<?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-1813051243953290752</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:49:20.547-07:00</updated><category term='Walkthroughs'/><category term='April 07'/><category term='August 07'/><category term='July 07'/><category term='April 08'/><category term='May 07'/><category term='July 08'/><category term='May 08'/><category term='Waloli photoshoot'/><category term='sept 08'/><category term='august 08'/><category term='Matsuri 08'/><category term='March 08'/><category term='June 08'/><category term='Memories'/><category term='Poems'/><category term='Shoutouts'/><category term='Phoenix x Edgeworth'/><category term='December 07'/><category term='February 08'/><category term='EOY 2007'/><category term='January 08'/><title type='text'>Withstanding the harsh coldness of the world...</title><subtitle type='html'>I can give you all the world, and all i want is a piece of your soul to call my own...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>192</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-7256396131104109422</id><published>2008-11-28T03:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T04:26:04.808-08:00</updated><title type='text'>28 Nov 08 - Forsaken ( Within Temptation )</title><content type='html'>Heya! How long has it been since i've come to blogger? Ages and ages! ;D I've been busy, oh yeah. And many things have been happening, and not all of them are positive either, which is the sad thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  What to say, i've been spending more time on AF, and sometimes catching up on sleep lost during the exams. You know, during that period i'd stay up and study for two days in a row, its good that my exams aren't all continously one after another. That would really knock me out flat. :P And indeed, everyone was happy. Heh. We had sleepovers at our friends' house, and we had a lot of fun. Actually, i'll be busy handling documents then, as well as getting ready for cosplay. I'm not returning to dance as i don't know if i should continue or not? My mum hasn't said a single thing about it yet. I do know that the dance registration exam date is closing soon. To, or not? I don't know. Its the uncertain grounds that i'm standing on that makes this so... hard to decide. I'm rarely fickle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Meanwhile, as i prepare for EoY, I'm just wondering where on earth did Vespa disappear to? Schoolies, mini said. I wonder what on earth that means. Don't tell me google is my friend ( i'm that lazy ) though... hmm. He better return soon so i can beat the crap out of him. Talking about zOMG wise, the newest mmorpg game on gaiaonline.com. I like how it seeks to bond players instead of making them compete against each other. Its kind of a stress relief ( i love the garlic and the omgs best - they're so cute ) and fun to play. Though i do hate the zen gardens. The fans make it hard for me to click the dolls, and when a fan opens, all the dolls will come to attack them as well and the BLACK doll zomg just go to hell. Last of all, it LAGS. That's unforgivable. I'm writing letters to my friends right now all over the world, and i'm sending a card to Jakky. ;D Guess i'll throw in a birthday card AND a christmas card as well. You know... Mini sent a letter to vespa addressing him as Vespa-senpai and his dad thought it was for the Asian guy next door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  LOLWTH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Thanksgiving just passed yesterday, and Jakky got very, VERY drunk. ;O Oh noes. Now i wonder what Oohga is supposed to mean. Hahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  "Oohga!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  "Ooh, naughty naughty. Moving on!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  "Moop!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  "Puma!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  O_o;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  That was part of our convo... what i'm sure is that he'll definitely have a hangover when he wakes, so he better put a glass of water and panadol by his bedside. ;D And hell, its gonna be long. =/ Let's just hope that he won't die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  This saturday will be Chloe's birthday party, and i myself is contemplating whether or not to go. Why? Its from 6pm to 1AM. Like wth? And it has ALCOHOL. Mong's got to haul my ass around if i get drunk. That's bad. :&lt; I don't know if i should go... its like... tomorrow? Yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Guess not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I have yet to settle the Times magazine payment with the school... OH NOES. &gt;.&lt; Will do so on Wednesday when i pass by.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-7256396131104109422?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/7256396131104109422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=7256396131104109422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/7256396131104109422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/7256396131104109422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/11/28-nov-08-forsaken-within-temptation.html' title='28 Nov 08 - Forsaken ( Within Temptation )'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-2903706981893446834</id><published>2008-10-12T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T08:21:01.