<?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-13945584</id><updated>2011-07-08T08:14:39.066+08:00</updated><category term='portal again'/><category term='homgihavesomuchtime'/><category term='pan'/><category term='Horror'/><category term='portals'/><category term='FATE'/><category term='DED'/><category term='ilusomuch'/><category term='plushies'/><category term='weighted companion cube'/><category term='quiz'/><category term='Izuru'/><title type='text'>Jocular Words</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>327</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-2502256070120114430</id><published>2009-10-22T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T15:08:27.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOP IN ELACS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-2502256070120114430?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/2502256070120114430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=2502256070120114430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/2502256070120114430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/2502256070120114430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2009/10/hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii-top-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-8367000517847710763</id><published>2009-09-27T19:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T01:52:15.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Otome games make me laugh! I've never played one before and I'm in no hurry to attempt one either. The girls always almost have no personality at all and the premise of the games are too unrealistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is of course, the point of the game I guess. Since it won't ever happen the same way for us. X) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoooo! Exams start in exactly two weeks! I need to clean up my room and arrange my worksheets by tonight... YOSH! I shan't go online for the entire holiday! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can come back earlier after Foundation!!! So exciting!! Can't wait, goodness!! I'll need to rush everything for cosplay *A* and meet up with people! Let's see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cosplay plans:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Avalon Code &lt;/strong&gt;- &lt;font color="pink"&gt;Tia&lt;/font color&gt; ('09 AFA + photoshoot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hetalia&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;font color="blue"&gt;Military!Italy&lt;/font color&gt; (Team photoshoot + EOY)&lt;br /&gt;        - &lt;font color="blue"&gt;Military!Italy&lt;/font color&gt; (Comic Fiesta '09)&lt;br /&gt;        - &lt;font color="blue"&gt;Military!Italy&lt;/font color&gt; ('10 w/ Beffy)&lt;br /&gt;        - &lt;font color="green"&gt;Genderbend!Italy&lt;/font color&gt; (Casual + CF)&lt;br /&gt;        - &lt;font color="purple"&gt;Romaheta!Italy&lt;/font color&gt; (Photoshoot + CF)&lt;br /&gt;        - &lt;font color="brown"&gt;Teen!Italy&lt;/font color&gt; (Comic Fiesta '09)&lt;br /&gt;        - &lt;font color="brown"&gt;Teen!Italy&lt;/font color&gt; (Photoshoot w/ Romajiji?)&lt;br /&gt;        - &lt;font color="pink"&gt;Chibiheta!Italy&lt;/font color&gt; (Photoshoot + CF)&lt;br /&gt;        - &lt;font color="red"&gt;Military!Belgium&lt;/font color&gt; (SOY '10)&lt;br /&gt;        - &lt;font color="red"&gt;Belgium&lt;/font color&gt; (Casual)&lt;br /&gt;        - &lt;font color="red"&gt;Chef!Belgium&lt;/font color&gt; (Kitchen photoshoot)&lt;br /&gt;        - &lt;font color="green"&gt;Hungary&lt;/font color&gt; (? w/ Mishi's Prussia)&lt;br /&gt;        - &lt;font color="green"&gt;Gakuen!Hungary&lt;/font color&gt; (June/July '10 photoshoot)&lt;br /&gt;        - &lt;font color="cyan"&gt;Hong Kong&lt;/font color&gt; (unconfirmed photoshoot) &lt;br /&gt;        - &lt;font color="red"&gt;China&lt;/font color&gt; (unconfirmed? photoshoot)&lt;br /&gt;        - &lt;font color="red"&gt;RPG!China&lt;/font color&gt; (photoshoot '10) &lt;br /&gt;        - &lt;font color="gold"&gt;Chibi!Canada&lt;/font color&gt; (Photoshoot '10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Honeysyn&lt;/strong&gt; - Metis (Photoshoot when Bela comes back 8D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Starry Sky&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;font color="yellow"&gt;Tsukiko&lt;/font color&gt; (Dec '09)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sandman&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;font color="red"&gt;Delight/Delirium&lt;/font color&gt; (June/July '10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I probably have a lot more than this. OTL|||| But so far this is what I remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED HOLY ROMAN EMPIRE! ಥAಥ (But I suppose Jin would be mine. |DDDDD)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-8367000517847710763?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8367000517847710763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=8367000517847710763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/8367000517847710763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/8367000517847710763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2009/09/otome-games-make-me-laugh-ive-never.html' title=''/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-3064952044008119881</id><published>2009-09-23T15:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T15:38:26.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHA, I wonder who even reads my blog anymore! XDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the last week of school we'll ever gonna have &lt;small&gt;(shh I don't count coming back to check Sem 2 papers)&lt;/small&gt; and it's already half over! Most people aren't even bothering to show up for classes because it's just revision!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cept for the science classes though, there's still stuff left that hasn't been taught yet! O: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two and a half more weeks before Sem 2 exams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five and a half more weeks before Foundation exams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DUDE BEFORE YOU KNOW IT I'LL BE HOME AGAIN! &gt;W&lt; &lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3 Mom's homecooked food... Mmmm... Mee hoon kueh .... MMMMM &lt;3 All the cosplay plans coming to fruition.... MMMMM!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I have to make a list to meet up with people I promised to! &gt;w&lt; Gosh I have a feeling it's gonna be tough meeting up with all of them... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urk my first week back home should be spent AT HOME too just in case I fall sick again. @A@ Thank goodness for people having holidays in December? \8D/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But so sad Bela ain't gonna be here when I get back!! TAT Oh god our HoneySyn shoot... our Farmboys shoot... our plans to go Science Center for kicks... u_u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HMPH I SHALL SINK MY LOVE INTO FRATELLO AND LOSSE AND THE REST! ...That reminds me... I NEED TO FANGIRL PRATCHETT WITH LOSSE!!!!! &lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3 FINALLY! PEOPLE WHO LOVE DISCWORLD AS WELL! I'VE BEEN WAITING SINCE I WAS A KID! HEEEEEE &lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Sarah, you and me, we need to go shopping like WOAH ;D I need to makeover my wardrobe... stop wearing such crummy things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's more I'll resolve to start experimenting with makeup! Cosplays look awesomer with eyeliners *A* And if Adeline can do it so awesomely, so can I!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus I won't let vaguely silly things bother me anymore! Don't wanna spend time with me? No problem! Just don't expect me to go to such great lengths anymore for you, kay? :D I'll still be a friend, but you gotta give if you wanna receive. ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-3064952044008119881?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/3064952044008119881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=3064952044008119881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/3064952044008119881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/3064952044008119881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2009/09/haha-i-wonder-who-even-reads-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-4014901569309133395</id><published>2009-09-23T00:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T00:18:15.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know the saying "Bros before hos"? Sometimes I don't think that's quite true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it even happening now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom said once that friendship doesn't actually last that long. Sure, you can retain a friendship, but you're never gonna stay with them every single day of your life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you get a husband, lover, boyfriend, people you flirt with -- it's inevitable. Your friends get pushed aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get used to it, hm? When friends prefer to talk to guys whom they can laugh with rather than friends interested in their problems.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-4014901569309133395?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/4014901569309133395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=4014901569309133395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/4014901569309133395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/4014901569309133395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2009/09/you-know-saying-bros-before-hos.html' title=''/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-6651427424586072953</id><published>2009-09-06T19:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T20:15:31.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hannah showed me this site! It's cool! http://www.faceofthefuture.org.uk/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;I look really ugly OTL&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Original:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/SqOkuLZxYHI/AAAAAAAAAh0/VWDJd5RX7Tw/s1600-h/teen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 243px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/SqOkuLZxYHI/AAAAAAAAAh0/VWDJd5RX7Tw/s320/teen.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378323493252325490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young Adult:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/SqOkvocFhjI/AAAAAAAAAiU/jjO6jP3-C4M/s1600-h/young+adult.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/SqOkvocFhjI/AAAAAAAAAiU/jjO6jP3-C4M/s320/young+adult.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378323518226531890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Older Adult:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/SqOkvBYo1JI/AAAAAAAAAiM/w2bE13KDBFg/s1600-h/olderadult.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/SqOkvBYo1JI/AAAAAAAAAiM/w2bE13KDBFg/s320/olderadult.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378323507743085714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/SqOkuqKFwHI/AAAAAAAAAiE/fqcP3aG4Zvo/s1600-h/baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/SqOkuqKFwHI/AAAAAAAAAiE/fqcP3aG4Zvo/s320/baby.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378323501508051058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Child:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/SqOkuZ3FtLI/AAAAAAAAAh8/KfThCB-ItTc/s1600-h/child.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 243px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/SqOkuZ3FtLI/AAAAAAAAAh8/KfThCB-ItTc/s320/child.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378323497133388978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manga:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/SqOlevdoR7I/AAAAAAAAAi8/vAgfHwzqHMs/s1600-h/manga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 243px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/SqOlevdoR7I/AAAAAAAAAi8/vAgfHwzqHMs/s320/manga.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378324327565903794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man (LOL):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/SqOleWS0EKI/AAAAAAAAAi0/f2jFYPhxz3A/s1600-h/man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 243px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/SqOleWS0EKI/AAAAAAAAAi0/f2jFYPhxz3A/s320/man.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378324320809652386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boticelli:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/SqOleBinuCI/AAAAAAAAAis/mEX-sgH7hDM/s1600-h/Botticelli.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/SqOleBinuCI/AAAAAAAAAis/mEX-sgH7hDM/s320/Botticelli.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378324315238807586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angmoh:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/SqOldpaTevI/AAAAAAAAAik/_tR65-Vr1x8/s1600-h/angmoh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 243px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/SqOldpaTevI/AAAAAAAAAik/_tR65-Vr1x8/s320/angmoh.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378324308761475826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afro-carribean:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/SqOldTQMy2I/AAAAAAAAAic/w0xywKcSmyE/s1600-h/Afrocar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 243px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/SqOldTQMy2I/AAAAAAAAAic/w0xywKcSmyE/s320/Afrocar.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378324302813514594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Modigliani:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/SqOnaUDJ6CI/AAAAAAAAAjs/jL8Llk-sUbo/s1600-h/Modigliani.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 243px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/SqOnaUDJ6CI/AAAAAAAAAjs/jL8Llk-sUbo/s320/Modigliani.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378326450510882850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mucha:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/SqOnaJypuDI/AAAAAAAAAjk/-6b9J9cWG-w/s1600-h/Mucha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 243px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/SqOnaJypuDI/AAAAAAAAAjk/-6b9J9cWG-w/s320/Mucha.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378326447757310002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;West Asian:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/SqOnZ6dF0TI/AAAAAAAAAjc/3KQP5jflpEI/s1600-h/west+asian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/SqOnZ6dF0TI/AAAAAAAAAjc/3KQP5jflpEI/s320/west+asian.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378326443640344882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go try it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-6651427424586072953?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/6651427424586072953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=6651427424586072953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/6651427424586072953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/6651427424586072953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2009/09/hannah-showed-me-this-site-its-cool.html' title=''/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/SqOkuLZxYHI/AAAAAAAAAh0/VWDJd5RX7Tw/s72-c/teen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-981307680847085529</id><published>2009-08-29T11:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T11:43:07.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fighting on blogs is so immature and stupid. I hope I'll never be a hypocrite and resort to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received my conditional acceptance letter from UniMelb! It made me feel.... there's no other word for it -- OTL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently the website is lying. It mentioned to get in, WAUFP (that's me) students have to score a CPS of 90 which is basically, 90 marks for the top three subjects. I nearly died when I heard that (which is evidenced by my reaction earlier in the blog).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when I received the letter, imagine my surprise at the fact that the required CPS is &lt;i&gt;freakin' 75&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm scoring way higher than that now, alright, and frankly this is a big disappointment for me. I know I know, I should be on my knees thanking God right now cause this means I can ride smoothly into UniMelb but I expected something &lt;i&gt;higher&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me feel like it's worth it. With the earlier assumption of 90, I can push myself even harder and study better. But look, it's only 75, right? Urgh, ridiculous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, I'm not asking for an impossible number like 99, but can't it be a bit higher than 75? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just grousing haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, I hate it when people take something i say once to mean that either I love it to death or I'm a genius. I could just about break somebody's neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot of things are making me angry very easily nowadays. I think it's repressed anger among other things haha. Am I the sort of person people view as a pushover? Common logic dictates no, seeing the people I hang around with but -- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have thoughts. I think I say yes too easily. I think I say no problem too easily. I get the feeling people assume they can just dump any sort of work onto me. And it's this kind of thinking that's making me incredibly angry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, no doubt I would be wrong like crazy but it doesn't stop this simmering in me. I wonder when I can stop this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nose keeps dry bleeding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be watching District 9 later!!!! CAN'T WAIT!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I go Melbourne? Or Sydney? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goddamnit, this sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want people who when I engage a conversation with, can &lt;i&gt;understand&lt;/i&gt; me. Alright, so I like to use big words. So what? Does that mean you can tease me? Does that mean I'd like it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It baffles me how some people cannot get it into their heads that NOT EVERYONE LIKES BEING TEASED. It's the one thing that can definitely make me fly into a rage. Inside of course. Outside i just smile and nod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I start being passive-aggresive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna visit Tanzania and UK next year! I don't care! Ruks promised to bring me on a REAL African Safari(lol) and she says we can hike Mt Kilimanjaro! AWESOME!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bela's got a place we can crash in UK next year, so... there's a chance we can go backpacking!!! Finally, my core dream is coming to fruition! &lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-981307680847085529?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/981307680847085529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=981307680847085529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/981307680847085529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/981307680847085529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2009/08/fighting-on-blogs-is-so-immature-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-190249006088606710</id><published>2009-08-25T16:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T17:08:47.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH MY CALENDAR IS HEEEEEEEEEREEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S THE FANMADE CALENDAR I ORDERED &lt;small&gt;&lt;strike&gt;ON A WHIM&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/small&gt; A FEW DAYS AGO!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG I CAN'T BELIEVE IT'S SO FAST!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... IT'S SO FAST BECAUSE IT'S ALL THE WAY FROM CALIFORNIA, USA AND IT ONLY TOOK ABOUT A WEEK. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY GLASSES FROM MALAYSIA -- 5 HOURS AWAY -- TOOK &lt;i&gt;3 WEEKS&lt;/i&gt;. SHAME ON YOU, MALAYSIA POST. )8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS!! OMG!! SO EXCITED!! I HAVEN'T OPENED IT YET, BUT I'M GONNA TAKE PICTURES!!!!!! SQUEEEEEEEE!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;After half an hour...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay! *wheezes* I'm back with the pictures! And it is utterly &lt;i&gt;amazing&lt;/i&gt;. I'm in awe! And loving this so much!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without further ado...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole envelope!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00001-5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00001-5.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close ups...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00002-6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00002-6.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My address if anyone wants to know. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00003-7.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00003-7.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00004-6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00004-6.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The calendar!! Front part!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00005-6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00005-6.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back part!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00006-6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00006-6.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close up on the artists comments...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00007-6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00007-6.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU SEE A CERTAIN FLAG? ((((B *PRIDE OVER 9000!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00008-5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00008-5.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00009-4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00009-4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00010-4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00010-4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00011-4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00011-4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00012-4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00012-4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00013-4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00013-4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00014-4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00014-4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following pages...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00015-4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00015-4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00016-4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00016-4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00017-4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00017-4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was interesting! I think France as Germany, Hungary as Japan and S.Korea as Italy &lt;small&gt;and poor Prussia...hur..&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00018-4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00018-4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00019-4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00019-4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00020-4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00020-4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite picture!!! A bit blurry though... It's Matthew and Alfred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00021-4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00021-4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close up, because it &lt;i&gt;needs&lt;/i&gt; one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00022-3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00022-3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00023-3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00023-3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES this is THE Kisukaite from dA. *A* &lt;small&gt;I do prefer her pencil art though lololol&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00024-3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00024-3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00025-3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00025-3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second favourite! S'too pretty. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00026-3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00026-3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is damn near super awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00027-3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00027-3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00028-3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00028-3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THAT'S IT FOR THE CALENDARRRRR &lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I can't believe I lost self-control and splurged. u__u;; BUT WORTH IT, DAMNIT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;Man, I can't wait for July next year. Hurhurhur.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-190249006088606710?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/190249006088606710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=190249006088606710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/190249006088606710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/190249006088606710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2009/08/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.html' title=''/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-8799064506802285696</id><published>2009-08-20T20:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T21:24:15.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture time!</title><content type='html'>First batch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Friday in my life here in Perth. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/B7qJVmeiuYnHQeYJjcDL3Q?authkey=Gv1sRgCJi52ODko7qZUg&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/So1BO9cm2rI/AAAAAAAAAhU/R7LWxr3Wl3Q/s800/Image00001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/t5pHrJty4WqhjzKTNaeBig?authkey=Gv1sRgCJi52ODko7qZUg&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/So1B11Zp12I/AAAAAAAAAhw/aa9NInGN4TM/s800/Image00002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry classmates. 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00003-6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00003-6.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00004-5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00004-5.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunchtime and Ruks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00005-5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00005-5.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00006-5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00006-5.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RUKS' CHINBUTT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00007-5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00007-5.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily and Aveline behind her~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00008-4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00008-4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy! (That is his real name.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00009-3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00009-3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geraldine running awayyyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00010-3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00010-3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL CANDID SHOT. So cool right? ;D Guys from my ELACS class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00012-3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00012-3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle and Geraldine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00013-3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00013-3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside the library. (Isn't it kinda awesome?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00014-3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00014-3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tawsif!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00015-3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00015-3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00016-3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00016-3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nice picture of Eunice! (Not of me though. &gt;.&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00017-3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00017-3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00018-3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00018-3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00019-3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00019-3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Domino's in Karawara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00020-3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00020-3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00021-3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00021-3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lava cake!!! Absolutely awesome!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00022-2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00022-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Gloria-Jeans &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00023-2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00023-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00029-2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00029-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00031-2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00031-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00032-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00032-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00037-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00037-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I-I forget what we were talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00038-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00038-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yi th'ng's teacher's children. X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00039-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00039-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done! Look out for the next one~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-8799064506802285696?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8799064506802285696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=8799064506802285696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/8799064506802285696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/8799064506802285696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2009/08/picture-time.html' title='Picture time!'/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/So1BO9cm2rI/AAAAAAAAAhU/R7LWxr3Wl3Q/s72-c/Image00001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-8896212546753773998</id><published>2009-08-11T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T16:14:53.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am so jealous of so many people&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-8896212546753773998?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8896212546753773998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=8896212546753773998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/8896212546753773998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/8896212546753773998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-am-so-jealous-of-so-many-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-4957203922588261237</id><published>2009-08-10T04:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T04:49:27.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's 4 something on a Monday morning and i'm still awake. This is not good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I blame this entirely on Sunday afternoon naps that seem to stretch to four hours even when you tell yourself explicitly not more than 2 hours the most. That and also dastardly laptops which you have all to yourself and none of that parents behind your back wanting you to sleep by midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't nap in the afternoon back home and i certainly didn't stay up until 4 am on a schoolnight (morning?) right before the day when 2 tests are due.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno what's come over me. Maybe a bout of unrecognizable &lt;small&gt;(i get a faint thrill at using american words -- i'll come to my senses in the morning)&lt;/small&gt; depression? I just keep thinking about that &lt;i&gt;90&lt;/i&gt; score over and over again and i &lt;i&gt;just don't see how i can reach it&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now'd be a great time to be able to get drunk, methinks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for small mercies, mm? &lt;small&gt;Here is where i'll take a swig of alcohol but since i can't; legality issues aside, i'm gonna go ahead and wallow in ... whatever i'm wallowing in a the moment.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never thought i'd spend the night reading Discworld fanfic interspesed with donuts (though i must say it was delicious and ye gods i haven't read xxxHolic in a while), Fables comics yes but not this... mm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And again i'm sloughed with a mild case of depression with the constant reminder of that damn Alzheimers condition and worse still i'm overcome with the guilty heebiejeebies because i'm more depressed over the fact there won't be many DW novels out in the coming years than that an awesome intelligent ...&lt;i&gt;awesome&lt;/i&gt; man is going to slowly lose his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;Again i'd take a swig if i could.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thoughts are rambling around in my head and this is the only way i know how to kill time efficiently -- ok maybe not efficiently, but at least i'm doing &lt;i&gt;something&lt;/i&gt;. (if you're a smart aleck you'd say "well then, why aren't you studying &lt;small&gt;you ass&lt;/small&gt;?")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'll say back "cos i'm almost tired of it all &lt;small&gt;you git&lt;/small&gt;! i'm starting to srsly not see the point in pursuing a phd when a simple degree seems to do the same job for you in an honourable career such as physio. but what to do? my mom's pushing me; i want to leave perth; i want to leave the strong friendbase i've made here. call me daft whatever i've made my decision according to some convoluted logic my masterful brain came up with and i'm not going to argue at ... 