 5 cups (:  But we didn't drink it o.O forgot about it.&lt;br /&gt;Played Cheat first, then Big 2. I WON IN BIG 2! WOOOO (:  Then played 5 rounds of Snap, HILARIOUS xD. Hong kept losing. Chuan joined in after. Fun-after-school-night (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to lose some weight! (:  Well actually... forced, but yeahhh... hehe. Wish me luck !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-7032565320276035970?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7032565320276035970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=7032565320276035970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/7032565320276035970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/7032565320276035970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2009/08/tired.html' title='Tired..'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-7538926957045000299</id><published>2009-08-28T22:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T22:30:37.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reborn..</title><content type='html'>Hehe, havent been on this blog for... nearly &lt;strong&gt;2 months&lt;/strong&gt;. So nostalgicc..... rawr (:  Brings back memories... ah anyway, cleaned it up. Its up and ready to go now... yesh. Lots happened, mainly happy moments since those sad times have sped through my life already (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrgghh, i wanna type a lot about what happened... but cannot. Got-2-go to bed. forced. Guess those memories will be typed up on another day, yes? Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Mood: Feeling sad that he is gone... but happy that i can let him go (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G'night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-7538926957045000299?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7538926957045000299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=7538926957045000299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/7538926957045000299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/7538926957045000299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2009/08/reborn.html' title='Reborn..'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-6247554045759309324</id><published>2009-06-23T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T16:18:44.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgotten...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-6247554045759309324?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6247554045759309324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=6247554045759309324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/6247554045759309324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/6247554045759309324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2009/06/forgotten.html' title='Forgotten...'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-2099445836101497752</id><published>2009-05-31T18:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T18:55:15.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>111th post !</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Updated !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Both titles&lt;br /&gt;- Name Changer&lt;br /&gt;- Music player&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phew. made it back on time.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't be stuffed changing layout.. since it takes forever.&lt;br /&gt;stick with this one, since i like it.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna change my picture soon.. when the camera works.&lt;br /&gt;Many happened, so face the facts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt; Hamper and Dolphin are finally together !&lt;br /&gt;its been... a few days perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt; dolphin managed to pissed me and potato off.&lt;br /&gt;i asked about a date thing that i heard them talking about.&lt;br /&gt;Hamper says, "I dont know."&lt;br /&gt;Dolphin says, "No, why should i tell you?"&lt;br /&gt;i dont like it when my best friend hides a secret with her bf from me.&lt;br /&gt;i get worried, uneasy and most of all, can get mad easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt; After 'that' convo, he managed to make me pissed, &lt;strong&gt;EVEN MORE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he thought it was fun making me pissed, so he laughed at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WTF&lt;/strong&gt;. a few peeps have seen me mad, and their smiles blew off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4&lt;/strong&gt;. He apologized yesterday morning for making me mad.&lt;br /&gt;Too late dude. you thought it was very fun.&lt;br /&gt;And now you say you dont want to make Hamper's friend mad at you?&lt;br /&gt;tch. piss off la. stop changing your mind.&lt;br /&gt;Think about how i felt when you thought it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;I dont think you should be smiling about it. pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.&lt;/strong&gt; Met up with Hamper and Potato yesterday around 5-ish.&lt;br /&gt;played games at first, then had serious talk after.&lt;br /&gt;Hamper doesn't get why we don't trust dolphin yet.&lt;br /&gt;Lets just say, sorta like-&lt;br /&gt;'Parents finds out their daughter is going out with some dude.'&lt;br /&gt;thats the type of feeling me and Potato get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.&lt;/strong&gt; Forgave him anyway. since he is Hamper's 'BF'.&lt;br /&gt;there wont be any next time if he makes me pissed at him.&lt;br /&gt;he should probably know that i am very stubborn when i'm mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many happened in 2 days... now its behind the past.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Fremantle today, &lt;strong&gt;FISH &amp;amp; CHIPSSSS !!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;havent ate them in a &lt;strong&gt;LONG&lt;/strong&gt; time ! &lt;em&gt;woo ~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was okay weather, a bit chilly to sit outside.&lt;br /&gt;We sat inside, ordered, and ate. As usual, &lt;strong&gt;YUMMY !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around Freo, then off to Maccas for dessert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Yes, we are being fatties for today since its Sunday =D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, my day was pretty planned. since i can predict what will happen.&lt;br /&gt;Can sleep in again, since tomorrow is a public holiday. ^^&lt;br /&gt;too bad Hamper will be on a double date tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;POTATO !!! COME TO MY HOUSE AND WE WILL.. WALK.&lt;br /&gt;somewhere... perhaps? chill, lor. or relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Signing off&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-2099445836101497752?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2099445836101497752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=2099445836101497752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/2099445836101497752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/2099445836101497752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2009/05/111th-post.html' title='111th post !'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-931578995884739273</id><published>2009-05-21T21:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T22:06:31.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dared...</title><content type='html'>Deleted 'the post' just then.&lt;br /&gt;JOEL PRO, YOU BETTER SHUT YOUR MOUTH !&lt;br /&gt;I was hyperly-insane enough to type that up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So cold today, at school. So bloody windy, and rainy.&lt;br /&gt;Branches on the trees were blown off !&lt;br /&gt;And some hit the classrooms ! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Probably the most coldest/windiest day at Willo so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sis dared me... to wear a skirt to school.&lt;br /&gt;I was like, WTF ?!?!!&lt;br /&gt;ME AND A SKIRT ?!??!! SCREW YOUU !!&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather die then wear a skirt to school !&lt;br /&gt;ESPECIALLY IN THIS BLOODY COLD WEATHER !!!&lt;br /&gt;But i did promise Bonbon that i would do anything she said.&lt;br /&gt;since it's sort of like pay back... so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Great, i have to wear a skirt to school... one day. maybe tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-931578995884739273?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/931578995884739273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=931578995884739273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/931578995884739273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/931578995884739273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2009/05/dared.html' title='Dared...'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-4903728244575257910</id><published>2009-05-20T18:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T18:57:43.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Satisfied...</title><content type='html'>School was alright... a bit tiring than usual.&lt;br /&gt;Waited for my Maths test to be handed back...&lt;br /&gt;my score surprised me... a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't expect to do &lt;strong&gt;that&lt;/strong&gt; well...&lt;br /&gt;Got &lt;strong&gt;2nd&lt;/strong&gt; in my class, &lt;strong&gt;59/64&lt;/strong&gt; answers correct.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously thought i failed that test coz i didn't study.&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe i got a better score than Kingsley.. =.="&lt;br /&gt;hes like a super-duper nerd but he got 7th..&lt;br /&gt;maybe angles is his weak point? dunno.&lt;br /&gt;Have to get it signed and back to the teach.. tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my S 'n' E common assessment on Tues.&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for my test paper to come back...&lt;br /&gt;Hope i did well ! i kinda failed the last one..&lt;br /&gt;not exactly fail, passed but... passed by 5 or 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walao, my parents cleaned up the house.&lt;br /&gt;Looks so... clean. &lt;strong&gt;TOO&lt;/strong&gt; clean. like spotless lor.&lt;br /&gt;Dad made a shoe rack again. with wheels !&lt;br /&gt;They went to ikea and got table light + office chair for me. ^^&lt;br /&gt;All i need is... a better table. my table is retarded.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, i'll make my Mum pleased then maybe she'll get one for me.&lt;br /&gt;I pray i did well in S 'n' E...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-4903728244575257910?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4903728244575257910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=4903728244575257910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/4903728244575257910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/4903728244575257910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2009/05/satisfied.html' title='Satisfied...'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-7420001949239770077</id><published>2009-05-16T18:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T19:14:23.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>an 'okay' day...</title><content type='html'>Woke up 8-ish. bloody dogs barking so early.&lt;br /&gt;stared at the mirror for.. 1 hr? yeah. in my room.&lt;br /&gt;Went down to make breakie... leftovers =.="&lt;br /&gt;Comp the whole way till 11-ish.&lt;br /&gt;Bonbon heard about out-ing, dressed me up.&lt;br /&gt;"WEAR THIS, NONO WEAR THAT."&lt;br /&gt;She did my hair as well... so troublesome man.&lt;br /&gt;Met up at Southlands- 1:40-ish. i came a bit too late.&lt;br /&gt;Played racing games. OWNED POTATO ! HAHAHA !!&lt;br /&gt;Went into cinema about 2:10-ish. watched 'Angels &amp;amp; Demons'&lt;br /&gt;Sat in the cross line between guys &amp;amp; ladies.&lt;br /&gt;During the show, there was some 'gruesome' parts which freaked me out.&lt;br /&gt;The dude next to me was like, "Ha, its David."&lt;br /&gt;LOL. you say everything is David. meh. quite true.&lt;br /&gt;Movie finished about 4:30-ish. more than 2hrs.. =.="&lt;br /&gt;Got home- 4:50-ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, it was alright. we could've went somewhere more fun.&lt;br /&gt;Next time, SHOPPING. i need a new bag.. and shoes.&lt;br /&gt;Preferably boots lor. coz my Aunt's big b-day is coming up.&lt;br /&gt;My Marmie says i have to dress up nicely for my Aunt.&lt;br /&gt;My thought, "T-shirt, jeans and shoes should be fine."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMMIT !! NS HOMEWORK IS THE GEY-IST OF ALL !!&lt;br /&gt;CURSE YOU NS !!! WHY DID I GO TO NS ANYWAYS ?!?!&lt;br /&gt;TO MAKE MY MUM PROUD ?! NO WAY.&lt;br /&gt;ALL SHE DOES IS YELL AT ME WHEN I DONT DO MY HOMEWORK.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT GOOD IS THAT ?! MAKES ME MORE FRUSTRATED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, enough with the shouting. i've let out my anger... for now.&lt;br /&gt;My parents are very keen on buying clothes for me... only me. not my sis's.&lt;br /&gt;probably coz i never ever take any interest in clothes-shopping.&lt;br /&gt;And my Mum is VERY keen on buying boots for me. like, WTF ?!&lt;br /&gt;I know she wants me to wear it to my Aunt's b-day, but still,&lt;br /&gt;A BIT TOO MUCH MUM ! CLOTHES IN FINE BUT BOOTS ?!&lt;br /&gt;Aiya... still go long way to go. i'll just go clothes shopping with Mum for once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Signing off-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-7420001949239770077?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7420001949239770077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=7420001949239770077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/7420001949239770077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/7420001949239770077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2009/05/okay-day.html' title='an &apos;okay&apos; day...'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-5258018697314222602</id><published>2009-05-14T16:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T17:54:15.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Over and done with...</title><content type='html'>So nervous today... last session. speech.&lt;br /&gt;S 'n' E teacher came back... dam.&lt;br /&gt;Shes so damn annoying... and retarded.&lt;br /&gt;Our speech is based on a biome- Tundra.&lt;br /&gt;Our group went second-last. good.&lt;br /&gt;Nervous lor... many people looking at me while i spoke.&lt;br /&gt;but it ended up being good.. i guess?&lt;br /&gt;My group got the best mark out of the groups in my class.&lt;br /&gt;then some guys in my class started teasing me.. =.="&lt;br /&gt;Meh, screw them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also had Science and Maths test today...&lt;br /&gt;I think i passed Maths... but not too keen on Science...&lt;br /&gt;I studied my ass off last night... so i should be alright...&lt;br /&gt;i hope i'll get my results soon ! just too nervous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-5258018697314222602?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5258018697314222602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=5258018697314222602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/5258018697314222602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/5258018697314222602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2009/05/over-and-done-with.html' title='Over and done with...'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-5126880128033647579</id><published>2009-05-08T18:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T18:50:10.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekends...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Updated !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Blog music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(the little stick player thingy. HOHOHO !)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Another long school week has passed !&lt;br /&gt;Finally, i can sleep in.&lt;br /&gt;No specific manga i'm interested in... so for now,&lt;em&gt; free&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAWRRR !! i want to play audi...&lt;br /&gt;but cannot, takes like 24 hrs to download. bah, waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;Ask my friend if she still plays, her answer? &lt;strong&gt;NO&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Does she still have the latest setup, her answer? &lt;strong&gt;NO&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, i guess another time... perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;i'll find other solutions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dolphin asked for my MSN, i was like, "&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You&lt;/strong&gt; want it&lt;/em&gt;?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he kept annoying me for it, it was quite funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then i thought, "&lt;em&gt;Isn't he gonna ask Hong for hers&lt;/em&gt;? ehehehe."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES, I CAN EXPERIMENT WITH MY HAIR TOMORROW !!&lt;br /&gt;Saturday... yes yes. my FREE day.&lt;br /&gt;I hope i wont be disturbed by &lt;strong&gt;unexpected&lt;/strong&gt; visitors tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nadin:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No ! i mean &lt;strong&gt;FB&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Ranga&lt;/strong&gt; !&lt;br /&gt;if it was applecore, then i would've typed that down !&lt;br /&gt;but it was &lt;strong&gt;SOOOO&lt;/strong&gt; irritating that day !&lt;br /&gt;Felt like i was the odd one out, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joel:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT ?! i never online? but you got a point.&lt;br /&gt;And besides, YOU NEVER TOLD ME, YOU COWS*** !&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, i &lt;strong&gt;WILL&lt;/strong&gt; nudge you&lt;em&gt; 5&lt;/em&gt; times next time, &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY&lt;/strong&gt; ?!&lt;br /&gt;sorry for not nudging you today, Joel.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda, busy........ just now..&lt;br /&gt;Okay, 5 NUDGES RIGHT ?!&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Okay, thats it.... for today.&lt;br /&gt;probably post tomorrow, since i am &lt;strong&gt;FREE&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Signing off-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-5126880128033647579?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5126880128033647579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=5126880128033647579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/5126880128033647579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/5126880128033647579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2009/05/weekends.html' title='Weekends...'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-448943330885574831</id><published>2009-05-04T20:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T21:53:36.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ups' and downs'...</title><content type='html'>Haven't posted in a while...&lt;br /&gt;i've been busy with school, homework etc.&lt;br /&gt;i've had my ups and downs lately...&lt;br /&gt;too many, i think. i dont know why.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Had my hair cut on Saturday...&lt;br /&gt;Looked weird at first... maybe coz i'm not use to it.&lt;br /&gt;washed my hair, i looked much cooler.&lt;br /&gt;i should gel my hair... like, spiky, yeahhh... i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;i have to experiment with my hair first...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents had a big fight again... over a major problem.&lt;br /&gt;not gonna say anything about it, but,&lt;br /&gt;I reckon its the fault of my Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school today with my hair cut...&lt;br /&gt;Everyone said to me, &lt;em&gt;"Whoa ! You cut your hair?!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J kept looking at me this morning... at art and library. scary.&lt;br /&gt;A looked at me while i walked pass with N. even &lt;strong&gt;more&lt;/strong&gt; creepy.&lt;br /&gt;Do i really look &lt;strong&gt;THAT&lt;/strong&gt; different? meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'I am who i am, just accept it.'&lt;/em&gt; thats what i thought at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad i finished all my homework... but,&lt;br /&gt;the house is back to the way it was before, a mess.&lt;br /&gt;I can feel the tense atmosphere that is in the air right now...&lt;br /&gt;Can't do anything but hope, tomorrow will be bright.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joel pro:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey pro, long time no see lor.&lt;br /&gt;read your blog&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(again)&lt;/span&gt;, why not share it with me?&lt;br /&gt;it just sounds painful to bear it with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*hughug*&lt;/em&gt; hope you'll feel better soon.&lt;br /&gt;Talk to you soon. take care.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else? yeah, thats it.&lt;br /&gt;I'll post again... another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Signing off-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-448943330885574831?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/448943330885574831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=448943330885574831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/448943330885574831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/448943330885574831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2009/05/ups-and-downs.html' title='ups&apos; and downs&apos;...'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-7976261966144550481</id><published>2009-04-26T19:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T20:06:07.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>randomness...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Updated !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Background music&lt;br /&gt;- Pictures in the scroll-bar ---&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Aren't they beautiful? i did them \(^.^)/  HAHAHA !)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;So tired lately, not enough sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Had to go to school today... North Shore sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch-ed with family friends... at an auntie's restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;Saw her son... i think i've seen him before.&lt;br /&gt;but i dont know where....&lt;br /&gt;Looks around the same age as me... dunno.&lt;br /&gt;He kept looking over at our table,&lt;br /&gt;probably coz we were the loudest with little kiddies around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried coding a layout... failed miserably.&lt;br /&gt;How do the people code layouts anyways? its hard.&lt;br /&gt;They mostly use Dreamweaver... but you have to buy it.&lt;br /&gt;SCREW THEM ALL !! i should just get someone to teach me.&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, this one is for &lt;strong&gt;Joel&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;SCREW YOU, YOU SON OF A SCREW !!&lt;br /&gt;That is all, 凸(`з´)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(BWAHAHAHAHAHA !! i'm nice, aren't i?