<?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-693426206162273225</id><updated>2011-09-24T19:00:55.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EMBLAZY</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>babyELFiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502752331148543828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693426206162273225.post-1799775041538903995</id><published>2010-09-11T13:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T21:56:09.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wait a while</title><content type='html'>you're being redirected to my most updated blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if not.. go to &lt;a href="http://thycontradictions.toodledoo.org/"&gt;thycontradictions.toodledoo.org&lt;/a&gt; &lt; link's here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or if you're too stubborn to find it or click it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://thycontradictions.toodledoo.org&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693426206162273225-1799775041538903995?l=emblazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/feeds/1799775041538903995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/09/wait-while.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/1799775041538903995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/1799775041538903995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/09/wait-while.html' title='wait a while'/><author><name>babyELFiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502752331148543828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693426206162273225.post-7595351329775326222</id><published>2010-05-23T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T16:50:28.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Super procrastination</title><content type='html'>I've been meaning to update for a while now but the fact is, I'm not really into blogger. I love wordpress &lt;strong&gt;A LOT&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Sorry blogger.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to go back and make a website. I'll just redirect this to there, so it'll be easier. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime though, I won't be updating this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to stop procrastinating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693426206162273225-7595351329775326222?l=emblazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/feeds/7595351329775326222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/05/super-procrastination.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/7595351329775326222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/7595351329775326222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/05/super-procrastination.html' title='Super procrastination'/><author><name>babyELFiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502752331148543828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693426206162273225.post-7617341518447444811</id><published>2010-05-09T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T18:27:35.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Severe headache</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sciencedaily.com/images/2009/03/090309161951-large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 350px;" src="http://www.sciencedaily.com/images/2009/03/090309161951-large.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm having one heck of a headache because even my eyeballs hurt. If i look left, right, up or down by just using my eyes, it fucking hurts. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm screwed for school tomorrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693426206162273225-7617341518447444811?l=emblazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/feeds/7617341518447444811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/05/severe-headache.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/7617341518447444811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/7617341518447444811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/05/severe-headache.html' title='Severe headache'/><author><name>babyELFiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502752331148543828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693426206162273225.post-179009394849337805</id><published>2010-05-08T13:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T13:24:05.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This sucks</title><content type='html'>Ever since one incident, I'm worried for every argument I have. Now I have this argument with my friend and I don't know, I feel weird now. As if, all that was easily just broken and shattered. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's how I feel. The uncomfortable feeling, you know? This sucks. Cause I'm going back to the same feeling as before. Fuck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693426206162273225-179009394849337805?l=emblazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/feeds/179009394849337805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/05/this-sucks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/179009394849337805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/179009394849337805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/05/this-sucks.html' title='This sucks'/><author><name>babyELFiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502752331148543828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693426206162273225.post-8293144817751009747</id><published>2010-05-08T12:51:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T13:00:13.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Acapella</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5Gt9ze5tAuw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5Gt9ze5tAuw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I joined acapella, It's as if my world is surrounded by acapella. It's kind of cool. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I got into Acapella; Rhapsody in my school (RP). I apparently am an alto. Lower voice of a female. That sucks. I have a &lt;strong&gt;deep&lt;/strong&gt; voice. I sound like a guy! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole acapella thing was cool though, when I went for it for the first time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693426206162273225-8293144817751009747?l=emblazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/feeds/8293144817751009747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/05/acapella.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/8293144817751009747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/8293144817751009747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/05/acapella.html' title='Acapella'/><author><name>babyELFiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502752331148543828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693426206162273225.post-6402048773377538153</id><published>2010-05-04T22:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T22:35:22.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seriously?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.theparentcompany.co.uk/images/ParentsChild1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.theparentcompany.co.uk/images/ParentsChild1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know I should be thankful, grateful and all the good stuff about having such great ones. Having ones that give me most of what I want and need regardless of anything. However, sometimes, I honestly can't be that grateful or whatever godly good stuff I should be. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got an advice that if I want to be closer to them, I should do something about it. Like for example, tell them something I feel, complain to them about something that happened to school. You know, fill them in on the details? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;BUT IT DOESN'T WORK!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just did exactly that just now. I told them I got inside Acapella. I swear this is how the whole conversation went: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Hey, I got something to say. *pause* I got into Acapella.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Them: what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: I got inside Acapella&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Them: what?! *getting frustrated*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: I got in-side A-ca-pe-lla&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Them: You got accepted in acapella? what is acapella?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: You know, the audition I went for before? The one I told you about?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Them: So you got ACCEPTED in acapella then. Hey what is that? *points to food* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that's it, I just said, I'm going to the office tomorrow cause I need to buy medicine and they were like wtf? &lt;i&gt;Not actual wtf, but you know.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So it's like, it didn't work. Trying to make them know about my life. &lt;b&gt;definitely did not work&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know whether to be happy or sad about it. I mean, think about it. They don't want to know my life, so as long as I don't come home late, I can do whatever I want. But &lt;b&gt;i'm sad about it&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to be close to them like those other people out there, or like at least have them asking me stuff like, "so how's your life? anything new? tell me anything, I'm open"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like you know, act as a best friend like what she once said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All bullshit. They treat him so nice but I'm treated the total opposite. If i ever inquire about it, they'll go, "oh you're a girl" &lt;b&gt;bullshit&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He can go out anytime or any day he wants, consecutively even! But if I try to do that too, I can't. Why? cause i ask money from them. Well, sorry for having limited confidence in myself to go out and make a name for myself. No offense, but you played a part in it too. Dude, I had no support when I have to do things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, actually, not totally no support, I got support when I finally went out to look for a job, why? Cause they want me to stop using their money. Kay' fine, they want me to be independent, but cmon, they should know why I'm kinda reluctant in doing so. HELLO? SO MUCH FOR BEING IN MY LIFE? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heck, their stupid agency is their stupid fucking life. They care more about their staff than about me. Tell me i'm wrong and give me a reason too because I know no one can say that. 'cause everyone can see it, they just think i'm too dumb to think that way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They complain I don't care. DO THEY CARE ABOUT MY LIFE? NO? SO WHY SHOULD I? I TRIED CARING AND THEY DIDN'T GIVE TWO HOOTS ABOUT IT. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They wonder why I get irritated so easily? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tell me why when you get ignored all the time too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They say, "why are you angry? nobody's fighting with you" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHY? &lt;b&gt;I'LL TELL YOU!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nobody's fighting with me because &lt;b&gt;nobody's fucking listening to me&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everytime I say something, it's probably wrong, so let's ignore her. Fuck, my whole life, I get ignored. I get asked to do stupid things when he can do it also. I get asked to carry heavy stuff while he don't need to carry anything. HOW FAIR IS THAT?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND YOU TELL ME YOU LOVE US BOTH EQUALLY? REALLY NOW? I FIND THAT SOOOOO HARD TO BELIEVE. TYVM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I fucking hate this sometimes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I LOVE YOU BOTH DEARLY, BUT SOMETIMES, REMEMBER THAT I HAVE FEELINGS TOO. REALLY, I HAVE FEELINGS THAT I DON'T SAY BUT IT REALLY HURTS ME. I CAN'T SAY IT TO ANYONE BECAUSE NO ONE WILL REALLY UNDERSTAND YEA. AND I DON'T WANT TO APPEAR AS SOMEONE WHO DON'T APPRECIATE THINGS. OR UNFILIAL OR WHAT CRAP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Honestly, I can't be unfilial. Who fucking remembers the important days in your/our lives? Who fucking bother to do something? Who fucking dislike it if you guys starts to argue? Who fucking ignore everything when turmoils starts occurring in the house? Well, you guys probably won't think that way, you'll probably go, "nah, since when do you do such stuff?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fuck, you guys don't know me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693426206162273225-6402048773377538153?l=emblazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/feeds/6402048773377538153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/05/seriously.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/6402048773377538153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/6402048773377538153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/05/seriously.html' title='Seriously?'/><author><name>babyELFiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502752331148543828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693426206162273225.post-5784745796678722149</id><published>2010-05-01T17:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T17:14:07.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Would you believe?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;If I say that I wear specs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 277px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 204px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466227204587090210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JT7oJY_5PoE/S9vwrmb9cSI/AAAAAAAAAaM/W2VBl9E5kzs/s320/snapshot.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693426206162273225-5784745796678722149?l=emblazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/feeds/5784745796678722149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/05/would-you-believe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/5784745796678722149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/5784745796678722149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/05/would-you-believe.html' title='Would you believe?'/><author><name>babyELFiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502752331148543828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JT7oJY_5PoE/S9vwrmb9cSI/AAAAAAAAAaM/W2VBl9E5kzs/s72-c/snapshot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693426206162273225.post-4442537537679612044</id><published>2010-04-23T21:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T21:33:11.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Acer kinda blows</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qNFgsHp2dCk/ShMWFYr4JiI/AAAAAAAACNc/R-zszAcezWk/s400/aspire-4736z.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qNFgsHp2dCk/ShMWFYr4JiI/AAAAAAAACNc/R-zszAcezWk/s400/aspire-4736z.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The charging part of the laptop is fucked up. My dad bought a new charger and it still won't charge properly. Fucked up much? ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to the service center tomorrow with my mother to get it repaired. I'm going with my mother because I don't have the proof of purchase, so hehe, she'll help me speak? I'm scared. I'm a shy, scared, quiet girl alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693426206162273225-4442537537679612044?l=emblazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/feeds/4442537537679612044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/04/acer-kinda-blows.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/4442537537679612044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/4442537537679612044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/04/acer-kinda-blows.html' title='Acer kinda blows'/><author><name>babyELFiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502752331148543828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_qNFgsHp2dCk/ShMWFYr4JiI/AAAAAAAACNc/R-zszAcezWk/s72-c/aspire-4736z.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693426206162273225.post-5102881198593469522</id><published>2010-04-20T22:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T22:43:42.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Intimidation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JT7oJY_5PoE/S828_mU0h3I/AAAAAAAAAaE/vq37ZdgcYVU/s1600/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462229723875936114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JT7oJY_5PoE/S828_mU0h3I/AAAAAAAAAaE/vq37ZdgcYVU/s320/1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Intimidation = not me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When I feel intimidated, I go back to the shell I carry on my back. I become introverted again and I'll just keep to myself unless probed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I really hate feeling intimidated but I don't know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I want to see how it'll be like. To work with a person that intimidates you so much for some reason you have no idea because you've never even talked to the person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I hate feeling belittled. Fuck that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693426206162273225-5102881198593469522?l=emblazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/feeds/5102881198593469522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/04/intimidation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/5102881198593469522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/5102881198593469522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/04/intimidation.html' title='Intimidation'/><author><name>babyELFiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502752331148543828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JT7oJY_5PoE/S828_mU0h3I/AAAAAAAAAaE/vq37ZdgcYVU/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693426206162273225.post-4453181705702862036</id><published>2010-04-18T11:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T11:17:39.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss the holidays already</title><content type='html'>School started, hence the title. It's not so bad really. It's more into art now. Which totally kills me. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause my parents didn't pass on the "art" genes to me. Why you think I opted for F&amp;amp;N? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shucks. It was kind of stressing, the module on Friday. I was telling Fizz that I would never look forward to Friday ever again. ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I was an SL (student leader) for the STA camp and the FOP for this year, 2010. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I swear, I am doomed cause in most of the pictures I was in, I look fucking horrible. Fuck. &lt;em&gt;Yes, I do know I shouldn't swear. Bite me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 330px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs489.snc3/26736_397748814960_720854960_3950044_2466303_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 371px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs432.snc3/24899_425584168184_769973184_5031947_3643019_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In pictures, it's either I'm not happy, or I look fucking retarded. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Like I said, &lt;strong&gt;I'm doomed&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Die alone with 27 cats, dogs, mice, goldfishes, luohans, hamsters. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'll probably die alone in my &lt;strong&gt;big&lt;/strong&gt; house (&lt;em&gt;make me at least feel happy about my life&lt;/em&gt;) and no one would know. They'd walk past and smell some awful stench then think, "oh ya, she has dozens of animals. It must be their shits," and they walk away. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The moment people realized that I haven't been coming out, they'll do a search on the house and find my skeletons on the ground. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;That's how long they'll take to find me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ohwell, it's a pure rant post anyway. (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know if I want to happy, I need to manouver my life into the happiness road myself. No one would do that for me. (: It's cool. I can act. (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693426206162273225-4453181705702862036?l=emblazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/feeds/4453181705702862036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-miss-holidays-already.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/4453181705702862036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/4453181705702862036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-miss-holidays-already.html' title='I miss the holidays already'/><author><name>babyELFiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502752331148543828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693426206162273225.post-7412038050409192160</id><published>2010-04-08T00:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T00:32:47.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School's about to start</title><content type='html'>I just realized that I'll be busy from tomorrow onwards. I'll be out with friends tomorrow and the day after would be the camps or orientation in school. &lt;em&gt;Watch out freshies!&lt;/em&gt; Or at least what I hope will happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I swear off cuss words for a week. Cuss words meaning that I won't get to say my tagline: &lt;strong&gt;fuck you&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me success but I know a number are probably going, "&lt;em&gt;she won't last a minute.