4:30 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brain hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;staying up till late is not good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like when wp discredited pterry. haha i remembered i damn well near cried. which was stupid of me when i could have pierced him with an icy glare and go "and just what reason do you have you proletariat?" cept of course i was young and emotional. damn emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything seems to be swirling around and i'm being thrown about in the eddies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well no, not really but didn't that seem eloquent? ...this time o' night, your mind will think cheese on gravel is hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank goodness practically nobody reads this blog anymorehuh? good good less of my ravings to go around hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know whats even funnier? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that when this is done and people DO read it and with all the right intentions ask me with concern am i alright (the road to hell is paved with good intentions; i've always liked that quote)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna laugh and say its nothing, don't worry about it, 4 in the morning, i'm a raving madwoman! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i don't think it'll go away easily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing like this does&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but for the sake of sanity and clean masks we do all we can right? functioning properly in society is what we all aim for, in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh you know, a divergent thought here. we go through life improving ourselves right? our parents and our teachers imprint heavily in our minds that we do it for ourselves. remember? how studying is supposed to be for our own sakes, that we have to study for ourselves not other people. but how much of that is true?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think we work to improve ourselves for our future spouses. we want them to be proud of us so all we do is in accumulation of that. we want our partners to show us off to the rest of the world. be proud. don't you want your own lovers to be for better lack of term, awesome? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes yes of course theres always the whole love them for themselves, love you for who you are; still it's not like you'll let yourself go and expect them to love you the same level. so yeah. think of it as investing in your future. build yourself up so that people can sit up and take notice going "yeah! i'd want a lover of that caliber!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course you might get so awesome ppl get scared of approaching you haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok end of divergent thought, where was i? oh yes, i have a minor headache building up. haha my english is shot to pieces. d'you reckon it's the timing or the depression (i suppose that's what it is. not sure what else it could be. &lt;small&gt;that chilli i had for dinner?&lt;/small&gt; no i lie, i had no chilli. still my fingers type before i think. narrative magic and all that *sardonic smile*) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm hardly making any sense yet i'm truly enjoying myself. this post is going to be long as a toilet roll. theres more in my head i suppose, doubt any of this could happen again in the near future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i plan to stop using my laptop except for impt stuffs like past year papers but that is all. i hope i can keep to that plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i done? no, we are never done. but i think time has caught up with me and my eyelids are beginning to slide ever so slowly downwards. so until next time which may be never, i bid you adieu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-4957203922588261237?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/4957203922588261237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=4957203922588261237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/4957203922588261237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/4957203922588261237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-4-something-on-monday-morning-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-4510803411660842036</id><published>2009-08-04T15:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T15:25:35.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ngh crap. I just cleared up the confusion over applying for MelU and the scores and stuff and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;oh my goodness&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... I need a score of 90 to qualify for entry into Biomedicine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's ... ... very... &lt;i&gt;ughhhh&lt;/i&gt;. I feel sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently my average score (best three subjects) is now 86. Considering I topped my classes, this doesn't bode well. Urghhhhh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to start studying seriously now. I studied seriously for my Sem 1 exams but ... shit, I gotta start putting effort into my everyday tests and assignments now. I &lt;u&gt;can't&lt;/u&gt; get complacent or weak and overestimate my abilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to stop playing the distracting games, I need to stop going online until late at night. I need to plan. I need to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can already feel myself dying. Wonderful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should also start planning back-up plans. I have a feeling ... I might not make it to Melbourne Uni.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-4510803411660842036?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/4510803411660842036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=4510803411660842036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/4510803411660842036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/4510803411660842036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2009/08/ngh-crap.html' title=''/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-657241248063852293</id><published>2009-07-24T20:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T20:33:15.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A week after I'm back and I'm feeling slightly depressed. Hahaha, great job self. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, now I'm 70% decided on going to Melbourne to pursue Physiotherapy! I know I asked some of you guys whether I should go with Physio or OT ... but my mom just piled me with OT horror stories. Like how they'll ask you to go to their houses...alone... &lt;small&gt;DUNDUNDUN!&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh so far I'm sinking my depression into games (Sims 3 FREAKING AWESOME MAN) and getting all guilty from spending so much on them. I mean, I'm so used to getting games at RM 5  each &lt;i&gt;*nudge nudge wink wink*&lt;/i&gt; so spending a whopping 100+ AUD on two games is kinda.... guilt inducing. Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I just found out I could get Spore free from Mishi. &lt;b&gt;wat.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh HAPPY NEWS! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to brag to someone but I can't cos then I'll look like a total asshole, but my blog's perfectly fine, right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I topped every single one of my classes in my subjects~! *cheers* For my English I was only about 2 marks away from being top in the level. &gt;W&lt; Shall work harder! And my H.Bio surprised me the most! It was the one subject which I was the worst at (compared to the others) but this time around, I got the highest among my other subjects! Awesome! Heehee it's great knowing you're smart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall go ahead and do the CF photo post. Oh man... so hard... ;A; /procastinates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh right I wanted to camhore with the Famiglia during the hols to put up on FB, but Hannah's already done that... Hmmm maybe I'll just kope one and put as my profile pic. SHALL CHOOSE THE MOST AWESOME ONE. HEEHEEHEE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-657241248063852293?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/657241248063852293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=657241248063852293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/657241248063852293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/657241248063852293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2009/07/week-after-im-back-and-im-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-3869143793308798668</id><published>2009-07-04T09:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T10:14:01.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*yawns and stretches*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*looks at the time*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....Ah damn. My plan to stay up all night failed. So I can't go to Harbourtown/Northbridge/city with Adeline and Yi Thn'ng and Serene! ARGH. I was so looking forward to finding those beautiful (CHEAP) coats Serene always seems to have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, most plans we have tend to fail ahahah. Before this was a fast trip to Fremantle for fish and chips (ONE DAY) and &lt;i&gt;before&lt;/i&gt; that I promised to teach Kyle Chemistry. And wheee now I'm rolling around on my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know what? &lt;i&gt;I don't care.&lt;/i&gt; Because in around 3 hours, Kiew's gonna come around and pick me up... and I'm gonna head to the &lt;b&gt;airport&lt;/b&gt;! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH!!!!!!!! THE DAY HAS COMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, I better make a schedule or I'll never keep track of my appointments. OTL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting from 5th July...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday - Movie outing/lunch with Krithika and John at City Square (Edward couldn't make it! DX) &lt;small&gt;I wanna watch a chick flick ahahah...&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday - Undang class from 8:30 am to 4:00 pm &lt;small&gt;(*shudders* I'm trying to think of a way to hang out with the gang cos it's Youth day ... but short of crashing somebody's house I don't think... Wait. Maybe I can ask Rachel. Plus I can hand my present to her! Interesting... The question now will be ... Will I be able to tahan going into SG at such a time? OTL|||)&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - Transformers movie with Haz and J!!! WHEEEEE!!! &lt;small&gt;(YES I DON'T HAVE TO SPEND 14 FRIGGIN' DOLLARS TO WATCH A MOVIE PEOPLE SAY ISN'T EVEN NICE. I have to spend 9 dollars though. AHAHA)&lt;/small&gt; Meeting Harenai to give her the belt (Outram/City Hall after 2 pm) &lt;small&gt;She's super cute lah...&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday - Meet Mishi to buy extensions (3 pm onwards) Most likely, have to do the wig by ourselves... I might do it on Friday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday - Driving theory test in the morning, one hour, I forgot the time. &lt;b&gt;Free afterwards.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday - France nii's place to prepare for CF and super casual photoshoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat - Sun: CF (All filled)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday - CRASH HAZ'S POLY!!! I'm gonna be a poly student for the day!! YES!! Maybe we can go shopping afterwards if you have time...? Get Sarah and Shang too! I need clothes. ;A;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - Bela and Maki coming over for sleepover!! I need to find out if my room can hold more than 2 people. Ahah... Awesome shit is gonna happen though. /squee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday - Should be ...filled... until night...? Maybe ... stay over at Bela's...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday - Free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday - Photoshoot? I'm totally fritzed out on the photoshoots though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday - Flying off! Geez, so fast... Barely enough time to hang out with everyone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose I have to check my other schedule... but I'm too lazy argh. I haven't packed my bag! OMG!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-3869143793308798668?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/3869143793308798668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=3869143793308798668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/3869143793308798668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/3869143793308798668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2009/07/yawns-and-stretches-looks-at-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-3212935354921972006</id><published>2009-06-28T16:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T17:01:37.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AH-- I feel so touched! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trecia and Cindy just gave me an "Exam Survival Kit" and now I feel re-energised. So awesome! There's a heartwarming letter in it, tons of candy and powerbars, lolipops, even a juice box! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They also gave me a ring with the word "Hope" enscribed on it (but it's too big and keeps falling off my thumb ): ) and a cool (second-hand) cap (IT HAS BLING ON IT)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So blessed. &lt;3&lt;3 *tons of hearts* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to start on my Human Bio argh. But on a lighter note, I think my Accounting is gonna be ~AWESOME~ (because I study it non-stop. OTL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really scared for Chem though. S'like every question I attempt, I get wrong. And I haven't even &lt;i&gt;looked&lt;/i&gt; at the essay questions yet. XAX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-3212935354921972006?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/3212935354921972006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=3212935354921972006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/3212935354921972006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/3212935354921972006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2009/06/ah-i-feel-so-touched-trecia-and-cindy.html' title=''/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-8462753237074614520</id><published>2009-06-24T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T22:01:41.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Having really good friends can be the best medicine in the world. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is why I swear I will be a really good friend from now on; be it to old friends or new ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I do so wish NUS would have Physio or OT. Then maybe I can stay in SG and not deal with ... stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then I also want to travel the world, so we can't have everything, yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make the best of it I suppose. Pick yourself up when you're down, get support from whoever-- Live your life! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God gave it to you not just so you can waste it away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so much better now. &lt;small&gt;Thank you Sarah. &lt;3&lt;/small&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-8462753237074614520?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8462753237074614520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=8462753237074614520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/8462753237074614520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/8462753237074614520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2009/06/having-really-good-friends-can-be-best.html' title=''/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-77184644267345337</id><published>2009-06-24T19:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T19:34:52.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ah, it's over. Before it even began. How funny is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason, frankly is too ridiculous to even think about -- all I know is how pissed I am with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way I've acted for the past ... weeks is really too... foolish. I look back and I want to laugh at myself (but not yet because the pain is &lt;i&gt;still there&lt;/i&gt;) but most of all I want to slap this stupid girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't think about it anymore, exams are on the horizon. Holidays are on their way, think about that! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;Anything but this.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least be grateful you don't live in New York! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It might take some time, (time heals all wounds right?) but honestly...I just feel so... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid. (No better word for it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;s&gt;You were liking him for all the wrong reasons anyways.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-77184644267345337?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/77184644267345337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=77184644267345337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/77184644267345337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/77184644267345337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2009/06/ah-its-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-2400895652046876646</id><published>2009-06-20T17:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T17:35:11.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Workplace Dares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE-POINT DARES&lt;br /&gt;1. Ignore the first five people who say 'good morning' to you.&lt;br /&gt;2. To signal the end of a conversation, clamp your hands over your ears.&lt;br /&gt;3. Leave your fly open for one hour. If anyone points it out, say,"Sorry,I really prefer it this way".&lt;br /&gt;4. Walk sideways to the photocopier.&lt;br /&gt;5. While riding in an lift, gasp dramatically every time the doors open.&lt;br /&gt;6. When in the lift with one other person, tap them on the shoulder and pretend it wasn't you.&lt;br /&gt;7. Finish all your sentences with "In accordance with the prophecy...&lt;br /&gt;8. Don't use any punctuation.&lt;br /&gt;9. Interrupt your conversation with someone by giving a huge dejected sigh.&lt;br /&gt;10. Use your highlighter pen on the computer screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE-POINT DARES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Say to your boss, "I like your style", wink, and shoot him with double-barrelled fingers.&lt;br /&gt;2. Kneel in front of the water cooler and drink directly from the nozzle.&lt;br /&gt;3. Shout random numbers while someone is counting.&lt;br /&gt;4. Every time you get an email, shout ''email''.&lt;br /&gt;5. Put decaf in the coffee maker for 3 weeks. Once everyone has got over his or her caffeine addictions, switch to espresso.&lt;br /&gt;6. Keep hole punching your finger. Each time you do, shout,"dagnamit, it's happened again!". Then do it again.&lt;br /&gt;7. Introduce yourself to a new colleague as "the office bicycle". Then wink and pout.&lt;br /&gt;8. Call I.T. helpdesk and tell them that you can't seem to access any pornography web sites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIVE-POINT DARES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. At the end of a meeting, suggest that, for once, it would be nice to conclude with the singing of the national anthem (extra points if you actually launch into it yourself).&lt;br /&gt;2. Walk into a very busy person's office and while they watch you with growing irritation, turn the light switch on/off 10 times.&lt;br /&gt;3. For an hour, refer to everyone you speak to as "Dave".&lt;br /&gt;4. Announce to everyone in a meeting that you "really have to go do a number two".&lt;br /&gt;5. When you've picked up a call, before speaking finish off some fake conversation with the words, ''she can abort it for all I care''.&lt;br /&gt;6. After every sentence, say 'Mon' in a really bad Jamaican accent. As in: "The report's on your desk, Mon." Keep this up for one hour.&lt;br /&gt;7. In a meeting or crowded situation, slap your forehead repeatedly and mutter, "Shut up, damn it, all of you just shut up!"&lt;br /&gt;8. At lunchtime, get down on your knees and announce, "As God is my witness, I'll never go hungry again!"&lt;br /&gt;9. Repeat the following conversation 10 times to the same person: "Do you hear that?" "What?" "Never mind, it's gone now."&lt;br /&gt;10. Present meeting attendees with a cup of coffee and biscuit; smash each biscuit with your fist.&lt;br /&gt;11. During the course of a meeting, slowly edge your chair towards the door.&lt;br /&gt;12. As often as possible, skip rather than walk.&lt;br /&gt;13. Ask people what sex they are. Laugh hysterically after they answer.&lt;br /&gt;14. While a colleague is writing, grab their pen and throw it out of the nearest open window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lol-ed till I couldn't lol anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-2400895652046876646?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/2400895652046876646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=2400895652046876646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/2400895652046876646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/2400895652046876646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2009/06/workplace-dares-one-point-dares-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-687463353413126624</id><published>2009-06-18T21:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T21:57:51.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Joseph just linked me to this wonderful blog: http://burnoutbrightly.wordpress.com/ (Check it out if you have the time!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading it has made me realise so many things about myself. Firstly, I was awed by the thought-provoking, heart warming content I found inside. I thought to myself, this surely must be a product of someone in their thirties, or least a very mature person with direct views on life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine my surprise when I discovered it was a 19 year old girl who lives in Malaysia. It made me think...if she can challenge the mind and spirit like this, why can't I? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surely I'm better than what I am now, a selfish child who's only concerned about her life and petty problems that lie in it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I extend my mind to more pressing problems that are current in the world right now? The everlasting crisis in Africa, Darfu, Iraq, Israel... all these places. I've never given a second thought to the plight of these people, yet I am obssessed with what people think of me, how I act, who exactly my friends are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this is human nature. Do you think the person rushing by you with a briefcase in one and a tie flapping on his neck cares whether or not a child in a distant place he's never been to dies in the night? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that he cruelly advocates the death of a child; it is simply distance that stands in the way. If that particular child were to be in the neighbourhood, or even related to him, there surely would be a reaction. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can we go on worrying about the rest of the world without worrying about ourselves in the first place? There is no need to feel extremely guilty about this, but we do need to learn to care more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not just a fleeting moment when somebody mentions, "What do you think about the starving children in Africa?" but a fixed determination to at least do &lt;i&gt;something&lt;/i&gt;. It can be as simple as a small donation, but whatever it may be, just try to remember that the world is much bigger than you or I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to place myself higher than I am right now. I know what problems I'm facing and while I may not have the solutions, I can just let it go. It is not life threatening -- hormones are merely part of life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I &lt;b&gt;can&lt;/b&gt; do is go on with living life to the fullest. I may miss my friends back home and be terribly heartbroken by new ones but-- I know I can move on. I can't live my life for others; &lt;u&gt;I have to live it for myself.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't chase ghost butterflies, aim for the reacheable flower in your midst. Don't let your feelings get the better of you, be confident and happy with yourself, believe in yourself! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God works in the strangest ways but He works for you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to share with the Winter Cell Group tomorrow! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"God is able and I know this because..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should I share about? I don't know yet... It has to be about a minute or two long. Perhaps I'll share about my mum. But how? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"God is able and I know this because...I believe He works in mysterious ways. We cannot say we fully understand everything He does, but we can put our faith in Him; knowing that whatever happens, He has decreed it as so, and in some small way help us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just this week, my mom told me that another tumor was discovered in the same breast (remember how she had an operation to remove a tumor earlier this year?). When I first heard about this, I was in shock. Kind of like how I reacted earlier when I heard the first news. I think I still am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first I'm all numb, because I was thinking, how could another tumor pop up so fast? And so, for a while I actually lost my faith in God. I was thinking, 'How could He let this happen? My mom just went through an exhausting period only to find out it's not over?' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very disappointed. But I didn't stop praying. I didn't stop hoping that if God was out there, He'd listen to my prayers. Then as I prayed, I kept thinking. I kept wondering over and over, 'It's impossible that the doctors can miss another tumor or that another tumor can grow so quickly, right?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then, I thought some more about it...and I realised something. Maybe it's not that God let it happened. Maybe it was already there and that the doctors somehow missed it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did that mean though? I think it meant that God already knew there was another tumor in my mom. I think He wanted her to recuperate from the previous surgery, to get enough strength to face the next. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also now believe that He gave her time to spend with her family, precious time together with us and to enjoy that time. To be able to come here to Perth with a peace of mind and not worry about a second operation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I believe God is able and I know this because He loves us even if sometimes we don't understand how He is loving us.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I love Natasha Bedingfield. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;center&gt;Release your inhibitions&lt;br /&gt;Feel the rain on your skin&lt;br /&gt;No one else can feel it for you&lt;br /&gt;Only you can let it in&lt;br /&gt;No one else, no one else&lt;br /&gt;Can speak the words on your lips&lt;br /&gt;Drench yourself in words unspoken&lt;br /&gt;Live your life with arms wide open&lt;br /&gt;Today is where your book begins&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "Unwritten"&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think tomorrow I will let the rain patter on my skin. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;I feel &lt;i&gt;refreshed&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-687463353413126624?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/687463353413126624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=687463353413126624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/687463353413126624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/687463353413126624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2009/06/joseph-just-linked-me-to-this-wonderful.html' title=''/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-8424090162103038246</id><published>2009-06-18T08:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T08:55:15.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Did you know, I had a terrifying dream last night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt that I'd PEED ON MY ELECTRIC BLANKET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It' not funny, okay?! (Alright, maybe it's a little bit funny) but if it were to really happen... oh god I'd have been electrocuted. Eeeeurgh. x____x Then again, I love my electric blanket too much to get rid of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh it's raining outside, and I gotta get to ISO before 10.00. The latest bus comes at 9:35 am, approx so... guess I better start moving then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sighs* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling so drained lately. Why must my friends not like each other? ;A; &lt;small&gt;M-maybe I shouldn't have struck up a friendship with her...&lt;/small&gt; Now it feels as if the whole group is avoiding me cos I'm the only one who can tahan her. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;And that OTHER thing. GEEZ. NATO much? (Thanks Sarah, for that phrase! I love it! XDDDDD) Oh, whatever. S'easier to fantasize about it than to actually live it. Hahahaha!&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom's starting to think about having the surgery in Singapore. Definitely the better choice since SG's doctors have better experience than the doctors in JB. But the cost is staggering. It's about ... 22k in Singapore (SGD, mind you) while it's only about 10k in JB (That one's MYR) so, in effect, it's almost 5.5 : 1 difference!!! X___________X &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's not like my dad's doing super well in his job or anything. Apparently his company has a case of embezzlement. Blargh. At this rate, I'll probably choose Perth over Melbourne. (Haha, I still haven't decided yet. It's always a fine line between these two.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There may even be a chance of me stopping my studies here in Ozzie, but I doubt that. S'not viable for my parents to waste 13k plus on a year here for me to return and study in SG. |DDDDDD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it may be, I just hope she comes out safe and alive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-8424090162103038246?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8424090162103038246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=8424090162103038246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/8424090162103038246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/8424090162103038246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2009/06/did-you-know-i-had-terrifying-dream.html' title=''/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-1646458450641760788</id><published>2009-06-13T16:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T16:25:01.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In response to the recent event, my dad says ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"The Lord giveth and the Lord taketh away ... your casino winnings I mean."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How apt. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;Goddamn bicycle stealers. *grumbles*&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sighs* My mom's gotta go to surgery again. Goddamn tumor's back. Urgh. Surgery in SG isn't cheap either. Looks like she'll have to do it in JB... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;Will be praying every day...&lt;/small&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-1646458450641760788?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/1646458450641760788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=1646458450641760788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/1646458450641760788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/1646458450641760788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2009/06/in-response-to-recent-event-my-dad-says.html' title=''/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-5962788903878932388</id><published>2009-06-07T13:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T13:37:10.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG I CAN'T BELIEVE IT LOLOOOOOOOOOLOLOLOLOLOL &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN'T BELIEVE WHAT HAPPENED OMG LOLOLOLOLOLOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*deep breathes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY. Here's the thing. My parents are currently in Perth for holiday and they're going back tonight. What I have been doing lately is that I've been spending my weekends with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in essence, I've been playing tourist on my weekends (ignoring my tests huuuurrr), and just yesterday we visited a &lt;i&gt;casino&lt;/i&gt;. OMG, I KNOW RIGHT. I've never been to a casino before so all my impressions of them are from CSI. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And omg, it IS a lot like the casinos in Las Vegas. Dark lighting plus velvet floors and various shady characters plus desperate addicted gamblers equals one heck of a casino. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, we were just there to look around the place and 'experience' what is it like to be in a casino in Australia. Then slowly my parents gave into the temptation of spending 10 dollars on a slot machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUESS WHAT OMGGGGGG I still can't believe this happened--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not actually old enough to play in a casino (One more year and I can walk in legally) but my dad let me choose a machine and feed in the money. It's some sort of ... oriental dice thingy-- IDK it made me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent like 10 minutes trying to figure out how to work the machine; up to the point where we repeatedly pressed the 'bet' button (LOL). Then my smart dad finally figured out which button to press to start the 6 dice rolling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG WE WON 150 DOLLARS!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AKDSHIOQUWIEUOQJKWHEJKH@UOADHSJHW!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS SO BEGINNER'S LUCK HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We immediately cashed in the chips hurhruhurhurhru so in total, we got back 155 dollars! 5 dollars went to pay the parking fare (parking in Australia causes lots of headaches and empty pockets) while we split 50-50-50.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO NOW I HAVE 50 AUD I CAN SPEND WITHOUT A CONSCIENCE. THAT'S &lt;b&gt;57 SGD&lt;/b&gt; OR &lt;b&gt;RM 138&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLY CANNOLI AHSDJJHGWQEYUQYDIASDGHWGE!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The irony is, my parents brought me to the casino to teach me the DANGERS and guess what? I'm walking away with 50 dollars in my pocket. HEEHEEHEE &lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Course, this doesn't mean I'm gonna be a gambler. |DDDDD)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-5962788903878932388?