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-7976261966144550481?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7976261966144550481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=7976261966144550481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/7976261966144550481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/7976261966144550481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2009/04/randomness.html' title='randomness...'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-2659478980592732270</id><published>2009-04-25T17:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T18:16:22.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepover...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, sleepover started with H &amp;amp; N.&lt;br /&gt;Guitar Hero WT, then dress up !&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp;amp; H decided the options again.&lt;br /&gt;Here are the options:&lt;br /&gt;1. kiddy&lt;br /&gt;2. kimono&lt;br /&gt;3. ninja&lt;br /&gt;4. colourful&lt;br /&gt;5. cute&lt;br /&gt;6. mickey mouse&lt;br /&gt;LOL !! really random.&lt;br /&gt;I got kimono and cute =.="&lt;br /&gt;Chose kimono, dressed up. couldn't find the belt !&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, it turned out alright.&lt;br /&gt;H chose colourful and N chose ninja.&lt;br /&gt;N's hairstyle was heeps cool !.. coz me &amp;amp; H styled it.&lt;br /&gt;MWUHAHAHA !! Aren't we pro? ^^&lt;br /&gt;Took photos, then got into pj's.&lt;br /&gt;Played Singstar, then ate dinner. GH after dinner.&lt;br /&gt;it was alright i guess. talked about love-life. errrk.&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping time ! N got the bed, Me &amp;amp; H shared a double-bed.&lt;br /&gt;When my Mum turned off the lights, it was REALLY REALLY DARK.&lt;br /&gt;SCARY DARK !! Me &amp;amp; H were rolling about screaming. HAHA !&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't sleep the whole night.&lt;br /&gt;Remember N? &lt;em&gt;"Nadin jiejie !"&lt;/em&gt; HAHAHAA !!!&lt;br /&gt;Finally slept at 2 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;H woke up 7, went to the head, then stared at me.&lt;br /&gt;Me? still sleeping. i didn't wake up till 9 (H woke me).&lt;br /&gt;N? she kept sleeping till 9:30. lol.&lt;br /&gt;Ate breakie later, tastes nice ^^&lt;br /&gt;Then went on comp, check out some vids, and gone.&lt;br /&gt;The night passed by sooo fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked with Joel pro today... keeps reminding me of audi.&lt;br /&gt;I want to play and yet, i can't. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;I think Joel is the only friend from audi that i talk to a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Joel, for still being my friend, appreciated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-2659478980592732270?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2659478980592732270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=2659478980592732270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/2659478980592732270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/2659478980592732270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2009/04/sleepover.html' title='Sleepover...'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-798487394534049961</id><published>2009-04-22T19:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T19:31:50.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shocking tears...</title><content type='html'>Garden City today.... argh.&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, my Mum really likes Garden City.&lt;br /&gt;Bought new PJ's !... its a dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(NO LAUGHING NADIN !)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Material is good, its black, teddy bear in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;i'll post a picture of it in the next post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planning something important...&lt;br /&gt;Hope my Mum will agree to it...&lt;br /&gt;A special memoriable day perhaps? dunno..&lt;br /&gt;To one particular person, it would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read N's latest post... it shocked me.&lt;br /&gt;Could you possibly be leaving us? really?&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, i cannot believe that. to tell the truth.&lt;br /&gt;I dont want you to leave... us 3 would become 'us 2' then.&lt;br /&gt;H doesn't know yet? does she...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you leave, i can't stop you can i?&lt;br /&gt;Just imagining it, makes me cry.&lt;br /&gt;I know it may sound stupid, but,&lt;br /&gt;you're an important friend that i met for a long time...&lt;br /&gt;and i wouldn't want you to disappear one day..&lt;br /&gt;I wish there was something i could do...&lt;br /&gt;but i guess, it would stay a wish forever...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-798487394534049961?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/798487394534049961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=798487394534049961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/798487394534049961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/798487394534049961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2009/04/shocking-tears.html' title='Shocking tears...'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-4309093671076698006</id><published>2009-04-21T10:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T10:21:47.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Buffet...</title><content type='html'>Went to Burswood buffet last night...&lt;br /&gt;Saw my Dad's friend there....&lt;br /&gt;where-ever we go, we always see them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Nadin ! I'm talking about Christie's family !)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dressed up nicely, waited for parents to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;C's family kept looking at us... =.="&lt;br /&gt;Started our main course when our parents arrived.&lt;br /&gt;Look at all the yummy food ! Hehe ^^&lt;br /&gt;I only ate 2 full plates of food.. then rested.&lt;br /&gt;Ate dessert after main course.... YUMMY !!!&lt;br /&gt;Marshmallow dipped in chocolate sauce !&lt;br /&gt;Ice-cream with oreo sprinkles !&lt;br /&gt;The cake as a bit off but otherwise, YUMMY !!&lt;br /&gt;One of the guy sitting on the table behind us kept looking at me.&lt;br /&gt;Probably because i looked like a pig while i was eating.&lt;br /&gt;Got home around 10, parents went to casino.&lt;br /&gt;And also, guess what? actually, you can't really guess.&lt;br /&gt;My Mum won $$$$ in a jackpot !&lt;br /&gt;I wont tell you how much since its privacy but,&lt;br /&gt;HINT: she won more than you expect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to movies with H &amp;amp; N, watching 17 again.&lt;br /&gt;Hope i wont see anyone i dont want to see =.="&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-4309093671076698006?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4309093671076698006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=4309093671076698006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/4309093671076698006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/4309093671076698006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2009/04/buffet.html' title='Buffet...'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-6859991902528414195</id><published>2009-04-20T12:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T12:37:24.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Festival...</title><content type='html'>Went to Buddha Birthday Festival yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;Looks the same each year...&lt;br /&gt;Had to be vegetarian... argh.&lt;br /&gt;food was okay, could've been better.&lt;br /&gt;The sky was beautiful, sunny.&lt;br /&gt;The chips tasted disgusting....&lt;br /&gt;soaked in oil, errrk. too much oil.&lt;br /&gt;Do they even know how to cook? probably not.&lt;br /&gt;Some handball court peoples were there...&lt;br /&gt;i think one of them saw me... not sure.&lt;br /&gt;Friends came over unexpected...&lt;br /&gt;Sorry about yesterday, wasn't in the mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a Monday.... how nostalgic.&lt;br /&gt;Dad went to casino... didn't come back till this morning.&lt;br /&gt;Bonnie with her BF at the movies...&lt;br /&gt;Donna at uni... and me?&lt;br /&gt;Bored to death on the comp.&lt;br /&gt;I shall watch Ouran High Host Club...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for tomorrow to come,&lt;br /&gt;will tomorrow be full of surprises?&lt;br /&gt;or just another plain &amp;amp; normal day of mine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: If only time could not be erased...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(i keep thinking of this one)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-6859991902528414195?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6859991902528414195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=6859991902528414195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/6859991902528414195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/6859991902528414195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2009/04/festival.html' title='Festival...'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-4090527142077552733</id><published>2009-04-17T22:13:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T10:48:02.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the question...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;What is the true meaning behind love?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it to make someone important/special to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H came over. chitchat a bit. ok, a lot.&lt;br /&gt;She shot a question at me,&lt;br /&gt;"Out of FB's group and handball group, pick one."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Pick one that you would go out with.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shocked me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always had an unrequitted love.&lt;br /&gt;whenever i think of it, its painful.&lt;br /&gt;When you like a person, but he won't look at you.&lt;br /&gt;Only seeing you as a friend, nothing else. it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;You don't want to break this friendship, so you leave it.&lt;br /&gt;Thats me, a person who is scared of losing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people are fast, so they ascend the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;but when will i go up that stairs?&lt;br /&gt;The stairs to reach the answer... could it be?&lt;br /&gt;H is reaching closer, so she ascends it quickly.&lt;br /&gt;B has passed the stairs, arrived at the 'answer'&lt;br /&gt;But me? how do i ascend the stairs? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joel pro:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"since i'm already hurt, might as well get hurt myself instead of implicating others"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is that? what is the true meaning behind it?&lt;br /&gt;You think getting hurt over again will be alright?&lt;br /&gt;Of course, you know what its like to be hurt. me too.&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't want you to get hurt consistently.&lt;br /&gt;Once wrong, you would want to correct it.&lt;br /&gt;Like getting hurt, once hurt, you would want to heal it.&lt;br /&gt;Please don't think like that again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to see your smiling face, your normal self.&lt;br /&gt;Like the first time we met, remember?&lt;br /&gt;Please read these words i'm telling you...&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will find the answer to it.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-4090527142077552733?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4090527142077552733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=4090527142077552733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/4090527142077552733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/4090527142077552733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2009/04/question.html' title='the question...'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-4946360424803465321</id><published>2009-04-17T10:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T11:19:48.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An out-ing...</title><content type='html'>Got invited to N's house. went there yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;From 10:30 - 8. heeps fun.&lt;br /&gt;woke up late... =.=" rushed to her house.&lt;br /&gt;didn't eat brekkie... so i drank milo instead.&lt;br /&gt;H arrived already.... as always.&lt;br /&gt;Played 'Step Mania' at her house, seems like audi.&lt;br /&gt;Later on, went to Garden City. not much to do.&lt;br /&gt;ate first, since i was starving. red rooster.&lt;br /&gt;bought chippies for N &amp;amp; H. they ended up finishing it.&lt;br /&gt;I ate fish&amp;amp;chips. it was alright.&lt;br /&gt;They bought ice-cream, walked off.&lt;br /&gt;Mostly did window shopping, in then went out.&lt;br /&gt;bought Fairy Floss, then Rock Candy.&lt;br /&gt;N called her parents to pick us up.&lt;br /&gt;walked over to Reject Shop. bought bubbles...&lt;br /&gt;Went to carpark, waited for her dad.&lt;br /&gt;Little Eli was in the car again. lol.&lt;br /&gt;Arrived at her house, time to eat lunch.&lt;br /&gt;her Mum made spaghetti. delicious ^o^&lt;br /&gt;Played Guitar Hero II after eating. much more fun.&lt;br /&gt;Well, more fun than my Guitar Hero World Tour.&lt;br /&gt;N &amp;amp; I did a pro face-off. very fun.&lt;br /&gt;Went out to the park later... fed the seagulls.&lt;br /&gt;Very peaceful, not many people too.&lt;br /&gt;Played with bubbles, chase Eli, then went back.&lt;br /&gt;Played card games, while waiting to bake.&lt;br /&gt;baked some cookies, smelt nice.&lt;br /&gt;Continued playing Hammer... the one i suggested.&lt;br /&gt;it was funny. H was very scared when it came to the slapping part.&lt;br /&gt;DING ! Cookies are done ! They smelt niceeeee.&lt;br /&gt;Ate 2 pieces.... yummyyyyy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(NO JOEL PRO !! I AM NOT A FATTY OK ?!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then dinner. Kwai Tou &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(don't know how to spell it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it tasted nice, a bit different than i expected.&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, continued playing cards.&lt;br /&gt;Played Cheat, then Snap, then Big 2.&lt;br /&gt;Left N's house around 8.&lt;br /&gt;my sister's went to Nandoes... for take-away.&lt;br /&gt;I ate a bit of chips, then stopped.&lt;br /&gt;they suggested me to eat the chicken, but no.&lt;br /&gt;it was chilli hot and i would burn my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;Fixed up my blog, went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;The night flew by so fast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UPDATES !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- New layout&lt;br /&gt;- New background music&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-4946360424803465321?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4946360424803465321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=4946360424803465321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/4946360424803465321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/4946360424803465321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2009/04/out-ing.html' title='An out-ing...'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-4631894812042109686</id><published>2009-04-11T17:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T18:01:59.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An 'awesome' Friday...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, Friday, enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;a bit tense at first, but got better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visited Grandpa. Relatives did too.&lt;br /&gt;To tell the truth,&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember my Grandpa.&lt;br /&gt;I heard, he left 1 year after i was born.&lt;br /&gt;but i can't remember him, at all.&lt;br /&gt;After visiting, we all went to Tea Cafe.&lt;br /&gt;Ate lunch, i sat with my little cousins.&lt;br /&gt;all the adults on the big table,&lt;br /&gt;Me + kiddies on small table.&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind the little kiddies,&lt;br /&gt;since they're so adorable !&lt;br /&gt;Especially baby ! OMG !!&lt;br /&gt;SOOO CUTE MAN !! especially when he smiles.&lt;br /&gt;All 3 little cousins were mugging on their NDS.&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to bring mine, sad.&lt;br /&gt;Here are the kiddies:&lt;br /&gt;Clare - 8 years. attached to me.&lt;br /&gt;Ethan - 5 years. super attached.&lt;br /&gt;Dora - 4/5 years. a bit show-offy.&lt;br /&gt;Isaac - 1 years. SOO CUTE !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eating, went to Pot Black. pool.&lt;br /&gt;Dad &amp;amp; Bonnie played. i watched.&lt;br /&gt;Dad was heeps good ! but he did play all the time back then.&lt;br /&gt;Bonnie? she got owned.&lt;br /&gt;After pool-ing, went home.&lt;br /&gt;Took a shower, went on comp.&lt;br /&gt;waited for my relatives to come over, again.&lt;br /&gt;Played Guitar Hero with them,&lt;br /&gt;ate dinner. play NDS with kiddies.&lt;br /&gt;Cousin Kenny loaded Final Fantasy Echoes of Time onto my NDS.&lt;br /&gt;Played all night. then more kiddies came.&lt;br /&gt;played Piggy on cards. had fun i guess.&lt;br /&gt;The night flew by so fast...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-4631894812042109686?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4631894812042109686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=4631894812042109686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/4631894812042109686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/4631894812042109686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2009/04/awesome-friday.html' title='An &apos;awesome&apos; Friday...'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-6936589046303291906</id><published>2009-04-09T23:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T23:37:16.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The past and present...</title><content type='html'>Dad bought Guitar Hero complete set for me.&lt;br /&gt;we don't have wii, so we bought for PS2.&lt;br /&gt;He saw me play a few days ago at a friend's house.&lt;br /&gt;he told me he wants to play as well =.="&lt;br /&gt;But i guess, i got what i wanted.&lt;br /&gt;i feel very.... spoilt. and selfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking back, all the friends i made,&lt;br /&gt;all shattered like glass on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;We all went our separate ways.&lt;br /&gt;Some, are by my side, forever.&lt;br /&gt;Some, lost connection with, forever.&lt;br /&gt;I wish for those days to return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I cherish them, a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Over anything, they are important.&lt;br /&gt;Without them, i wouldn't be me.&lt;br /&gt;Childhood friends, they are to me.&lt;br /&gt;Although not best, but closest.&lt;br /&gt;ありがとう, you two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to visit.... Grandpa tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I really have lots of questions about him.&lt;br /&gt;but i don't want to bring him up.. as a subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;How are you, Grandpa? its Leonie.&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming to visit you tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Everyones doing well, including Grandma.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be sure to smile a lot. i promise.&lt;br /&gt;I love you...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-6936589046303291906?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6936589046303291906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=6936589046303291906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/6936589046303291906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/6936589046303291906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2009/04/past-and-present.html' title='The past and present...'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-7909273371696394820</id><published>2009-04-08T21:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T21:56:29.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time no see !...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;New layout !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;New background music !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haven't posted in a while...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;been busy. schoolwork, NS work etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow is the last day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many happened in the past weeks...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No.1 dress-up !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday, 2 weeks ago, invited H &amp;amp; N over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;H &amp;amp; I planned a little secret game...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dress-up ! wrote 6 topics on pieces of paper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Toss it into the hat, pick 2 out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got 'Gangsta' &amp;amp; 'Princess'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm amazed. at least i got what i wanted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;H chose 'Shiny clothings'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;N chose 'Emo'. LOL. suitable for her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dress-ed up, less than 2 hrs. quite fast already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went out to walk. deli, then Prendwick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got home, took many photos. mostly near mirror.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ate dinner together, went on comp. showed some vids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoyed dinner. they went home around 8-9 ish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fun day. memoriable day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll go to a photo shop and print out the pictures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__l3X7vWcJso/Sdynf-5NvSI/AAAAAAAAAL0/wYjfM3Na1-Q/s1600-h/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322313027545840930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__l3X7vWcJso/Sdynf-5NvSI/AAAAAAAAAL0/wYjfM3Na1-Q/s320/029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No.2 'Make a Wish' Foundation Day !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week, Friday. full of laughter, and fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Free dress for the whole school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Year 8 tutor groups open a stall, raise money.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My group? sell kebabs. crappy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was up in recess, couldn't be screwed, ran away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walked around with a friend in recess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;looked at the stalls, bought a few cupcakes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got hair sprayed, face painted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K said she hated me coz she likes my clothes. =.