&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693426206162273225-7412038050409192160?l=emblazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/feeds/7412038050409192160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/04/schools-about-to-start.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/7412038050409192160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/7412038050409192160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/04/schools-about-to-start.html' title='School&apos;s about to start'/><author><name>babyELFiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502752331148543828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693426206162273225.post-4270493223859569772</id><published>2010-04-03T21:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T21:08:56.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a favourite author</title><content type='html'>And she's called&lt;em&gt; (please highlight or hover over it to see because it's a link too)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jennycrusie.com/"&gt;Jennifer Crusie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I simply love all of her books! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.trashionista.com/images/2008/01/17/anyonechick.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.trashionista.com/images/2007/11/30/agnes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51KHoDNLdbL._SL500_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i48.tinypic.com/289bsz9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Words enough cannot describe how much I'm addicted to her books. &lt;em&gt;Well... actually that pretty much sum it up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I love her books as much as I love Owl city! FUCK YES! I SO HAPPY TO HAVE FAVOURITES! :D &lt;strong&gt;for once!&lt;/strong&gt; So i'm not that weird after all!&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; YESSSS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ps/ Yes, I know i'm a bookworm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693426206162273225-4270493223859569772?l=emblazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/feeds/4270493223859569772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-have-favourite-author.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/4270493223859569772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/4270493223859569772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-have-favourite-author.html' title='I have a favourite author'/><author><name>babyELFiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502752331148543828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://i48.tinypic.com/289bsz9_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693426206162273225.post-5470478726609786949</id><published>2010-03-25T18:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T18:13:51.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My favourite dish in Singapore</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.about-recipes.com/imgrec/300918-Chicken-Rice.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693426206162273225-5470478726609786949?l=emblazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/feeds/5470478726609786949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-favourite-dish-in-singapore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/5470478726609786949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/5470478726609786949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-favourite-dish-in-singapore.html' title='My favourite dish in Singapore'/><author><name>babyELFiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502752331148543828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693426206162273225.post-1856154348318907793</id><published>2010-03-24T02:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T02:46:25.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insomnia</title><content type='html'>I'm cursed. I've always known I was but I was deluding myself and saying,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;You're alright elora, you're not cursed. You're just difficulty. &lt;em&gt;No wait&lt;/em&gt;... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Special!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fuck yeah, I'm special! What a load of bull. I'm not special. I'm cursed. Right from the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on my bed today, &lt;em&gt;well yesterday, it's midnight now&lt;/em&gt;, from 11pm to 1am. That's 2 hours of doing nothing but lie lifeless on the bed. Or &lt;strong&gt;seemingly lifeless&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did do research on this fucking illness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out this solution that makes this certain person sleep and I thought, at first, that it works because I yawned after trying that solution. &lt;strong&gt;It all went downhill from there&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Step 1: Close your eyes.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Did that. Pretty easy step.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Step 2: Empty your mind of EVERYTHING&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Okayyyy, still no problem.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Step 3: Inhale and Exhale deeply and count each breathing&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;1...2...3...4...5...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;That's it!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WTF? REALLY? &lt;em&gt;I thought&lt;/em&gt;. FUCKING EASY TO THE MAX! &lt;em&gt;I thought wrong&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tried it out since then and it fucking lied to me. I can't sleep AT ALL. It's the same method as counting sheeps. Counting sheeps don't make you fall asleep, it enhances your mathematical counting. I should have stopped when it said &lt;strong&gt;"count"&lt;/strong&gt;. It was suspicious enough. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I repel math. I &lt;strong&gt;used to &lt;/strong&gt;love math but hey, love for subjects comes and goes just like how school comes and goes. Cruel but it's life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found some general recommendation to ease my problem with sleeping and wow, they're &lt;em&gt;real&lt;/em&gt; helpful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451901155567898082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 44px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JT7oJY_5PoE/S6kLNzAqjeI/AAAAAAAAAZk/wpFIXc89wLk/s320/relax.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Like I never tried that one. But &lt;strong&gt;WAIT WHAT?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451901420318978946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 44px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JT7oJY_5PoE/S6kLdNSPc4I/AAAAAAAAAZs/a0fY0ygp1kc/s320/what.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;UM... I know I screen-shot it but ... let's skip it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451901926962008850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 28px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JT7oJY_5PoE/S6kL6srWkxI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Kn1Ty8847e4/s320/orly.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Been there, tried that.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451901928963266402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 37px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JT7oJY_5PoE/S6kL60IfV2I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/WewuOZR3_VU/s320/exactly.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EXACTLY MY POINT!&lt;/strong&gt; So now I'm up. Fuck, I'm dead. The same thing will happen tomorrow and it's a vicious cycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;SOMEONE FUCKING LIFT THE CURSE PLEASE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693426206162273225-1856154348318907793?l=emblazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/feeds/1856154348318907793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/03/insomnia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/1856154348318907793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/1856154348318907793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/03/insomnia.html' title='Insomnia'/><author><name>babyELFiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502752331148543828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JT7oJY_5PoE/S6kLNzAqjeI/AAAAAAAAAZk/wpFIXc89wLk/s72-c/relax.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693426206162273225.post-4837411481576786338</id><published>2010-03-20T16:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T16:26:05.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Manila</title><content type='html'>I reckon, I owe a blog post because I haven't updated this in a while. &lt;em&gt;Not a month yet but still&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went to Philippines like a month ago, I think? It was during february anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the experience of a lifetime, or maybe I'm exaggerating on that part but what I'm going to type next isn't an exaggeration. I swear, it's the truth and that's how I experienced it. Some might say it's frightening but really, it's just how the whole country works I think. I got used to it after sometime. I dare say, I kind of like it even.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what i'm going to talk about is the roads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how singapore's roads are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 526px; HEIGHT: 316px" height="407" alt="Singapore's road" src="http://www.diff.net/media/2002_03_12_Singapore_exploring/img_3724.medium.jpg" width="448" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's wide and it looks really organized. Heck, look at the trees and flowers in the picture. It's like paradise. &lt;em&gt;Well, to me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 546px; HEIGHT: 378px" height="1022" alt="a little more cars" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_1FZX2fUdiRM/RgTXfI3BSGI/AAAAAAAABK8/cJpr_BsOym8/IMG_1283.JPG" width="1040" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if the number of cars increase, it still look organized, doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's look at the traffic jams Singapore has:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Traffic JAM!" src="http://www.ibm.com/ibm/greateribm/images/traffic_jam.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude, that's a lot of cars! And I know, I wouldn't go calling this organize anymore but at least the people follow rules here. They're still in their lanes and whatnot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's look at the traffic jams in Philippines then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Traffic Jams in Philippines" src="http://i267.photobucket.com/albums/ii286/ciggylei/manilatrafficjam.