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/5962788903878932388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=5962788903878932388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/5962788903878932388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/5962788903878932388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2009/06/omg-omg-omg-omg-omg-i-cant-believe-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-4230712610943986481</id><published>2009-06-04T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T00:05:32.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another big event has happened and that's why I'm blogging again. (Will also use this chance to update on what I've been up to lately.) I won't tell every small detail about what happened here because dude, not my life and not yours parker-nose ('Cept for certain ones who read this XD) so you just get my version of my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if it's boring, but that's just it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To H, (I suddenly feel so cool using initials |D) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let the thing that happened between you and GR get you down okay? I know you cared for him, but frankly when you talked to me about him, you didn't seem that into him. Not like how a person would feel for a boyfriend (I hesitate to say lover). So I can safely say, let this be another event in your life that shapes your character. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, remember something important, BROS BEFORE HOS. (We are bros yes.) OR IF YOU PREFER, boys may come and go, but sisters are forever. XD /CHEESY yes you may brick me. &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To A,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe. Really. You have no idea how pissed I am at you now. You may not know the implications of what you did and I see reason in your decision BUT IT STILL FRIGGING HURT MY FEELINGS OKAY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sorry to those who I exploded to about this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To S &amp; S,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys have no idea how much I miss the famiglia. I keep looking around the college campus, seeing all these awesome places we could hang out and have our lunch or just be cool. I want to bring you to the shopping malls here and watch movies with salty popcorn (Ok, maybe not salty popcorn). I want us to complain about the teachers we get, or exclaim how easy this is compared to Singapore (I'm not kidding). I want to discuss travel possibilities to Melbourne or Sydney. I want to experience being only a bike's ride away from each other's houses and the chance of being spontaneous and have picnics at beaches or shiver together in the cold autumn air. But most of all I wanna be able to laugh again like I laughed last time. I missed that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously it's not gonna happen. But I can't help thinking about it. *shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Cell Group disbanded last Friday. I feel kinda lost. There were a few tears, but not as much as I expected. XD We talked about everyone's traits and apparently to them, I'm young. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pure in their eyes and I have a lot of growing ahead of me-- not that they're saying I'm immature or anything. Hard to explain. But it made me really happy with myself. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's a shout out to my Cell Group! I LOVE YOU GUYS! You will always be in my heart, you were like the Pepsi substitute for the Coca Cola of my friends back home and I'll never forget you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for making me interested and passionate about faith and God again. Without you guys, I doubt I'd have known God as I do now. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My current friends here in Perth--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I don't like you. I just don't feel like my true self around you. I often find myself putting on a fake front (I hate how emo this seems but it's the truth) for you guys. I don't think I could ever confide in you guys but hey it's expected, right? We've only known each other for 5 months. (: Still you guys are the best 5 months friends one could ever ask for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for ice-skating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents and little brother are here for a 10 day vacation! Stayed with them over the long weekend (4 days WHOOOOHOOO) and visited some of Perth's attractions. Awesomeeee! Can't wait to stay with them this weekend~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's finally been proven! I really really crave chocolate when I'm friendsick. YES I COINED A WORD. FRIENDSICK. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, running out of things to talk about. Tired from the earlier explosion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm finally being struck by homesickness and friendsickness all at once. Lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-4230712610943986481?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/4230712610943986481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=4230712610943986481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/4230712610943986481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/4230712610943986481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2009/06/another-big-event-has-happened-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-5783061289537544926</id><published>2009-05-21T02:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T02:27:06.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright, I've been sticking to Twitter long enough! It's time to start blogging again. Important events demand a space of their own. I won't promise I'll blog a lot, but ... some things have happened that I think...has changed my state of mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't realise it before but I tend to keep everything in me, not telling anyone. That's why it shocked me a little when I started crying after Adeline(bless you dear girl) prayed for my mom's recovery. I thought I wasn't affected that much about my mom's operation, but apparently I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why I decided to tell the famiglia about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was never my intention to tell anyone because firstly, I have no idea how they would react. I'm really uncomfortable with the whole awkward, sort of pity thing and I deal with it the way I do best - avoid it all together. Secondly, it happened so fast, the operation was just 3 hours. Poof, in a moment it was over. So... it didn't seem ... worth it? To talk about? Thirdly, I didn't want to seem like a whiner. Ridiculous, I know, in hindsight, but hey I have weird trains of thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But tonight I realise that's all bullshit. Friends are there for YOU. YOU are important in their lives no matter what you might tell yourself. So I believe I need to change. I need to include my friends in the important events of my life because if they affect ME, they affect THEM. And it's the same for them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do want to know any events that affect them, emotionally or physically. Which leads to another amazing event tonight. |D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAZ HAS LOST HER ORAL VIRGINITY. (as said by Sarah; I'm assuming not many people know I changed urls. HEEHEE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRST ONE OUT OF ALL OF US. I would collect that bet if someone had bet against it. XP Then again, Haz has always been attractive. Heehee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kind of shocking, definitely. I mean, I spent a whole combined minute going "WHAT?" at the phone at Shang, Sarah and Haz. Lol. That and a lot of squealing. (It sounds terribly gross!) At the same time it's also one of those "OMG wow I wonder how it feels..." moments. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So right, my advice to you Haz is... Don't rush too fast! If you think he's rushing it, take a stand! (BE A MAN, DO THE RIGHT THING! /shot) Also, maybe... stick with it for a bit longer? If you really really don't feel anything, I suggest you break up. OvO If he really likes you, but you don't like him, you'll be leading him on and that's horrible. D: And IF he doesn't like you and only sees you as a booty call, DUMP HIM LIKE LIGHTNING PLZ. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't let those nice things he do cover up his flaws! There are always other fishes in the sea who can do the exact same thing. :3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About Mirul... Actually, I was shock to learn that. I really really didn't know. Call me dense but YEAH I thought it was all jokes and harmless fun. I had suspicions alright! But... LOL. Wow. Really surprised me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't really say it's all not your fault but then again it's NOT your fault in most parts. It's not your fault he didn't say anything about it. It's not your fault you just don't see him that way enough to initiate something. It's not your fault Golden River is so aggresive. It's not your fault unrequited love exists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So don't feel too bad ok? Just stick to your plan of giving him time to cool off, he can't be mad forever. :S I'll try talking to him to see if I can help smooth things over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing... SMOKING. Yeah you know my stand. And I know what you feel about it. So I won't go on about it (don't wanna be naggy!) BUT. BUT. If you continue the habit, I'm afraid I'm going to have to chase you about it. ;A;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you feel depressed, don't have a smoke! There are always other things to cheer you up! Make smokes your last resort, not your first. Okay? (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wooooo okay that was one long entry! Today is just awesome. It made me realise how much I miss talking to you guys. I'm gonna make sure we can Skype alright? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers and until the next event, I shall be hanging out with Twitter. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-5783061289537544926?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/5783061289537544926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=5783061289537544926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/5783061289537544926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/5783061289537544926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2009/05/alright-ive-been-sticking-to-twitter.html' title=''/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-7836816622438485723</id><published>2009-05-06T22:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T22:22:46.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I click open my messenger list and I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise I don't have anyone I can confide in. Not really anybody at all. Or if I did have someone, they aren't online. Much. Further more, as much as I hate to admit it, the ones I DO want to confide in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just say I can envision the conversation and I can definitely say for sure, it's not gonna help me much. I suppose it's because they're busy. Everytime I attempt a conversation they're busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this the point where people turn around and accuse me of being selfish?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I am. So what? I'm actually tired of- of-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want someone to talk to. Funny how simple that seems right? Not so easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being offline is so freeing. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-7836816622438485723?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/7836816622438485723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=7836816622438485723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/7836816622438485723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/7836816622438485723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-click-open-my-messenger-list-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-7916204501155521643</id><published>2009-04-01T20:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T22:40:34.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's one of the best birthday's I've ever had!! Even though I didn't get to celebrate it with my SG friends, it's still pretty awesome. &lt;3&lt;3&lt;3!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First person who wished me Happy Birthday was beloved &lt;font color="red"&gt;Sarah&lt;/font color&gt; and after that were my team members at 12+ midnight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rukaiya gave me my first Facebook greeting! (Ok I can't list them all-- sorry!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was productive! &lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty much exhausted though, so I shall just let the pictures speak for themselves. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got hugs from so many people!! I think I'm getting addicted to hugs... First person who hugged me was Yazid! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently I spoiled the surprise for me three times though... (Pictures up on Facebook!) but the apple crumble pie was .... MMMMM yummy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00010-2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00010-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Image00010.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I got!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00001-3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00001-3.jpg" border="0" alt="Image00001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homestay parents bought cake for me!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00002-4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00002-4.jpg" border="0" alt="Image00002.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00004-3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00004-3.jpg" border="0" alt="Image00004.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00007-3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00007-3.jpg" border="0" alt="Image00007.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00008-3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00008-3.jpg" border="0" alt="Image00008.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00015-2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00015-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Image00015.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second cake! Bought by Jiahuei and Company! (Q, Cindy and Adeline!! THANKS GUYS! Even if it did taste like toothpaste...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00013-2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00013-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Image00013.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenna smeared by Cindy XD (Jiahuei pictured)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00016-2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00016-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Image00016.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Cell leader is so cute. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00018-2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00018-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Image00018.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00024-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00024-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Image00024.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jiahuei and Adeline!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00025-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00025-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Image00025.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00026-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00026-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Image00026.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cindy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00027-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00027-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Image00027.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us! (Love you guys!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00030-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00030-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Image00030.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00029-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00029-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Image00029.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00028-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00028-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Image00028.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00031-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00031-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Image00031.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it! Lovely birthday!!! &gt;W&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-7916204501155521643?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/7916204501155521643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=7916204501155521643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/7916204501155521643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/7916204501155521643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2009/04/todays-one-of-best-birthdays-ive-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-7907294437644586571</id><published>2009-03-24T20:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T20:51:05.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TWO MORE WEEEEEEEEEEKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I actually failed in my self-discipline and decided to ask, no &lt;i&gt;beg&lt;/i&gt;, for a ticket home during the April holidays. It's gonna be a rocking 2 and-a-bit weeks, YEAH! (And that ticket will be my birthday present from my parents. RM1200+ OTL Guess that's what happens when you book a flight last minute. OTL||)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only regrets I have is that I won't be able to attend the Easter Carnival held by the Church and Passion Camp. ): (And I heard people get sick from all the chocolate they get for Easter; I won't get sick from chocolates. )): )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday's coming next week!! Ah!! I know it's nothing I should be &lt;i&gt;so&lt;/i&gt; excited about, but it means &lt;i&gt;I can learn how to drive&lt;/i&gt;. I have to start with &lt;u&gt;Undang&lt;/u&gt; first (5 HOUR COURSE IN MALAY. Gonna read a book ahaha.) before actually getting to the practical/theory test but my mom says I can finish that in December. WOOTS! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the moment I learn how to drive would be the moment when I can finally acknowledge I have passed the threshold of teenage years. I know, I'm still in my teens age-wise, but it's all dependent on how you view adulthood, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe you have to lose your innocence to be an adult, neither do you have to be above 20 to be one. (Many people above 20 are still pretty much kids.) Learning how to drive is like a huge line for me; one that divides children from maturity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I understand driving won't always make you responsible, but it certainly can give you a lot of responsibility. At the very least, I won't be treated like a kid anymore. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hafta say I guess that's what's been bothering me on a fundamental level since early childhood. I realise I tend to strive for the top; aim for the best and be practically one of those lifeless children whose notable for their awesome achievements and young deaths. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't sound very plausible, let me say this first. It's a feeling I get, that everyone's looking down on me. This term 'everyone' is rather subjective. It can mean absolutely everyone-- or no one at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, my parents. It's normal for parents to want their kids to excel in everything, right? I think I used to believe that and more when I was way young. So I'd work so very damn hard, aiming for the top in class. I'll imagine my parents being incredibly disappointed if I didn't get the scores -- those sort of things. But that was only in my mind; my parents aren't the kind who'll bring out the cane if my marks fell below 70%. I just let myself believe that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's exactly that sort of thing that's pushing me now. I get weird feelings that my friends will be disappointed in me if I don't achieve the best in life or that they simply won't be friends with me just because I'm &lt;i&gt;boring&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;useless&lt;/i&gt; and nothing I do is worth their attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really sucks to feel that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Augh, and I get random episodes of paranoia. I'd classify it under extreme paranoia but it might be an overstatement. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently feeling that my friends here in Perth don't ... really ... act like my friends? I... I don't know. Maybe my friends in Singapore/Malaysia have set the bar too high. Maybe my expectations are too high. Or yeah, maybe I'm paranoid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez, it's hard putting these feelings in words, no? I guess I'm not very happy these days. But I'm not upset or anything! It's just like an amplified state of limbo. Everything's zombified for me. My words fall out of my mouth like pieces of lint; it's there, but nobody really cares about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, if you've read past all that self-pity garbage, have a gander at my birthday list!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;Things Hazel wants for her birthday:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font size&gt;&lt;/font color&gt; (In no order whatsover)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="blue"&gt;1. Book vouchers&lt;/font color&gt; (Times, Borders, Popular even!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="blue"&gt;2. Terry Pratchett books:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;small&gt;- The Last Continent&lt;br /&gt;  - Monstrous Regiment&lt;br /&gt;  - Jingo&lt;br /&gt;  - Maskerade&lt;br /&gt;  - The Truth&lt;br /&gt;  - Pyramids&lt;br /&gt;  - Mort&lt;br /&gt;  - Sourcery&lt;br /&gt;  - Wyrd Sisters&lt;br /&gt;  - Carpe Jugulum&lt;br /&gt;  - Equal Rites&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/font color&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="blue"&gt;3. The Art of Discworld&lt;/font color&gt; (Terry Pratchett, Paul Kidby)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="blue"&gt;4. Good Omens&lt;/font color&gt; (Terry Pratchett, Neil Gaiman)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;[Okay, honestly, anything to do with Discworld would make me /really/ happy. XD]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="blue"&gt;5. Flag pins!&lt;/font color&gt; &gt;W&lt; I loved the Italy and Germany one-- C-can I have a China and Russia one? &gt;W&gt; (But any Hetalia flag would do. &lt;3&lt;3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;Anything related to Hetalia will definitely make me squeal.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="blue"&gt;6. Birthday cards or notes&lt;/font color&gt; will make me explode -- in the good way of course. &lt;small&gt;(If you can manage to send it by mail, I'll /implode/.)&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="blue"&gt;7. Prismacolor Pencils (24 pack)&lt;/font color&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Any one of &lt;font color="blue"&gt;Shaun Tan&lt;/font color&gt;'s picture books http://www.shauntan.net/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="blue"&gt;9. Sketchbook&lt;/font color&gt; (Smaller than A4 please! :3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't expect this list to be filled anytime soon! (Because what I want is so expensive. OTL) But I shall leave it here so that I can buy them for myself (life goal!!)~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-7907294437644586571?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/7907294437644586571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=7907294437644586571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/7907294437644586571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/7907294437644586571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2009/03/two-more-weeeeeeeeeeks.html' title=''/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-4420711122264530440</id><published>2009-03-02T13:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T14:08:12.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes I wish I could delete the past. For example, this blog's entries. But then again, I &lt;i&gt;am&lt;/i&gt; pretty lazy. O: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what a non sequitor! (Sequiter? I'm not so good at spelling nowadays.) I suspect, gone are the days when I could type like mad about the most inane things in life; now all I can do is type half way, then throw it all in the metaphoric bin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the move to Australia is finally taking its toll on me. I've been saying for ages that it doesn't affect me. People ask me if I miss my family and I answer honestly, "Not much." If I were to say that again now, I believe it'll still be the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying I'm a cold heartless bastard who doesn't care what happens to her family but it doesn't really feel much different here than at home. I still talk to my parents (my mom mostly) online once every few days -- infact I feel as if I'm speaking more now than at home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't interact with my brother at all, either back home or now -- so not much difference. I guess the hugest change of all concerns my little brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's growing up pretty quickly (He has his own handphone now and he can take public transport all by himself) and I'm not there to see him. I always thought I'd be the one who teaches him how to take the bus and MRT and stuff like that. Haha, maybe he's like me? I tend to learn by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always prided on my ability to be independent, regardless of the situation. Perhaps that's one of the reasons why I chose to come to Australia. I wouldn't have 'died' in Singapore, in the JC system of course and I think... I think I use the excuse of Foundation being one year compared to JC's two years as a front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I bitten off more than I can chew? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find myself not able to gel quite naturally with people here. I mean, of course, I consider them my friends! But that doesn't mean I get to confide into them my deep innermost thoughts! And I also have this vague feeling that everyone's separated into their mini-groups and I'm not included. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pffft, I'm not talking about not having anyone to eat lunch with; it's not that sort of thing. It's more like... A lot of people actually came here with people whom they know from their previous school. Do you get what I mean? Hm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Labour Day holiday today, and there's nothing to do. Ahah. Initially we were supposed to go to the beach, but Adeline said she had to study for ELACS structured essay test. Mine's on Thursday. The worse thing about this holiday is that &lt;i&gt;none&lt;/i&gt; of the shops are open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which means I can't go to the local bookstore and browse there. D:!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-4420711122264530440?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/4420711122264530440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=4420711122264530440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/4420711122264530440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/4420711122264530440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2009/03/sometimes-i-wish-i-could-delete-past.html' title=''/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-105538239639170995</id><published>2009-02-22T00:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T01:02:03.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woohoo! I got a secondhand bicycle for only 30 bucks! I'm gonna start cycling to school everyday! How cool is that? I get to have exercise and fulfil a life-long dream. =P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've started on our first practicals in Chem and Biology! Biology's got to do with animal cells and plant cells and all that stuff. I have to say... IT'S AMAZING. I can actually see my own skin cells!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back home it's so rare when you suceed at seeing! Oof, definitely a wonderful experience. However... I did have an accident. ): We were putting away the sharp scalpels (used to cut onion epithelial layers) when I felt a sharp pain in my thumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scalpel actually cut through the safety covering and poked my skin. Blargh. The cut is small but it still hurt. =A= &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing that happened was when I was wheeling in my bike, and my pants got caught in rose thorns. Vicious!! I was wearing jeans and the thorns still managed to scratch my skin!! Yeowch! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, today was the Zion Food Fest! It's like a food carnivale and it's awesome. So many delicious Malaysian/Asian food! I even got tempted to try the ice kachang, and I don't &lt;i&gt;ever&lt;/i&gt; eat ice kachang. (Of course finishing it was another matter altogether...) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, the tests are starting to come up.... Human Biology and Accounting on Monday, a presentation on Earthquakes on Tuesday, Applicable Maths test on Thursday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like life's gonna get busy from now on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-105538239639170995?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/105538239639170995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=105538239639170995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/105538239639170995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/105538239639170995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2009/02/woohoo-i-got-secondhand-bicycle-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-8633866494692505632</id><published>2009-02-14T23:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T00:18:11.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Operation Phoenix is in session!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you MASSIVELY, Tee Wai, for helping me with the codes! &lt;3&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I've decided to move every RL post from my livejournal to here! Because I need to separate my fangirly posts from my serious posts. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so right now, I'm gonna copy paste whatever I wrote in my LJ which was relevant and then I'm gonna put up pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feb 6th -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why yes! I'm posting! LOL. Okai, recent news: Due to peer pressure, I've reopened my facebook account. XD So you guys can go find me if you know my real name and stuffs. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First week of school over! I must say I like this new system better. Even if the subjects are an hour and 45 mins each, I find I'm not tired one bit. (Except Chemistry -- but in my defense the teacher is revising topics I've learnt before AND his voice can make anyone fall asleep.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it so refreshing that I only have 5 subjects! HAHA! (6 classes though, English is split into two) I do sort of regret not taking History though... T'would be quite nice studying Australian History. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, I find Accounting absolutely exciting! XD Hah... I kind of wish I could take more subjects. But that'll be a deathwish!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, (after Chemistry) Applicable Maths has got to be the hardest subject. UGH. It's like Emaths but not really? I'm used to using Amaths methods to get answers, but the teacher wants us to go step by step. And some of those steps, I've never learned before! T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I do hear the Calculus people complaining ... so I'm lucky I swapped Calculus...? LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was being stupid also when I rushed to buy new books. So many cheap second-hand books for sale!! But I redeemed my stupidity when I bought a really good Graphic calculator for only $70. Original price in Aussie dollars is 180AUD and I hear they're selling it for RM 400 in M'sia. Hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also bought the Chem txtbook for $30 and the original price was $75+! HOHO I FEEL DELIGHTED. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I shall venture to Perth City (an hour away from my home!) and check out the Army Surplus store for boots! And, I shall bring my camera along and start snapping pics! I owe you guys a lot of pictures. XD;; I also need to get a hat and sunglasses. OTL. What else do I need... get the autoload form...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the beach with Michelle, Loreen, Joseph, Simon and Shawn! This time it was cloudy rather than sunny so -- it was super cold. Finally went swimming and got &lt;i&gt;trashed&lt;/i&gt; by the waves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously! I wouldn't be surprised if I woke up tomorrow with bruises all over. But I think Joseph got the brunt of the power -- we saw him &lt;i&gt;literally&lt;/i&gt; get tossed about like a rag doll and he PRACTICALLY rolled up the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....I couldn't stop laughing. OTL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perth city pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00071.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00071.jpg" border="0" alt="Image00071.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entrance to my college&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00056.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00056.jpg" border="0" alt="Image00056.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random cathedral. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00055.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00055.jpg" border="0" alt="Image00055.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay street!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00047.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00047.jpg" border="0" alt="Image00047.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;London Court!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00048.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00048.jpg" border="0" alt="Image00048.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entrance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00049.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00049.jpg" border="0" alt="Image00049.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00051.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00051.jpg" border="0" alt="Image00051.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00053.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00053.jpg" border="0" alt="Image00053.