="&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;H wanted my necklace. SCREW U !! kidding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last session, Design &amp;amp; Technology. bored out of my mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;instead, whole class went to library, worked on worksheets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WTF ?! i thought this was a D &amp;amp; T class !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chose a spot to sit. freezing my ass off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A sat infront of me... J sat next to him. gey a-holes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They didn't bring their pencil cases, borrowed off me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kept showing me where the pacer was made.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Japan, Korea, China, I DON'T GIVE A DAMN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A kept annoying me. looking through my pencil case.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;J joined in, with the 'annoying game'. tried taking my lead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remind me to NEVER share anything with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;barely even finished work, went to read books.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got my jacket (since i sit right under the air-con)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K &amp;amp; J kept laughing at book names. so retarded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got home. dad wanted to take a picture of my face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;STFU ! took one myself. i look so fugly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__l3X7vWcJso/Sdyq6Ml5jQI/AAAAAAAAAL8/ibPKFpgG0ZM/s1600-h/050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322316776434404610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__l3X7vWcJso/Sdyq6Ml5jQI/AAAAAAAAAL8/ibPKFpgG0ZM/s320/050.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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, 2nd last day of school for the term.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, last day of school for the term.&lt;br /&gt;1 more session with A &amp;amp; J's so-called 'group'&lt;br /&gt;argh, kill me. missed out 2 thursday D &amp;amp; T already.&lt;br /&gt;behind the class by heeps. failure.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Dow will kill me. oh well ~ not my fault.&lt;br /&gt;i had to go to dentist on THURSDAYS. twice.&lt;br /&gt;Getting braces soon. dunno when.&lt;br /&gt;J pro keeps bugging me to play audi again.&lt;br /&gt;Guess what J pro? wait till i can download again.&lt;br /&gt;i might even go to an internet cafe to play.&lt;br /&gt;I'll see if they have audi first, if not, bad luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-7909273371696394820?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7909273371696394820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=7909273371696394820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/7909273371696394820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/7909273371696394820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2009/04/long-time-no-see.html' title='Long time no see !...'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__l3X7vWcJso/Sdynf-5NvSI/AAAAAAAAAL0/wYjfM3Na1-Q/s72-c/029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-2510709293615775103</id><published>2009-03-26T15:04:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T16:29:31.793+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Pain...</title><content type='html'>Didn't go to school today. went to dentist, 9.30&lt;br /&gt;Injections to make my mouth numb, then pulling.&lt;br /&gt;1 baby tooth and 1 permanent tooth. ouch.&lt;br /&gt;Baby tooth hurt like s***. Permanent.. didn't feel any pain.&lt;br /&gt;Still bleeding, get use to it. they pulled out the teeth on my right.&lt;br /&gt;Next Thursday, more pulling. then for the finishing touch, braces.&lt;br /&gt;feels weird. can't smile or eat properly.&lt;br /&gt;not hungry, not thirsty, not tired, not comfortable...&lt;br /&gt;What more will come? hurry up and disappear already.&lt;br /&gt;I want my teeth to be the best as possible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure if i'm going to school tomorrow... most probably will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-2510709293615775103?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2510709293615775103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=2510709293615775103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/2510709293615775103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/2510709293615775103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2009/03/pain.html' title='Pain...'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-3967778146465064666</id><published>2009-03-22T18:46:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T19:27:22.013+09:00</updated><title type='text'>satisfied...</title><content type='html'>Cut a short deal with Dad...&lt;br /&gt;He buys me Adobe Photoshop, i make coffee for him everyday.&lt;br /&gt;deal, bought it for me online. coming in a week or so.&lt;br /&gt;Super satisfied. he is his normal self now.&lt;br /&gt;He is also buying me more clip-on earrings.&lt;br /&gt;i won't be buying stuff for a long time ! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;T.T cryyy. getting my teeth pulled out on the 26th.&lt;br /&gt;i wont be eating properly for a long time. T.T&lt;br /&gt;My family says i will definitely get slimmer because of that.&lt;br /&gt;Getting 4 pulled out. 2 on the 26th. 2 on... another day.&lt;br /&gt;then getting braces. argh. i dont want braces T.T&lt;br /&gt;I should ask Paimun how it feels like to have braces... ehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Thinking... about something... weird...&lt;br /&gt;Updates ! New blog music. Enjoy !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-3967778146465064666?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3967778146465064666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=3967778146465064666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/3967778146465064666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/3967778146465064666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2009/03/satisfied.html' title='satisfied...'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-159335791482507525</id><published>2009-03-19T18:31:00.006+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T19:03:54.696+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Depressed...</title><content type='html'>Many things happened... mostly anger... and sadness.&lt;br /&gt;recovered... but still a bit sad... i'm so glad it didn't happen.&lt;br /&gt;One day, after playing dinner with Dad, went home.&lt;br /&gt;a tension of anger was drifting in the air... i could feel it.&lt;br /&gt;ignored it. took shower, went out for dinner with family.&lt;br /&gt;Parents had a big arguement.. in the car. big big one.&lt;br /&gt;why couldn't we just be happy for 1 day? 1 day !&lt;br /&gt;That arguement went for the whole car ride. i wanted to cry.&lt;br /&gt;held back. not the time to cry. arrived at restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone got out, except for my Mum. she was crying.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to cry even more... for the first time, my Mum is crying.&lt;br /&gt;she has never cried since i was born...&lt;br /&gt;Dad was filled with anger... we told him to go into the restaurant first.&lt;br /&gt;he refused, we ended up driving BACK HOME.&lt;br /&gt;Mum started complaining to him in the car again...&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't bare to listen anymore, put on headphones, turned on extra loud.&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp;amp; Bonnie sat at the back, and we thought it wasn't the time to talk.&lt;br /&gt;So we SMS each other instead.&lt;br /&gt;Arrived home. went to Bonnie's room. she told me i can stay in her room.&lt;br /&gt;5 min after entering her room, i cried.&lt;br /&gt;i kept asking myself a question, "Why did this happen?"... i never got an answer.&lt;br /&gt;Right after crying, i got a bloodnose. Great timing.&lt;br /&gt;bleeding wouldn't stop. i felt really sick.&lt;br /&gt;took a little nap. then, Mum woke me up.&lt;br /&gt;told me to go out for dinner, just the 4 of us. without Dad.&lt;br /&gt;it was nearly 9. most restaurants closeby would be closed.&lt;br /&gt;fast food. went to Nandoes, they said they're closing.&lt;br /&gt;then went for KFC. not closed. Mum talked to me in the car about Dad.&lt;br /&gt;the reason why Dad's first girlfriend left him was because of his stubbornness.&lt;br /&gt;and his personality - getting angry very easily.&lt;br /&gt;Then i thought of Mum working with Dad everyday, Dad yelling at Mum everyday.&lt;br /&gt;How can Mum stand Dad? how can she work with him?&lt;br /&gt;I realized, all this time, Mum wanted to cry. real badly.&lt;br /&gt;Gave her a big hug. went home to eat KFC.&lt;br /&gt;i told Dad, very sweetly, to eat dinner. only i can do that since i'm the youngest.&lt;br /&gt;he did eat. ate at the TV. oh well, better than not eating.&lt;br /&gt;i filled my empty stomach. went to bed 1 hr after dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Few days had passed, and i could feel Dad trying to compensate Mum.&lt;br /&gt;He was working hard, fixing my room up. trying to buy me office chairs, lights etc.&lt;br /&gt;i felt happier, that he finally thought it through.&lt;br /&gt;Bonnie noticed that too, Dad trying to apologize to Mum.&lt;br /&gt;He isn't that stubborn after all. now i know one more thing about Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He tries to apologize to Mum by working around the house.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time he banged Bonnie's head really hard, he tried to apologize.&lt;br /&gt;Guess how he did it? very strangely too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He asked her, "Does it hurt?" and rubbed her head.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i never talked to him about Bonnie's head, he probably won't touch her, at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I still feel a bit sad, since Mum and Dad don't talk in the house anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But each day is getting better, i hope tomorrow will be full of surprises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Oh yeah, the thing that i was glad that didn't happen..... was a divorce.&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/2818218662214877585-159335791482507525?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/159335791482507525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=159335791482507525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/159335791482507525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/159335791482507525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2009/03/depressed.html' title='Depressed...'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-8214540885901934054</id><published>2009-03-13T15:57:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T16:21:35.977+09:00</updated><title type='text'>finally....</title><content type='html'>*sigh* so tired... school is boring...&lt;br /&gt;i feel like lying down on a field and look up to the clouds...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Prendwick would do.... dunno.&lt;br /&gt;Nearly got my phone confiscated in D 'n' T... i'm so smart.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Ha, while walking through the door for S 'n' E,&lt;br /&gt;he pushed me to the wall... practically squishing me.&lt;br /&gt;Nearly got in trouble... nearly.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to write about... highschool life is boring.&lt;br /&gt;I shall end my post here? Yeah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Need to wax.... wait a sec, why am i saying this?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-8214540885901934054?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8214540885901934054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=8214540885901934054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/8214540885901934054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/8214540885901934054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2009/03/finally.html' title='finally....'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-5316252264765605679</id><published>2009-03-04T19:26:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T22:28:07.196+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Day Out !</title><content type='html'>Tuesday was fun. all Year 8's went to Riverton Leisureplex for a carnival.&lt;br /&gt;Got into our factions- Emerald, Ruby, Sapphire &amp;amp; Diamond.&lt;br /&gt;I'm in Emerald. =.=" it sucksss. i wanted to be in Ruby or Diamond !!&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the same faction as most of my friends. most of all, Hong !!&lt;br /&gt;Ehehehe, we were divided into 2 groups in our faction. i was in group 1.&lt;br /&gt;Same as Hong ! YAYY !! i can annoy someone now ! HOHOHO ~&lt;br /&gt;Went swimming first. but i didn't swim coz i couldn't be bothered. and didn't bring bathers.&lt;br /&gt;instead, i did jobs for teachers... putting the pins on the ribbons.&lt;br /&gt;Watch them race, for ribbons. so funny.&lt;br /&gt;One dude kept flinging his hair so he can wet me. i kept kicking him.&lt;br /&gt;but i guess it was fun........ but it wasn't fun doing the ribbons =.="&lt;br /&gt;Lunch/Recess time. walked over to the oval to do field activities.&lt;br /&gt;Saw my other friends &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(in my faction). &lt;/span&gt;they kept shouting out, "SPIDER SPIDER !!"&lt;br /&gt;Omg =.=" felt like punching her. Hong saw her beloved boyfriend *COUGH COUGH*&lt;br /&gt;everytime i mention anything about 'him' to her, she punches me like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;especially whenever i said, "Look ! its your boyfriend !"&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, on to the oval. arrived, gave gold coin donation for Pizza + Water !&lt;br /&gt;Ate 3 slices... felt really full. Looked around, someone shouted out, "This is my fifth piece !"&lt;br /&gt;OMG !! what a pig, LOL. wow, that was amazing. FIFTH PIECE ?!?!&lt;br /&gt;Activities. separated into 3 groups this time. i was in Emerald- Group 3.&lt;br /&gt;we versed Ruby- Group 3. CAROLINEEEE !!! BWAHAHAHAHA !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Went to "Tempin Bowling" first.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(not much of a bowling)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruby was in lead, but we caught up and WON !! HAHAHAHAHA !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Next game- Hurdles.&lt;/strong&gt; in other words, a blindfold game.&lt;br /&gt;You have to get all your team members over to the other side, avoiding the hurdles.&lt;br /&gt;1 person will guide your team members &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(coz they are all blindfolded).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was first, to be blindfolded. Made a line so basically they were all following me.&lt;br /&gt;Made it through safely !! HOHOHO ~ next stage,&lt;br /&gt;Try to turn the mat over without stepping on the grass &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(all members stand on it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finished before Ruby ! HOHO ~ next stage, tunnel ball.&lt;br /&gt;We managed to beat Ruby, but they did Leader Ball for some reason O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Next game- water slide no.1&lt;/strong&gt; ..... i didn't participate in it &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(since you need your bathers)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't have my bathers so yeahh. watched them slide. looks fun ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Next game- High Jump.&lt;/strong&gt; i was scared of it.... lol.&lt;br /&gt;2 people holds onto the board while the rest step onto the board and jump over.&lt;br /&gt;i jumped over, SUCCESSFULLY ! YAYYYY ~&lt;br /&gt;Ruby had 20 sec ahead of us, but we beat them ! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(again ^^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure we had to do something before that... but, oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Next game- water slide no.2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTH ?! there were 2 waterslides. everyone was like, WTF ?!?!&lt;br /&gt;Some of them said, "Awwww, we have to get wet, AGAIN ?!"&lt;br /&gt;Haha, i laughed at them coz they didn't want to get wet.... again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last game- horizontal bungee.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really....... amazed. some people were dumb enough to walk backwards.&lt;br /&gt;We're suppose to let the spring PULL us back. so basically we fall back.&lt;br /&gt;i hit my hard.... on it. it hurt, and messed up my hair. so i took out the hair lacky.&lt;br /&gt;didn't go on it again... lol. there were love birds in our group &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(well i called them that)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl threatened me that she will break my glasses and the guy....&lt;br /&gt;he just kept throwing grass at me =.=" and saying, "I swear, i will kill you one day."&lt;br /&gt;Loll. When is this 'one day'? LOL. he's in some of my classes... annoying.&lt;br /&gt;He keeps annoying me... =.=" argh. everytime i talk to my friends in class, he barges in.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to shout, "*BEEP* OFF !!" loll. but i'm not that mean, am i?&lt;br /&gt;After field activities, went back to swimming pool. the final event, RELAYS !!&lt;br /&gt;Hong got in ! YAYYY ~ we all cheered, "GO HONG !! SWIM FASTER !!"&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA !! hilarious. and omg, Hong's 'apparent boyfriend' got into the relays !&lt;br /&gt;WTF ?! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(no offence to him)&lt;/span&gt; he's like......... round. all the 'azn' girls &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(includes me)&lt;/span&gt; was disgusted.&lt;br /&gt;LOLLLL !! Emerald won the Boy's Swimming Relays but came 3rd for Girl's Relays.&lt;br /&gt;Overall, the day was fun i guess. i did make a lot of new friends ^^ and 1 enemy.. =.="&lt;br /&gt;i just hope he won't annoy me tomorrow... like how he did today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cut myself.... during cooking. i'm so smart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Came 4th out of my entire class for Math's test. ^^&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/2818218662214877585-5316252264765605679?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5316252264765605679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=5316252264765605679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/5316252264765605679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/5316252264765605679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2009/03/big-day-out.html' title='Big Day Out !'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-7931978098152079037</id><published>2009-03-01T15:43:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T16:14:08.724+09:00</updated><title type='text'>memoriable day ^^</title><content type='html'>woke up 7. got dressed for school. North Shore =.="&lt;br /&gt;took me a while to decide what to wear.&lt;br /&gt;got my Mum to braid my hair. but failed.&lt;br /&gt;Left the house at 9.15&lt;br /&gt;Arrived at 9.23 . walked to my class and there was someone there waiting. already.&lt;br /&gt;surprised me. later on, another classmate came... then the 'relief' teacher.&lt;br /&gt;this teacher sucks at teaching. her writing is crap.&lt;br /&gt;No one in the class understood what she was saying... even me.&lt;br /&gt;i kept quiet. i'll ask my 'normal' teacher about it next week.&lt;br /&gt;Recess. the cold war between me and a 'guy' classmate began.&lt;br /&gt;Well, he started it by calling me spoilt. =.="&lt;br /&gt;i didn't walk around school coz... well.. i couldn't be bothered.&lt;br /&gt;And i didn't want to see her....&lt;br /&gt;Maths. singaporean teacher. i had him last year.. but he probably doesn't remember me.&lt;br /&gt;I had to move seats since one of my friends, Paveena, wanted to sit next to me.&lt;br /&gt;And copy my work =.=" she copies my work then asks me to explain how to do it.&lt;br /&gt;Algebra. my favourite. i like algebra... more than ratios. i find ratios very difficult.&lt;br /&gt;the teacher complimented me. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*tears of joy*&lt;/span&gt; he said i'm doing very well in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*more tears of joy*&lt;/span&gt; he even said that i got all my work correct. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*happpy*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of North Shore.. for the week. wore my hat, out the classroom.&lt;br /&gt;Mum was waiting for me. got into the car. drove home.&lt;br /&gt;Before we went to go to Fremantle, blob-bie came ! YAY !&lt;br /&gt;but the bad thing was, he kept teasing me the whole day. =.="&lt;br /&gt;Went to Fremantle. ate fish&amp;amp;chips. yum yum ^^... he called me a pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*cries in my corner*&lt;/span&gt; but he's a pig himself !&lt;br /&gt;He ate a WHOLE bag himself !! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(a whole bag is really big)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked around Freo. sooooo hot. =.=" but i guess it is a nice weather.&lt;br /&gt;Went to timezone. RACED BLOB ! BWAHAHAHA !!&lt;br /&gt;played Mario Kart at TimeZone. I owned him ! YAYYYY !!&lt;br /&gt;but he owned me in the rest. T.T&lt;br /&gt;Went home. he kept pinching my cheeks in the car.&lt;br /&gt;He told me he will be leaving in 2 days. T.T nooooooo !!&lt;br /&gt;He left after we arrived home. bye bye blob-bie ~&lt;br /&gt;now for me to relax ~ i compared Friday to today. which one would be better?&lt;br /&gt;dunno... only i can answer it. can't wait till Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;BIG DAY OUT !! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun and take care ~ ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-7931978098152079037?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7931978098152079037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=7931978098152079037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/7931978098152079037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/7931978098152079037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2009/03/memoriable-day.html' title='memoriable day ^^'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-8480086137105693215</id><published>2009-02-23T21:48:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T22:07:46.362+09:00</updated><title type='text'>happy ending ^^</title><content type='html'>Its still a bit down-ish for me... but i heard some great news.&lt;br /&gt;i'll save the great news for later... ehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;there is still some awkwardness in my house...&lt;br /&gt;but i'm sure it will disappear soon.&lt;br /&gt;An 'okay' day at school. got a bit bored.&lt;br /&gt;last session.... =.=" english. nearly made me fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;got homework. but i need a protracter for it.&lt;br /&gt;And i don't have one. =.