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet, you're saying that, that's not that bad right? It still looks organized, just that the vehicles look wacky. &lt;em&gt;Just because you never see them in Singapore.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Traffic jam, hey, disorganizd a little?" src="http://amazingdata.com/mediadata21/Image/funny_amazing_cool_cute_traffic-jam-01200907221656213280.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up close and it'll be like this. Okay, it doesn't look too bad but really, if you were in that traffic jam, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IT WOULD BE BAD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; You know why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;They ALL go at fast speed. Faster than those in Malaysia (when my family went on a family road trip to KL).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;They honk nonstop. The horns in the vehicles there are overused and should be given a day-off!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;They cut whenever they see a small space in between the cars. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have someone give way to you there, is kind of ... unusual and rare.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Some of the lines on the road have faded (you're lucky this road has them).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Every driver there is a master in overtaking cars. &lt;strong&gt;And I mean EVERY driver&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, to me, all these reasons are kind of intimidating. Especially if you've been in Singapore for a while already. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="This is more specific" src="http://amazingdata.com/mediadata21/Image/funny_amazing_cool_cute_traffic-jam-13200907221656263292.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a more specific picture of the roads there. Look at the roads, no line. And the jam seem to take forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="more specific than specific pic above" src="http://cdn.wn.com/ph/img/15/8a/2106eca4052100b74c7c6b177276-grande.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did I say about the overtaking? I seriously meant EVERY drivers. Even bus drivers are specialized in overtaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But actually, I quite liked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could sleep long for the traffic jam. Plug in my earpieces and I'm good to go. &lt;em&gt;Sleepyland.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The speed was nice. I love speed. I have this desire to go fast in life, just not too fast 'cause I don't want to die yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And things there, I didn't see in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I went to my grandma's place, we had to go through a bridge that looks like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="bridge" src="http://www.nomad4ever.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/wooden-bridges-and-gravel-roads-in-negros-occidental-philippines.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda scary but it opened my eye. &lt;em&gt;That's a vehicle called tricycle&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Nice to ride on.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could go back to Philippines, I would. The things are cheap there. I felt rich for the first time in my life. Probably the last but hey, I can die a little happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go back and try the food vendors there. The one selling by the road and stuff. I want to eat the &lt;em&gt;"taho"&lt;/em&gt; also known as beancurd. &lt;strong&gt;DAMN NICE!&lt;/strong&gt; And the fishballs, I failed to try because my parent didn't let since it might be dirty and dangerous to the health. But I really want to try it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked Philippines regardless though. I loved it there. Everyone is so friendly! I LOVE IT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693426206162273225-4837411481576786338?l=emblazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/feeds/4837411481576786338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/03/manila.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/4837411481576786338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/4837411481576786338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/03/manila.html' title='Manila'/><author><name>babyELFiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502752331148543828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://lh6.ggpht.com/_1FZX2fUdiRM/RgTXfI3BSGI/AAAAAAAABK8/cJpr_BsOym8/s72-c/IMG_1283.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693426206162273225.post-6117640570033611106</id><published>2010-02-27T14:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T14:37:31.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't go into the light</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JT7oJY_5PoE/S4i8TAMHSnI/AAAAAAAAAZU/8h6MCMzgwOk/s1600-h/compilations.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442807184331590258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JT7oJY_5PoE/S4i8TAMHSnI/AAAAAAAAAZU/8h6MCMzgwOk/s320/compilations.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I've been in the hospital for 2 days, with my brother, caring for my father. He underwent surgery and everything's good now. He's recovering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after a while, it gets boring. So I camwhored a little. It's so bright ain't it? HAHA awesome aye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in reality, it's actually this dark:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JT7oJY_5PoE/S4i8SpYxy5I/AAAAAAAAAZM/xS7RSrUVt8c/s1600-h/darkdark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442807178210691986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JT7oJY_5PoE/S4i8SpYxy5I/AAAAAAAAAZM/xS7RSrUVt8c/s320/darkdark.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a number of awesome topics in my mind to blog about actually but I don't have like the mood now to blog. I just want to play maple. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693426206162273225-6117640570033611106?l=emblazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/feeds/6117640570033611106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/02/dont-go-into-light.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/6117640570033611106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/6117640570033611106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/02/dont-go-into-light.html' title='Don&apos;t go into the light'/><author><name>babyELFiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502752331148543828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JT7oJY_5PoE/S4i8TAMHSnI/AAAAAAAAAZU/8h6MCMzgwOk/s72-c/compilations.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693426206162273225.post-6402215774802669926</id><published>2010-02-16T18:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T18:47:51.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I basically lazed around at home. I barely even took a shower now. &lt;em&gt;hurhur&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on the phone with "Jane" (also known as Fazlyn) and after some really delayed talking, we got high abot Maple and playing it. For the whole day, we were downloading Maplestory. &lt;strong&gt;REALLY!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Don't judge us. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What got us even more excited is the new stuff in Maplestory. The new characters, basically. Look at this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.mmosite.com/news/2009/07/14/maplestory/maplestoryart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 460px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://images.mmosite.com/news/2009/07/14/maplestory/maplestoryart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;COOL OR WHAT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;We get to be cute characters with light-coloured hair!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tell me it's cool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes, I know that sometimes I tend to sound like a dork.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This made me choose to make this kind of character once I downloaded maple:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 455px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.gx.com.sg/Storage/Data/UploadedPicture/Blog/News/maplestory_aran1_thumb001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It's such a freaking cool trick! LOOK AT THAT. There's a freaking wolf head on it. Awesome! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So while waiting for the game to be downloaded, I went to do another geeky thing. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;READ!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 389px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.trashionista.com/images/pickmeup.jpg" border="0" /&gt;It's a 280-paged book. I finished reading it the whole day, well half a day. &lt;em&gt;No, i'm not boasting... okay, maybe a little. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;It's actually a, in a way, good book. If you like romantic books, the ones typical girls read, then I bet you'll like this book. Borrow it in the nearest library around you. &lt;strong&gt;*wink*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693426206162273225-6402215774802669926?l=emblazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/feeds/6402215774802669926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/02/today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/6402215774802669926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/6402215774802669926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/02/today.html' title='Today...'/><author><name>babyELFiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502752331148543828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693426206162273225.post-876772918593374368</id><published>2010-02-15T12:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T12:28:12.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To go or not to go</title><content type='html'>I thought we'd be going to philippines today or tomorrow, but still here! Sadly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother said that the plan was for at least 5 days, so she asks us, "do we really want to stay in philippines for 5 days? Another the hot scorching weather?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To which, obviously, my brother shook his head. I would to but I actually really want to go back to philippines and see our cousins. I mean, get together with them again. They are after all family. I think my brother feels the same but the weather climate kind of overpowered that. Singapore's hot, but philippines is &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;HOT&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;em&gt;Get the difference?