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00033.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00033.jpg" border="0" alt="Image00033.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scientology! O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00023.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00023.jpg" border="0" alt="Image00023.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The city!~ Takes me an hour to get there ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00018-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00018-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Image00018.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sea! *0*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00009-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00009-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Image00009.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curtin University! &lt;small&gt;&lt;strike&gt;S-so ugly.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00008-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00008-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Image00008.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vickery Houses~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00004-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00004-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Image00004.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside a bus. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00002-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00002-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Image00002.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The street outside my homestay house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/?action=view&amp;current=Image00001.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/crazyivan22/Image00001.jpg" border="0" alt="Image00001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty sky! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's all folks! Up next might be my cloudy beach photos. No guarantees! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-8633866494692505632?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8633866494692505632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=8633866494692505632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/8633866494692505632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/8633866494692505632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2009/02/operation-phoenix-is-in-session-thank.html' title=''/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-3276742278828792508</id><published>2009-02-14T21:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T21:39:31.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WORK IN PROGRESS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{REVIVING BLOG - AFFIRMATIVE}}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't pee in your pants, people! ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-3276742278828792508?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/3276742278828792508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=3276742278828792508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/3276742278828792508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/3276742278828792508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2009/02/work-in-progress-reviving-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-1793812482790972502</id><published>2008-05-04T15:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T15:10:55.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PAISEH</title><content type='html'>Urk, now I am feeling very guilty for suddenly ditching this blog. &gt;__&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paiseh, paiseh, sorry, sorry m(__ __)m&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will not be posting here any longer tho, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I've got nothing left to post about. Sorry sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be starting a cosplay blog with mah &lt;strike&gt;ukes&lt;/strike&gt; peeps tho. Maybe I'll even release the address here. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then I realise how embarrassed that is gonna make me, so TOO BAD. Hurhurhur.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-1793812482790972502?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/1793812482790972502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=1793812482790972502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/1793812482790972502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/1793812482790972502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2008/05/paiseh.html' title='PAISEH'/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-6287867192025143642</id><published>2008-01-10T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T21:14:26.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;300th post! *showers celebratory confetti* \0/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah, costume and wig is causing a huge headache. @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus school is really bringing my spirit down. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coupled with the recent viral infection, life is hell. *sobs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-6287867192025143642?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/6287867192025143642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=6287867192025143642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/6287867192025143642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/6287867192025143642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2008/01/300th-post-showers-celebratory-confetti.html' title=''/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-6784911363563113416</id><published>2008-01-06T11:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T11:45:26.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH YEA Gonna order costume soon!! YAY *SO EXCITED*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOY, HERE I COME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately I might not make it for CF or Coscon. )):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-6784911363563113416?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/6784911363563113416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=6784911363563113416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/6784911363563113416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/6784911363563113416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2008/01/oh-yea-gonna-order-costume-soon-yay-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-1207418117476318966</id><published>2008-01-01T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T19:37:37.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY NEW YEAR GUYS! :DDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new year day was sucky, but I hope yours wasn't! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And many many thanks to those who sms-ed me &gt;w&lt; really cheered me up! Although, I don't think you'll visit my blog, lol thanks anyways! Sorry I can't reply by sms. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In chronological order:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edrei! FIRST ONE TO SMS! LOL Thanks! And also for the random reminder for Astro. X3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yushang! Shangshang! Your message really made me laugh abit! &gt;w&lt; Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shao Hua! LOL Yes, no longer have to be guilty for watching *ahem* age restricted shows ;DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah! OH GOSH HANNAH DON'T TAKE THE PILLL THINK OF GOKUDERA! XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derek! AHAHA! Didn't recognise the number at first! XDD Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK! Now I'm refreshed and ready to start 2008 again! XDD Ooooh I hate chinese homework.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-1207418117476318966?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/1207418117476318966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=1207418117476318966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/1207418117476318966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/1207418117476318966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-new-year-guys-dddddddd-my-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-1155689627771373117</id><published>2007-12-29T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T17:27:49.176+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portal again'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weighted companion cube'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plushies'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just realised the Weighted Companion Cube's color matches my blogskin nicely. BWAHAHAHAH! &gt;DDD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok, any way, I've decided to make 4 plushies(one for me, one for Shao Hua, one for Justin and one for Derek [because they're the only Portal players I know. lol. Maybe one more if I can force my cousin/brother/father to play. Nyehehe.])&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately this is going to be difficult ech. Gonna go SG and find materials I guess... x__x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-1155689627771373117?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/1155689627771373117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=1155689627771373117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/1155689627771373117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/1155689627771373117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2007/12/ddd-ok-any-way-ive-decided-to-make-4.html' title=''/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-3762471308124645269</id><published>2007-12-29T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T17:23:41.721+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homgihavesomuchtime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weighted companion cube'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ilusomuch'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/R3YRXa9VgII/AAAAAAAAAWM/c-Lg16JYCB4/s1600-h/Companion_Cube-20071016-095205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149322318015987842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/R3YRXa9VgII/AAAAAAAAAWM/c-Lg16JYCB4/s320/Companion_Cube-20071016-095205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It compels me.....I need to make 4 plushiesss....OBEY MY FRIEND......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm.....Cake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-3762471308124645269?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/3762471308124645269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=3762471308124645269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/3762471308124645269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/3762471308124645269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2007/12/it-compels-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/R3YRXa9VgII/AAAAAAAAAWM/c-Lg16JYCB4/s72-c/Companion_Cube-20071016-095205.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-648095365602702050</id><published>2007-12-24T09:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T10:01:44.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*stiffles a squeal* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just saw Watanuki with LONG HAIR! &lt;3333 Plus, he looks AWESOME in Tsubasa style. &lt;333!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, right, photos coming up. &gt;.&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-648095365602702050?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/648095365602702050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=648095365602702050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/648095365602702050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/648095365602702050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2007/12/stiffles-squeal-i-just-saw-watanuki.html' title=''/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-1910991917420887476</id><published>2007-12-23T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T14:48:56.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahahah, for once, I start blogging again, now no-one reads anymore. Issit because of the pinkness? C'MON PEOPLE, BE A (WO)MAN! Face it, pink is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I'm not good at blogging anymore. T^T Cheh, before you know it, I'm gonna set a password and see how many people wants the passcode. =d&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-1910991917420887476?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/1910991917420887476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=1910991917420887476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/1910991917420887476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/1910991917420887476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2007/12/ahahah-for-once-i-start-blogging-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-8673185415693978513</id><published>2007-12-22T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T19:34:04.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ohhhh I'm reading Tsubasa Chronicles now(yes, after avoiding it for...personal reasons. &gt;.&gt; Fai lured me back hee..! And also, I heard of Kurogane's self-mutilation *gasp* will CLAMP stop at nothing?!? TT_TT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wooo! And I just discovered FINALLY they included Hikaru from Angelic Layer. I was wondering when!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, that was random. Nevermind, uh, I shall leave you guys with Cat!Gumshoe because Gumshoe is the bestest bestest chara ever. Less than 3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/R2z17a9VgHI/AAAAAAAAAUk/ulJyZ9abUks/s1600-h/gumshoecat.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146758875375304818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/R2z17a9VgHI/AAAAAAAAAUk/ulJyZ9abUks/s320/gumshoecat.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-8673185415693978513?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8673185415693978513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=8673185415693978513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/8673185415693978513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/8673185415693978513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2007/12/ohhhh-im-reading-tsubasa-chronicles.html' title=''/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/R2z17a9VgHI/AAAAAAAAAUk/ulJyZ9abUks/s72-c/gumshoecat.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-8233325246809496904</id><published>2007-12-22T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T14:06:24.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ASDLLKSADJKL I'M SO GLAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished my History homework!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*goes and celebrates*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woots! Man, that 1,601 words cost me two days. =___=||&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, there was supposed to be a post before this...uh....nevermind. &gt;.&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-8233325246809496904?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8233325246809496904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=8233325246809496904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/8233325246809496904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/8233325246809496904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2007/12/asdllksadjkl-im-so-glad-i-just-finished.html' title=''/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-9188267598029866231</id><published>2007-12-20T12:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T14:08:04.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GREETINGS EVERYONE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just returned from mah Korea trip and unfortunately, I do not have souveniers. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOWEVER, I have pictures and I hope that'll be enough. =D There isn't any crack in there tho. DD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm now, the Korea trip was VERY much different from my Beijing/Japan trips. I must say that Korea's tour is more of a uh, how to say... fun-type rather than an educational-type like Beijing and Japan. (Man, there are a lot of temples and palaces in Beijing/Japan. @.@)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While it is a nice break, it wasn't very exciting. ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, pictures are gonna come in later, and not in chronological order, coz there were liek, 4 cameras. LOL. And I got lazy on the second day and didn't take much. :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Eeeeek. I hafta get work on Gyakusai_Swap and HOMEWORK!!! *pants panic-kly*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: This was supposed to come before my Hist announcement, but I got busy &gt;.&gt; Um. Will promise pics tho!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-9188267598029866231?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/9188267598029866231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=9188267598029866231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/9188267598029866231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/9188267598029866231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2007/12/greetings-everyone-ive-just-returned.html' title=''/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-2668561321921312566</id><published>2007-12-13T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T22:13:11.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/R2E90Jw_wpI/AAAAAAAAAUc/V22kOhssQYM/s1600-h/pic+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/R2E90Jw_wpI/AAAAAAAAAUc/V22kOhssQYM/s320/pic+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143460215617733266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post speaks for itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=d&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;OVER NINE THOUSAAAAAAND....!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-2668561321921312566?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/2668561321921312566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=2668561321921312566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/2668561321921312566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/2668561321921312566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2007/12/this-post-speaks-for-itself.html' title=''/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/R2E90Jw_wpI/AAAAAAAAAUc/V22kOhssQYM/s72-c/pic+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-5971863267557808063</id><published>2007-12-10T00:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T00:17:00.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow this blogskin really works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHOHOHO I JUST REALISED TITLES ARE NOT NEEDED! Then I become sad because my awesome witty titles no longer can be seen. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, time to update my life because some nosy people seem to like digging into my private everyday doings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, I've had my '02 chalet, RMUN chalet, uhh been lazing around the house, trying desperately to finish my homework, Beijing trip aaaand changed my plans for '08 EOY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hum. This holiday's a busy one, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Korea trip coming up as well as the end of holidays. MY HOMEWOORRKK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH GAWD O LEVEEELLLSSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHDSAKLDKLJS MY FUTUUUREEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh, have I mentioned how much I love British accents and graceful music? God, I love you Simon Webb. *___*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-5971863267557808063?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/5971863267557808063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=5971863267557808063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/5971863267557808063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/5971863267557808063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2007/12/wow-this-blogskin-really-works.html' title=''/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-1061176543437301082</id><published>2007-12-10T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T00:10:33.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*pulls party poppers*</title><content type='html'>YAAAAAAAY LOOKIT A NEW BLOGSKIN! &lt;3! (Man, I wish this was gmail chat or something.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FEATURING~~ MY FAVOURITE JE BOY~! &lt;33 (Yes it's a boy shaddap don't hate him coz he likes pink hate him coz he's definitely prettier than you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uchi Hiroki raburabu!&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know he's back from the suspension? Yay~! Ok I know this is old news but whatev! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, the other guy in the pics is Ryo-chan, he's obligatory coz he's Uchi's bff plus he makes Uchi seem taller than he really is. Not that he needs that illusion rofl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does this mean I may blog regularly now? Let's hope Uchi makes a good motivator for me. =d &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hohoho if this one doesn't work, I might just go find Teppei, my favourite non-JE boy. BWAHAHAHAHA! &gt;DDDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-1061176543437301082?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/1061176543437301082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=1061176543437301082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/1061176543437301082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/1061176543437301082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2007/12/pulls-party-poppers.html' title='*pulls party poppers*'/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-7560871958224240752</id><published>2007-12-09T23:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T23:45:43.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This blog was supposed to be abandoned.</title><content type='html'>Yeeees. Uh. Stay right with me. I'm finally gonna change my blogskin. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, it will not be another masterpiece made by moi as I believe I'm too lazy/not free/too tired to do it as well as the fact my art sucks big time right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-7560871958224240752?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/7560871958224240752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=7560871958224240752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/7560871958224240752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/7560871958224240752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2007/12/this-blog-was-supposed-to-be-abandoned.html' title='This blog was supposed to be abandoned.'/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-3091146960470277772</id><published>2007-12-09T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T23:35:13.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What. Quizilla.</title><content type='html'>Ok, you know what? I just visited this old, old, ooold site that I used to go obsessively and I now cringe in utter disgust. I can't believe how horrible my preteen self was. Ngahrahraharha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again I start laughing because, seriously, my grammar was horrible and there was blatant Mary-Sue-ing and god knows how many more horrendous things are in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the funny thing is, it used to be &lt;i&gt;popular&lt;/i&gt;. How else would I keep writing on? I mean, even NOW, I discover there are unread messages in my inbox telling me to &lt;b&gt;continue&lt;/b&gt; my &lt;i&gt;wonderful&lt;/i&gt; stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I puked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm kinda proud of myself. Being able to attract so many readers(awful as they may be)...lol. And worse of all, if I remembered correctly, I &lt;i&gt;plaigarised&lt;/i&gt;. Ok, not really copy and paste but the idea was still there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I really hate my 12 year-old self. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;No&lt;/i&gt;, I am not going to give you my username. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-3091146960470277772?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/3091146960470277772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=3091146960470277772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/3091146960470277772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/3091146960470277772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2007/12/what-quizilla.html' title='What. Quizilla.'/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-3920769814002665893</id><published>2007-10-31T19:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T20:01:02.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OH YA.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ATTENTION PEOPLE WHO BLOGHOP OVER HERE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;(I'm watching you Melissa!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't judge me by the way I blog! I SWEAR I'M A NICE PERSON WHO IS NOT WEIRD. &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ahem*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-3920769814002665893?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/3920769814002665893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=3920769814002665893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/3920769814002665893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/3920769814002665893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2007/10/oh-ya.html' title='OH YA.'/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-8927671277786693194</id><published>2007-10-31T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T19:54:47.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M LOVED.</title><content type='html'>HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAY GUYS WAZZUP IS ANYONE READING THIS NOW? LOL &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, to tell the truth, I was ready to give up on this blog already. :/ I keep on wanting to change my blogskin to something else, but I'm &lt;i&gt;just too lazy&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UGH. I don't like myself sometimes. :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[EGO] BUT WHO CARES I'M LOVED LOLOLOLOL HAHA SUCKERS [/EGO]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok that was mean. BUT I HAD TO GET IT OUT OF MY SYSTEM! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because, because, I posted something this morning on this forum I joined, and I was so scared they wouldn't like it but they DID like it and now I'm bursting with happiness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO I HAVE CONCLUDED THAT ONLY FANGIRLING WILL GET ME TO WRITE BLOGPOSTS. Thus, I'm terribly sorry for people who came here to read thoughtful blog posts with sympathetic pleas to help the endangered goat or whatever. (HAHA!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW: The start of holidays and I'm already dieing. x_x Third week of November is gonna be HELL I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12th - 13th: Chemistry Podcast Workshop (Nonsense I tell you! But still I wanna go ;^;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12th &amp; 14th: Choir dates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15th: Choir ROD! (Wooots!! Altho it'll be at Ms Lee's condo =m=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12th - 14th: '02 Class Chalet (LIKE HELL I'M MISSING THIS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14th - 16th: Science Team Camp (WOOO I'M ORGANISING! WATCH OUT ICEBREAKER GROUPS!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea. In a bit of a dilemna. x_______________x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a happy Halloween guys! Don't choke on candy, ya hear me? X3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-8927671277786693194?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8927671277786693194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=8927671277786693194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/8927671277786693194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/8927671277786693194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-loved.html' title='I&apos;M LOVED.'/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-7205751095052950686</id><published>2007-10-03T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T21:15:35.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*woobles*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-7205751095052950686?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/7205751095052950686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=7205751095052950686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/7205751095052950686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/7205751095052950686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2007/10/woobles.html' title=''/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-5083570080686363640</id><published>2007-10-01T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T20:51:56.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;OH BOOGER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hey, I like this font!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-5083570080686363640?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/5083570080686363640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=5083570080686363640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/5083570080686363640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/5083570080686363640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2007/10/oh-booger.html' title=''/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-8730827390230036836</id><published>2007-09-23T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T21:18:39.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PANDECT~! &lt;333 *swoons*</title><content type='html'>Ahahaha *sheepish laughter* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't brick? &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently *ahem* really focusing on my studies. Or trying to. *ahemweakexcuseahem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooooo ANYWAYS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe this blog will be used frequently as a materialistic whining ground for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETC: I NEED LIEK, S$60. LIKE. REALLY &lt;strike&gt;WANT&lt;/strike&gt; NEED IT. UHUH. AND ALSO A PAYPAL ACCOUNT. UM. ANYONE WITH AN EBAY ACCOUNT? Mysingaporeaccountdoesn'treallywork&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHH I WISH I WAS RICH AND OLD. T____T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I wanna order stuff toys over the internet. THIS IS NEW BREAKING GROUND PEOPLE 8DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahah. Ok. I got high after joining this forum and the FIRST PERSON TO WELCOME ME(she/he's so nice :33) IS A GYAKUTARD AS WELL AS A M'SIAN~~~!! &lt;33333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I COULD purchase the toys in m'sian ringgit, but it's expensive like you wouldn't believe. You wanna know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S MYR139++ AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH *headsplodey*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I switched to Sing dollars and heaved a sigh of relief. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y'know....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DO have 100 over dollars...for an Akito cosplay I may never do...since I'm not going EOY 07....because of that stupid Korea trip....hmmm......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSSST. ANYONE GOT PAYPAL ACCOUNT AND WILLING TO USE THEIR ADDRESS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I..I'll PAY. HANDSOMELY. &lt;strike&gt;withdrawings&gt;.&gt;&lt;/strike&gt; 10% COMMISSION, C'MON FIRST COME FIRST SERVE 8DDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ach, who'm I kidding....=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are startin next Tuesday omg. I said I was giving up on narrative but...It's gonna be hard. Really hard. Uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argumentative! &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next CF '08 I swear to god, I am SO gonna cosplay Dahlia, no matter what. Oh gosh, I have a feeling I'll be flamed alot. o____o &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FEEENIEEEE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;What is with comm:boobjection and Gant &amp; rape? o___O???!!&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-8730827390230036836?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8730827390230036836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=8730827390230036836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/8730827390230036836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/8730827390230036836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2007/09/pandect-333-swoons.html' title='PANDECT~! &lt;333 *swoons*'/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-2307966781322230301</id><published>2007-08-26T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T21:07:45.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahaha does anyone even read this blog anymore? &gt;.&gt;</title><content type='html'>I...really am not interested in blogging anymore. &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at least I'll try and revive this..dead blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Common tests are killing me, Amaths, I've gone from loving you to hating you. *hiss* Urrh. English is laughable, I lost faith in chem, History still has hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up! Social Studies, which I may fail. Dunno. SEQ has always been my weak point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bio is so-so for me, borderline pass/fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, e-maths which may actually SLAY me. Ya, Lit... Not so bad I hope. Killer Physics is next along with CHINESE. Ya. Nth to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better news?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've nearly got the amount of money I need for Cosplay EOY. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Booo, will be broke soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-2307966781322230301?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/2307966781322230301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=2307966781322230301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/2307966781322230301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/2307966781322230301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2007/08/ahaha-does-anyone-even-read-this-blog.html' title='Ahaha does anyone even read this blog anymore? &gt;.&gt;'/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-704013729771689164</id><published>2007-08-10T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T23:25:22.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UGH.</title><content type='html'>Aha, oh wow, lookie, an update. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going through my DevArt gallery and I realised...I used to draw really crappy art last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, as opposed to now, where I just draw crap art. Lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Eh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even finish colouring my PW blogskin. *mopesmopesmopes* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did people even visit my Dev page? D: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On other news, OBS next week! Gonna be fun!! Yaaay! It better be worth the $300 I had to pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALSO, I got my older bro hooked on PW! YES! Except I'm really jealous coz he finished it(the first 4 episodes) in two days with MINIMAL FAQ checking. Grah. Well, I guess he played it non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;IknowI'mgoingtoembarassmyselfsomemorebutOMGMILESVISITEDHERE*froths*AHHMILES*frothssomemore*&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say....Does anyone need a Manfred? &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sighs* I have really really REALLY high ambitions. )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, Matsuri cosplay is tomorrow, and I'm not going. If there's another PW cosplay, I'm gonna hang myself like Celeste, I swear. x___x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, for EOY the plan's changed! No longer Karen(battle suit) and no longer Lelouch! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's Akito from Air Gear! Yay! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know I'm indecisive. &gt;.&gt;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;*paws PW somemore*&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-704013729771689164?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/704013729771689164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=704013729771689164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/704013729771689164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/704013729771689164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2007/08/ugh.html' title='UGH.'/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-8343801844278579402</id><published>2007-08-04T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T23:40:19.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coscon</title><content type='html'>AHHH I DIDN'T GO D: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT THERE WAS A PHOENIX WRIGHT COSPLAY TEAM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I DIDN'T SEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAAAARGHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE MILES WAS WEARING AWESOME BOOTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWESOME BOOTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ganked from sgcafe*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/RrSakqLpaWI/AAAAAAAAAUU/Pm3md60F27A/s1600-h/IMG_1233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/RrSakqLpaWI/AAAAAAAAAUU/Pm3md60F27A/s320/IMG_1233.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094867033051982178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOK AT THAT! TAT &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO PROUD YET SO SAD. TwT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;HAHA I WAS THE PIONEER PHOENIX! XDDDDDDDD *egos egos egos*&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I wish I had the power to fly to Otakon because there are so many good Gyakuten cosplayers there. T_____T &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is also the one time I wish was a tall caucasian male with a deep voice. Lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHA *continually geeks about the photo* GODOT! &lt;3333 I haven't even played the 3rd game(which, by the way, is coming out next month!!!)BUT OMG HE LOOKS FREAKIN AWESOME! &lt;3333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-8343801844278579402?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8343801844278579402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=8343801844278579402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/8343801844278579402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/8343801844278579402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2007/08/coscon.html' title='Coscon'/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/RrSakqLpaWI/AAAAAAAAAUU/Pm3md60F27A/s72-c/IMG_1233.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-930465639696781486</id><published>2007-08-04T12:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T13:07:05.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still remember meh? XD</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;"I am ze walking Gatsby advertisement!"&lt;br /&gt;-Knuckles&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh I haven't been online for a looong time because my internet connection broke again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for still tagging!! &gt;w&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, Oral exams was yesterday and yes, the chinese oral was suicidal for me but the English one more than made up for me! &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha ooh I have lost my blogging skillz. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EH EH I suddenly wanna cosplay Phoenix Wright(the game haha) again! Photoshoot photoshoot~~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and and I want someone to cosplay Damon! Eeee! MANFRED! XDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really ... can't blog. Uh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CosCon was today and I didn't go. ;_____;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHOENIXPHOENIXPHOENIXPHOENIX 8DDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-930465639696781486?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/930465639696781486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=930465639696781486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/930465639696781486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/930465639696781486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2007/08/still-remember-meh-xd.html' title='Still remember meh? XD'/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-1759960402086239456</id><published>2007-07-24T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T20:54:50.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Helli Copter ;D</title><content type='html'>I JUST WANNA SAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;READING A PARTICULAR SOMEONE'S COMMENTS ON DEATHLY HALLOWS JUST MADE MY ENTIRE DAY. XDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh LOL.&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;SPOILER PEOPLE!&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;Ahahahah omg I really- *collapses into laughter*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This girl is really better/worse than me. XDDD Ahahaha ok I confess. I didn't really feel anything when certain important people died. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm...not that sensitive, I guess. *shrugs* Lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, YAY! RON AND HERMIONE! &lt;33 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, Harry and Ginny... yuck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still maintain that Harry should have been the tragic hero who died fighting Vol- whoops, I meant You-Know-Who.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or, at the very least turn hermit and only visit Ron and Hermione and scare their kids every Christmas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG JKR!!! She just changed the epilogue into a swamp that will DEFINITELY fester lots and lots and lots of horrible generation fics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine. Albus Severus Potter. I...I have no words. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*COUGHS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quotes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lelola: Oh, come on. Would &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt; want to be named Albus Severus Potter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darkeyed: Don't forget your siblings, James and Lily Potter: The Sequel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spat out my hypothetical drink. XDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH GOSH CAN'T ANYONE FANGIRL THIS WITH MEEEEEE? AND STILL HAVE A DEGREE OF TOLERANCE FOR UHM. &lt;strike&gt;pervy&lt;/strike&gt; HUMOR?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't do that with Clare! SHE'S INNOCENT! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEATHSTICK! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cough*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-1759960402086239456?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/1759960402086239456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=1759960402086239456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/1759960402086239456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/1759960402086239456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2007/07/helli-copter-d.html' title='Helli Copter ;D'/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-1425004386893235034</id><published>2007-07-20T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T20:35:59.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*coughsEGOcoughs*</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;"I'm a nutzist. *smirks*"&lt;br /&gt;- Hazrina on the topic of NUTS.&lt;/i&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;COSFEST WAS AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I COSPLAYED PHOENIX WRIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*foams*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god, GATSBY is super super super super strong. Evidence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from Hannah's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that IS my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/RqCrj_UsgzI/AAAAAAAAAUM/rDInaK4Kly0/s1600-h/DSC00451.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089256213710668594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/RqCrj_UsgzI/AAAAAAAAAUM/rDInaK4Kly0/s320/DSC00451.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So cool huh? Lol. &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;I'M ON COMMUNITY.LIVEJOURNAL.COM/GYAKUTEN_SAIBAN LOLOLOLOLOL *EGOEGOEGO* butilookstewpid.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO. I AM NOT UPLOADING THAT PIC. &gt;.&gt;;; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, up next, photos of my revised Kanaria cosplay. It's better!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-1425004386893235034?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/1425004386893235034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=1425004386893235034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/1425004386893235034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/1425004386893235034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2007/07/coughsegocoughs.html' title='*coughsEGOcoughs*'/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/RqCrj_UsgzI/AAAAAAAAAUM/rDInaK4Kly0/s72-c/DSC00451.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-7345398491119945060</id><published>2007-07-08T08:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T08:48:25.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THIS NOT THE POST FOR COSFEST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I JUST WANT TO SHARE SOME AWESOME PICS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL PICS BELONG TO USAGI-SAN IN SGCAFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/RpAzcbop1gI/AAAAAAAAAT0/gTg4HcijWcg/s1600-h/CosfestD1%2033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084620542848914946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/RpAzcbop1gI/AAAAAAAAAT0/gTg4HcijWcg/s320/CosfestD1%252033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let me play with the balloon, sir.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You fool! You let it go!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/RpAzcrop1hI/AAAAAAAAAT8/5wYeslPy5Yk/s1600-h/CosfestD1%2034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084620547143882258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/RpAzcrop1hI/AAAAAAAAAT8/5wYeslPy5Yk/s320/CosfestD1%252034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"After it!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/RpAzcrop1iI/AAAAAAAAAUE/7OgIXJ9AwTI/s1600-h/CosfestD1%2035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084620547143882274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/RpAzcrop1iI/AAAAAAAAAUE/7OgIXJ9AwTI/s320/CosfestD1%252035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ah, forget it. Let's head back to the cantina..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um. I prolly won't.... like.... be SgCafe-ers and post immediately because I am lazy like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, ASDASOADJOP!!!:"A:ASD KYOIST WAS THERE AND AAAAAHHHHH ALSO JESUKE ADADSDASSDAOAD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*large breaths*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-7345398491119945060?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/7345398491119945060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=7345398491119945060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/7345398491119945060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/7345398491119945060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2007/07/this-not-post-for-cosfest.html' title=''/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/RpAzcbop1gI/AAAAAAAAAT0/gTg4HcijWcg/s72-c/CosfestD1%252033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-2371262981613804811</id><published>2007-07-03T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T21:44:55.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Corn on a cob. Yum</title><content type='html'>Did you ever try the "Love me Love me not" flower-petal plucking game?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember doing that every time I walked back home from piano lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing is, I can't remember who in particular I was thinking of when I played the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahaha, childhood memories. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh my maid took two eggs from a bird nest in our garden and raised the baby birds! I have pictures~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They've grown a bit, but they can't really fly yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very cute too!! &lt;33 They flap around on you finger! Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/RopQsrop1aI/AAAAAAAAATE/kk9O_IYTjJk/s1600-h/Birdies+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082963857998730658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/RopQsrop1aI/AAAAAAAAATE/kk9O_IYTjJk/s320/Birdies+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/RopQs7op1bI/AAAAAAAAATM/qLRpmrdBSgQ/s1600-h/Birdies+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082963862293697970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/RopQs7op1bI/AAAAAAAAATM/qLRpmrdBSgQ/s320/Birdies+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/RopQs7op1cI/AAAAAAAAATU/7hWj0IPb6hM/s1600-h/Birdies+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082963862293697986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/RopQs7op1cI/AAAAAAAAATU/7hWj0IPb6hM/s320/Birdies+018.jpg" border="0" 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-2371262981613804811?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/2371262981613804811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=2371262981613804811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/2371262981613804811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/2371262981613804811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2007/07/corn-on-cob-yum.html' title='Corn on a cob. Yum'/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/RopQsrop1aI/AAAAAAAAATE/kk9O_IYTjJk/s72-c/Birdies+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-6640817163061346972</id><published>2007-07-02T12:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T15:46:14.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday's Outing and Transformers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;"ASDFGHJKL:!!! HUGO WEAVING!! *squeees*"&lt;br /&gt;-Knuckles&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had an RMUN outing on Saturday!! WAS AWESOME! XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plan that day was ACS BR(Barker Road) Carnival and later on Steamboat at Marina. So we decided to meet up at Newton MRT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And turned out I was the only one waiting. =.= Hahaha, everyone was using their own mode of transportation so I toodled off to the bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily LIJIA was there with YISHU so I wasn't alone! :D She tried to scare me with Yan Chun's prezzie. It was cute tho! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was onwards to ACS! Unfortunately we managed to miss the bus stop by 8 stops. =__=;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was incredibly hot and stuffy but the Carnival was uber-fun anyways! I can't believe they sell so many gosh-darned amazing food. Maybe coz there's 3 schools joined together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I JUST WISHED I HAD A BIGGER STOMACH AND MORE MONEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh I want that waffle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO yup, met up with ANDREW and later on caught up with COLIN, LYNNETTE, JOEL and two other guys who I don't know. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wandered through the carnival(man it was awesome)... Their school is huge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wanted to go into the Haunted Toilet(HAHA) with Andrew trying to cut the queue for us but then I think they decided to go on break. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then me, Lynnette and Andrew went and *ahem* snucked away. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the games section and ahaha it is SO therapeutic throwing wet sponges at random guys. :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After everything, went back to find the rest and met up with ISSAC and his escort YIPING along with ZHONG MING and BRIAN who left again. Lol. Oh and mustn't forget DION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha so with everyone united, we headed towards the Haunted Toilet, only to decide not to go because they said it was SUPER LAME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and there was TAILI who was this sweet boy who led me and Lynnette to the toilet and waited for us! AHA BET NONE OF YOU WOULD DO THAT EH? XDDD Ok, well, neither would I. &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We journeyed to the Clock Tower first, but it was locked. So we traversed past the *gangsters* and went into the theatre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where we got chased out. Aha. I swear I got a heart attack. x_x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the last half hour, we stayed in the theatre's back room where the overflow of air-con could reach us. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then later, instead of Steamboat at Marina, we changed our minds to Sakae Sushi at Wheelock~&lt;br /&gt;Upon reaching, we traweled trough Borders before stopping outside Coffee Bean where Yiping reluctantly accepted the coffee although it was not STARBUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we proceeded to wait for an hour and a half presuembly for Dion and Dhwani. (Dhwani didn't come) At 6:00, Issac and Yiping had to go, so now there was only ME, LYNNETTE, ANDREW, COLIN, LIJIA and ZHONGMING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being incredibly bored, we played around with cameras. Aha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PITCHERS! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/RoiYOLop08I/AAAAAAAAAPU/34zZ3cnyThU/s1600-h/CnL.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082479548896498626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/RoiYOLop08I/AAAAAAAAAPU/34zZ3cnyThU/s320/CnL.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this 'un! It looks like an olden day photo of two good friends! :DD This is Colin and Lijia btw! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/RoiYObop09I/AAAAAAAAAPc/V4PrSTqlWJ0/s1600-h/colinmodel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082479553191465938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/RoiYObop09I/AAAAAAAAAPc/V4PrSTqlWJ0/s320/colinmodel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHA COLIN THE "MODEL" XDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/RoiYObop0-I/AAAAAAAAAPk/6ywcAgpvB8M/s1600-h/cool+effect.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082479553191465954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/RoiYObop0-I/AAAAAAAAAPk/6ywcAgpvB8M/s320/cool+effect.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is cool!! Lynnette with Andrew~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/RoiYObop0_I/AAAAAAAAAPs/uvuW5wlhorY/s1600-h/double2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082479553191465970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/RoiYObop0_I/AAAAAAAAAPs/uvuW5wlhorY/s320/double2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/RoiYOrop1AI/AAAAAAAAAP0/8MUPmne6N50/s1600-h/double.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082479557486433282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/RoiYOrop1AI/AAAAAAAAAP0/8MUPmne6N50/s320/double.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Lijia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/RoiYuLop1BI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Fu0umorN1mg/s1600-h/fishballs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082480098652312594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/RoiYuLop1BI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Fu0umorN1mg/s320/fishballs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew, with the fishball face! XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/RoiYubop1CI/AAAAAAAAAQE/MIeNqCVfNYo/s1600-h/glasses.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082480102947279906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/RoiYubop1CI/AAAAAAAAAQE/MIeNqCVfNYo/s320/glasses.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They switched glasses! XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/RoiYubop1DI/AAAAAAAAAQM/kA-U73K-Q-M/s1600-h/group1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082480102947279922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/RoiYubop1DI/AAAAAAAAAQM/kA-U73K-Q-M/s320/group1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group photo everyone! Clockwise from left, Zhongming, Lynnette, Colin, Andrew and Lijia~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/RoiYubop1EI/AAAAAAAAAQU/KaDIFCO24tg/s1600-h/grp2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082480102947279938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/RoiYubop1EI/AAAAAAAAAQU/KaDIFCO24tg/s320/grp2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahaha so cute! XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/RoiYurop1FI/AAAAAAAAAQc/o_g_PTgIsqc/s1600-h/grp3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082480107242247250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/RoiYurop1FI/AAAAAAAAAQc/o_g_PTgIsqc/s320/grp3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I'm hiding!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/RoiZP7op1GI/AAAAAAAAAQk/NmvEJZQ18mc/s1600-h/grp4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082480678472897634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/RoiZP7op1GI/AAAAAAAAAQk/NmvEJZQ18mc/s320/grp4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/RoiZP7op1HI/AAAAAAAAAQs/UTskr1pGL0A/s1600-h/hearts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082480678472897650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/RoiZP7op1HI/AAAAAAAAAQs/UTskr1pGL0A/s320/hearts.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money Hearts! This was made at the sushi place! Lynnette had the $5 one in her wallet and I was so amazed. Then Colin pffted at me and made one out of a $10 note. =_=;; So sad I had to sacrifice it for the food. )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/RoiZQLop1II/AAAAAAAAAQ0/mnss4kR_BZI/s1600-h/light.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082480682767864962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/RoiZQLop1II/AAAAAAAAAQ0/mnss4kR_BZI/s320/light.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yiping and Brian! Brian looks incredibly like Daniel Radcliffe tho. o.O Ahaha he was last year's Syria in RMUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/RoiZQLop1JI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Up9hdV_i5NU/s1600-h/lna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082480682767864978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/RoiZQLop1JI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Up9hdV_i5NU/s320/lna.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHA CHINAMAN! &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/RoiZQLop1KI/AAAAAAAAARE/IlBv5WvSiws/s1600-h/three2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082480682767864994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/RoiZQLop1KI/AAAAAAAAARE/IlBv5WvSiws/s320/three2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's all for the photos! '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to learn beatboxing from Andrew and only ended up coating people in saliva. Blargh. BUT IT'S SO COOL. I have a recorded scene of both Andrew and Colin doing the song Superman with Beatboxing. So cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's like, everyone can sing so nicely! DARNNIT YOU GUYS SHOULD HAVE JOINED CHOIR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead you went off to be a Band member(Lynnette), Drama student(Andrew) and a Rugby player(Colin). =_____=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, the vid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1OWErtwgtCw" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH AND TRANSFORMERS KICK ASS YO! &lt;3333&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-6640817163061346972?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/6640817163061346972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=6640817163061346972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/6640817163061346972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/6640817163061346972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2007/07/saturdays-outing-and-transformers.html' title='Saturday&apos;s Outing and Transformers!'/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/RoiYOLop08I/AAAAAAAAAPU/34zZ3cnyThU/s72-c/CnL.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-304295247002389086</id><published>2007-06-23T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T00:57:55.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes. I cheated you guys. HAHA.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;"I am the killer of all USB thumbdrives. PH34R ME! Muahahahaha."&lt;br /&gt;- Knuckles&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um. judging from the brains I've eaten, not a lot of people are actually reading my blog. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT GOOD NEWS IS THAT I CAN MAKE AN ASS OF MYSELF AND NO-ONE WILL LAUGH AT ME! MUAHAHAHHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yea. Purpose of this post is to pimp my cam-h0-ness. Ooh yea. Had lotsa fun. XDD Also, FINALLY MANAGED TO MAKE THE WIG LOOK LIKE NIA'S HAIR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*froths*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooooooohhhhhh today was incredibly awesome too~~ *floats dreamily*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe Togainu was in the magazine!! &lt;333333&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;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;WARNING: CONTAINS MATERIALS UGLY ENOUGH TO ROT YO MOMMA'S BRAIN. LOLER. ACT-CUTE IS ALSO INVOLVED. ENTER AT OWN RISK.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: This is not for dial-up users. O:&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;&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;TA-DAAA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/Rnv3u3A1cvI/AAAAAAAAAMc/KvinQOm9V3U/s1600-h/Nia1st.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078925389203862258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/Rnv3u3A1cvI/AAAAAAAAAMc/KvinQOm9V3U/s320/Nia1st.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first pic I took. Forgot I left the Sepia option on, so Nia's in shades of...brown. I really like the hair here tho. *squee*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/Rnv3vHA1cwI/AAAAAAAAAMk/JGCAw-JjjdI/s1600-h/Niablur.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078925393498829570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/Rnv3vHA1cwI/AAAAAAAAAMk/JGCAw-JjjdI/s320/Niablur.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blurred pic. I was trying to imitate other cosplayers.. ^^;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/Rnv3vXA1cxI/AAAAAAAAAMs/Pj9BH2crraE/s1600-h/Niabook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078925397793796882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/Rnv3vXA1cxI/AAAAAAAAAMs/Pj9BH2crraE/s320/Niabook.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, more clear and more like the book pose. Lovin' the hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/Rnv3vXA1cyI/AAAAAAAAAM0/-Tht6uXqHV8/s1600-h/Niabrushhand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078925397793796898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/Rnv3vXA1cyI/AAAAAAAAAM0/-Tht6uXqHV8/s320/Niabrushhand.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, act cute. Lol. &gt;.&gt; NIA IS CUTE! YOSH! &lt;33&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078925402088764210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/Rnv3vnA1czI/AAAAAAAAAM8/b3AZGrcFuzw/s320/Niacam-ho.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;AHAH I LOOK LIKE I HAVE AN ULTERIOR MOTIVE. Yes, I know my eyebrows suck. Shaddap. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/Rnv53HA1c5I/AAAAAAAAANs/-DeIFcmD12I/s1600-h/Niaclearh0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078927729961038738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/Rnv53HA1c5I/AAAAAAAAANs/-DeIFcmD12I/s320/Niaclearh0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Same type of pic, different shoot mode.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/Rnv53XA1c6I/AAAAAAAAAN0/3KkpS9yGPvY/s1600-h/Niacoolblur.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078927734256006050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/Rnv53XA1c6I/AAAAAAAAAN0/3KkpS9yGPvY/s320/Niacoolblur.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blur version, was trying to take hair sideways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/Rnv53XA1c7I/AAAAAAAAAN8/I_qX5tnLVoQ/s1600-h/Niacute.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078927734256006066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/Rnv53XA1c7I/AAAAAAAAAN8/I_qX5tnLVoQ/s320/Niacute.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Act-cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/Rnv53nA1c8I/AAAAAAAAAOE/thzRf3-mK9E/s1600-h/Niacynotype.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078927738550973378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/Rnv53nA1c8I/AAAAAAAAAOE/thzRf3-mK9E/s320/Niacynotype.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Testing Cynotype.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/Rnv53nA1c9I/AAAAAAAAAOM/eOE5i-jaqQs/s1600-h/Niaemo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078927738550973394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/Rnv53nA1c9I/AAAAAAAAAOM/eOE5i-jaqQs/s320/Niaemo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;EMO! Lawlers. Love the hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/Rnv893A1c_I/AAAAAAAAAOc/37DhQADKTdA/s1600-h/Niahair2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078931144460039154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/Rnv893A1c_I/AAAAAAAAAOc/37DhQADKTdA/s320/Niahair2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/Rnv893A1dAI/AAAAAAAAAOk/JNS-1ULVBjY/s1600-h/Niahair3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078931144460039170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/Rnv893A1dAI/AAAAAAAAAOk/JNS-1ULVBjY/s320/Niahair3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Same as before, Only clearer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/Rnv8-HA1dBI/AAAAAAAAAOs/-BnFe-R3xQE/s1600-h/NialikeL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078931148755006482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/Rnv8-HA1dBI/AAAAAAAAAOs/-BnFe-R3xQE/s320/NialikeL.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to act like L. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/Rnv8-HA1dCI/AAAAAAAAAO0/XfS6_B8epp8/s1600-h/Niapursedlips.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078931148755006498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/Rnv8-HA1dCI/AAAAAAAAAO0/XfS6_B8epp8/s320/Niapursedlips.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... ... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/Rnv-H3A1dDI/AAAAAAAAAO8/R0qNj5iOPIU/s1600-h/Niaraito.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078932415770358834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/Rnv-H3A1dDI/AAAAAAAAAO8/R0qNj5iOPIU/s320/Niaraito.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pleased to say.... My hair looks like Raito's. XDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/Rnv-IHA1dEI/AAAAAAAAAPE/kMNk8SbkyeQ/s1600-h/Niathinking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078932420065326146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/Rnv-IHA1dEI/AAAAAAAAAPE/kMNk8SbkyeQ/s320/Niathinking.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking pose! Absolutely love this hair. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/Rnv-IHA1dFI/AAAAAAAAAPM/AlVyn6PC4t4/s1600-h/Niavsign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078932420065326162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/Rnv-IHA1dFI/AAAAAAAAAPM/AlVyn6PC4t4/s320/Niavsign.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, a nightmare to send you off. XDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, that's all! I am getting better and better at wearing this wig. ^w^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-304295247002389086?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/304295247002389086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=304295247002389086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/304295247002389086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/304295247002389086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2007/06/yes-i-cheated-you-guys-haha.html' title='Yes. I cheated you guys. HAHA.'/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/Rnv3u3A1cvI/AAAAAAAAAMc/KvinQOm9V3U/s72-c/Nia1st.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-8419599320734324179</id><published>2007-06-14T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T21:17:23.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oodles and oodles of love from me.</title><content type='html'>I have moved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please note the changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kevan.org/brain.cgi?Crazyivana"&gt;New blog behind link!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-8419599320734324179?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8419599320734324179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=8419599320734324179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/8419599320734324179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/8419599320734324179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2007/06/oodles-and-oodles-of-love-from-me.html' title='Oodles and oodles of love from me.'/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-290099692298228718</id><published>2007-06-03T12:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T12:29:16.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictureees.</title><content type='html'>Haaaaaaaa. I WANT PICTURESS~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hoardshoardshoards*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and GA3! Outing on Monday~~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god. I am thinking of ditching Physics. I mean, on Tuesday there's choir....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;))):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-290099692298228718?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/290099692298228718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=290099692298228718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/290099692298228718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/290099692298228718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2007/06/pictureees.html' title='Pictureees.'/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-8812478841857718959</id><published>2007-06-02T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T17:54:15.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tangent</title><content type='html'>Hey you know, earlier, at the veeeery start of pre-RMUN, during the waiting time for our presentations... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a lobby room for us to, yea, lobby and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I remember (I remember Georgia was there!) there was a delegate who had eeeveryone surrounding him and he was talking in such a cheem language and people were nodding, asking questions and generally made me feel like an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember that was the delegate of Iran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shocking, huh? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the guy who started all speeches praising the Almighty and kept on hinting to bomb Israel and continuously hitting on UK. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How different people can be after you've known them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-8812478841857718959?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8812478841857718959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=8812478841857718959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/8812478841857718959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/8812478841857718959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2007/06/tangent.html' title='Tangent'/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-3094808968470440809</id><published>2007-06-02T08:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T11:03:35.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AWWW RMUN'S OVER</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;"What are you doing?! Agh get your hands off me! DDDX"&lt;br /&gt;- Her Majesty, delegate of UK, Issac Lee&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda sad and happy that RMUN's over. *mopes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, yesterday was the last day of RMUN and we had debate for about 2 hours in the morning. The crisis hadn't been resolved yet so we took... 1 hr 45 minutes to at least &lt;b&gt;fail&lt;/b&gt; a resolution. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was all the USA's fault! He screwed up his statement on Tuesday so when the official statement came on Friday morning, everyone was panicking and stuff. Another resolution was amended and then the Arab United couldn't sign it cos if we did, delegate of Iran would be assasinated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So seeing as we make up about 1/3 of the assembly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The European Union lost by one vote. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with 15 minutes left, &lt;b&gt;our&lt;/b&gt; coalition was panicking coz our resolution had only been debated half-way. So Ying Ching(Germany) motioned straightaway to continue debate and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We passed the reso with no objections. :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we passed another reso with amazing quickness on Human Rights. Which is normally impossible. BUT it WAS going to be lunchtime and we were kinda late for the Summit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we dragged it out by taking group pictures . ;DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(P.S., during the first hour of debate, UK mistakenly referred to himself as a female delegate. Must have been because of all the girls before him. So yes, the whole GA was thrown into laughter and he was mighty embarrassed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We call him Your or Her Majesty now. ;DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colin((Japan)) also further enhanced his charm by shouting "ISSAC CHIOBU!" At which of course everyone laughed harder. The Sec-Gen wasn't spared either. XD)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was time for the Fashion Parade. Which was a bit of a disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on to prize giving! I won &lt;u&gt;Honourable Mention for Best Presentation&lt;/u&gt;! =DDDD Sarah got &lt;u&gt;Best Article Written from Press Corps&lt;/u&gt;! Clapping is in order! ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later was DnD~ It was really fun although the theme kinda sucked: 007, James Bond. Lawl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was loosening up and stuff and let me just say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a &lt;i&gt;whole lot&lt;/i&gt; of &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;dirty dancing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; going on and it was kinda funny cause y'know, it wasn't done by boys with gals, it was more of a... boy/boy thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IDK, the girls were just surrounding them and laughing and shrieking and dancing. Heehee. A lot of BL-closet girls came out tonight. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, everyone was scrunched near the stage/on the the stage and lol! Fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The poor delegate of UK appeared to be very molestable to other delegates. XDD Particularly the delegate of Iran! XDDD He proposed to UK for pictures(Got rejected tho, a backhand usually means that) and again and again he kept being stalked on the dance floor! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to get the pictures!! XDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However the bad effects of such dances is that you see things you REALLY don't need to see. x_x Colin and I were extremely horrified by what we saw, uugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wooo! Also, we forced S.Korea and N.Korea together and HEEHEE XDDD S.Korea also liased with UK, and made him dance! Wooohoo! Big accomplishment coz Issac is really one of those stiff, shy people(mature in other sense). XDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaawww I really am gonna miss RMUN. )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After RMUN, went home and even had a little scary adventure =____= Yugh. Took the wrong bus and instead of home, ended in Jurong West. Yup. And, it was so late, there were no more MRT and buses so my Dad had to fetch me from Woodlands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horrifying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, I wish the very "romantic" Kelvin Tan good luck in his quest to find "the One" for him. &lt;strike&gt;Yougonnaneeditbuddy!&lt;/strike&gt; HAHA JK. &gt;.&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whooooo I might join next year. ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-3094808968470440809?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/3094808968470440809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=3094808968470440809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/3094808968470440809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/3094808968470440809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2007/06/awww-rmuns-over.html' title='AWWW RMUN&apos;S OVER'/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-2567038460359854274</id><published>2007-05-31T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T22:20:03.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RMUN update</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;"This delegate first praises the All-mighty, All-empowering, Great Being above who hath created us, as creations of peace and of joy and thus this delegate would like to push for peace."&lt;br /&gt;-Iran delegate&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea. We call him the Holy One now. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok! Let's talk about RMUN shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Before RMUN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was panicky. Research was made extensively into the night with presentations being mulled over violently and MSN coerced into transferring cries of broken minds. Resolutions were sought after and denied over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep did not even figure remotely during this period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;RMUN - Day 1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adrenaline pumps through the blood, fear of being &lt;i&gt;sabo-ed&lt;/i&gt; by the directors was hanging heavily in the air. None of the delegates took the floor. Gradually, the greater countries began.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This delegate was caught and sabo-ed. )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, the debate picked up; Resolution by the UK was motioned. Delegates debated. Coolness iced our breaths yet could not stop the excitement during un-moderated caucuses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tea arrived, the floor adjourned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delegate of Slovakia(Syahir) refrained from finishing his popiah and transferred it to Egypt's plate ignoring this delegate's weak, weak protests. Bpians apparently share the same spit(spirit).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tea, nothing happened that sparked this delegate's interest. Sleep almost prevailed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another foray into the depths of 2 a.m was achieved that night, discussing resolutions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made alliances with &lt;b&gt;Cuba&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;b&gt; India&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Colombia&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Germany&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Iraq&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Japan&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;RMUN - Day 2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met early in the morning to edit resolution papers. Hungary kindly came and helped. China was agreeable provided amendments made. S. Korea approved. UK signed on first viewing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great hope for our resolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resolutions for Bosnia were passed, delegations, pleased. Submitted our resolution and was debated halfway but adjourned for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Press Corps of Egypt eyed this delegate's chicken, but the delegate of Egypt bravely declined sharing. Press Corps was disappointed and this delegate felt sorry, thusly approving of letting Press Corps feed her hunger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RMUN Crisis happened after lunch. Delegates were treated to an enjoyable and interesting skit/video conference on the war between Iran and Israel. Soon dispersed to different councils to decided course of action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The result was even more exciting, caucuses and pleads flew back and forth with aggressiveness showing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, the EU and the Arab United could not come to a resolution in time and the floor was dismissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Environment resolution will be discussed tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Further alliances were made with &lt;b&gt;Kyrgystan&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;UAE&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;North Korea&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;other Arab/African countries&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This delegate looks forward to tomorrow's session and Fashion Parade, with the added social event of Dinner And Dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This delegate would also like to add that RMUN delegates are freakishly tall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;This delegate would also like to confess she has a little &lt;strike&gt;crush&lt;/strike&gt; fascination with the delegate of Hungary from HCI. *guilts*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-2567038460359854274?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/2567038460359854274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=2567038460359854274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/2567038460359854274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/2567038460359854274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2007/05/rmun-update.html' title='RMUN update'/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-9178888175230641069</id><published>2007-05-20T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T18:32:31.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Equinne Asinus! XD</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Eyes Should Be Hazel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorshouldyoureyesbequiz/hazel.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes reflect: Intellect and sensuality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's hidden behind your eyes: Subtle manipulation&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatcolorshouldyoureyesbequiz/"&gt;What Color Should Your Eyes Be?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How fitting. XDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Wait, have I done this before? o.o&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-9178888175230641069?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/9178888175230641069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=9178888175230641069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/9178888175230641069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/9178888175230641069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2007/05/you-equinne-asinus-xd.html' title='You Equinne Asinus! XD'/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-8189451418770354183</id><published>2007-05-20T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T17:27:32.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This an obligatory post.</title><content type='html'>Sorry. Don't feel much like posting n'more. O:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-8189451418770354183?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8189451418770354183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=8189451418770354183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/8189451418770354183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/8189451418770354183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2007/05/this-obligatory-post.html' title='This an obligatory post.'/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-3378099629589937380</id><published>2007-05-18T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T19:57:51.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*wipes dust off blog*</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HELP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M SCARED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is incredibly bad that I'm asking for this NOW, a FEW HOURS before RMUN. BUT. WHAT SOLUTIONS? WHAT??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hacks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damnit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-3378099629589937380?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/3378099629589937380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=3378099629589937380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/3378099629589937380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/3378099629589937380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2007/05/wipes-dust-off-blog.html' title='*wipes dust off blog*'/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-7341058539763535978</id><published>2007-05-09T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T21:34:11.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;"Singapore should have a unicorn. It'll help Newater a LOT."&lt;br /&gt;-Wei Fen&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, PICTURE TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz yesterday I collected the Nia wig! Wooots! It's not good, no no no, not at all, but I can show you a bit of the good part! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The behind! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The front was just horrible(My cheeks were poofy &gt;.&lt;), the side was stiff, and the wig is so sparse, YOU CAN SEE MY BLACK HAIR!!! &gt;________&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So instead the awesome part is...&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;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/RkHNqYuU_jI/AAAAAAAAAMU/-eeWOto-KHA/s1600-h/wigbehind.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/RkHNqYuU_jI/AAAAAAAAAMU/-eeWOto-KHA/s320/wigbehind.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062553584216112690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NICE RIGHT!!!! &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooooh I like the red wig better~~&lt;33&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-7341058539763535978?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/7341058539763535978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=7341058539763535978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/7341058539763535978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/7341058539763535978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/RkHNqYuU_jI/AAAAAAAAAMU/-eeWOto-KHA/s72-c/wigbehind.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-5534125456180362743</id><published>2007-05-09T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T20:40:05.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*kallang waves*</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;"My ass is a +1 and my brain's a +42! Suck that! &gt;:DDD"&lt;br /&gt;-Haz&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's there to say? Exams over. Not like we haven't been celebrating since yesterday. *shifty-eyed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally planned to go Orchard with Geel and the rest, but unfortunate last-minute stuff came up. So we're going tomorrow!! =DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oh gosh, my mom's watching spiderman 1 and she's turned the volume waaay up. -.-)&lt;br /&gt;((Have I said it yet? Topher Grace made me love Spiderman 3. &lt;333 He bulked up and cut/dyed his hair! OMG no wonder I didn't recognise him at first... &lt;333))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So instead, I tagged with Hannah and Wei Fen to ze Lot 1. Puo Hu- *ahem* I mean, &lt;i&gt;Maria&lt;/i&gt; elected to come along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Now my dad's joined in with the downstairs TV! D:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate at KFC. Delicious btw, and I think I caused the poor woman some sore eyes when I pored 5 dollars worth of 10-cent, 20-cent coins into her hands... ^^;; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wei Fen was continuosly afflicted by the sight of &lt;i&gt;jiggling fats&lt;/i&gt;(no, ya don't wanna know. Seriously.) while the conversation turned to strange people in Eminem's MV trying to make love with a glass wall between them.(DUMBASSES.) ((IDK. We're &lt;strike&gt;perverted&lt;/strike&gt; weird people.)) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we decided to melt the glass window beside us with our hotness. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, later, Weili and Edrei came and joined us(Wow, you really can't say one w/o the other, eh?) and of course, talk turned to exams. =.= &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we left soon and ALONG THE WAY BESIDE THE WEIGHT-LOSS MACHINE(the one that jiggles yer fats) WEILI HAD THE AUDACITY TO SAY, "Jia you!" TO THE GUY USING IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh. I was so horrified. Yet I was near death from laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's more, the guy turned, looked at us and flashed us a grin. "Thanks!" He also raised a thumbs up for the encouragement. I gotta say, thank god he didn't think we were teasing him. &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We adjourned to the library where we made fun of self-diet/exercise books that had men with 8 packs on the cover. Then we were chased to the children's section. But there was infinitely more fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, MARIA had to go, so... =( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wei fen and me proceeded to examine children's books(4-6 yrs old) and they are surprisingly wonderful(ly funny).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also chanced upon the something, something "Sad book". If you read it seriously, it's actually thought-provoking and sadenning for a child's book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course we didn't. &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead we used this book to poke fun at POSEURS and EMO PEOPLE. Bwahahaa. Also, we concluded the man burned his eyes at the very end. &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;OKAY. So. Uh. Got chased again. This time to the fairy tales section! Now THERE was LOADS of FUN! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno. It was like we were on drugs or something. Every lil' thing made us scream with laughter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, we were honest-to-god, rolling on the floor laughing. Honest. Ask Hannah or Wei Fen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh huh, then onwards to MacDonalds and ice-cream time! Where we decided who had the nicest humps(ice-cream) and had Madonna ice-cream mimmicks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Will blog later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-5534125456180362743?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/5534125456180362743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=5534125456180362743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/5534125456180362743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/5534125456180362743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2007/05/kallang-waves.html' title='*kallang waves*'/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-6710762488855847927</id><published>2007-05-04T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T23:18:30.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*gurgles*</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;"Nino sounds like a girl. A screechy girl. Omg Oh-chan sounds so manly. Lovelovelove. Is Sho rapping? Are they doing ~&lt;u&gt;interpretive dance&lt;/u&gt;?~...Teehee.&lt;br /&gt;-Knuckles&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams update:&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;&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GO &lt;u&gt;SCREW&lt;/u&gt; &lt;i&gt;YOURSELF&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&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;Ok, I'm sorry. Really. But I am finished with exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel like giving up, finish, el finito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For REAL(haha) exam updates, check other peoples' blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arashi's song is really suited, lol. "We can make it!" The MV is so cute. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-6710762488855847927?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/6710762488855847927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=6710762488855847927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/6710762488855847927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/6710762488855847927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2007/05/gurgles.html' title='*gurgles*'/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-263831503563077167</id><published>2007-04-30T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T22:27:16.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*meeps*</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;"Oh my gosh! Clint Eastwood gave Nino his bald spots! DDDD:"&lt;br /&gt;-Knuckles&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;OH-CHAN!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&gt;W&lt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, ok, sorry, I need to do my work. *humbles* So far, I've studied Physics... And got all wrong. =.= Kinematics really toys with my heart. *sobs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese.... *sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've calculated, so, the mark I'm aiming for should be around the um, just fail range.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*cries quietly in the corner*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un! Lit is half way there! Ummm~~ I plan to memorise as much Chinese as I can. Not much, but hopefully it'll help! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaand, I was gonna post some movie reviews earlier on, but I got distracted, so check for back entries if I ever post it hahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-263831503563077167?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/263831503563077167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=263831503563077167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/263831503563077167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/263831503563077167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2007/04/meeps.html' title='*meeps*'/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-4960981699538467347</id><published>2007-04-30T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T22:18:56.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arashi&lt;33</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;"OHNO-CHAN!! MARRY MEEEE!!! &lt;333"&lt;br /&gt;-Knuckles&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohno is like the very cute, very talented chimpmunk that you wanna marry. Like. Now. &lt;333 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His voice!! &lt;333 =w= *in Arashi heaven*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Nino, THE FACE OF EVIL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, Youtube just stopped loading at a most opportune time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/RjX54IuU_iI/AAAAAAAAAMM/RFbuYLg2PBM/s1600-h/Nino.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/RjX54IuU_iI/AAAAAAAAAMM/RFbuYLg2PBM/s320/Nino.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059224499230408226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAUGH. &lt;strike&gt;Or runaway.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES JIAXUAN. THIS IS THE GUY FROM &lt;u&gt;Letters from Iwo Jima&lt;/u&gt; THE BICYCLE GUY I SHOWED YOU HAHAHAHA BETCHA DIDN'T KNOW THAT HE WAS IN A &lt;strike&gt;really ghei&lt;/strike&gt; BOYBAND! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*coughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUEN. COMMENT PRZ. I KNOW WE CAN HAVE MEANINGFULLY TALKS ABOUT THE RAINBOW BLOCKS AND RAINBOW POLES THAT THEY SLIDE DOWN AND HOW JUN CAN STILL LOOK BADASS LEANING ON A &lt;i&gt;PINK&lt;/i&gt; BLOCK. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*wriggles eyebrows suggestively*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, now, to find a way to download youtube videos...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-4960981699538467347?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/4960981699538467347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=4960981699538467347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/4960981699538467347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/4960981699538467347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2007/04/arashi33.html' title='Arashi&lt;33'/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/RjX54IuU_iI/AAAAAAAAAMM/RFbuYLg2PBM/s72-c/Nino.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-4342765360456617271</id><published>2007-04-29T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T23:07:23.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>British movies are loove~&lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;"History's just one fucking thing after another."&lt;br /&gt;-Rudge, from The History Boys&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOOOH, British shows really do make me all fuzzy inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just finished watching &lt;u&gt;Notes on a Scandal&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;The History Boys&lt;/u&gt;. And they are fantaastic. &lt;33&gt;Notes on a Scandal&lt;/u&gt;, stars Judi Dench("Welcome to Judi Dench's Fish'n'Chips!"-The Simpsons) and Cate Blanchett. It's really really twisted and keeps you guessing what exactly is wrong with the two main characters. Hahaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spoilers ahead, but I don't think you mind, do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judi Dench is REALLY old in this show. She has wrinkles that make her look oooold. Oooold. Ok. Cate Blanchett is pretty and the acting is excellent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plot revolves around Barbara Corvette(Dench) who's an old spinster desperate for company. She's a high-school teacher and Sheba(Blanchett) is a new teacher entering the school term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barbara senses that she can make a good friend with Sheba only to find out later that Sheba was having an illicit affair with one of the students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The film then spins into an ever more terrifying state which has you hoping the secret won't leak yet you wish it'll blow out into the open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barbara turns out to be a reeeeeally psychotic(mentally) person who ruins someone's life just because she wouldn't bury her cat with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes ya think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The History Boys&lt;/u&gt; on the hand, just made me cry deep down inside. ;w;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plot may sound really simple to you: A group of boys from Cutlers Grammar school get the highest A level results ever and they are coached by two teachers so they can hopefully get into Oxford and Cambridge in History.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The witty remarks they make and the injection of various Literature keeps you on alert and definitely, Posner's singing is heavenly. He makes me wanna listen to French songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*o*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do guys always get the best of stuffs? &gt;O &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The History Boys&lt;/u&gt; is actually based on a famous play of the same name, and it actually touches on student-teacher relationship, pederasty(if you don't understand this word, DON'T GOOGLE IT. I will not be responsible for any brain damage.)and of course, high school crushes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ending stabbed a spork through my heart. ;^;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you get a chance(you prolly won't HAHA!) watch it! &lt;33&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-4342765360456617271?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/4342765360456617271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=4342765360456617271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/4342765360456617271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/4342765360456617271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2007/04/british-movies-are-loove3.html' title='British movies are loove~&lt;3'/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-5904960294158283163</id><published>2007-04-29T11:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T20:02:42.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I SWEAR I'LL STUDY LATER. &gt;.&gt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Teenager Test!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Held hands with someone (What, you never hold hands with your parents?)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Lost someone (I hesitate to tick this. LOL.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Never got a chance to tell someone something important&lt;br /&gt;[x] Cried your heart out (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My chinese...I used the school's bathroom... .__.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Danced (BatB! &lt;33)&gt;.&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Know someone who has tried to commit suicide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Wrote a love note&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Went through a phase&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Got ditched&lt;br /&gt;[x] Know someone really stupid and/or annoying&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Got in a fist fight with family member&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Drank (ONE SIP OF WINE DOES NOT COUNT.)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Made a mistake (This is a really stupid question.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Thought you found the one (=_=)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Found out a bf/gf cheated on you (OMG HAZ CHEATED ON ME WITH SARAH. haha.)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Lied to your parents (Ahem. Who doesn't?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Been lied to (OBVIOUS.)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Felt like the happiest person in the world (I get it all the time with my friends. ;D)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Felt like dying.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Had a crush. (TEPPEI! &lt;333)&gt;.&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Smoked a cigarette (Why do people even like smoking? &gt;.o)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Had more than one crush at a time once. (UCHI!! &lt;3333)&gt;.&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total in all: 18 x 3 = 54%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-SCHOOL LIFE CONFESSIONS-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been kicked out of class.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Worn pyjamas to school.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Had your tooth fall out at school.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Gotten lost in your school (*cough*Sec1*cough*)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Broken the dress code in school.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Completely failed a test. (Not yet, anyways! )&lt;br /&gt;[x] Left class without asking.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Missed a whole week of school. (NEARLY. &gt;.&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Thrown up in school. (Primary school, during P.E.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been beat up at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-HOME LIFE CONFESSIONS-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Argue with your parents a lot.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Argue with your brother(s) a lot (Hell yeah.