=" not even in my house.&lt;br /&gt;crap, i'll be in trouble. i'll just say i don't have a protracter at home.&lt;br /&gt;lol. hope my 'crap' S 'n' E teacher will understand.&lt;br /&gt;Good news. someone i didn't expect called me yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Guess who? blob-bie ~ he arrived in Perth not long ago.&lt;br /&gt;Dam him. why didn't he call me first? i'll chop his head off, HOHOHO ~&lt;br /&gt;he said he'll meet up with me later in the week. =.="&lt;br /&gt;Haven't seen him about... half a year? yeah... close.&lt;br /&gt;He's staying for about a month this time. better than 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if he changed..... dunno. half a year, anything could've happened.&lt;br /&gt;and no, he is not my bf. childhood friend of mine... you could say my 'guy' best-friend.&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to admit it, but i did miss him.&lt;br /&gt;i have fun when i'm with him. well, more like fooling around... ehehe.&lt;br /&gt;i'll see him soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the days ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-8480086137105693215?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8480086137105693215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=8480086137105693215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/8480086137105693215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/8480086137105693215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-ending.html' title='happy ending ^^'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-3103911817480860481</id><published>2009-02-22T16:03:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T16:40:01.337+09:00</updated><title type='text'>quiz... got tagged.</title><content type='html'>Awkward day of mine... arguement.&lt;br /&gt;I'm okay with my Dad... for now. he started talking to me.&lt;br /&gt;but Bonnie and Dad still very.... mmm. bad terms.&lt;br /&gt;but it hurt me yesterday, for what he did.&lt;br /&gt;I forgave him anyways, seeing as i can tell he regrets it.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways ! i got tagged into a quiz thingy by my beloved friend, xinni &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;So, here it goes ! don't laugh at my answers !! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1. Besides Ur lips, where is the favorite spot to get kissed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;errrr................ ummm..... ehhh......... the forehead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2. How do u feel when u wake up this morning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... sleepy? but most i most probably think of milo straight away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3. Who was the last person u took photo with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idk..... AH ! I KNOW !! .... myself. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4. Would you consider urself to be spoiled?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i wasn't 'me', i would consider myself spoilt. all my friends say that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5. Would you ever donate blood?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.............................. wouldn't i get fatter? =.=" and i'll die earlier? =.=" but i wouldn't mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;6. Have you ever had a best friend who was the opposite sex?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah............................................................ but he's no longer here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;7. Do u wan someone dead?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.O Death against... someone, Australia says NO ! nah, i wouldn't want anyone to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;8. What does ur last text message says?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhh.... dunno. actually, i got 2. one of them is like a... gey one. someone saying that if i don't forward it, mickey mouse will come kill me tonight or something. and the other one is a 'guy' friend (don't get me wrong ! i don't have a boyfriend !) who is asking me hows my day and stuff. we're close friends so yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;9. What are u thinking right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what to answer on this one. =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;10. Do you wish someone to be with you right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no... no one in particular. btw, i don't have a friend called 'someone' o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;11. What is the time you go to bed last night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umm... 11-ish. i fink. =.=" i don't really care what time as long as its before... 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;12. Where did you buy the T-shirt you are wearing now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HK ! OH YEAHHH ! my t-shirt says... 'I am Superman' when its a cartoon figure with a paper bag as a hat. very cute ^^ . oh yeah, i went to a clothes shop the other day and the uhh... people who worked there were like, "OMG ! YOUR TOP IS SO CUTE !! where did you get it??". they freaked me out. i was like.... what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;13. Is someone on ur mind right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't have a friend called someone !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;14. Who was the last person who texted you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my 'guy' friend one. its not my bf .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;15.-10 people tagged to do this quiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Nicole&lt;br /&gt;2. Sadako/Nadin&lt;br /&gt;3. Honkster AKA. Hong&lt;br /&gt;4. Wendy (if she hasn't done it yet)&lt;br /&gt;5. Wyn... highly doubt it.&lt;br /&gt;6. Brenda (if she hasn't done it yet)&lt;br /&gt;7. Yoshi/Shunsuke. ehehehehe.. facebook.&lt;br /&gt;8. Bonnie. my beloved sister.&lt;br /&gt;9. Kelsey... another facebook-er.&lt;br /&gt;10. MYSELF ! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;16. Who is 2 having a relationship with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehhh......... with all her friends? LOL !!! i don't know !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;17. Is 3 a male or female?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh... i get it now. nah, its a male. dummy. its female.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;18. If 7 and 10 get tgt,would it be a good thing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EW ! EW ! EW ! EW ! EW ! 7 and me ?!? WTF ?!?!!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;19. What is 1 studying abt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know. we're far away lor ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;20. When was the last time u had a chat with them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm... yesterday? dunno....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;21. Is 4 single?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know !!.... oh wait. i do know. shes not single. because... SHES WITH ME !! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;22. Say something about number 2?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh........... close friend of mine. and super gey. LOL ! KIDDING !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;23. What do you think about 3 &amp;amp; 6 being tgt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ew..... les? LOL ! ROFLLL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;24. Describe 9?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a gey person. LOL. super retarded. super....... nerdy-ish? and a super swearer. LOL. nah, shes nice. but gey sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;25. What will you do if 6 n 7 fight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o.o........ let them continue fighting? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;26. Do you like 8?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFLMFAO !!! ITS MY SISTER !! WHAT DO YOU THINK ???? if its in a girlish relationship, then no. I'M NOT A LES !! and i'd rather kill myself then like her. but, if its family relationship, then of course i like her. shes like, my dummy. LOL. i punch her, she punch me. =.=" i tease her, she hit me on the head.... twice. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first question was..... weird. it makes me want to puke.&lt;br /&gt;but then i thought of forehead so it didn't make me puke.&lt;br /&gt;i want jelly now. LOL, WTH ?! i'm so random right now.. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;i'm making jelly tonight, yum yum. want some?&lt;br /&gt;ehehehehe.... TOO BAD !! none for you !!&lt;br /&gt;which one? orange, lemon, strawberry or lime?&lt;br /&gt;i choose.... LIME !!!! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-3103911817480860481?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3103911817480860481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=3103911817480860481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/3103911817480860481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/3103911817480860481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2009/02/quiz-got-tagged.html' title='quiz... got tagged.'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-6124416922668557900</id><published>2009-02-21T10:58:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T11:14:36.987+09:00</updated><title type='text'>can't stop crying today...</title><content type='html'>A sad day when its sunny.&lt;br /&gt;Why can't my family be happy at times like these?&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a happy day. the next, a broken day.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up today, sunny. i told myself, "Its going to be a nice day."&lt;br /&gt;And what did it turn out? an angry, sad and pitiful day.&lt;br /&gt;i want to cry so much right now.&lt;br /&gt;my dad has gone insane right now. what is wrong with him.&lt;br /&gt;he made everyone cry today, including me.&lt;br /&gt;He complained about my Mum not putting food in the fridge.&lt;br /&gt;That went for about 10 min. i really want to comfort my Mum.&lt;br /&gt;Me and Bonnie couldn't stand it. my mum taking all the blame.&lt;br /&gt;We told them to shutup. then Dad started punching Bonnie.&lt;br /&gt;i tried stopping them but ended up getting punched myself&lt;br /&gt;at least i was able to let Bonnie run away before getting injured more.&lt;br /&gt;my head feels really heavy right now.&lt;br /&gt;its like i got hit my a baseball bat ten times and the pain is making me cry.&lt;br /&gt;a few bruises on my head. and arm. might need to see the doctor.&lt;br /&gt;please, someone come save me. i can't stand it.&lt;br /&gt;i want to run away... to someone else's place. take me away, please.&lt;br /&gt;i'm scared... really scared... really frightened...&lt;br /&gt;please... just tell me its all a bad dream... i might even believe you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-6124416922668557900?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6124416922668557900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=6124416922668557900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/6124416922668557900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/6124416922668557900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2009/02/cant-stop-crying-today.html' title='can&apos;t stop crying today...'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-2832234202247528029</id><published>2009-02-13T20:19:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T20:47:53.347+09:00</updated><title type='text'>80th post celebration ~</title><content type='html'>YAY ~ 80th post... 20 more till 100... god.&lt;br /&gt;Seems like years... till the 100th post.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, how is everyone? Having fun? I hope you are.&lt;br /&gt;Coz i'm..... not exactly having fun. sick =.="&lt;br /&gt;i lost my voice... yesterday. so i was whispering the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;All my friends started teasing me about it.&lt;br /&gt;T.T whyyyyyy ??!?!?!!? i want to cryyyyy T.T&lt;br /&gt;I regained my voice back today... phew.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday.. i missed out school. i felt very... unhappy. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;because.. because.... i would miss out classwork... and homework.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. i guess i felt better missing out school.&lt;br /&gt;My voice is a lot better... but you can still tell that i'm sick. =.="&lt;br /&gt;Banned from comp on weekdays... i guess its for my own good.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday... tomorrow... you know why its special tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;because its.... VALENTINES DAYYY !!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA ~~&lt;br /&gt;And no, i do not have ANYONE i like so no chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;Its like a tradition in Japan...... luckyyy ~ if only i was born in Japan.&lt;br /&gt;it would be funny watching the guys receive chocolate... ehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;That's impossible in Aus... since like 99.5% of the girls are chickens.&lt;br /&gt;Which includes me. LOL. i'm a chicken myself.&lt;br /&gt;but i don't like anyone, no one at all.&lt;br /&gt;this makes me wonder... being kissed on the head..............&lt;br /&gt;would that be counted as being loved by that person? i keep thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;but that happened so many years ago... and he is no longer here.&lt;br /&gt;so i don't really care about it anymore. i was in Year 1 when it happened.&lt;br /&gt;but i still wonder what it meant... seriously. i would want an answer... but, nahhh.&lt;br /&gt;Best to keep it a secret. ^^ right? only 3 people know about that incident...&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if they forgot... hmm. they probably did. meh ~&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*.... since when did i get adopted?&lt;br /&gt;omgosh... i got adopted last week.... by my friend, Emily. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;i am now a proud *cough* daughter of Emily&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(mum)&lt;/span&gt; and Amelia&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(dad)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTH ?! WHY IS MY STEPFATHER *cough* A WOMAN ?!?!???!&lt;br /&gt;bah, screw it. it was so funny today.&lt;br /&gt;My fake sister &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Vanessa) &lt;/span&gt;and I were speaking in jap.&lt;br /&gt;"Okaa-san wa baka desu ~ HOHOHO !"......... Emily was crying. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Then Vanessa tried saying little sister in jap... but didn't know how to.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, i'm the little sister since i'm younger than Vanessa... yeahh...&lt;br /&gt;She said everything else except little sister.&lt;br /&gt;Onee-chan, Onii-chan, Odoudou, Okaa-san, Otou-san. everything.&lt;br /&gt;except Imoudou =.=" saddddd Vanessa, sad.&lt;br /&gt;They only reason she asked me how to say little sister in jap was because...&lt;br /&gt;she wants to say, "Imoudou wa baka desu." .....=.="&lt;br /&gt;T.T i want to cryyyy T.T WAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH !!!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i finished crying. i am proud to say, I am Emily's daughter. *COUGH COUGH*&lt;br /&gt;*COUGH COUGH COUGH COUGH COUGH COUGH COUGH COUGH*&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, i am sick right now. sore throat, yeah yeah?&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.... so many things happened. badminton. HEEPS FUN !!&lt;br /&gt;Me + Vanessa got bronze medal ! WOOT ~ but we didn't get gold. =.="&lt;br /&gt;I should really go to Leeming Sports Centre and play badminton there.&lt;br /&gt;invite Honkster, Nao, Sharon. yeah, next weekends.&lt;br /&gt;OK !! ITS DECIDED ~ but Hong dong already knows about it. T.T&lt;br /&gt;oh well. i guess we'll have to wait for the 'fun' ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care, everyone ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-2832234202247528029?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2832234202247528029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=2832234202247528029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/2832234202247528029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/2832234202247528029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2009/02/80th-post-celebration.html' title='80th post celebration ~'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-7182054603509130</id><published>2009-02-06T18:07:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T18:28:31.518+09:00</updated><title type='text'>a new school life...</title><content type='html'>Hello peoples !! sorry for.... my laziness at posting.&lt;br /&gt;i came back from HK... not long ago.&lt;br /&gt;The next day after i came back, IT WAS SCHOOL !&lt;br /&gt;oh great, got changed. pack my bag. off to school.&lt;br /&gt;Its a great feeling.. being in highschool. much different.&lt;br /&gt;although i have many different subjects, its fun.&lt;br /&gt;made many new friends... although i don't hang out with them.&lt;br /&gt;the usual "nerdy" group. not exactly nerdy but.. guyish.&lt;br /&gt;3 girls, the rest... GUYS. well, i guess its fun.&lt;br /&gt;they're all from Rostrata so i know them.&lt;br /&gt;And i can't be stuff posting about the remaining days in HK.&lt;br /&gt;yes i know, i am very lazy. but i'm busy... to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;Many homework... dammit. but, the homework is easy.&lt;br /&gt;especially... maths. but maybe coz i am a nerd. =.="&lt;br /&gt;not anymore ! Anantha... classmate in Rostrata.&lt;br /&gt;We've been in the same class since he came to Rostrata...&lt;br /&gt;which was in Year 5... so... about 2 years. this is the 3rd year.&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately.. he isn't in ANY of my classes.&lt;br /&gt;i don't get to tease him. T.T  he is known as 'womanizer' now.&lt;br /&gt;after the incident today.&lt;br /&gt;a bunch of Year 11 girls came up to him and started talking to him.&lt;br /&gt;then after they left, i called him womanizer. he was like.. shocked.&lt;br /&gt;everyone cracked up laughing and started teasing him.&lt;br /&gt;its either pimp, nerd or womanizer. BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA !!!&lt;br /&gt;hilarious. another hilarious incident.&lt;br /&gt;Hong, best bud, told me what happened when i got there at recess.&lt;br /&gt;she said, someone whispered in her ear saying, "Andy likes you"&lt;br /&gt;LOLL !! she was freaked out. so the rumors ARE trueeee. mmhmmm.&lt;br /&gt;then at recess when our 'gang' appeared, Andy's friend (Bradley) came up to Hong.&lt;br /&gt;Then shouted across our group, "Oh yeah, Andy doesn't care what the hell you are doing. and he doesn't like you. the end."&lt;br /&gt;LOLLL !!! our whole group cracked up laughing. so badly.&lt;br /&gt;some of them were like, no offence to her. LOLL !! i couldn't stop laughing.&lt;br /&gt;she gave me the evils... then i stopped laughing. =.="&lt;br /&gt;but it was so funny. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;.. LOLL !! and i thought Andy like me coz Hong and Nadin told me.&lt;br /&gt;tcheeeeehhhh ~ like i thought. he still likes Hong. BWAHAHAHA !!!&lt;br /&gt;now i feel relieved. i can enjoy my D n T class happily..&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah =.=" Andy and his "asian guy group" is in my D n T class.&lt;br /&gt;so annoying man. we have to make this... game thingy. it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;and i have 2 different teachers for D n T.&lt;br /&gt;One of them, is called Mr Dow.&lt;br /&gt;he likes to talk about how people cut or injure their fingers using the machine.&lt;br /&gt;Kelsey was like... freaked out. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;The other one, Mr Evans, is...... no to be rude to him but.. he is... old.&lt;br /&gt;quite straight-forward. at least he has humour.&lt;br /&gt;i am adjusting to this new school. never got lost.&lt;br /&gt;I guess highschool is fun. i'll be visiting Rostrata on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;need to find my all-time favourite 'Year 7' friend... ZOE DUNN !!!&lt;br /&gt;dam her... she already left school when i got there today.&lt;br /&gt;DON'T LEAVE ME ON MONDAY !! I'M COMING !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun and take care peoples ~&lt;br /&gt;Don't injure yourself... why am i saying this?! =.="&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-7182054603509130?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7182054603509130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=7182054603509130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/7182054603509130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/7182054603509130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-school-life.html' title='a new school life...'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-6191907965938932653</id><published>2009-01-25T00:28:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T01:20:55.655+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Currently: IN HK !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Day 1:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Arrived in HK around 6-7ish in the morning. sleepy like hell. went to our flat that we own. left our luggages there and went downstairs for breakie. FOOD IN HK ARE YUMMMMMIIEE !! Restock. as in buy water, a few snacks etc. then went to Tsim Sha Tsui to get our hair done. took about 4-5hrs. very busy ~ After getting our hair done, went next door to eat dinner. i ate..... a Ham + HUGE sunny-side egg + vege + rice dish. very nice ~ got home around 11. sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Day 2:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;woke up. VERY HOT !! and i thought it was Winter.... sheesh. got out, went to Mong Kok for shopping. that place is well-known for its shopping area. bought MANY stuff. the funny thing was, i kept pulling my pants up since my pants got a bit too big for me.... i lost weight already. its amazing. met up with my dad's younger bro, AKA uncle. went to Fo Tan to eat dinner with his family. wow, Jackie has grown taller.... but not taller than me yet. HAHAHA. yep, his voice has definitely changed too. part of.... nvm. not gonna say anything...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Day 3:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;forgot... i'll get an update about it ASAP. OH WAIT ! went to Mong Kok again. thats all i remember.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Day 4:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Met up with Mum's girl-friends. she hasn't met them since she left HK. One of them, lives in England. SHE IS HILARIOUS !!! especially when she is with my Dad. they are the FUNNIEST pair. And Mum's other friend, she lives in HK... i think. she is really funny too, especially when the England aunt is here. (this was at night) went to eat...uh..... i forgot. but something yummy. i didn't eat much since i didn't have much appetite. mugged on DS for the whole night. finished one case on Phoenix Wright. ate biscuits. slept.