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We might be going to philippines (if we really do go) on 19th feb till 24th feb. It's like almost a week there. &lt;em&gt;I said almost.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My class were planning a photography outing at ubin. The place I've NEVER EVER been and my parents and bro beats me to it. They've all been there, except me. &lt;em&gt;Yes, it's depressing, my life about the places i've been to I mean. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, if we end up going on 19th, I'll be able to go for the outing, if not, then I doubt I will be. Ugh, this isn't exactly a dilenma but heck, IT IS FOR ME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693426206162273225-876772918593374368?l=emblazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/feeds/876772918593374368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/02/to-go-or-not-to-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/876772918593374368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/876772918593374368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/02/to-go-or-not-to-go.html' title='To go or not to go'/><author><name>babyELFiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502752331148543828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693426206162273225.post-2874106071688402570</id><published>2010-02-13T21:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T21:46:22.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's day</title><content type='html'>And I'll be celebrating it alone but with a homewarming party. My mother is going to have a homewarming party to celebrate our moving into a new house and her birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome or what?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693426206162273225-2874106071688402570?l=emblazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/feeds/2874106071688402570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/02/valentines-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/2874106071688402570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/2874106071688402570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s day'/><author><name>babyELFiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502752331148543828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693426206162273225.post-6239422333295425415</id><published>2010-02-10T22:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T22:04:47.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quite sucky</title><content type='html'>It's quite sucky sometimes when you hope for one thing to happen and you know it won't ever happen but you still have that inch of hope in you. As much as you try to stop yourself from hoping, you still do. It's a vicious neverending cycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How you wish to go to the past and go back and relive the times you enjoyed so much? Just one more shot. How you wish for it so badly? But it never comes alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, you still hope for it to come true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693426206162273225-6239422333295425415?l=emblazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/feeds/6239422333295425415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/02/quite-sucky.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/6239422333295425415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/6239422333295425415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/02/quite-sucky.html' title='Quite sucky'/><author><name>babyELFiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502752331148543828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693426206162273225.post-3695201688424453479</id><published>2010-02-08T18:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T19:07:46.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another semester ended</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;So what happened of me after this semester?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I became introverted again (&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; I plan to be extroverted next semester once more.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I enjoyed myself in E35k!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Made a number of fun friends.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Actually learnt some business stuff &lt;em&gt;(some&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stopped hanging out with the W47Q clique, which I really missed doing now. Honestly, I miss them but what happened, happened. I reckon, it's not easy to go back to like before anyway. &lt;strong&gt;Although, if given a chance, I would want to take it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Saw a cute Year 3 guy but he stopped looking cute after a while. Too quiet. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Saw a cute volunteer in Tuition but I stopped liking him too.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Liked this guy and still do &lt;em&gt;for now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Played fatal frame 4, for a while but still worth it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finished Deadspace. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Made a new blog! THIS!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Did well for Digital Media Arts! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Became BFF with someone because of a movie! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Highlighted my hair for the first time&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And have it look SOOO MUCH DRIER  for the first time&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Been to HongKong DisneyLand for the first time&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Moved to a Mansionatte house for the first time&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Had my room back ... IN PINK! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Still had my brother keep telling me that Pink makes you go crazy. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Slept on a hammock for the first time&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cycled to school for longer than a day&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learnt the basic piano chords&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Made my own songs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Especially one about the guy I liked &lt;em&gt;(note the past tense)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Had a queen sized bed! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lastly, had fun-loving memories in E35K! I won't forget them. The matreps, the bitching, the whole drama and the bitching facilitator. ALL THOSE! I won't forget them, too fun to forget. Too interesting to not remember. &lt;strong&gt;Thank you E35K!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693426206162273225-3695201688424453479?l=emblazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/feeds/3695201688424453479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/02/another-semester-ended.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/3695201688424453479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/3695201688424453479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/02/another-semester-ended.html' title='Another semester ended'/><author><name>babyELFiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502752331148543828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693426206162273225.post-5061326576519847763</id><published>2010-01-30T17:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T17:14:26.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's hard not to like you</title><content type='html'>I think I'm on the quest of self-deception because up until now, if I really think about it, I think I still like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't actually know why I still like you. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And in case, it's not Muhsin because I'm &lt;strong&gt;honestly glad&lt;/strong&gt; that he and Noreen got together. I like someone else. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to like you because I know I don't have any chances on that and if my gut feelings are correct this time, I know I might crush quite deep on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, it's hard not to like you. The way you can just be yourself and everything. To be honest, how you act is how I act at home. &lt;em&gt;Obviously, I won't bring that act with me in the outside zone. There's no comfort zone outside.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's only a short time from now and &lt;em&gt;poof!&lt;/em&gt; bye bye crush. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693426206162273225-5061326576519847763?l=emblazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/feeds/5061326576519847763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-hard-not-to-like-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/5061326576519847763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/5061326576519847763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-hard-not-to-like-you.html' title='It&apos;s hard not to like you'/><author><name>babyELFiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502752331148543828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693426206162273225.post-6662321040805680288</id><published>2010-01-26T23:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T23:13:59.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying to lose weight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://scrapetv.com/News/News%20Pages/Health/Images/woman-jogging.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 425px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://scrapetv.com/News/News%20Pages/Health/Images/woman-jogging.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been jogging for at least a week. A round each time. For this week, A round and a half. &lt;strong&gt;YET&lt;/strong&gt;, I don't feel or see any differences. &lt;strong&gt;WHAT THE HECK IS WRONG WITH ME?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the fact that I feel tired after each jog so I'll be able to sleep easily. Better than before. However, I'm still getting breakouts. I don't know what is wrong anymore! I'm getting demoralized again. &lt;em&gt;I'll try not to though.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Going back to the topic &lt;em&gt;- - - - &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So basically, I don't think I'm losing weight at all, even though I've at least clocked a distance of I don't know how many kilometers but it seems a lot to me. I swam laps too! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the swimming part, however, I don't mind if I have to swim for &lt;strong&gt;a really long time&lt;/strong&gt; in order to lose weight. I love swimming and even with my body now, I still swim fast. Faster than my brother who is like way fitter than me. &lt;em&gt;ACCOMPLISHMENT!