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Argue with your sister(s) a lot&lt;br /&gt;[x] Have your own room (Ufufufufufu.)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Do your own laundry. (*shifty-look*)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Cook dinner once in a while. (Occasionally, yea.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Are loud and obnoxious at home.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Wear pajamas when you are not going anywhere. (All the time. Why'd you think I have so little clothes? &gt;.&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;[x] You sleep in very long. (Heehee.)&lt;br /&gt;[x] All you do is watch television. (CSI is at fault. &gt;.&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Your parents are divorced.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Your family makes you cry a lot.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] One or both of your grandparents live with you.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You can't stand being with your parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-FRIEND CONFESSIONS-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You currently dislike one or more of your friends. (If you do that, won't they not be your friend? @-@)&lt;br /&gt;[x] You are jealous of one or more of your friends.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have known a friend your whole life.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Your friends are all taller than you. (*stun-guns* XD)&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have been ditched by a friend. (Ditch as in...? I'm assuming cancelled meetings.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have memorized a friend's phone number. (Uh. Not. Really.)&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have lost/forgotten a friend's phone number. (All the time. ;D All of you infact. O: )&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have been to all of your friends' houses. (No, because they live in S'PORE. -.-)&lt;br /&gt;[x] You love most of your friends (DUH. Heehee.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-HABIT CONFESSIONS-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] You bite your nails. (When I was young.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have an odd obsession with knives. (Guns, anyone?)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You cannot sleep with the door closed.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You cannot sleep with the door open.&lt;br /&gt;[x] There is at least one sound you cannot stand. (The bloody screech of metal against glass or metal OMG AAAAAAAARGHHHHH.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You write stories about mad cannibalistic serial killers. (Hannibal!! &lt;33)&lt;br /&gt;[x] You are good at telling lies. (Hehe.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-LOVE CONFESSIONS-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] You currently like someone. (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;He doesn't know me..&lt;/span&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You want to kill one of your ex-es&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You can stay committed for an unusually long time (Never tried before.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You get bored of your crush/bf/gf easily.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] A crush/bf/gf has called you a bitch before.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] A crush/bf/gf has called you self-centered before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-PERSONAL OPINION CONFESSIONS-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Abortion is horrible and should be illegal. (...Ya know I could go on and on and on about this but I shan't.)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Gay marriage is fine by you. (&gt;.&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Boys make better friends than girls do. (I can't really answer this. I've had equal number of guy/girl friends and they're awesome.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] The beach is an excellent place for a date. (THE SAND. &gt;_o)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Pink is an ugly color.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Needles aren't so horrible. (YA. RIGHT.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Human flesh tastes like fine aged veal. (uh.)&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have plenty of secrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-HAVE YOU EVER... CONFESSIONS-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Fallen down the stairs. (I used to purposely do it all the time when I was young.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Someone has tied your shoelaces together.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Had a nail fall off. (Torn off counted?)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Captured, manipulated, or destroyed a soul by Ars Falcis (...)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Had surgery&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Slapped someone across the face. (It would be interesting.. Hehehe...)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Killed someone. (...)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Someone has called you a tease.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Been to Europe. &lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have worn something inside out for a whole day. (Half a day? ._. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Uh. Byes. &gt;.&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-5904960294158283163?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/5904960294158283163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=5904960294158283163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/5904960294158283163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/5904960294158283163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-swear-ill-study-later.html' title='I SWEAR I&apos;LL STUDY LATER. &gt;.&gt;'/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-7280437961536857442</id><published>2007-04-27T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T22:34:23.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M NOT DEAD. Seriously.</title><content type='html'>OK OK I survived the great internet crash of April 'O7 so I'm ok. Internet isn't that well fixed so I may not come online for some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No time to blog sorry, but I'll leave you with a quiz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: gray 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: gray 1px solid; FONT: 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; BORDER-LEFT: gray 1px solid; WIDTH: 320px; BORDER-BOTTOM: gray 1px solid; BACKGROUND-COLOR: white"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: black; PADDING-TOP: 5px" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;b style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 8px; FONT: bold 20px 'Times New Roman', serif"&gt;What Be Your Nerd Type?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 16px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 4px"&gt;Your Result: &lt;b&gt;Anime Nerd&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BACKGROUND: white; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; WIDTH: 200px; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid"&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: red; WIDTH: 95%; LINE-HEIGHT: 8px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: white; MARGIN: 10px; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; COLOR: black; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none"&gt;If anyone is likely to dress up in a crazy outfit, you are! You enjoy the visual stimulants of intense art accompanied with deep plots of fantasy, science-fiction, real-life; or you are just obsessed with Japan and everyone and everything in it. They love to gather with people like themselves at conventions and act crazy! The anime nerds are often associated with the stereotype of being the "psychotic" nerd, because they tend to be obsessive over their characters and series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You psycho! I'm just kidding! But seriously, all forms of art should be appreciated, and anime is definitely one of them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; COLOR: black; PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;Literature Nerd&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; MARGIN-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND: white; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; WIDTH: 100px; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid"&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: red; WIDTH: 66%; LINE-HEIGHT: 8px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; COLOR: black; PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;Social Nerd&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; MARGIN-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND: white; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; WIDTH: 100px; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid"&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: red; WIDTH: 60%; LINE-HEIGHT: 8px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; COLOR: black; PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;Drama Nerd&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; MARGIN-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND: white; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; WIDTH: 100px; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid"&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: red; WIDTH: 56%; LINE-HEIGHT: 8px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; COLOR: black; PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;Artistic Nerd&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; MARGIN-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND: white; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; WIDTH: 100px; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid"&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: red; WIDTH: 55%; LINE-HEIGHT: 8px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; COLOR: black; PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;Science/Math Nerd&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; MARGIN-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND: white; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; WIDTH: 100px; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid"&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: red; WIDTH: 54%; LINE-HEIGHT: 8px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; COLOR: black; PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;Gamer/Computer Nerd&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; MARGIN-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND: white; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; WIDTH: 100px; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid"&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: red; WIDTH: 53%; LINE-HEIGHT: 8px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; COLOR: black; PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;Musician&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; MARGIN-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND: white; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; WIDTH: 100px; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid"&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: red; WIDTH: 24%; LINE-HEIGHT: 8px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 8px; PADDING-LEFT: 8px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 8px; PADDING-TOP: 8px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/what_be_your_nerd_type"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Be Your Nerd Type?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/"&gt;Quizzes for MySpace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, what? I've just been convinced to love Nia more. &lt;3333&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-7280437961536857442?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/7280437961536857442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=7280437961536857442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/7280437961536857442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/7280437961536857442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-not-dead-seriously.html' title='I&apos;M NOT DEAD. Seriously.'/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-8326108520936644881</id><published>2007-04-15T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T23:19:00.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My weekend was fully and utterly wasted. How was yours?</title><content type='html'>WOOOOOO! THE CD IS FIXED! YAY I defeated Icarus and am now further than my bro or dad. XD Woots!! Waaaah, Apropos and Clotho's challenges are tough. x_x I kept dying at the spikes stage and the stupid skeleton warriors wasted my magic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at least I released the phoenix! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;With help from FAQS... &gt;.&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I watched Sunshine! And it's pretty nice! The sound effects and the visual graphics are breath-taking. Although when they kept blurring the bad guy, I got a bit naseaus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was my substitute birthday celebration! Ya know, like how last week, I was too sick to eat sushi and stuff... Yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot of people kept reminding me to bring court shoes tomorrow! @_@ There was Amanda, Huiqi via Weiwei, Yun Ying, Jiaxuan. @____@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really screwed if I forgot the court shoes tomorrow. &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woooo Been sleeping the "hols" away. Also medicating myself with CSI episodes. I miss L.V. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I totally forgot about my homework, shit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-8326108520936644881?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8326108520936644881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=8326108520936644881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/8326108520936644881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/8326108520936644881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-weekend-was-fully-and-utterly-wasted.html' title='My weekend was fully and utterly wasted. How was yours?'/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-8364182720387597009</id><published>2007-04-14T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T22:43:20.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Mind is PG-13 Rated&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/doyouhaveadirtymindquiz/dirty-2.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your mind is definitely a little dirty. You're naughty, but not trashy.&lt;br /&gt;You don't shy away from a dirty joke, and you're clearly not a prude.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/doyouhaveadirtymindquiz/"&gt;Do You Have a Dirty Mind?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H---huh. Expected to get higher. &gt;.&gt; I was laughing at the '69' part. &gt;.&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*COUGHS*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-8364182720387597009?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8364182720387597009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=8364182720387597009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/8364182720387597009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/8364182720387597009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2007/04/your-mind-is-pg-13-rated-your-mind-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-455676403178250893</id><published>2007-04-14T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T18:42:01.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God of War II</title><content type='html'>I wanna pimp out a PS2 game to you guys. Except y'all prolly shake your head and ignore me. Lolz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways! I love this game because of it's ASFSBHJSAKDLKAHS!! graphics. It's totez awesome. REALLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's super amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*g*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't get enough of it, because the plot revolves around Greek mythology and you all know how much I like it. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has puzzles to challenge you intellectually AND it's a really, really, really great way to get rid of your stress!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REALLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are ya listening now? ;DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The different ways you can kill the enemies is just too delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't even explain, it's too satisfying. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try it! It's awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*w*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Just need to buy another disc. The current disc is spoiled so I can't go over the bridge where Icarus is supposed to be. =( )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-455676403178250893?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/455676403178250893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=455676403178250893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/455676403178250893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/455676403178250893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2007/04/god-of-war-ii.html' title='God of War II'/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-4253091035618112965</id><published>2007-04-14T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T18:25:26.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*muses*</title><content type='html'>I'm not dead people! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feelin' better now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But inexplicably feeling down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY need to change my blogskin. &gt;.&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-4253091035618112965?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/4253091035618112965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=4253091035618112965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/4253091035618112965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/4253091035618112965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2007/04/muses.html' title='*muses*'/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-6957735036073154819</id><published>2007-04-09T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T21:40:26.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ARSEHOLE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BLOGGER IS BEING SUCH AN ASS. RAWR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-6957735036073154819?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/6957735036073154819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=6957735036073154819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/6957735036073154819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/6957735036073154819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2007/04/arsehole.html' title='ARSEHOLE.'/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-4114453289903795943</id><published>2007-04-09T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T21:39:23.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*Double COUGHS*</title><content type='html'>Actually, a week later, and not much change from my last post. Except I have an added FLU and am now DEAF in my RIGHT EAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I'm awaiting tomorrow's NAPFA. I really want to do NAPFA. SERIOUSLY. Because I know it's the only thing I can positively excel in. ;_;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALSO. This is a post-birthday counting post. ;DDD Like a list of who's giving me what:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haz gave me soft toy key chain and it's absolutely adorable!!! &lt;3333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melsh bought me the B'day &lt;b&gt;bananana&lt;/b&gt; cake (I assumed or at least, all of them shared~) THANKS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clare has given me a nice present! THANKS CLARE! It's like a 3-D photo frame/cube/thingy and it's pretty cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah gave me a DVD that I never thought she'll remember OMGOSH~~&lt;33 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=color:"#ffffff"&gt;I'm actually sad that a certain someone didn't give me a birthday card. ;_; Guess I shouldn't complain tho, coz I don't make b'day cards. XD;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO ELSE? I may have forgotten someone. I'm half-dead. Um. IF YOUR NAME IS NOT ON THE LIST PLZ INFORM ME. I WILL CHANGE. &lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GIANT LOVE TO ALL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH CRAP WHAT BLOGGER JUST CUT ME OFF I HATE J00!!! GRARRRRRRH. IT CUTS OFF AFTER SARAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RRRRRRRRRRAWWWWWWWWWWWWWRRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, I'm too lazy to list again, but after Sarah it's Amirul, Jia Xuan, Yunying, Zhengyang. I think I may blog again later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE BLOGGER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*makes like a Kratos and SMASH!*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-4114453289903795943?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/4114453289903795943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=4114453289903795943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/4114453289903795943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/4114453289903795943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2007/04/double-coughs.html' title='*Double COUGHS*'/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-1858656751819460797</id><published>2007-04-02T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T18:14:36.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ooooouuuuuaarrgh.</title><content type='html'>My throat is damn dry. ~___~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been coughing all day and it is NOT fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spitting phlegm does not help my throat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I feel like vomitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except I can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz I have nothing in my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARRRRGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know whether I can go tomorrow. Most likely yes, but I have no idea how I can go through the 5 items with my hacking cough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAAARRRRR *coughCOUGH* RRRRRRRRRGHHHHHHHHH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-1858656751819460797?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/1858656751819460797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=1858656751819460797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/1858656751819460797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/1858656751819460797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2007/04/ooooouuuuuaarrgh.html' title='Ooooouuuuuaarrgh.'/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-359608450579664250</id><published>2007-04-01T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T19:05:11.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY BIRTHDAY, YO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;"It's my birthday, it's my birthday, it's my birthday!"&lt;br /&gt;-Knuckles&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MEEEE!! =DDDD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! I'm now officially 15!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIG Thanks to Haz, Sarah, Jiaxuan, Melsh and Amirul for yesterday!! UBER FUN!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so far, I've gotten birthday wishes since Friday XD;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First was Melsh, next was Woon Yeow and third was Nicholas, that was on Friday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks guys!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not as fun as yesterday. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family and I were supposed to go out for sushi for lunch and later my mom wanted to go shopping for new boots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead I was attacked by viruses! DDD: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I spent the morning having cold shakes, the afternoon waiting for the doctor and the rest of the afternoon drifting in and out of consciousness and sweating like a pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus I'm really grateful we went out yesterday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xia lah, I was really being a suagu(mountain tortoise, or A.K.A country bumpkin) because it was my second time visiting that part of Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had choir rehearsal at Victoria Theatre and let me just say, Nanyang Girls' costumes are fabulous!! It's really beautiful!! Oh and amazingly we sang better than usual lol! Mr. Yong only had to scold once or twice~ Yay~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we decided to go around town and sightsee lolz! Took pictures at the Stamford Raffles statue and made our way over to the MRT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate our lunch at BK(which is really expensive btw) and started our messy phonecalls with Sarah and Haz. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon after that, since Haz and Sarah would take some time to reach us, we decided to wander around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along the way, we were on crack and I HAVE PICTURES TO PROVE IT! XD Also I saw the Merlion(s) and became a tourist by taking lots of irrelevant pictures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next we chanced upon the Esplanade(pronounced as in lemo-NADE)and wooo! Saw the inside of it for the first time!! It's super cool and I wouldn't mind going there again! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made fun of emo people again and again and again lol! XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went and fetched Haz and Sarah and went back to Esplanade. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got up to the roof terrace and that's where we spent our afternoon. FUN. &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and and they got me a cake!!!! &lt;3333 LOVE YA GUYS!! &lt;333 Haz bought me a soft toy too!! &lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UN THANK YOU GUYS!!! Can't wait for tuesday~! (Not going on Monday coz I'm still sick. &gt;.&gt; Hopefully not on Tuesday even though I have a two day MC...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. My mom likes the rainforest choir costume! *heartattacks* It appears only adults like this costume because I remember Miss Myers liking it as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-359608450579664250?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/359608450579664250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=359608450579664250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/359608450579664250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/359608450579664250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-birthday-yo.html' title='MY BIRTHDAY, YO!'/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-4396346091664316272</id><published>2007-03-30T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T19:55:45.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*heartattacks*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEWS AND ARASHI MAY PERFORM NEXT WEEK ON FRIDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ASFDHGKJADSKADSYTWEFQWSDJ!!!!!!!!&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/13945584-4396346091664316272?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/4396346091664316272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=4396346091664316272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/4396346091664316272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/4396346091664316272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2007/03/heartattacks.html' title='*heartattacks*'/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-6436682938919515576</id><published>2007-03-30T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T19:45:54.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MUSIC STATION &lt;333</title><content type='html'>AHHHH I AM SO HAPPY I DID NOT DITCH MUSIC STATION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO HAPPY I DID NOT STOP HOUNDING MUSiC STATION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE THIS IS THE MOMENT I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S TEPPEI KOIKE. ON MY TELEVISION. SINGING. (w/o Wentz but who cares. &gt;.&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;33333333333333333333!!!!!!&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/13945584-6436682938919515576?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/6436682938919515576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=6436682938919515576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/6436682938919515576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/6436682938919515576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2007/03/music-station-333.html' title='MUSIC STATION &lt;333'/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-8993322121421963864</id><published>2007-03-30T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T19:06:21.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I like quizzes!</title><content type='html'>Because Sarah and Geelyn did it. =3 It's fun! I'm gonna list 10 questions about myself and the score'll be at the end, just highlight it~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each question is worth 2 marks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. When does Hazel start to draw &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; nice pictures?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(a) When her muses start flowin'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(b) When she's bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(c) When she's stressed and depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(d) What &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; nice pictures?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What makes Hazel go into fangirl fits?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(a) Izuru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(b) Discworld.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(c) JE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(d) All of the above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What song does Hazel listen to, to cheer herself up? (I don't think many of you can get this one. O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(a) WaT's 5 senchi, Ready go! and Bokura no Love Story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(b) Shuuji to Akira's Seishun Amigo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(c) Beatles' Yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(d) None of the above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Who does Hazel have a &lt;strike&gt;lesbian&lt;/strike&gt; crush on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(a) Uchi Hiroki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(b) Kamenashi Kazuya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(c) The Teck Whye Man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(d) Hazel's impervious to crushes! Bwahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What CCAs does Hazel have? (This is soooo omg giveaway. =.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(a) Chinese Orchestra, Choir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(b) Librarian, Guides&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(c) Science Team, Choir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(d) Science Team, Librarian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Who has Hazel cosplayed before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(a) Hinata from Naruto, Hani Honey from Ouran, Suiginto from Rozen Maiden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(b) Sloth from FMA, Kanaria from Rozen Maiden, Yamato from Loveless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(c) Ritsuka from Loveless, Ino from Naruto, Mikuru from Suzumiya Haruhi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(d) Shuuji from Nobuta, Nia from Death Note, Haruhi from Ouran&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What is the most recent movie has Hazel watched? (Oooh, wonder who can get this XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(a) Mulan II&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(b) League of Extraordinary Gentlemen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(c) Mr. Bean's Holiday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(d) Shaun of the Dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Which sitcom does Hazel likes best?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(a) How I met your Mother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(b) Friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(c) The Office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(d) All of the above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Which of the following shows what Hazel likes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(a) Kittens, anime, sports, everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(b) Animanga, fangirling, friends, life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(c) School, life, baby animals!, Anime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(d) Drawing, anime, friends, weddings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Who is Hazel gonna cosplay as in EOY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(a) Nia from DeathNote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(b) Haruhi from The Melancholy of Suzumiya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(c) Shuuji from Nobuta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(d) Hani Honey from Ouran High&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answers: &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;c, d, a, a, c, b, d, d, b, a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;16 - 20: OMG ARE YOU STALKING ME? Keep it up~! ;D Hee hee, or if you're not stalking, I can safely say that you are a very observant friend. XD Yay! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11-17: &gt;w&lt;&gt;.&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10&gt; : Oooh, you prolly don't know me that well, but keep trying! =33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg, I'm such a bad quiz maker. &gt;.&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-8993322121421963864?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8993322121421963864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=8993322121421963864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/8993322121421963864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/8993322121421963864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-like-quizzes.html' title='I like quizzes!'/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-178460010605743565</id><published>2007-03-25T14:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T14:33:15.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*incoherent squealing*</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;"ASHASJFSAYADATDYSAFKSYAGUSDADSDS!