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Day 5:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Parents went to meet up with Mum's friends.... again. my sisters and i went to Sha Tin to shop. funny part about the name is: ShaT in. LOL. everytime we go to Sha Tin, me &amp;amp; Bonnie start saying ShaT in instead of Sha Tin. anyways, went shopping.... MUJI !! and the FAMOUS bookstore (but we only go there for stationery. mainly famous for stationery there.) Like i promised Zoe &amp;amp; Paimun, i got them THEIR lovely pens that they were fighting for. i need one myself..... oh well. Waited for parents to come. went to choose our NEW glasses. WOOT !! i got.... purpleish blackish glasses. they are full-framed........ haven't worn a full-framed in ages. might look a bit too asianish. also, im adding transition on it. so when the sunlight reflects on my glasses, it changes colours. getting them on the 30th or 31st.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Day 6:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;....family day. like, with my WHOLE family. on my dad's side. which is the "Leung Family". over 20 peeps. Morning, went to Yum Cha with big uncle. LOL. ok, oldest one. and second oldest uncle. YUMMY !! im in love with HK Yum Cha. After finished eating, went home. slept, watched TV, ate biscuits. so we practically wasted a day.... again. IT WAS SOOOOOOO COLD !!! OMG !!! i had to wear 4 layers worth of clothing. including jacket. and scarf. IS THIS EVEN HK ?! omg... yesterday, it was hot enough to cook eggs on the floor. and now, FREEZING MY ASS OFF. Night, BIG FAMILY DINNER NIGHT !! surprisingly, ALL my relatives on my Dad's side came. usually, whenever we have these big family dinner night, either 1 or 2 of the families can't make it. but this time, they ALL made it. and...... 99.99% of them said i grew MUCH taller. OMG ! babies are SOOOOOOO cute. my little niece is SOOOOOOOOOOOOO cute. omg, her cute piggy face was even more cute. shes only like...... 1 and a half years old. she already understands what we say.... a lot. and she is VERY obedient. her Mum (which is considered my sister.) like asks Hannah (niece) questions. "Who is beautiful?" --&gt; Hannah points to her Mum. LOL. "Who is your Auntie (which is me)?" --&gt; Hannah points at me. "Who has the most money?" --&gt; Hannah points at HERSELF. LOLL. (she was suppose to point at her Dad but instead she pointed at herself. LOL.) sooooooo cute. i want to pinch those red cheeks. got home around... 11. watched TV a bit, then went on laptop. oh yeah, i received MANY red pockets. dinner cost quite a lot. but its worth it... i guess. we had a HUGE banquet so yeahh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Overall, my adventure in HK is worth it. i am currently happy ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Have fun and take care of yourselves !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-6191907965938932653?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6191907965938932653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=6191907965938932653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/6191907965938932653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/6191907965938932653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2009/01/currently-in-hk-day-1-arrived-in-hk.html' title=''/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-415647373637255337</id><published>2009-01-10T11:36:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T12:47:43.493+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Party..</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was HELL fun ! but no one got drunk... T.T&lt;br /&gt;Around 6, most of D's friend came.&lt;br /&gt;They started cooking meat and stuff straight away.. must be hungry.&lt;br /&gt;I mugged on my DS most of the time so yeahh... they didn't see me.&lt;br /&gt;I looked at all the presents she got... WOAH !! so many huge ones !&lt;br /&gt;I walked outside to see them cook... and smell the food. yummy ~&lt;br /&gt;I gave my dog some dog treats since she looked like she was gonna cry.&lt;br /&gt;D called me to eat. gave me chicken fillet, chicken wing.&lt;br /&gt;Ate them all... but i felt full. probably because of Sizzlers.&lt;br /&gt;Got a bit hungry so i went to get more food... but...&lt;br /&gt;All her friends ate them all ! PIGS !! waited for a while....&lt;br /&gt;Drank coke... very slowly. watched them drink Midori.. beer.&lt;br /&gt;It didn't look like beer... but looked like this lime juice.&lt;br /&gt;started fiddling around with it. but i didn't drink it, of course.&lt;br /&gt;Some of her friends laughed at me coz i kept looking at it like an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;And also.. one of her friend said i look cute...... =.="&lt;br /&gt;Well, my hair was kinda... abnormally wavy....&lt;br /&gt;but i can't believe she said that. felt a bit embarrassed but i covered up.&lt;br /&gt;Ate a bit more food. then i didn't eat after the second plate.&lt;br /&gt;finished my coke. asked D if i could drink another one (kinda addicted)&lt;br /&gt;She said ok... this is my first time in a LONG time since i drink coke twice.&lt;br /&gt;Like, 2 cans of coke. i'm actually forbidden to drink Coke so yeahh...&lt;br /&gt;Around 8-8:30ish, D's friend &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Mu-Chen)&lt;/span&gt; and B's boyfriend&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; (Mu Hua)&lt;/span&gt; came.&lt;br /&gt;Weird names huh? omg. so tall man. he is like 1.78cm-ish. woah.&lt;br /&gt;I'm only 1.68cm-ish. but he definitely didn't look that tall.&lt;br /&gt;Me + Him mainly hang out with each other.. since our age is like quite close.&lt;br /&gt;And he doesn't know anyone else there.... he kept playing with Lady &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(dog).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he is sooo.... black. LOL. not to be racist but... very tanned. African. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Kept fooling around, then it was time to open the presents.&lt;br /&gt;D got soooo many presents ! Lucky ! i snatched one. so its mine now.&lt;br /&gt;MWUHAHAHAHA !! Baby Mickey Mouse toy ! SOOO CUTEEE !!!&lt;br /&gt;Some of them chipped in for a present. D is luckyyyy ~&lt;br /&gt;Took some photos and videos. can't upload them for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;Went inside the house. time to sing 'Happy Birthday'&lt;br /&gt;Quite loud, really. i just recorded videos and took some photos.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't eat the cake. i was really full so yeahh... no cake for me.&lt;br /&gt;While i was recording, stupid Mu Hua snap some photos of me.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know myself !! until he showed me on his camera. DAM HIM !!!&lt;br /&gt;Fooled around for a while. mainly dress up.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, i dressed up as Mickey Mouse. just for fun.&lt;br /&gt;He tried snapping some photos of me but i just ran away.&lt;br /&gt;some other peeps asked if they could try the Mickey Mouse gloves.&lt;br /&gt;Gave it to them. i wore the Kung-Fu Panda set that D got.&lt;br /&gt;Shes gonna wear it tonight to her friend's party.&lt;br /&gt;i looked funny wearing the Panda's hat. LOL. Mu Hua kept calling me to look.&lt;br /&gt;The hat was like.. bigger than my head so i used it as my shield.&lt;br /&gt;used it to cover my face. B came home. Mu Hua was like... happy. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of greeting Mu Hua, B went to take a shower. rejected ~&lt;br /&gt;C kept pulling my hair. dam him. he pulled my hair lacky out.&lt;br /&gt;i ended up leaving my hair down. then my cousin said i looked pretty.&lt;br /&gt;BWAHAHAHAHA !!! no way. shes bluffing... i hope.&lt;br /&gt;B finished her shower. wacked Mu Hua on the shoulder. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;he ended up following her.. i followed them too &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(nothing else to do).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They went outside, on the balcony. i locked them outside, alone.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA !! B then realized they were locked outside. HAHA !!&lt;br /&gt;Ate a bit of ice-cream, then went back to unlock them.&lt;br /&gt;Then Mu Hua's sis &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Mu Chen)&lt;/span&gt; said its time to go home.&lt;br /&gt;Me, D, Mu Chen and her boyfriend were standing outside staring at them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mu Chen: Mu Hua, time to go home. Give B a kiss kiss and hug hug.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: Thats right... we're all watching.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------&gt; SILENCE &lt;-----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mu Chen: lets give them their privacy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we all went back in except B &amp;amp; Mu Hua.&lt;br /&gt;And also, i locked them outside. they didn't realized. HEHEHEHE ~&lt;br /&gt;Then like 2 min later, Mu Chen was like, "Are you done yet?"&lt;br /&gt;I cracked up laughing. they tried opening the door.&lt;br /&gt;Mu Chen unlocked it. then B slapped Mu Hua for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;While she slapped him, i locked them outside again.&lt;br /&gt;Then Mu Chen unlocked the door and they went home.&lt;br /&gt;Then B said to me, "You really do look pretty." to me.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, i gave her a slap on the face. WAKE UP !!!&lt;br /&gt;Mum + Dad went outside to BBQ some food. i went outside too.&lt;br /&gt;I got really hungry so i ate a bit more. then a guest appeared.&lt;br /&gt;he use to work at our restaurant. Jason. freak.&lt;br /&gt;He got us souvenirs from Thailand or Taiwan... dunno.&lt;br /&gt;Ate some food with us. then i went back inside.&lt;br /&gt;Most of D's friend already went home, except a few.&lt;br /&gt;They played this card game. it was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;1. there are words on the card&lt;br /&gt;2. you get 5 cards&lt;br /&gt;3. you have to make a sentence using the 5 words in your hand&lt;br /&gt;4. it has to make sense as well&lt;br /&gt;5. there will be numbers at the bottom of the card&lt;br /&gt;6. those are how many points you will score&lt;br /&gt;It was soooo funny.&lt;br /&gt;One of D's friend &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Amrick)&lt;/span&gt; got a good hand in the first round&lt;br /&gt;This was his sentence:&lt;br /&gt;"Missing Blonde Girl Strikes Again"&lt;br /&gt;LOLLL !! Everyone couldn't stop laughing. i was watching.&lt;br /&gt;After the first round, another guest popped up. Chinny &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(D's friend)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was shocked.. he was wearing the same top as me.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone started laughing. they told me to take a photo with him =.="&lt;br /&gt;They told me to stand up but i just sat down.&lt;br /&gt;Chinny squat down to take a photo with me. argh. i shouldn't of worn it.&lt;br /&gt;He watched the game as well. then M got a funny hand !&lt;br /&gt;SOOOOO FUNNY !! More funny than Amrick's one.&lt;br /&gt;"Crazy Wife Attacks 340 LB. terror" &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(LB = pounds)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLL !! everyone was laughing. even i laughed... a lot.&lt;br /&gt;after about 6 or 7 rounds, they all went home.&lt;br /&gt;The whole party ended around 12.30 at night. wow.&lt;br /&gt;i gradually got tired... watched Kung-Fu Panda a bit then went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;And the night went passed. so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAHH !!! before the party begun, D snapped a funny photo of me.&lt;br /&gt;I'll upload it soon. IT IS FUNNY !!!&lt;br /&gt;We went to Sizzler's to eat lunch. YUMMY!!! but i was really full.&lt;br /&gt;Some food from Salad bar, then main course &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Fish &amp;amp; Chips)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then some dessert... choc mousse and some soft serve.&lt;br /&gt;YUMMY ! i was really full after that. couldn't eat anymore.&lt;br /&gt;That was a special lunch just for D.&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DONNA ! I LOVE YOU !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun, enjoy and take care !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-415647373637255337?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/415647373637255337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=415647373637255337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/415647373637255337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/415647373637255337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2009/01/party.html' title='Party..'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-4255108008355457746</id><published>2009-01-08T16:03:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T16:36:09.937+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Grown up...</title><content type='html'>Nothing much to do today... still very hot...&lt;br /&gt;Donna went to buy beer with her friends...&lt;br /&gt;Its for her party which is tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;And also, she went to the Costume hire place.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA !!! I can't believe she actually listened to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Before she went to hire a costume)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick: So Donna, what are you gonna dress up as?&lt;br /&gt;Donna: I have no idea.. i was thinking of Mickey Mouse since we have&lt;br /&gt;the Mickey Mouse Wizard hat and the gloves.&lt;br /&gt;Me: I know ! *pokes Donna* why don't you go as a Panda? The one&lt;br /&gt;from Kung-fu Panda ! PERFECT SIZE !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Everyone laughed. her friends laughed a lot.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donna: NO WAY !!!&lt;br /&gt;And guess what? SHE ACTUALLY GOT A PANDA COSTUME !!&lt;br /&gt;BWAHAHAHAHA !!! So hilarious. i like the ninja hat.. but its too big for me.&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to see Donna dress up on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Went to buy sausages, chicken, pork etc. to grill.&lt;br /&gt;Went to BIGW with my Dad to buy stuff...&lt;br /&gt;Got home. then Dad told me to come with him AGAIN !&lt;br /&gt;To the same place, BIGW. One thing changed, Bonnie tagged along.&lt;br /&gt;Had to buy gloves for something... on our way,&lt;br /&gt;Guess who we saw? I bet no one knows them so its really no point saying it.&lt;br /&gt;I saw the twins who use to live across my house.&lt;br /&gt;Twin asian boys... and their Mum. My parents know them so yeahh....&lt;br /&gt;The twins &amp;amp; i were in the same Kindy class.. but they moved to a different place.&lt;br /&gt;I must admit one thing, THEY ARE PRETTY TALL !!&lt;br /&gt;Even taller than me... omg. I'm about... 168cm.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, they must be like... 172cm.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if they're going to Willo... dunno.&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, it freaked me out. i had to look up to see them... *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;Note: i feel short now. really short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dammit. need to work tomorrow... DAM !!&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna miss out Donna's b-day party. NOOOOOOO !!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'll just come home early.... hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;I'll kill my parents if i can't go home early !!! RAWRRRRRRR !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realized... i have the same subjects as E except 1.&lt;br /&gt;I'm taking the subjects:&lt;br /&gt;1. Food Awareness &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(cooking)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Clothing Awareness &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(making clothes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Design and Technology &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(DnT- make stuff.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Metalwork &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(make stuff using metal)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Art &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(you should know.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Craft &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(......)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E is taking Touchtyping instead of Metalwork.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA !!! Shes gonna get bored in Touchtyping.&lt;br /&gt;Hearing from Bonnie, its REALLY boring in Touchtyping.&lt;br /&gt;Bonnie even fell asleep during it. i don't know whats to point of it.&lt;br /&gt;I can already touchtype without taking lessons.. its really pointless.&lt;br /&gt;We might be in the same class. you never know !&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, i want to do a survey thingy.&lt;br /&gt;Based on subjects, which one would you pick 1st?&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; Food Awareness&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; (cooking)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; Clothing Awareness &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(making clothes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; Drama &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(acting)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; Woodwork &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(making stuff with Wood)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; Metalwork &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(making stuff with Metal)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; Art &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(drawing, painting etc.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; Craft &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(don't know how to describe.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; Touchtyping &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(learning how to type without looking.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; Design and Technology &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(making rings, earrings etc.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-4255108008355457746?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4255108008355457746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=4255108008355457746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/4255108008355457746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/4255108008355457746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2009/01/grown-up.html' title='Grown up...'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-4865023266634365961</id><published>2009-01-07T19:01:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T19:18:19.047+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Met up...</title><content type='html'>Met up with N. had fun i guess....&lt;br /&gt;Went on comp at first, drank some water etc.&lt;br /&gt;Not much to do at my house.. really.&lt;br /&gt;I think i bore N out of her life.&lt;br /&gt;Went out to Bullcreek to eat lunch.&lt;br /&gt;She said it was yummy, bringing her family there next time.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. i do love their food, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Went to many shops. mainly electronic.&lt;br /&gt;Kept playing around with the machines. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Went to JB Hifi &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(is that how you spell it?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We looked at the anime section for a while,&lt;br /&gt;then went to games section. played Guitar Hero for a while.&lt;br /&gt;I played first, i think the mode was easy but nvm.&lt;br /&gt;N played next, for only like a 1/4 of the song.&lt;br /&gt;The game probably says "You Fail!" by now. HAHAHAHA !!&lt;br /&gt;If they had the drum assembled there, i think it would be more fun.&lt;br /&gt;I am definitely getting Guitar Hero when i get the Wii.&lt;br /&gt;Went home, cool down. went to my room for a while.&lt;br /&gt;Talk talk talk, mainly about secrets and stuff....&lt;br /&gt;Then went out the HiMart to buy ice-cream. Yummy !&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, N got the wrong ice-cream ! LOL !&lt;br /&gt;Ended up chucking it away. Remember, don't get that one again !&lt;br /&gt;Then played ps2 for a while before she left. the game screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;We played Burnout. Heeps fun, especially crashing ! HOHO ~&lt;br /&gt;N kept crashing, i guess it is hard avoiding the cars.&lt;br /&gt;It screwed up halfway through so we stopped playing. lol.&lt;br /&gt;Lent some DVD's to N. Mulan II and Hoodwinked.&lt;br /&gt;Watched TV for a while then N went home. Hope i didn't bore you ! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donna's 21st b-day party is in 2 days. chipped in for a present.&lt;br /&gt;Bonnie &amp;amp; I are gonna share a present. she paid for it....&lt;br /&gt;Need to sign the card, and... thats about it, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;We got her a perfume thingy... and... a pen holder.&lt;br /&gt;The pen holder is pretty cool ! Its like a person carrying it.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, its cool. i should get one myself, next time.&lt;br /&gt;Asked N if she wanted to come over to the party,&lt;br /&gt;since she needs to return the DVD's i lent her.... ASAP.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna ask Mum if she is allowed, if not, next time.&lt;br /&gt;Too bad H isn't in Aus right now... if she was,&lt;br /&gt;i would ask her to come to the party as well.. if shes allowed.&lt;br /&gt;My holidays are boring. nothing to do. can't wait till the party.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be watching them get drunk. HAHA !! counting how many gets drunk.&lt;br /&gt;6 drunk, 15 to go ! LOL ! Nah, i'm not that mean...... am i?&lt;br /&gt;One goal for me at the party: Get Donna drunk.&lt;br /&gt;But thats like, impossible since Donna refuses to drink a lot.&lt;br /&gt;I'll try, let you know the results ! I'll post some photos as well.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder what it'll be like... hope it'll be fun !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the holidays ! Have fun and take care !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-4865023266634365961?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4865023266634365961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=4865023266634365961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/4865023266634365961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/4865023266634365961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2009/01/met-up.html' title='Met up...'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-3001689413334524134</id><published>2009-01-06T18:09:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T18:37:33.421+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy. ^^</title><content type='html'>Ate italian food last night for dinner. yummy ~&lt;br /&gt;I think i ate too much... meh. i enjoyed it at least !&lt;br /&gt;Especially the Lasagne... the best in the world.&lt;br /&gt;After finishing dinner, went to Time Zone for a while.