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>12 Oct 08 - FGSFDS</title><content type='html'>  4chan meme, i know. =_=&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Now, how long has it been since i've last updated this blog? Ages. Even my tagbox is dead. Woot. Poor Vivian. =P Just one more week left towards the Os, and seriously, i AM scared. God shoot me if i'm not. Really. And that's how fast a year's gone by. I can still clearly remember to this day when Mrs Chua first stepped in and gave us all a lashing down. And then now, boom, its October, and there's only 7 days to the O levels. It felt like ages, and yet it felt like seconds. I can still remember all the things that our class did together, the incidents we had, all the accidents, the laughter, the joy and the sadness. And then, finally, we're going to graduate soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  As much as i said that i hate my school, all of a sudden, i really don't want to leave it at all. I don't feel like leaving SC. True, we've got a lot of accidents here. Rumors flying, bimbos, everything, but yeah. Its my school, after all, is it not? And then, i just don't want to leave. You know how i feel. I can just imagine the last day of school when i receive my graduation certificate. I'm just going to cry, and i don't think i'll be the only one. And then, i'll stand by my desk in my class, and the class will be all empty except for the desks and chairs, now put in place properly, the neatest the classroom has ever seen. Everything will suddenly be spick and span, and it won't feel like my classroom anymore. The floor's clean, the board's pure white, with only a big message across it that will say "We've graduated!! Class meeting: Year 2020, Dec 20". Everything will be so foreign then, its like its not a part of my life. My desk will be cleared out, all jumbled into a box, and then, i will take one last look at this place where i have spent the past one year of my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  I will be able to remember all the time when our class were together, the incidents we have during class, the jokes we make, the tricks we pull, the laughter, and the tears, and heck, i can even remember the teacher scolding us. "Luler," says Mrs Chan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  I know i'd laugh at the memory. But i know i'll cry too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Damn, i sound like a bloody emo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Maybe i'll take a tour around the school for one last time, since it'll be the last time that i'm going to be there as a student. =D I'll see the pond where Meryl fell in, i'll see the science garden where we threw our hydrochloric acid on, the netball courts where we used to hold our inter class competitions, the canteen where we make loads of jokes and attract weird stares from the other tables, the library where we ponned literature just to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  And then, i'll graduate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  I have this last wish, since i don't need my worksheets anymore ( no really, since i dropped the subject ), i might go to class, write down all sorts of funny things on to them. I'll write silly things, insane things, my wishes, my hopes, my dreams, curses, along with a few of my friends, then i'll shred them up and toss them out the window and watch them flutter to the ground like snowflakes. And then, we'd dance somewhere, and make a video, and years later, we're going to remember it and wonder how stupid we can get, and laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Talk about littering. Well, it just means we have lots of cleaning up to do later. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  I just sound like a blood emotard don't i. =_= For the lulz!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  We need more of that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  I won't be going to school for the next week so that i can do intense studying. I don't really see the point of going to school and tiring myself out. By the time i come home, i'm just too tired to do anything else, so i might as well not go. Besides, if i can skip school, i can utilize my time fully, and not spend 2 hours on transport, waste energy on other stuff and etc. You get the point. Like seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  I need more drive, now. Coffee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  And jellybeans and marshmallows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  All the best, my good people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Now, on the other hand. I still want to be a chat admin!! I don't really mind if i'm on Mina's watch list. o_O Seriously. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Guess i'll just have to wait it out till i grow old or something. ;_;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-2903706981893446834?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/2903706981893446834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=2903706981893446834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/2903706981893446834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/2903706981893446834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/10/12-oct-08-fgsfds.html' title='12 Oct 08 - FGSFDS'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-4378224128203393809</id><published>2008-09-11T00:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T01:17:56.455-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sept 08'/><title type='text'>11 september 08 - STILL SASUITA FOREVER</title><content type='html'>Its been really quite some time since i've returned to BLOGGER. I guess i've not blogged for quite a long time, which is true. Yep. Sad? Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Its pretty sad. Last monday my piano was so rusty i could hear my fingers creak, and my teacher was like OMG WTH ARE YOU PLAYING??