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Knuckles&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I GOT THE &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;S&lt;/span&gt; CALENDAR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*keysmashes like woah*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I COULD NOT STOP FANGIRLING SINCE YESTERDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO BRINGING IT TO SCHOOL ON TUESDAY SO WE CAN ALL FANGIRL OVER IT.&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;MY DEEPEST APOLOGY TO HAZ AND GUEN WHOM I PROMISED I WOULD GO TO KINO WITH THEM. *weeps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT I WILL STILL GO KINO~~!!!! FORGIVE MEEEEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE NO SELF-CONTROL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*weeps blood*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But apparently there is such a thing as retribution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only recently I found out that Kanjani8 calendar had...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(wait for it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(*drumrolls*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;UCHI&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uchi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was not in the NEWS calendar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ASDFGHJKL!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:!@#$%U*I&amp;^$"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;!@#$%U*I&amp;amp;^$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;#@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sobs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have totally bought Kanjani8 calendar, nevermind that I love NEWS more or that Shige was in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimately, I'm an Uchi&lt;strike&gt;whore&lt;/strike&gt; fangirl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*kicks self*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT SRSLY, KANJANI8 WAS OUT OF SALE SO I LOVE MY PRECIOUS NEWS ANYWAYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's more amazing is that THE CALENDAR STARTS ON MY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!! LIEK, OMGOLLY!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And NEWS is so much win that they printed a fake L.A newspaper just for the shoot. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Altho SRSLY. Yamapi. CUT YO HAIR PREASE. Nevermind, I can let Jiaxuan fangirl you.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their RINGS THAT ARE MADE OF DOLLAR BILLS. HOW COOL IS THAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is SO WORTH THE $$$ I HAD TO STARVE MYSELF OUT OFF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS LIEK, MY PRECIOUS B'DAY PRESENT TO MYSELF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hugszors*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel like I should revive my Livejournal account. Because I wanna make friends with the JE fans of S'pore. I really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, like Jiaxuan, I wanna find and marry the son of the owner of Kinokuniya. &lt;strike&gt;Even if he's 3 years old and a mongoloid. &gt;.&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-178460010605743565?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/178460010605743565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=178460010605743565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/178460010605743565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/178460010605743565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2007/03/incoherent-squealing.html' title='*incoherent squealing*'/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-6875662763318458824</id><published>2007-03-23T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T23:48:03.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crying makes you feel good.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;"Like, UH, CRACK. Helloooo! I didn't know the dances for Ai Igai and Seishun could match SO MANY crack songs. Love." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Knuckles on the subject of using two MP3s.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. GREAT NEWS.(Oh, wow PUN! HAHAHHAHAA!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My NEWS calendar is in KINO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OMGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH *freaks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So so so so so so I'M GOING (TENTATIVELY) NEXT TUESDAAAAAAAAAAAAY EEEEEEEEEEEEE OMGOLLY~!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hyperventilates*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can't believe Kino didn't call meeee! DDDD: It could have like, arrived in the EARLY DAYS OF MARCH AND I WAITED 20 FRIKKIN' DAYS OR SOMETHING OR-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hyperventilates somemore*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*composes self*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today. Was friday. Hazrina wanted to go check out Kino and I kinda couldn't wait for Kino to call me anymore. So I decided to follow her and ask the salespeople &lt;strike&gt;WHETHER THEY WERE KEEPING THE CALENDAR ALL FOR THEMSELVES&lt;/strike&gt; if the shipment had already arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way there, we had CRACK like you wouldn't believe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, we were discussing about CF and EOY and the songs...and gradually we began to gravitate towards the mp3s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were listening to hers and I was just playing with my mp3, wanting to show some of Ryo's dance moves that we could incorporate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the CRACK happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES. We found out that certain songs matched the Ai Igai song and we went all fangirlish. XD &lt;strike&gt;Also, the Chow Yun Fatt driver might have something to do with it. &gt;.&gt; &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UGH I'M READING ANGST FICS AND AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH I will remedy this with Stephen King later. Bwahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEXT TUESDAY, WHO WANNA GO KINO, TELL ME. I'LL ATTACK YOU AND FORCE YOU TO GO WITH ME. BWAHAH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-6875662763318458824?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/6875662763318458824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=6875662763318458824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/6875662763318458824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/6875662763318458824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2007/03/crying-makes-you-feel-good.html' title='Crying makes you feel good.'/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-866282524541065668</id><published>2007-03-15T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T22:04:42.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love today. HOHO.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;"I wonder how's it like being omnipotent. I bet it's boring."&lt;br /&gt;-Knuckles&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choir wasn't bad. I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE GOING GENTING IN JUNE!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOOHOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. And for the sake for Sarah, I shall blog about badminton. Lulz. I hope Sarah's feeling better now. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After choir, we proceeded to Yew Tee's MacDonalds and grabbed food. Oh yea, I spent an earlier $18 on M1 prepaid card, so I'm BROKE. REALLY BROKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yea. MacDonalds. I hate MacDonalds. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We crashed Jiaxuan's house! HAHAHA. And teased her lil' brother. Muaha. Then we made our way to the badminton courts! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is, me, Jiaxuan, Mel and Zhengyang. Yea, coz Sarah was sick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;='(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing with Jx is the best, she is the pro-est of us all. And Zy was being a bully. &gt;O But then he lent me money so he's less bull-iee. If that makes sense. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melsh not bad. AIYOH, THEY ALL BETTER THAN ME THEN CORRECT LAH. XDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after 3 solid hours of badminton(My arm hurts, ouchies!) we went back and crashed Jx's house AGAIN! &gt;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time we played cards: Taidi, Blackjack and Bridge. Super fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I.. have nothing else to say, so, looking forward to tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-866282524541065668?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/866282524541065668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=866282524541065668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/866282524541065668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/866282524541065668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-love-today-hoho.html' title='I love today. HOHO.'/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-371823543389695593</id><published>2007-03-14T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T22:30:15.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M MEAN.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;DDDDDD: Shige gets no love. The way he keeps getting shunted to the side is like watching an elderly criple fall down a flight of stairs - FUNNY BUT HORRIBLE.&lt;br /&gt;-occupiedneptune&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. WHAT. BECAUSE IT IS TRUE. SO TRUE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGOLLY POOR SHIGE!!!! *hugs* I want hiiim. ;A;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Yes, I know I'm cheating on Jun Ki and Teppei, but...but...SHIGE. My FIRST LOVE. *whacked* &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Explanation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just read a pimp post of NEWs calendar (WHICH BTW, I WILL GET ONCE KINO SHIPS IT OVER. IT WILL MARK A NEW LINE FOR ME OVER INTO THE SUCKING VOID THAT IS JE.)and OH MY GOLLY &lt;strike&gt;naked&lt;/strike&gt; ADORABLE NEWS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*squeals long and loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*gaspu* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Going back to watch A HAUNTING dun dun dun. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-371823543389695593?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/371823543389695593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=371823543389695593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/371823543389695593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/371823543389695593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-mean.html' title='I&apos;M MEAN.'/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-1572184011149695423</id><published>2007-03-14T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T21:12:28.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My heart feels all woobly. X3</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;"Love DOES conquer all. Even bad breath."&lt;br /&gt;-Knuckles&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may start seeing quotes at the start of every post. &gt;.&gt; Heehee. I just finished reading a really fluffy piece of writing and am now really high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOHO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, to my amazement, JACK TAN READS THE DISCWORLD SERIES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shocking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, by some MIRACLE, I found the SECOND book in the Discworld series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*w*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Death. I really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I... forgot what I wanted to blog about. &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*tries to fill the large vacuum silence*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLOG UPDATING IS TOUGH. And. Um. I need to change my blogskin. Feck.  oAo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-1572184011149695423?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/1572184011149695423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=1572184011149695423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/1572184011149695423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/1572184011149695423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-heart-feels-all-woobly-x3.html' title='My heart feels all woobly. X3'/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-6230426154762297085</id><published>2007-03-13T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T19:57:59.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quoting is cool!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;There's so much BL everywhere, it's a wonder the world doesn't acknowledge it! I mean, even Diana Wynn Jones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Knuckles&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just coz quoting yourself is supercool. Aweshum even. Or lame. ... Nevermind. &gt;.&gt; Try it! It makes you feel like an important person enough to be quoted. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today. Basically just lazing around. LULZ. The Amaths assignment totally pwned me. SEE WHAT TWO DAYS W/O WORK DOES TO MY BRAIN?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually today's post was totally just to show off my incredible quoting skills. Yea. Be in &lt;i&gt;awe&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh. Leaving now. &gt;.&gt; Bybyes~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-6230426154762297085?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/6230426154762297085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=6230426154762297085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/6230426154762297085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/6230426154762297085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2007/03/quoting-is-cool.html' title='Quoting is cool!'/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-2671438344803575398</id><published>2007-03-10T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T15:21:22.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whut? I have to update? PFFT.</title><content type='html'>PFFT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PFFFFT TO ALL BLOG UPDATING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A BIG FAT PFFT.&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;Ok, obviously, I'm NOT happy with my CT. *shrugs* Well, it's all for show, right? &lt;strike&gt;Although I do understand why that girl committed suicide for not getting an A.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March holidays are here, and frankly, it's not very much of a holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONDAY - (I can never remember the name)A Conference thingy at RJC, going with Sarah, Geel, Benjy and Demas. In the morning. Afterwards, having class outing at 5p.m. Shucks. I don't know where. o.o;; Gotta call Janice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUESDAY - FREE DAY. *rejoices*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEDNESDAY - Another choral workshop with totally different schools. Hope we perform better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THURSDAY - Choir practice in the morning. &lt;strike&gt;(There's something else that's niggling at my brain.)&lt;/strike&gt; LAWL! This was the thing niggling at my brain. Thanks Sarah! =D &lt;b&gt;EDIT:&lt;/b&gt; Afterwards, badminton match with Jiaxuan, Sarah and Melsh. I MISS BADMINTON. Last time I played was... when? During the Astro comp at Yuan's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY - Choir practice in the morning. &lt;strike&gt;Science Team&lt;/strike&gt; Cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, one free day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUDGE. FORGOT TO CALL HANNAH. FRIDAY IS CANCELLED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, tomorrow. Must remember!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I shall attempt to do the impossible. Follow teacher's advice and do all 3 chinese compos in one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Why issit that when I say compo, people get all "EH. ENGLISH COMPO. DAMN EASY. WHY YOU COMPLAAAAIN? PFFT." Do you understand that I only complain about ONE TYPE OF COMPO? Sheesh. I find it hard to complain about English unless it's to compete the amount of homework we have.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blogpost was pointless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wished I went to the concert on Friday. *sobs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Every morning I find it so hard to get up and face the day. I slam the alarm clock and hide under my blanket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I'm not sleepy. I don't know why. I just don't feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my dad knocks on my door and up I go, changing, carrying my bag and facing dozens of ignoring motorbicycles trying to ram you down by using the excuse of not seeing you at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sighs*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;He didn't come today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*slaps self*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IDIOT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-2671438344803575398?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/2671438344803575398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=2671438344803575398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/2671438344803575398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/2671438344803575398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2007/03/whut-i-have-to-update-pfft.html' title='Whut? 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PFFT.'/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-3925981459983248833</id><published>2007-03-06T18:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T19:06:03.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woah, quiz.</title><content type='html'>Stole this from Sarah. &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name the people you know with the initials A-Z in their names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;mirul &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(My &lt;i&gt;father&lt;/i&gt; XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;enjamin &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(Fellow eye-roller XD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;lare&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; (My &lt;strike&gt;defenseless victim&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;i&gt;friend&lt;/i&gt;. Heehee.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;emas &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(Main entertainer in class)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;dward &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(Pri School best friend[One of them! XD])&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;arhanis &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(Pri Sch friend)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;eelyn &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(MY BP FRIEEEEND!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;azrina &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(MY FIRST BP FRIEEEEND!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;sabella &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(My junior!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;iale &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(My astro mate)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;erissa &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(Classmate! Smaaaart.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;ionel &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(Ok. I've forgotten him, LONG LONG AGO. So i'm just filling up the space. &gt;.&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;elvyn &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(Sarah's *coughcough* Friend. XD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;icholas &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(Sec 1/2 classmate)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;livia&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; (Choir mate!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;uo hua &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(Choir and Classmate!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Q&lt;/span&gt;iu Quan &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(Chairmaaan. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;achel &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(Cousin!~&lt;3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;arah!&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; (Liek, urh, DUH.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(Dunno. D: )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(Dunno. D: )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;idhi &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(Friend who moved to New Zealand. Remember her? XD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;eiling &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(Sec 1/2 classmate!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;iying &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(Choir mate!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;un Ying &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(Also choir!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Z&lt;/span&gt;hengyang &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(Emoboy. I mean, Macdonald friend. XD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How many siblings does A have?&lt;br /&gt;I believe he is a middle child. &lt;strike&gt;Yes, I know that doesn't answer the question. Damnnit. &gt;.&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.What does B sms you about?&lt;br /&gt;SMS? Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What's C's nickname?&lt;br /&gt;Clare. Nothing else. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. How did you get to know D?&lt;br /&gt;From his blog. HAHA. Celebrity. O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. How despo is E?&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe Edward is despo. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. How many years is F older/younger than you?&lt;br /&gt;Same age!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Name 3 of G's best friends.&lt;br /&gt;Sarah, a girl named Audrey...and um...I don't know... &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Does H knows I?&lt;br /&gt;I don't think so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What if J suddenly turns into your enemy?&lt;br /&gt;I hope not. o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Under what condition will K &amp; L get married?&lt;br /&gt;Like, when the cow lands on the moon. Amazing but not unpossible. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. How many people do you know with M's name?&lt;br /&gt;Not many. In fact, not anybody. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you enjoy talking on the phone with N?&lt;br /&gt;What, Nia? *distracted* Oh, Nicholas. Uh. Never tried before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Do you think O knows P?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, during choir. I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. How geeky is Q?&lt;br /&gt;VERY. Hahaha. No lah, just kidding. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Is R very popular?&lt;br /&gt;Not sure. I bet she is! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What happens if S likes you?&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't she? *wibbles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Is T a very random person?&lt;br /&gt;Ye-No. No. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. How are U and V related?&lt;br /&gt;I bet Vidhi knows the letter U! *nodsnods*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Do you take W else other than a friend?&lt;br /&gt;I guess, aquaintance? Frieeeends~&lt;3 XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. When's the last time you met up with X?&lt;br /&gt;In school. Earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Are Y and Z enemies?&lt;br /&gt;*frowns* Should think not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Of A-Z, who do you love the most?&lt;br /&gt;*sniffs* I LOVE THEM ALLL. Except for the, uh,  ones that I put that so I could fill the blank. &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Will you betray any of them?&lt;br /&gt;That's a stupid question. OF COURSE NOT. =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Have you loved or confessed to anyone from A-Z?&lt;br /&gt;N-no. I don't think I've confessed. I'm not the confessing type..^^;; But, like said before, I LOVE (most) OF THEMM!! &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, say whaaat? XD Sorry. Trying to imitate Barney. HEEHEE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-3925981459983248833?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/3925981459983248833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=3925981459983248833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/3925981459983248833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/3925981459983248833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2007/03/woah-quiz.html' title='Woah, quiz.'/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-2937777331535884037</id><published>2007-03-05T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T18:34:21.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yoohooies~!</title><content type='html'>Look, I'm back! 1 day later! Lulz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where was I? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. Lemme start at Common Tests, shall I? So, already we've gotten back Amaths and Physics and I'm quite okay with it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amaths is a bare A2(Not so good, but I can work harder!)&lt;br /&gt;Physics is...well...average. Got beaten by Clare! (And although I'm not supposed to say it, but I blame the teacher. =B)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommorrow is Bio. *shudders* And already I know I did something really stupid in my chem paper. =.=;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh, I missed choir today because a stupid eye infection. GRAH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yea, been having steep ups and downs these past few days. Not very nice. =( Wish that there were ups and ups and a few downs. That'll be nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss choir. ;_;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yush, I do not like my other CCA very much right now. =/ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unn. Nothing much to say now. I am at peace with myself. XD Hahaha, buhbyes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-2937777331535884037?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/2937777331535884037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=2937777331535884037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/2937777331535884037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/2937777331535884037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2007/03/yoohooies.html' title='Yoohooies~!'/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-6413637707961835852</id><published>2007-03-04T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T13:24:39.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do we need titles, huh?</title><content type='html'>Today is Sunday. And I shall blog about yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, sarcastic quotation marks included, interesting introduction now over, let me tell you something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Choral Workshop&lt;/span&gt; was like being &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;slapped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; by a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;giant wet flopping &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;fish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who don't know what that is, it's a workshop where different schools participating in the SYF can perform in front of each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is to help gauge our competition and how far we are ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, we are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;NEGATIVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other schools are SUPER DOUBLE AWESOME and we stank like a decayed donkey(haha alliteration) in the middle of the afternoon on the sand dunes of the Sahara Desert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, there were other factors we had to consider, like how the piano was out of tune, and that there were only &lt;strong&gt;THREE&lt;/strong&gt; basses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STILL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We gotta buck up man.. and we only have a month to do it to boot. Mostly, the problem lies in the attitude, we believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And we weren't even performing with the creme de la creme!!! They were in the afternoon and WE WERE IN THE MORNING. I think Mr Yong scheduled it such that we didn't fall into deeper depression. o.o;; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we let stressed out on the bus by singing High School Musical songs in falsetto to annoy Mel and Amanda. LAWL. &gt;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh right, in the afternoon we went for movies! Me, Jiaxuan, Amirul, Sarah, Mel and Zhengyang. Haha, it was definitely great, although the movie sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best part of the day? I HAD UNBELIEVABLE LUCK. In the library, we played BlackJack(me, Jiaxuan and Zy) and I TRASHED THEM! MWAHAHAHA. First hand and I got 5 cards. Amazing. XD And zy had the worst luck, and lost 70 cents. XDXD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, we have also cristened Jiaxuan as Suzy/Daisy/whatever &gt;.&gt; and Zy is now known as Jackson. XDDDDDDDD Hahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoops, gotta go, will blog later too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Still pissed about Science Team. *shrugs*&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-6413637707961835852?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/6413637707961835852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=6413637707961835852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/6413637707961835852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/6413637707961835852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2007/03/why-do-we-need-titles-huh.html' title='Why do we need titles, huh?'/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-8011718319514802239</id><published>2007-02-28T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T20:19:41.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hana-Kimi~!</title><content type='html'>It's so cute!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait till Clare gets the DVD! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I'll probably go find it in CC. If I do, then... then... This will be the second shojo manga I'll EVER buy. &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, of course, being Ouran. *squeals*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yaaaaaaangyang! SUPERCUTE. Reminds me of Uchi. Heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And am I the only one who DOESN'T think that high jumper guy is handsome? O: Whoops. Hohoho. &gt;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Guen, are you thinking what I'm thinking? *wriggles eyebrows* Sempai/Junior raburabu! XDD *snickers*&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-8011718319514802239?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8011718319514802239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=8011718319514802239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/8011718319514802239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/8011718319514802239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2007/02/hana-kimi.html' title='Hana-Kimi~!'/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13945584.post-2629139259506051186</id><published>2007-02-27T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T20:29:37.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LIEK, GAIZ, LOOKIE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;OMG. NOW I THINK S'PORE NEWSPAPERS ARE SUPERDUPER COOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;FIRST JIN(about his scandal in L.A. LAWL.) NOW PI.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMGOOSH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/ReQfmYRBHyI/AAAAAAAAAL8/J30-0gInOKU/s1600-h/s320x240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036185027516374818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/ReQfmYRBHyI/AAAAAAAAAL8/J30-0gInOKU/s320/s320x240.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIKE. OMGOSSSSH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*fangirls for a few more minutes*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahah. Stole this from Paikonto in Livejournal. I REALLY hope she doesn't hunt me down and &lt;strike&gt;get Ryo to cut my hair&lt;/strike&gt; sue me, cause I really don't wanna part with my manga. &gt;.&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PI!!!!!!!! &lt;33333&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yea, that reminds me, I still gotta change my blogskin. &gt;.&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, yea, the main post of this blog(before I clicked on a link and went all ga-ga) was that YES I AM NOT ANOREXIC. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not that I am, in the first place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HOWEVER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It appears I am now diabetic. LULZ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or at least my mom says so coz I get pissed when I'm hungry. Sorta like my dad when he's low on sugar. Yup. BEWARE. Ahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What was I gonna blog abt again?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh RIGHT. Common tests.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uh. So far, so good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not taking this seriously, am I? *sighs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Already I'm making plans to go watch movie this Saturday. ^^;; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*double sighs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13945584-2629139259506051186?l=jocularwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/feeds/2629139259506051186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13945584&amp;postID=2629139259506051186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/2629139259506051186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13945584/posts/default/2629139259506051186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jocularwords.blogspot.com/2007/02/liek-gaiz-lookie.html' title='LIEK, GAIZ, LOOKIE.'/><author><name>Fyre-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13017235000623255899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0rCAitp2mdc/ReQfmYRBHyI/AAAAAAAAAL8/J30-0gInOKU/s72-c/s320x240.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