&lt;br /&gt;Heeps of fun. oh btw, this is at Fremantle so yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;Watched Bonnie + Donna race in cars, Donna owned.&lt;br /&gt;Me + Dad went to play the Mario racing car game.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA !!! I owned my dad.&lt;br /&gt;Guess which character i used? Yep !~&lt;br /&gt;I used Toad in the first round. Bowser in the second and third.&lt;br /&gt;Wario in the last round. SO FUNNY !!&lt;br /&gt;Before we start racing, we have to take a photo with the outline of our characters.&lt;br /&gt;Wario's one was funny since i had to take the photo with his huge nose.&lt;br /&gt;I remember there use to be a Time Zone in Willetton but,&lt;br /&gt;they moved to Fremantle so yeahh. I'm a Gold Member (highest)&lt;br /&gt;Its been a while since i went to Fremantle so i was happy.&lt;br /&gt;Hope we'll go again since its only once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of the start of school makes me get excited.&lt;br /&gt;A different school, with different people. Many people to meet.&lt;br /&gt;I get to meet all my sister's friends. and get bullied by them too. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Hearing from all her friends, they say highschool is more fun than primary.&lt;br /&gt;not quite sure about that... but i know the subjects are much better.&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, i'm excited since its only a few days till i celebrate Donna's b-day.&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what present to get her... any suggestions?&lt;br /&gt;btw, shes turning 21 so yeahh... toys wouldn't be a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;I think i'll get Bonnie to buy me something for Donna then i'll pay her back.&lt;br /&gt;Bonnie's boyfriend is coming to the party too.. since his sister is a friend of Donna's.&lt;br /&gt;I get to tease him and maybe threaten him... ehehehehe..&lt;br /&gt;I hope this will be a happy birthday for Donna..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone is safe, have fun and take care of yourselves !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-3001689413334524134?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3001689413334524134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=3001689413334524134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/3001689413334524134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/3001689413334524134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy.html' title='Happy. ^^'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-652890436879996850</id><published>2009-01-02T09:55:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T12:00:20.546+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Late post...</title><content type='html'>Happy Late New Year !!!&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to post last night since i was working.&lt;br /&gt;Say Good-bye to 2008 and Hello to 2009 !&lt;br /&gt;I have met many different peoples last year&lt;br /&gt;And i would like to give my credits to them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nicole&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - MY BEST FRIEND FOREVER !!! Thanks for being there whenever i am upset. You are always kind to me, supporting me and many more. Thank you sooooo much for being with me ! I am very fortunate to have you as a friend. We have been friends for about 4 years already ! Wow !! I remember the first time i met you, you looked A LOT like Grace ! I thought you would be the same as Grace but you were different. I'll be see-ing you in HK right? You'll have to give me your number again since i forgot it. Lets enjoy 2009 to the end !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hong&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - Crazy... random... stupid... retarded... dumb... FREAK !! Nahs, i'm kidding. Although i may not be a best bud to you but to me, you are my best bud. We have been together for 5 years ! Time flies by real quick right? It felt like yesterday we were playing dolls and today we're entering Highschool. The first time you came to Rostrata, you looked VERY shy. At that time, i didn't really know you. Until Year 2, we started knowing each other more and more. I thought it was a fated day for us to meet but i guess its just me. Ahem, now lets get to the point. You have always been supporting me even though you would hate me. I am very glad we met. Whenever i'm with you, i feel more relaxed. Like, all my troubles and worries would disappear once i'm with you. If you weren't there for me, i probably would've grown up to be a total different person. Thank you Hong. Now, we'll be together this year too... right? Cya at school !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nadin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - EMOOOOOOOOOOOOO SADAKOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO !!!! BWAHAHAHAHAHA !!! Ok, i'm being mean right now. My crazy, wacko, tomboy friend ! Its been 2 years already. You haven't changed a single bit.... same as me. My personality is still the same, retarded. LOL. The first time you came to my house for a sleepover, you were very energetic. Especially the part where my sister dressed you up. LOLLLL. GIRLY !!! NADIN + GIRLY = BEAUTIFUL !! I still have that photo in my phone... ehehehe. If you weren't tomboy-ish, you would've been one butt ugly girl ! BWAHAHAHAHAHA !! kidding. One beautiful girl, really. Anyway, Thanks for all your never-ending happiness that you have brought upon me. Thanks for one happy 2008 ! And Thanks for being there to spend it with me ! Lets enjoy 2009 together ! Cya at Highschool !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Tiffany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - VAMPIRE ! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH !!!! Kidding. We've only met last year, but we're already this close ! I thought you were japanese when i first saw you, seriously. You looked VERY pale.. like those japanese ladies. When Hong told me you were from Brunei, my thought went KABOOM !! But i guess it was alright, we still got along well. Enjoy your last year in Rostrata ok? Buy EVERYTHING that is only available to Year 7's. I'll be see-ing you next year !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Zoe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - The best part of 2008, meeting ZOE DUNN !! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA !!! The girl who got called a 'guy' !! HAHAHAHAHA !!!! so hilarious. Ok *cough cough*, my funny, dumb, stupid friend ! Although i met you last year, it has been a terrific year ! Remember on the last day of school? The Christmas Tree packing up in the Staff room? BWAHAHAHAHA !!! so funny. You looked like you were hugging the tree instead of stuffing the tree in the box. I should've took my phone with me, to take a photo. HAHAHAHA !! Our little secret alright? Enjoy Year 7 in...... whoever's class you are in ! I'll give you a call when i'm coming to Rostrata ok? Just to come visit you. And Tiffany. And Mary. And Astrid. And Natasha. And..... who else? Nvm. just you girls. NO PEN FOR YOU !! kidding. Cya later in the year, ZOE DUNN !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caroline&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - POKE-HOLIC !! LOL !! We met about 4 years ago, right? I remember it was Me, You, Esther and Dharshika playing together. We tried to do Gymnastics. Funny. 2008 was a very troublesome year. I'm glad we met again. Cya at Highschool !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sharon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - The quiet one. Yes, i remember. I forgot when we met... but i'm pretty sure quite a long time ago. You were always very quiet, and shy... didn't talk much etc. Thanks for being with me in 2008. Cya in Highschool !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paimun&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(HAHAHAHA !! YOU GOT PINK !)&lt;/span&gt; retard. luckily he isn't going to read this.... hopefully. 5 years already... since you came to Rostrata. I remember in Year 2 when we had to sit in Girl, Boy, Girl, Boy etc. You were between me and Esther. funny. our Mum's were talking a lot... i remember that. Surprisingly, your Mum still remembers me. I'll give you the pen i promised you and Zoe. Cya at Willo !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rey&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - dummy. my personal clown. 2008 has been a rollercoaster to you. You were very cheerful at the beginning, then gradually became a different person. But i guess your way of thinking is still the same... i guess. Thanks for listening to my problems when i have no one to share with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Angelina&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - OMG !! I AM SOOOOOOO SORRY I FORGOT TO WRITE ABOUT YOU !!!.... midget. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA !!! and stop calling me tall-y, or else you have to call Honkster tall-y too ! I'm not considered tall... but i am for a girl. Keep growing Angel ! Girls stop growing at the age of 16 ! YOU CAN DO IT !! On your birthday this year, i'll give you Growth Pills ! HAHA ! Nah, kidding. 3 years already, right? We were on bad terms 3 years ago... now were on good terms. You better come visit us in Willo, LOL !! If not, a REUNION for us 5 ! Ok? Enjoy 2009 !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meredith&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - YAYY !! I'M SEE-ING YOU AT WILLO SOON !!! YAYYY !! Although it was hard making you laugh, i managed to. To see you at Orientation really surprised me, since we saw each other in a very weird place. WILLO IS SOOOO BIG !! If i get lost, i'll go to you first. If not, my sister. Ahem, to the main point. We met 3 years ago right? The same time as Angelina. We we on bad terms too. We managed to make it up, right? We haven't had a reunion for a long time since Angel + Hong went to China. And i'm going to HK soon. Anyways, Cya at Willo !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anantha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - Nerd. Super Nerd. Freaky Nerd. Nerdiest Nerd i've ever met. LOL ! 2 years already. Not too long i guess. I met you at the same year as Nadin. We've been in the same class since you come to Rostrata. That is soooo freaky. Class Nerd of 2008, C1: Anantha Venugopal ! HAHA ! From now on, i will call you Nerd. Cya at Highschool !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wendy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - MY LOVE &lt;33333333 When i heard you were from HK, i was surprised. GOOOOOOO HONG-KONG-NESE !! Dam, i'm weird. Enjoy 2009 !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Joeann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - AIAI !! We haven't talked to each other since AuditionSEA Season 2 came out. T.T. sobbing. Hope we will talk to each other soon !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(HAHAHA !! YOU GOT PURPLE !)&lt;/span&gt; JOEL PRO !! Dam, what happened to you dude? Die off somewhere again? You must come out and talk to Yuki pro again lor, ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ram&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(HAHAHA !! YOU GOT PINK !)&lt;/span&gt; ..... feels awkward. Still friends, right? Not to insult your name but.... you know the word "Ram" means... a Male Sheep right? LOL. Luckily its a 'Male' Sheep... not a Female ! Still playing Audition? Or quit? Anyways, talk to you later in the year !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Brenda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - BRENDA-CHAN &lt;33333 color="#ff9900"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - Define dude. I was surprised that your name was Guice. I guess everyone has different names. Enjoy 2009 !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Xinni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - CHOCOLATE &lt;33333333 color="#66ff99"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hansel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - HAMSTER !! HAM !! Ok, i'll shoosh now. you are always so sweet but marrying me? a bit too far. LOL. I'm only 12 man ! And besides, there like over 100 million other girls you could marry. And 100 million other girls that are more pretty than me. Enjoy 2009 dude !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Jasmine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Met this year right? Have no idea. Enjoy being at Rossmoyne with Leon !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Megan&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- Going to Willo? Cya at Highschool !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, Thanks to &lt;em&gt;ALL&lt;/em&gt; my relatives, family friends and anyone else who are related to us. And of course, Many Thanks to my Family, which consists of 5 people + Grandma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Mum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Thanks for all your endless supporting, helping, cooking etc. i love you &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - Thanks for your stupidity. LOL. Joking. Best Dad ever, i love you &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Donna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;- Bao-chan. use a bit more soap. i love you &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Bonnie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - BOO-NIE-CHAN ! bongnay, stupid. retard. funniest sis on Earth. i hate you &lt;333 And also, HAHAHA ! YOU GOT PINK !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Grandma&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - Bad terms, but sometimes good. i still love you &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - no need to type up. LOLL !! i love myself? ewwww. kidding. i believe in myself ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also, sorry to all those i didn't write about. Wait for next year, another list will be up !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Finale ! Thanks to &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; i know who lives on Earth. LOL. 2009 will be another great year with many challenges ahead ! Have fun, enjoy and take care of your selves !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-652890436879996850?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/652890436879996850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=652890436879996850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/652890436879996850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/652890436879996850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2009/01/late-post.html' title='Late post...'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-413570559697473717</id><published>2008-12-31T21:31:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T22:10:19.656+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't know why...</title><content type='html'>Many things are on my mind right now... can't get it out of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;The past and future is worrying me right now...&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared of losing all my friends i met in Primary school...&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared that they will change into a total stranger that no longer knows me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared that my all my closest friends will walk away from me...&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared of everyone being apart in Highschool...&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared of losing her to someone else....&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared that i will see him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things i'm scared of. I don't know why, i can't find an answer to them.&lt;br /&gt;I think of many solutions but they don't seem to answer them.&lt;br /&gt;She asked me many questions like,&lt;br /&gt;"Will you change in Highschool?"&lt;br /&gt;"Are you going to change your personality?"&lt;br /&gt;"Who are you gonna hang out with?"&lt;br /&gt;These type of questions troubled me in finding an answer...&lt;br /&gt;In the end, i couldn't answer any of the questions she asked me.&lt;br /&gt;Then, she said the sentence that i feared...&lt;br /&gt;"I might not hang out with you in Highschool."&lt;br /&gt;Whenever i thought of that sentence, i couldn't stop the tears coming out...&lt;br /&gt;It felt like, i lost something important. very important.&lt;br /&gt;She knows i would be lost without her, yet she says that.&lt;br /&gt;i'm troubled now. how did this happen? why did it happen this way?&lt;br /&gt;Please.. let me find the answers to them soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to the happy news ! I'll be in HK in 19 days !&lt;br /&gt;HURRAY !!! although i will only be there for 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;As i told you, its a complete makeover for me !&lt;br /&gt;New hairstyle ! New glasses ! New shoes ! New clothes !&lt;br /&gt;Hoping to get more Converse shoes now.&lt;br /&gt;But i doubt HK sizes will fit me... since my foot is huge.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, i'll just look in the "Mens" shoe section.&lt;br /&gt;Should i get a new bag or keep my bag? i have no idea...&lt;br /&gt;I want a better bag... but i also want my old bag... i am so screwed.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, i'll decide that when i get back to HK.&lt;br /&gt;I have a list of people in line for my HK presents to them !&lt;br /&gt;Lemme count them...&lt;br /&gt;1. Zoe &lt;--- ZOEEEEEEEE &lt;3333 &lt;br /&gt;2. Paimun &lt;--- total retard&lt;br /&gt;3. Nadin &lt;--- freak. KIDDING !&lt;br /&gt;4. Caroline &lt;--- Pokemon stuff for you?&lt;br /&gt;5. Sharon &lt;--- uh... stationery, right.&lt;br /&gt;6. Tiffany &lt;--- tan oil? Nah, she'll kill me.&lt;br /&gt;7. Meredith &lt;--- hmm... something cute?&lt;br /&gt;8. Esther &lt;--- no comment.&lt;br /&gt;Zoe and Paimun were in a war for my special pen...&lt;br /&gt;so i created a little (big) game that stopped their violence.&lt;br /&gt;This game was a game for the pen, obviously.&lt;br /&gt;i made some rules up on the spot. rules are:&lt;br /&gt;1. You're not allowed to scratch, fight, punch, make each other bleed.&lt;br /&gt;2. Each person starts off with 0 points.&lt;br /&gt;3. If you do something bad to the other person, i will add a point.&lt;br /&gt;4. btw, if i add a point, its a bad sign. whoever is closest to 10 loses the pen.&lt;br /&gt;5. If scratched, i will confirm to see whether its worth +1 point or not.&lt;br /&gt;6. If i was out of the room and you were killing each other, it doesn't count.&lt;br /&gt;7. Lie to me and both of you will be on 8 points.&lt;br /&gt;Some pretty harsh rules don't you think? Hohoho ~&lt;br /&gt;They had fun ! Same as me... watching them kill themselves.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, they had a tie since they got the same score.&lt;br /&gt;That means... i have to buy 3 !! (buying one for myself too.)&lt;br /&gt;Meh. Zoe will have to wait... ehehehe.... but for Paimun...&lt;br /&gt;DAM HIM !! I'll be seeing him on my first day of Highschool.&lt;br /&gt;I just hope he won't be in my Peer Group.. or classes...&lt;br /&gt;if he is, i am so screwed. He would be copying my work 24-5.&lt;br /&gt;Homework in Highschool... Great. hope its something i already learnt.&lt;br /&gt;I hope "he" won't be in my class either. it would be troublesome.&lt;br /&gt;Some peoples should know who i'm talking about... hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My long post shall end here.&lt;br /&gt;Have a Happy New Year everyone !&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, before i end it.. i got something for you !&lt;br /&gt;*PINCH* and a *PUNCH* for the First day of 2009 !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-413570559697473717?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/413570559697473717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=413570559697473717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/413570559697473717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/413570559697473717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2008/12/dont-know-why.html' title='Don&apos;t know why...'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-2267476285572388047</id><published>2008-12-27T19:15:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T19:39:28.353+09:00</updated><title type='text'>What happened...</title><content type='html'>Haven't posted in a while..... *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;Many things i wanted to talk about... starting from Graduation.&lt;br /&gt;Went on smoothly. but i didn't cry during ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;Got an award.... forgot what award....&lt;br /&gt;Took photos... la di da..&lt;br /&gt;Graduation Party on the same day as Graduation.&lt;br /&gt;Had heeps of fun. in the dark. =.="&lt;br /&gt;All the girls dressed up nicely... guys... no comment.&lt;br /&gt;i wore a skirt... a bit too short i think but nvm.&lt;br /&gt;Got there 15min earlier since we didn't know where it was.&lt;br /&gt;So windy... someone nearly saw my undies.&lt;br /&gt;Ate dinner first... then some dessert... then disco time.&lt;br /&gt;During disco time, I played Chasey with a bunch of friends.&lt;br /&gt;Got forced to join a long line of people dancing.... &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Party ended now. time to go home.&lt;br /&gt;Went out the door... saw FB dude.... rawr.&lt;br /&gt;He looked like he was drunk.. but hearing from my friends,&lt;br /&gt;they said he was crying... i wonder why? nvm. i'll see him when school starts.&lt;br /&gt;Last day of school. i cried at home about it... no one knows.. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Did some jobs for Mr Hill.. Me &amp;amp; Zoe did a job for Miss Barnes...&lt;br /&gt;Packing up the Christmas Tree in the Staff room... hilarious !&lt;br /&gt;Took off decorations first. then took down tree.&lt;br /&gt;We couldn't get the tree to fit in the box, we were laughing a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Zoe kept sitting on the tree to flatten it.. funny.&lt;br /&gt;i held the box, she stuffed the tree in.. but... the tree was huge.&lt;br /&gt;So it looked like Zoe was hugging the tree instead of stuff it. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I cracked up laughing. she told me to shutup. T.T&lt;br /&gt;Telling a Year 7 to shutup on the last day... how nice.&lt;br /&gt;15min before school ended, C1, C4 and C5 had a water fight. I was in C1&lt;br /&gt;funny. i wanted a bucket but there were no more.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get wet that much... well.. maybe a lot...&lt;br /&gt;Zoe was soaked. HAHAHAHAHAHA !!!!&lt;br /&gt;Last day of Primary school for me ended. many people were crying.&lt;br /&gt;Zoe ran up to me to give me a 'Good-bye hug.' awwww.&lt;br /&gt;but then i said, "I'll cya next year... rmbr? You're pen i promised you?"&lt;br /&gt;Zoe said, "Oh yeah. YOU BETTER BUY ME ONE !!"&lt;br /&gt;I felt threatened... but nvm. a promise is a promise right?&lt;br /&gt;Got home, got changed, ate Wedges. held back from crying.&lt;br /&gt;I cried when my family went to work and i was home alone.&lt;br /&gt;No more Rostrata... no more Primary School anymore.... T.T&lt;br /&gt;Byebye Rostrata... thanks for all those memories i gained.&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Party on Christmas Day !&lt;br /&gt;Went to Cousin Yen's house for the whole night. Played Guitar Hero.&lt;br /&gt;HELL FUN ! OMGOMGOMG !! I am sooooooo getting it.&lt;br /&gt;I suck at the Guitar though.... but im good at the drums..