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 424px; HEIGHT: 204px" height="252" alt="" src="http://www.citypa.ca/Portals/0/PDF/CommunityServices/Images/Swimming%20Lane.png" width="354" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just have to keep making sure I swim faster each time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693426206162273225-6662321040805680288?l=emblazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/feeds/6662321040805680288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/01/trying-to-lose-weight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/6662321040805680288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/6662321040805680288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/01/trying-to-lose-weight.html' title='Trying to lose weight'/><author><name>babyELFiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502752331148543828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693426206162273225.post-8850412961416390385</id><published>2010-01-24T23:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T23:58:42.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not because I'm lazy</title><content type='html'>I haven't been blogging often because I have no inspiration to blog at all. It's not because I'm lazy although I would understand if you think that way. But believe me, the reason is far from that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kind of sad because it goes to show how boring my life is. &lt;em&gt;Sad Sad Boring Life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, one good thing I am confident in saying would be that I'm done with eyecand&lt;em&gt;ies&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;for now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear, cross my heart and hope to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, recently, I liked this bunch of guys. 3 guys to be specific. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ALL EYECANDIES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Sad really. &lt;em&gt;I realized that I've been using that word pretty often.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Morn, SG, Inclass&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bunch of eyecandies that I barely talk to. Hence, I don't think I'll consider them to be crushes. Mere eyecandies. &lt;em&gt;Yes, that's right.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693426206162273225-8850412961416390385?l=emblazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/feeds/8850412961416390385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/01/not-because-im-lazy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/8850412961416390385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/8850412961416390385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/01/not-because-im-lazy.html' title='Not because I&apos;m lazy'/><author><name>babyELFiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502752331148543828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693426206162273225.post-1031871346553455389</id><published>2010-01-18T19:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T19:52:41.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY RYAN</title><content type='html'>I would've met up with you and celebrated it but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I doubt you'll go out&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I think you're in camp&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;So hmm, hopefully we go out soon to celebrate it I guess?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Once again, HAPPY BIRTHDAY RYAN CHAN SHI DA! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes, I remembered your full name. HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693426206162273225-1031871346553455389?l=emblazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/feeds/1031871346553455389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-birthday-ryan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/1031871346553455389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/1031871346553455389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-birthday-ryan.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY RYAN'/><author><name>babyELFiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502752331148543828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693426206162273225.post-2223966170945400709</id><published>2010-01-17T14:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T20:21:06.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring Sunday</title><content type='html'>It's only 2.32pm and I'm complaining at how slow the time passes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was playing nintendo wii just now, this game:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JT7oJY_5PoE/S1Kvj7RLzyI/AAAAAAAAAZE/sqSth1Jmc50/s1600-h/wii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427593532674920226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JT7oJY_5PoE/S1Kvj7RLzyI/AAAAAAAAAZE/sqSth1Jmc50/s320/wii.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; To be frank, this game is cool for people who like shooting games. &lt;em&gt;i.e. left 4 dead, dead space?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I played it for at least 2 hours &lt;em&gt;i think&lt;/em&gt; till my brother complained. Therefore, I had to stop and continue my boring life. I have no life. ugh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was contemplating making a graphics site again? Should I? &lt;em&gt;Wait, do people still do the graphics thingy nowadays? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If only singapore was into myspace, maybe I will go back to making a graphic site again but we're into facebook here. Hence, it's pointless to try and make layouts for myspace. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think I'll be lazy and end up closing it again. &lt;em&gt;Shucks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Even making stories is out of the point because I always lose my train of thoughts. You know, sometimes it suck to get interested in things easily because that would mean you lose your passion here and there. &lt;em&gt;In a way.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693426206162273225-2223966170945400709?l=emblazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/feeds/2223966170945400709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/01/boring-sunday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/2223966170945400709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/2223966170945400709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/01/boring-sunday.html' title='Boring Sunday'/><author><name>babyELFiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502752331148543828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_JT7oJY_5PoE/S1Kvj7RLzyI/AAAAAAAAAZE/sqSth1Jmc50/s72-c/wii.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693426206162273225.post-8094935957257453707</id><published>2010-01-17T00:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T00:35:59.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates on the albums</title><content type='html'>I have their whole discography.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Yes, I'm so very happy about that now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.academic.ru/pictures/enwiki/83/Skillet_Invincible.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 498px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://en.academic.ru/pictures/enwiki/83/Skillet_Invincible.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.christianworldwideweb.com/FW4C/fireflight/fireflight2007title.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 550px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 367px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.christianworldwideweb.com/FW4C/fireflight/fireflight2007title.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Except for their upcoming album that will be released during February this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693426206162273225-8094935957257453707?l=emblazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/feeds/8094935957257453707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/01/updates-on-albums.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/8094935957257453707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/8094935957257453707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/01/updates-on-albums.html' title='Updates on the albums'/><author><name>babyELFiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502752331148543828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693426206162273225.post-2729015034617705206</id><published>2010-01-15T14:42:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T15:03:22.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alkaline trio!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://learn.bowdoin.edu/italian/dante/alkalineagonyironyee2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have a number of their album now and I'm really &lt;strong&gt;excited&lt;/strong&gt; in listening to them! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;To be totally honest, I didn't really know much about alkaline trio till mid-year last year. &lt;em&gt;Imagine that, all those 17 years of no knowledge of alkaline trio at all. &lt;strong&gt;The horror! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;So here's some history on them - &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the goodness of them&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alkaline Trio&lt;/strong&gt;, also known as &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alk3&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;(just like how Avenged Sevenfold has its own abbreviation)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;They formed their band in the year 1996 and it consist of: Matt Skiba, Dan Andriano, Derek Grant. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.darkfaery-subculture.com/wp-content/uploads/alkalinetrio.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Awesome shit.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And as wikipedia say so, they have 6 albums so far. The sixth one being released this year, 2010. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FUCKING COOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Many more information here: &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alkaline_Trio#Discography"&gt;click&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5P87P6Qe0j0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5P87P6Qe0j0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;An example of their mad awesome skills. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hooked yet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;You know how I got hooked to Alkaline Trio? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I was on &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5P87P6Qe0j0"&gt;youtube&lt;/a&gt; looking for songs to put in my phone to listen to. You know, music just rocks your world sometime. &lt;em&gt;Yes, you cannot escape my love for them. Anything you click, they &lt;strong&gt;might&lt;/strong&gt; just pop out.