&lt;br /&gt;My aunt said that i'm really good at the drum.... following the beat.&lt;br /&gt;but i doubt that. she thought i played the drums at school. =.="&lt;br /&gt;Ate some food. it was alright... didn't eat much.&lt;br /&gt;On a big table, it was filled with LOTS of presents !&lt;br /&gt;WOW ! I haven't seen that much presents in my life !&lt;br /&gt;Watched Cousin Yen's friends play piggy... and watched Donna too.&lt;br /&gt;SOOOO FUNNY !! One of her friend called Gary was on level 1 in piggy.&lt;br /&gt;(Hint: In Piggy, if you're a different level to people, you can't talk to them or else&lt;br /&gt;you go up a level. If they are the same level as you, you can talk to them)&lt;br /&gt;Then her other friend, Paul, asked Gary a question... i don't know what it was.&lt;br /&gt;And Gary actually replied !! Probably coz he forgot they were still in a game.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone cracked up laughing ! I couldn't stop laughing myself !&lt;br /&gt;Then Gary started swearing to Paul in Cantonese.... soooo funny.&lt;br /&gt;Gary went from Level 1 to Level 6 !&lt;br /&gt;Level 7 is the Game Over level... meaning Piggy level !&lt;br /&gt;Present time ! Sort of like Secret Santa. Everyone had to get a number in a bowl.&lt;br /&gt;(Hint: In this Secret Santa, you can snatch other people's presents that they opened.)&lt;br /&gt;I got Number 3.... unlucky. When i opened the present i chose, WOW !&lt;br /&gt;M&amp;amp;M Truck !! EVERYONE WANTED IT !!&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Cousin Yen stole it off me..... ARGHHHHH !!!!&lt;br /&gt;In the end, i got this Calligraphy Pen Set.&lt;br /&gt;Its alright i guess. M&amp;amp;M truck would've been better.&lt;br /&gt;My 2008 Christmas ended like that... bye-bye !&lt;br /&gt;I shall end my long post here. Merry late Christmas !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-2267476285572388047?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2267476285572388047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=2267476285572388047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/2267476285572388047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/2267476285572388047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-happened.html' title='What happened...'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-501390832735265454</id><published>2008-12-13T19:16:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T19:24:54.326+09:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY ! Finally.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Yay ! I finally bought my Graduation Party shoes !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;It is white.......... like my dress. *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I hope it matches my dress. seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Or else, im gonna CRY!! Nah, i won't cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Some of my friends are still looking for a dress !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Luckily, i already got mine from my sister !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Good luck for those finding a dress ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;We have a karaoke machine in our house now !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;YIPPEEEE ~ Now i can sing some other music !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;My uncle is.... fixing it? I can't find the right word for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I just hope it works. or else, I'LL KILL CHINA FOR CRAPPY STUFF !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;RAWRRRR !! Anyways, i need to cook dinner for myself now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;My mum couldn't be bothered cooking it for me. sheesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-501390832735265454?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/501390832735265454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=501390832735265454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/501390832735265454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/501390832735265454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2008/12/yay-finally.html' title='YAY ! Finally.'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-4611031774829825986</id><published>2008-12-10T21:55:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:15:08.755+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Time flies by quickly...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Time moves quickly.... too fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Luckily, i don't have anymore Sunday Tuition now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;YIPPEEEEE ! freeeee ~ .... until next year =.="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I've been doing a lot of shopping lately&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;mainly for my Graduation Party clothes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Found the clothes a long time ago... i am only missing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;my pair of shoes ! sheesh.. stupid mum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Normally, i wouldn't care what to wear to an outing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;and i'm never interested in shopping for clothes, really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;My mum insists on buying it for me... to cheapest ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;When my dad heard i'm buying clothes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;his eyes grew bigger. omgosh. is it because i never say it often?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me: Mum, i need to buy clothes for Graduation Party.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mum: Huh? Oh. buy cheap ones.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dad: OF COURSE !! anything you like i will buy it for you &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me: ... uhh... even if its over $100?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dad: of course ! you never ask to buy clothes so i will buy anything for you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me: OK ! TO THE GAMES STORE !!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dad: .... i didn't mean that.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bonnie: HAHAHA !! Leonie? Dress? Don't make me laugh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me: i just did. retard.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bonnie: YOUR THE RETARD YOU RETARD !!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me: No you are !! Mentally retarded freak !!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;And the story goes on with Bonnie &amp;amp; I calling each other retards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;My normal life... being called retard by my sisters is normal to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I've been called that since i was 9. seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Ouch ! Bonnie just wacked me on the head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;she read what i typed down. omgosh. my lump is getting bigger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Nevermind. doesn't hurt... much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;95% of girls in my year are gonna wear a dress to Graduation Party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I wonder if my manly (but yet a girl) friend, Nadin, is wearing a dress?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA !! Omg, i have to snap a photo of it !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Once in a lifetime experience !! BWAHAHAHAHAHAA !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Bet she might not... *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Theres only 1 person i wouldn't want him to see me in a dress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;but thats another story.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Countdown officially BEGINS !!! 7 days to go....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-4611031774829825986?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4611031774829825986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=4611031774829825986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/4611031774829825986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/4611031774829825986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2008/12/time-flies-by-quickly.html' title='Time flies by quickly...'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-7347297285184676155</id><published>2008-12-05T16:01:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T17:40:55.331+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouch !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6633ff;"&gt;An okay day to OUCH! day. sprained my THUMB!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Argh, its my left hand too. now i can't write properly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6633ff;"&gt;or hold chopsticks properly. DAMMIT!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6633ff;"&gt;It hurts so much that if i move it a lot, tears come out of my eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Oh yeah, a smiling moon happened on Monday, 1st Dec!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Took a photo... but... cannot see it properly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6633ff;"&gt;It was on the news! My friend says it only comes once every decade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Wow, must be lucky to see it! it looks pretty-ful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6633ff;"&gt;*Sigh* Love problems, eh? im sure i have some of that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-7347297285184676155?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7347297285184676155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=7347297285184676155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/7347297285184676155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/7347297285184676155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2008/12/ouch.html' title='Ouch !'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-3778777692206370116</id><published>2008-12-02T18:14:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T18:50:00.096+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Furious.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So bloody furious. i feel like i would want to kill her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Lately at school, many things have been disappearing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But, mostly all my things are gone example. stationery, notes etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Why did these missing things happen &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;THIS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; term ?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THIS IS THE LAST BLOODY TERM OF MINE !!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And, this started at the exact same time as when l'Easha come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;THAT BITCH !! ... pretending she doesn't know about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Lets count how many things are missing from me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;1. a few textas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2. MY PACER LEAD !! I NEED IT BLOODY HELL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;3. My sticker name label thing. had it since term 1, term 4 now its missing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;4. a fineliner but Hong found it under our bag benches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;5. My red pen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hmmm.... 5 things, not bad. OF COURSE ITS BAD !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;F***ing hell, that bitch is trying to frame me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ah, did i mention, there was graffiti in the GIRLS toilet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Why did it happen THIS term? WHY ?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;If someone would've wanted to graffiti our school,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;they would've done that at the start of school this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but why is it the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;LAST&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; term that it happened?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And also, l'Easha came to our school THIS term. the last term.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Isn't that related somehow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Stealing other peoples stationery, graffiti in the girls toilet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;All of these happened this last term. when she came.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;No one likes her at our school. she knows it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;In my point of view, she hates me the most. she sat next to me before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Oh yeah, i mentioned that my sticker name labels were missing right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Guess where some of the stickers were found? Yep, thats right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;GIRLS TOILET. Guess WHO found it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;One of our school teachers, Mrs O'brian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Who does she suspect? l'Easha. You know why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;At that time, Mrs O'brian walked in the Girls toilet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And, l'Easha came OUT of the toilets. Hmmmmmmmmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Then, Mrs O'brian saw something behind a door. she went to checked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;AND, found MY sticker name labels on the back of the door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Coincidence? I think not. i think shes trying to frame me for the graffiti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So I can get in trouble. Unfortunately, shes is wrong. in many ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I won't say anymore. see how it goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My homeroom teacher, Mr Hill, knows about this problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;When our whole class found out my stickers were found in the girls toilet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;their face shows they were surprised. but no one accused me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;because they know i wouldn't be that low to stick it in the toilets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I looked at l'Easha's face, it didn't look like she was surprised to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Her face was exactly the same, the 'i don't give a damn' face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;AND THAT MONKEY FACE. her mouth sticks out. so ugly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Before Mr Hill asked everyone in our class about it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;he talked with Monkey-face &amp;amp; I about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Monkey-face sure looked quite worried and nervous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;After we finished talking, went back to class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;All my classmates, except Monkey-face, asked me about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;What happened? Did you get into trouble? Did you solve it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;No, i didn't get into trouble. No, we didn't solve it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;What happened? nothing much.... to other people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mainly everyone in my class... said they would support me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;To be honest, i felt very happy and confident.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;To have these lucky classmates, although they act stupid all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I hope this matter would soon be solved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And, slip out of my head soon. before Graduation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;New songs updated !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-3778777692206370116?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3778777692206370116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=3778777692206370116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/3778777692206370116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/3778777692206370116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2008/12/furious.html' title='Furious.'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-3024355926185820165</id><published>2008-11-25T16:40:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T16:56:46.733+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Few days till Graduation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Time flies by quite quick...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;*Sigh* Less than a month till i graduate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Can't believe it already... my last few weeks of Rostrata.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I should go shopping... for Graduation Party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Incase my sister won't lend me her dress.... AGAIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Dress or skirt? i don't know...need everyone's opinion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;It says on the note, it needs to be "Formal Casual"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;shorts are probably un-appropriate....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Oh yeah, thongs are un-appropriate too....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Or should i just wear my sisters one.... yeah i should.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;New hairstyle next year ! YAYYYYY !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I'm thinking of cutting it medium length. not long but not short !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Thats 2 months away......*sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Some unexpected things happen at school.... oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-3024355926185820165?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3024355926185820165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=3024355926185820165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/3024355926185820165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/3024355926185820165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2008/11/few-days-till-graduation.html' title='Few days till Graduation'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-2624964817068548726</id><published>2008-11-19T16:31:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T16:59:52.535+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Ditched.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;6 days i haven't posted for. seems quite fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Many things happened. i'm feeling ditched.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Lets hear the story shall we?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today, 19th November, at school:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in the morning&lt;/em&gt; -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; went into classroom,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;get my pencil case out, folder etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;(my group of friends - Caroline, Sharon, Jasmine &amp;amp; Megan)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I see Caroline. Say 'Good Morning'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;She looked at me and completely ignored me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Walk past me, she go to Sharon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I thought, "is she deaf?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Class started. first session, music. Great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Handed in Music report. She gave me Level 4 = A+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Yay ! Finally, a A+ in Music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Went back to class. Caroline sits next to me so yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Talk a little bit. help each other in maths + spelling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Recess -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ate together in a group. share some food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;played card game 'Speed' after eating. had fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Back to class - Caroline stuck up to me. i wonder why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;she copied my maths work completely. meh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;she asked if we could trade pens for the day. she likes my stationery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;i said no. she kept begging. no. then she got a bit annoyed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;i ignored it. kept working on maths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lunch -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; had to sit infront of classroom to eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;ate with Caroline and Sharon. didn't talk much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Then when teacher says we can go, i put my rubbish in bin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;then walk over to Hong to ask her something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Then go back, C + S were whispering about something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;wouldn't let me hear. i ignored it as usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;H + Stephanie asked if we wanted to play basketball with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;We said ok but not enough people. Then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;while i was talking to H + Stephanie, C + S ran away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I didn't see. Neither did H + Stephanie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Then we walked to basketball courts, saw J + M.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I shouted their names, they turned back to see who it was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;then they turned back. started running.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;i immediately thought, "They are ditching me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;When i walked to them, they just kept running.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Then i found out, they were planning to ditch me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;i just played with H + Stephanie. bought slushies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Siren rang. back to class. i completely ignored C.