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So that's how I managed to get to know Alkaline Trio and now I have mad love for them. &lt;strong&gt;Awesome shit.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693426206162273225-2729015034617705206?l=emblazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/feeds/2729015034617705206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/01/alkaline-trio.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/2729015034617705206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/2729015034617705206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/01/alkaline-trio.html' title='Alkaline trio!'/><author><name>babyELFiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502752331148543828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693426206162273225.post-7970738131731442742</id><published>2010-01-12T08:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T21:53:24.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nabei, all you big bicycles</title><content type='html'>Hello! Let me introduce you to my newest bicycle...&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;My bicycle:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JT7oJY_5PoE/S0u-_8hEiDI/AAAAAAAAAY8/G6pHIR4ofUA/s1600-h/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425640181883766834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JT7oJY_5PoE/S0u-_8hEiDI/AAAAAAAAAY8/G6pHIR4ofUA/s320/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah, my bicycle is like damn small. Like I always said, it's the &lt;strong&gt;adult version of those kid bicycle&lt;/strong&gt;. It's cute that way!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although if I were a smaller size, we'll be a matching pair and that'll be even &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CUTER&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, every morning when I ride to school, all those riding those big bicycles gather and sometimes I swear they gather just to feel good about themselves. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel embarrassed to ride my bicycle out sometimes but since I'm too lazy to walk, riding's the only way out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ohwellz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693426206162273225-7970738131731442742?l=emblazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/feeds/7970738131731442742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/01/nabei-all-you-big-bicycles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/7970738131731442742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/7970738131731442742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/01/nabei-all-you-big-bicycles.html' title='nabei, all you big bicycles'/><author><name>babyELFiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502752331148543828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JT7oJY_5PoE/S0u-_8hEiDI/AAAAAAAAAY8/G6pHIR4ofUA/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693426206162273225.post-7717873827147195994</id><published>2010-01-10T19:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T19:59:29.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flu</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://watchmojo.com/blogs/images/kleenex-flu.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's official, I hate being sick. Although I didn't really change my diet much, I still eat chocolate and drink cold water. &lt;em&gt;Okay, it's my bad for the chocolate part but my brother said that cold water doesn't really affect the throat so I believe my brother. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Who ever created viruses like this anyway? So air-borne and undetected that next thing you know, &lt;strong&gt;BAM!&lt;/strong&gt; everyone have it and they're all pointing fingers around and naming it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you come from overseas, you're stereotypically known as &lt;em&gt;probably&lt;/em&gt; a virus-carrier. You never know right? Especially if you come from those infected countries. You get double the blow if you do. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You cough loud once and you immediately see people cover their mouth and walk 234565432 steps away from you. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Okay, exaggerated.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Basically, being ill suck and &lt;strong&gt;I used to like being sick&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Obviously because I get to skip school.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't like being sick anymore. I got to be more healthy. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This video got into me:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PTZSX_WcVk4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PTZSX_WcVk4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693426206162273225-7717873827147195994?l=emblazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/feeds/7717873827147195994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/01/flu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/7717873827147195994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/7717873827147195994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/01/flu.html' title='Flu'/><author><name>babyELFiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502752331148543828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693426206162273225.post-2624372187761529237</id><published>2010-01-10T15:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T15:03:23.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy shit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JT7oJY_5PoE/S0l7JA456eI/AAAAAAAAAY0/AO8sA2VOMyA/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425002620932188642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 92px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JT7oJY_5PoE/S0l7JA456eI/AAAAAAAAAY0/AO8sA2VOMyA/s320/Untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;  My first fucking &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;. In the whole 1st year of RP I had and it's my favourite module! Gosh, I need to buck up now. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  I somewhat feel that I kind of let my team down. I'm so sorry &lt;em&gt;to them&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  Okay, tomorrow's T205. I'm going to buck up. It's fucking flash. If i'm not wrong, so I cannot wait to learn that! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  ps/ &amp;amp; it's ok, the whole thing was my choice anyway. So I mean, an F is kind of okay since I never got F before. haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693426206162273225-2624372187761529237?l=emblazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/feeds/2624372187761529237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/01/holy-shit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/2624372187761529237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/2624372187761529237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/01/holy-shit.html' title='Holy shit'/><author><name>babyELFiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502752331148543828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JT7oJY_5PoE/S0l7JA456eI/AAAAAAAAAY0/AO8sA2VOMyA/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693426206162273225.post-8236302607284773063</id><published>2010-01-08T14:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T14:33:19.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Jessica!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JT7oJY_5PoE/S0bRcKDlV7I/AAAAAAAAAYs/GbUDnJvbDg8/s1600-h/Picture0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424253082880268210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 188px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JT7oJY_5PoE/S0bRcKDlV7I/AAAAAAAAAYs/GbUDnJvbDg8/s320/Picture0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm glad you enjoyed this year's birthday! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Finally 18 eh! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't do anything stupid though.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;love love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693426206162273225-8236302607284773063?l=emblazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/feeds/8236302607284773063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-birthday-jessica.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/8236302607284773063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/8236302607284773063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-birthday-jessica.html' title='Happy Birthday Jessica!'/><author><name>babyELFiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502752331148543828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JT7oJY_5PoE/S0bRcKDlV7I/AAAAAAAAAYs/GbUDnJvbDg8/s72-c/Picture0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693426206162273225.post-2932311721167476150</id><published>2010-01-06T21:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T21:47:30.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>State of confusion</title><content type='html'>So I'm not sure where I stand now but I really hope everything is fine now. I have this weird feeling that it's not and I'm fucking confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, yes, I have things to do on my end but right now, where I stand, I'm a little confused. So I honestly hope my thoughts get untangled and everything goes smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me have 1 good year for once.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693426206162273225-2932311721167476150?l=emblazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/feeds/2932311721167476150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/01/state-of-confusion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/2932311721167476150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/2932311721167476150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/01/state-of-confusion.html' title='State of confusion'/><author><name>babyELFiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502752331148543828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693426206162273225.post-7512369964220297892</id><published>2010-01-05T15:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T15:44:39.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UT2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALL THE BEST EVERYONE! :D &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps/ on a side note, when I was in facebook checking the messages from God application thing, I got this:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JT7oJY_5PoE/S0LtsATkhwI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Bva-_dEVR48/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423158241559611138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 401px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JT7oJY_5PoE/S0LtsATkhwI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Bva-_dEVR48/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Apparently, God is tellng me that hot singles are waiting&lt;em&gt;. Go figure. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;psps/ it's a joke. :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693426206162273225-7512369964220297892?l=emblazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/feeds/7512369964220297892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/01/ut2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/7512369964220297892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/7512369964220297892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/01/ut2.html' title='UT2'/><author><name>babyELFiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502752331148543828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JT7oJY_5PoE/S0LtsATkhwI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Bva-_dEVR48/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693426206162273225.post-24790623247041977</id><published>2010-01-04T20:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T20:58:26.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What to do?</title><content type='html'>You know how you made a mess of everything and you hope it'll go back to normal after a while? Well, it's not that easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I made a mess of something. Something that escalated to something bigger and it continues like that for one round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to sound like a pussy &lt;em&gt;although I know I will&lt;/em&gt;, but I really regret that things turned out this way. I want it to go back to the way it were but how to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One doesn't bother to talk to me anymore and she has a big impact there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing is that I'm afraid of getting those looks when I show my face in the area. The cold shoulders that you can feel from far, &lt;strong&gt;even when you're not with them&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss hanging out with them so bad, but I honestly don't know what to do anymore. Me, charging and forcing my way back in is futile. I can get kicked out just as fast as I can breathe. &lt;em&gt;Yes, that fast. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promised myself that I won't do anything that I will regret anymore and I still do. Ugh, I'm quite sucky for a person.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693426206162273225-24790623247041977?l=emblazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/feeds/24790623247041977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-to-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/24790623247041977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/24790623247041977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-to-do.html' title='What to do?'/><author><name>babyELFiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502752331148543828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693426206162273225.post-9150831380934197968</id><published>2010-01-03T20:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T20:34:57.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day of the holidays</title><content type='html'>Which means there is school tomorrow. How nice. No more sleeping at 5 or 6am and waking up late. I'll definitely miss that. Although it isn't good since right now, I'm going through breakouts again. &lt;em&gt;sheesh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I played The sims 2 for the whole day. I really made sure I used my time well huh? Right now, my legs are aching. IT FUCKING HURTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; and I are supposedly friends now, I hope. I wonder what to do with the group but I honestly think there isn't anything I can do to get over this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm pretty sure of that. I know that if I go down and they see me, there'll be that change of expressions and the awkward part. I don't want to go there and feel that. I mean, it's inevitable and as much as I want to go back to the past, I don't think there is any way for that to happen. Mm, If there's any suggestions, I'd love to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohwellz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693426206162273225-9150831380934197968?l=emblazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/feeds/9150831380934197968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/01/last-day-of-holidays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/9150831380934197968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/9150831380934197968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/01/last-day-of-holidays.html' title='Last day of the holidays'/><author><name>babyELFiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502752331148543828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693426206162273225.post-9215539365151964938</id><published>2010-01-01T23:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T23:36:07.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SIMS 2 DOUBLE DELUXE + EPs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i29.tinypic.com/4gjluv.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have them all and I'm super excited in trying them all out. Problem is I'm lazy to install the rest of the expansion packs. I'm currently playing &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Apartment life&lt;/span&gt; now and I'm really loving it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just wanted to boast that I have them all now! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YES SUCKERS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693426206162273225-9215539365151964938?l=emblazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/feeds/9215539365151964938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/01/sims-2-double-deluxe-eps.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/9215539365151964938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/9215539365151964938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2010/01/sims-2-double-deluxe-eps.html' title='SIMS 2 DOUBLE DELUXE + EPs'/><author><name>babyELFiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502752331148543828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://i29.tinypic.com/4gjluv_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-693426206162273225.post-2558996666846424669</id><published>2010-01-01T04:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T13:36:12.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye bye 2009, hello 2010!</title><content type='html'>I look at the time now and well, I'm not really surprised. I've been sleeping this late for quite some time now. &lt;em&gt;curses.&lt;/em&gt; Holiday's fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a sudden urge to change my &lt;strong&gt;notsodorky&lt;/strong&gt; to &lt;strong&gt;emblazy&lt;/strong&gt;. It's more updated that way. I'm still a dork though. I think Fazlyn can vouch for that, pretty sure. I'm not proud that she'll vouch for that, I tell ya. If she's reading this, either she'll laugh or she'll say no (as in say she won't do that and then get distracted). &lt;em&gt;joke.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, I've been lazier as days passes, and yes, I have a visual of my future self being unable to walk due to over-numbness in my legs because I sit on my &lt;strong&gt;queen-sized&lt;/strong&gt; bed too much and well, too fat - the procrastination disease took over my body. So I thought, why not change the dorky to lazy? And I did! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Mission accomplished!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there was another reason as to why I changed the name too. I wanted to get rid of 2009. ... &lt;em&gt;in a way.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 was good but short-lived. I was angsty and stupid. &lt;em&gt;ohwellz.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good things about 2009 were:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GREAT CLASSES for the first 2 semesters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421520672063667362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JT7oJY_5PoE/Sz0cU6jKvKI/AAAAAAAAAX0/pucE4S4FFT0/s320/allwhiteday2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421520681141876130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JT7oJY_5PoE/Sz0cVcXlNaI/AAAAAAAAAX8/040QWlkdBJQ/s320/DSC_0028.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Went to batam for the 1st time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JT7oJY_5PoE/Sz0eD0isAOI/AAAAAAAAAYc/QaFx2xaGZJE/s1600-h/IMG_0306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421522577416519906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JT7oJY_5PoE/Sz0eD0isAOI/AAAAAAAAAYc/QaFx2xaGZJE/s320/IMG_0306.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Highlighted my hair for the 1st time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JT7oJY_5PoE/Sz0eDs5UPCI/AAAAAAAAAYU/XU4nCof9a6g/s1600-h/IMG_0104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421522575363947554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JT7oJY_5PoE/Sz0eDs5UPCI/AAAAAAAAAYU/XU4nCof9a6g/s320/IMG_0104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1st big sylvester plushie from w47q &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1st sem classmates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JT7oJY_5PoE/Sz0eDEcTatI/AAAAAAAAAYM/H6iXWzjjHIk/s1600-h/IMG_0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421522564504840914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JT7oJY_5PoE/Sz0eDEcTatI/AAAAAAAAAYM/H6iXWzjjHIk/s320/IMG_0007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Found old pictures while packing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;'Cus we moved to another house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JT7oJY_5PoE/Sz0eC9U_w7I/AAAAAAAAAYE/A5wSh7QjzHI/s1600-h/DSC00466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421522562595144626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JT7oJY_5PoE/Sz0eC9U_w7I/AAAAAAAAAYE/A5wSh7QjzHI/s320/DSC00466.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;There were plenty of good things that happened, if I'm not wrong but I didn't put them here because I don't have the pictures in my laptop. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, goodbye 2009 and hello 2010, &lt;em&gt;please be better&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/693426206162273225-2558996666846424669?l=emblazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/feeds/2558996666846424669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2009/12/testing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/2558996666846424669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/693426206162273225/posts/default/2558996666846424669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emblazy.blogspot.com/2009/12/testing.html' title='Bye bye 2009, hello 2010!'/><author><name>babyELFiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06502752331148543828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JT7oJY_5PoE/Sz0cU6jKvKI/AAAAAAAAAX0/pucE4S4FFT0/s72-c/allwhiteday2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