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;She ignored me too. same as S. i dont care anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I wrote C a note saying:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Don't bother talking to me. You're wasting your time. you never treated me as a friend from the beginning. It would've been better if you told me to leave. you're the lowest. bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;If they wanted me to leave, why didn't they say so?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Instead of ditching me, explaining it could be better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Not playing with them ever again. never.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;After school - ate some gum. shared with a few friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;J asked for 1 gum, smiling. me look at her then walked away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;H asked C + S why they ditched me. H told me what they said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;C + S said because they wanted to. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WTF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;5 min later, sis pick me up. hurray. dont need to see them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;cooked noodles. yummy. drank hot choc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;i still have a ditched feeling in me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;can't get rid of it. *sigh* is this a punishment?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Note: didn't cry a bit about being ditched.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;well i had a bit of tears when a basketball hit my head.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it hurted a lot. Got a bruise. LOL.&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/2818218662214877585-2624964817068548726?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2624964817068548726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=2624964817068548726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/2624964817068548726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/2624964817068548726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2008/11/ditched.html' title='Ditched.'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-2665817179333729284</id><published>2008-11-13T18:58:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T19:12:11.542+09:00</updated><title type='text'>New PJ's !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Didn't post for 3 days. Seems long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Many things happen. Many things didn't happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I have a 3-day break from school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So practically, the rest of the week off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Year 7's went to camp. i stayed at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Went shopping just then. Nothing much to buy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Went to K-mart. Look-ed at PJ's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Found a few i like-d. Snoopy or Elmo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Elmo one look-ed cuter. bought it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Walk-ed to Gelare. bought ice-cream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Yummmy ! a cool ice-cream for the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Went home. took a shower. got into new PJ's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;No picture of it. can't be stuffed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Man, the shorts is really short ! short shorts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Rawr ! change to my other PJ shorts. much better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;a bit big. nvm. still very comfortable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Nothing much to say. really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-2665817179333729284?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2665817179333729284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=2665817179333729284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/2665817179333729284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/2665817179333729284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-pjs.html' title='New PJ&apos;s !'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-4832807190556767992</id><published>2008-11-10T22:14:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T22:24:34.592+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Yelled at..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Mood: Currently mad + emo-ing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Me got yelled at. by my dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;During dinner, he didn't come so i phone him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;He purposely didn't pick up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Oh btw, mi mum+dad argued. yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Phone him, no answer. Phone home phone, no answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Maybe he gone out? idk. confused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Got home around 9. Check to see if he in his room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;thought so. sitting  there on his comp doing sudoku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Me: Daddy....why didn't you answer the phone when i called you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Dad: Who cares if i dont pick it up. If i dont want to, then i wont.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;After that, i got a bit upset coz he yell-ed at me for no reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I dont have the right to yell back. so i just hold it in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;My mum says she's had enough with him. cannot bear any longer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I just hope it won't get worse. hope-ing....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I feel like crying now. this has happened before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;At that time, my parents nearly divorced. nearly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I just hope they aren't thinking that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I don't want that to happen. living life like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;i love them both, i want to help them but it seems as though&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;i'll just get in the way. theres nothing i can do to help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I pray, that nothing like that will happen...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;No energy to talk. not online for awhile. tc ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-4832807190556767992?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4832807190556767992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=4832807190556767992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/4832807190556767992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/4832807190556767992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2008/11/yelled-at.html' title='Yelled at..'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-91172320094948928</id><published>2008-11-08T18:36:00.007+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T18:53:30.254+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Me !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SRVhe8crdwI/AAAAAAAAAKk/2ivDk8uas9w/s1600-h/IMG_0407.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266222523530049282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SRVhe8crdwI/AAAAAAAAAKk/2ivDk8uas9w/s320/IMG_0407.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330099;"&gt;Lol. Busy day. Had fun. Yeah etc.&lt;br /&gt;Bonnie dress-ed me up just then.&lt;br /&gt;I am currently wearing a dress.&lt;br /&gt;Unbelievable right? Hoho ~&lt;br /&gt;I look weird in dress-es. Trust me.&lt;br /&gt;Look above. Guess which one is me?&lt;br /&gt;Bonnie looks stupid in that photo. Lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330099;"&gt;I look fat. Yeah. My legs do too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330099;"&gt;I'm complaining too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330099;"&gt;My sis say i look fine. Do i?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330099;"&gt;Might wear this to Graduation Party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330099;"&gt;Dunno. Depends, really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330099;"&gt;New songs updated !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330099;"&gt;New picture updated !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-91172320094948928?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/91172320094948928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=91172320094948928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/91172320094948928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/91172320094948928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2008/11/me.html' title='Me !'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SRVhe8crdwI/AAAAAAAAAKk/2ivDk8uas9w/s72-c/IMG_0407.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-6271106429470023799</id><published>2008-11-07T15:37:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T16:18:34.264+09:00</updated><title type='text'>l'Easha is a bitch.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;New student. New seat-ing. New piece of shit next to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Want to know why? I bet you wouldn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Its lame. Its stupid. Its the worst thing in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;New student's name = l'Easha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Weird name right? Everyone thought it was "Ayisha"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Guess what? She sits right next to me. Shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;School life is ruined. Definitely. Seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;This all happened in 1 day. Which is today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The "accident" happened like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;After lunchtime at school,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Year 7's had to go to Camp Meeting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I didn't go coz i'm not going to camp. so yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And also, Year 6's had to go to "Big Day Out" meeting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'm not a Year 6, so yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So i stayed in the classroom, on my iPhone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Loner ~ Yes i know. Watched videos and stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Later on, Year 6's came back to our classroom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I sat back down on my desk. New student sat next to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I looked at her, thinking, "Why is she writing stuff on the laptop?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The laptop belongs to the school. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Brock was involved in this too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Brock: l'Easha, why don't you just put back to laptop. People will need it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;l'Easha: So? I don't care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;(I got pissed at her attitude.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me: You're not gonna get any friends if you're like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;l'Easha: So? I don't care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;(I snapped immediately.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me: Oh, you wanna argue/back-chat with me huh? Go ahead. After all, i am a 'Year 7'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Brock: (chuckle at l'Easha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;l'Easha: (looks away. ignores what i said)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;That part ended. Nicely done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Then, 5 minutes later, she starts crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Like, sniffing and stuff. Red eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I could tell, straight away, she was crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I wrote on the back of my Word Sleuth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"She is crying".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Showed it to Brock + Caroline &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(friend that sits close)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;They both gave me the expression "lol"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Then i wrote another one,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"She is sniffing a lot and has red eyes".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Showed it to them. Same expression.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Later on, Year 7's came back from meeting. Lalala ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mr Hill (teacher) came back. Told us continue with our reports.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Also, told us it is our computer time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mostly everyone went to our wet area &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(middle block)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I went too. Then l'Easha, IMMEDIATELY, went through my stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My tray, pencil case, folder, EVERYTHING !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I DIDN'T EVEN KNOW !! She was looking for my word sleuth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So she could show Mr Hill and get me in trouble. Ha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Bad luck. YOU failed l'Easha. Failure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;She found it, showed it to Mr Hill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mr Hill immediately took l'Easha outside to talk with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I came back into the classroom (getting notes etc.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I saw them outside. I immediately thought of my word sleuth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Oh shit. nevermind. Went back on computer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I talked to Caroline and Sharon about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;They said, "What a bitch"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Lol. Funny. I was about to go back on my comp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Until, suddenly, Mr Hill called me in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Oh yeah, Brock was called in before. But he said nothing happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mr Hill showed me the word sleuth and said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"What is this? Are you trying to stir her up?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Then i immediately said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"Its just that, I thought she was crying but i didn't want to say it infront of l'Easha. So i wrote it on a sheet of paper just to let Brock and Caroline know. So like, they don't disturb her or anything."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;He read it again. Then said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"Ohhhhh. I get it. Ok, its fine now. You can go back now."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I was scared for a moment. Then i thought again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"What have i done that is bad? I didn't write anything bad about her."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I let like everyone in my class know. They knew already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;They were like, "Mr Hill is being EXTRA nice to you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I said, "Nah. Dont think so."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Caroline: If it was us that wrote it, we would be sooooo busted man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me: really? I think Mr Hill won't do that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Caroline: Coz its you. Thats why he doesn't yell at you or anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Felt special for a moment. Lol. Went back to the comp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Told best bud, Hong, about it. She agreed with Caroline.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Then, almost home time, went back to classroom to tidy up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;l'Easha told me, "Oh, just to let you know, I found what you wrote on your word sleuth"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me: Oh? So you DID look through me stuff. Wth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;She immediately shut up. Haha. You deserved it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Brock and Caroline chuckled. Lol. End of school for the week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I went back to class to get something. Laptop still with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Shes not gonna steal it right? Lol. Probably.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Meh, none of my problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Went back home. Told Mum about it. She was exactly like Caroline.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Lol. She told me to ignore l'Easha. I'll follow that. see what happens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Went on comp. Ta-da. Thats all that happened. So stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I feel like a bully. Everyone said i did the right thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;If they say so, i'll just believe in those words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Have fun and take care ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-6271106429470023799?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6271106429470023799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=6271106429470023799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/6271106429470023799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/6271106429470023799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2008/11/leasha-is-bitch.html' title='l&apos;Easha is a bitch.'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818218662214877585.post-2880000722988210041</id><published>2008-11-04T15:24:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T15:47:41.825+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Testing for DUX again !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Haven't post-ed in a while....lets say, 4 days?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Many happened. I'll start with what happened today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Obviously, its about school. I've just found out something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;but i'm not gonna tell you. because its a secret !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hmmm, guess what? Had another testing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Testing for DUX, obviously. English. errkk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I'm okay at English but thats my weak point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Luckily, we had to do Spelling Test with it !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;SPELLING &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;We also had another part which we had to write down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;what the teacher says. HAHAHA !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Everyone got stuck on the word "Cyanide"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;LOL ! I was like, YES ! I LOVE YOU TEACHER !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Of course, i do know the word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Cyanide is a deadly poison that is powdery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Guess where i learnt that? My NDS game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;HAHAHA ! Surprise surprise !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I was clueless at first, but then i remembered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Everyone immediately looked at me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I was like, "Uhhhhh" in my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Overall, the test was alright. Shall i leak a gossip?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hohoho ~ A little someone was looking at me the whole time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Well, he's not little. LOL !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;He was also in the test...HOHOHO ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;If i looked forward, i could see him. Same as him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Throughout the whole test, he kept looking at me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;HOHO ~ After i finished the test, walking out the door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;He immediately looked at me. I just kept walking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;But i did hear someone calling my name. Sound-ed like him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Oh well, went back to class. Wait few minutes before home time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Got home, on comp now. Quite entertaining.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Even at lunch time today, me &amp;amp; my group of friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;were on the oval, playing and walking around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;That guy, who was looking at me, was playing soccer on the oval.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;HOHO ~ My buddy was bully-ing his friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Naughty Richelle, i'm going to tell the teacher !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;This day was sooooo abnormal man. Don't know why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Have fun and take care ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818218662214877585-2880000722988210041?l=iipokeyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2880000722988210041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2818218662214877585&amp;postID=2880000722988210041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/2880000722988210041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2818218662214877585/posts/default/2880000722988210041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iipokeyou.blogspot.com/2008/11/testing-for-dux-again.html' title='Testing for DUX again !'/><author><name>Yuki-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11011144616411452422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__l3X7vWcJso/SDVPOVCWVdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kmWoa4xS6qk/S220/1173847895.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