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Hell song, miss. ;_;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  But anyway, that's besides the point. I just have to find time to practice more. The practical exams for Feb/Mar period opens next week, so jiayou!!! Must practice ( else i'd risk getting strangled by someone ). I like piano, but sometimes i study so hard my brain can't process the musical notes that i'm reading, transforming them into black and white... stuff. Then must start counting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  But the good news is that i've returned to fanfiction.net as a writer myself and i found myself a beta reader. She's actually just my friend in school, but she is really something. She won the first prize for the writer of the most sadistic SEX scene. SEX SCENE. I'm like, whut? ._. And that was quite some time back, meaning that she wasn't even 16 when she wrote that. Talk about innocence. But i never said she was innocent, did i? &gt;=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  After her beta-ing, my stories don't seem to be mine much, but i like it all the same. Its so much better with a beta reading reading something and editing something for you instead of you doing it yourself. That would totally kill. First time reading it, it's when you're writing it down. Second time reading it, its when you're editing it yourself. Third time reading when you're typing it out and fourth time reading when you've typed it out and re-reading for any other mistakes. DAMN SAD. And if you're careful? You'll read it after editing it manually again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  WHAT A KILLER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Anyway, i'm pulling my math up, haha. Ms Beh gave our class this angel keychain that she made herself. It was so pretty, like seriously. Loved it. Maybe i'll post a picture of it on my livejournal when i ever gett time to take  picture of it on my camera some day and have the mind to upload it. I take so long to upload a photo i get bored and just forget about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I hate the school computer keyboard, even though its 3D and upright, while the keyboard on my mac is like flat. Why? Because the computer connection itself is slow, and when i try to do the typing race on facebook, it always types in the wrong words. The freaking shift button doesn't work at all, so i'm like backspacing all the way. As well as copy and paste the entire paragraph, duh. I bet some people do that. And it makes the game record the wrong typing speed. That was 101wpm, not 75.7wpm, you TOOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Redundancy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Since the day i returned back to fanfiction.net, the reader traffic shot up to over 200 every day. Its totally amazing. You can't count in tuesday, where it hit 112 before i removed one of my stories and replaced it with a beta-ed carbon copy, so the readings changed. Today it hit 216, and i'm wondering what the count will be tomorrow. I hope people likes 'When the skies break apart". I'll be sad if they don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I just love killing off my beta with my terrible writing. I did tell you it sucks. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  So now, i just feel like traumatizing Cali withe oroSasu. EWWW. How gay can that be. how ghey.&lt;br /&gt;  Math test tomorrow, i guess i better study. =PP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-4378224128203393809?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/4378224128203393809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=4378224128203393809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/4378224128203393809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/4378224128203393809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/09/11-september-08-still-sasuita-forever.html' title='11 september 08 - STILL SASUITA FOREVER'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-7853792139361006787</id><published>2008-08-26T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T01:50:10.006-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='august 08'/><title type='text'>26 Aug 08 - Dance cert out</title><content type='html'>Damn worried for what's going to happen... i'm going to Thomson at 6pm and fricking get back my grade 7 cert and i dunno what's going to happen. Eep. What if i fail?? ;_; Then Ms Pamela and Lyn is so evil, go and laugh because i'm anxious. WHAT. So evil!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Like whatever. &gt;=[ Make me so sad one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Got back my bio papers today okay... i got an A!! Haha not too bad la considering i fell asleep midway through so i left some SEQ undone. Ah Blearh. But most of my answers were marked with a red 'gd!' xDD Okay. That's something i would like to see. I still think that my handwriting is still a bit too small. =P i wonder if the cambridge examiners can read my handwriting at this rate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Shaka!!! You keep sending me funny funny videos! I'm going to die of laughter some day or other i swear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  And just at this moment when i was replaying dirty naruto to my friend Shirin just walked in. And the general reaction from my friend? "OMG looks like KANDA!!!" Actually yeah. Shirin has a 99.999999% of looking like Kanda Yuu from DGM. Like seriously. And that even down to her personality! She loves soba. Oohkay. I heard she was gonna cos kanda yuu this eoy. Looks forwards to seeing her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Now Cali is hooked onto 'Dirty Naruto'! xD She's saying i should do it in eoy! What. Who's going to do it with me? Cali? Argh! As well as drag Shaka along as well since its naruto. Anyway although i'm no one from naruto i guess crossovers are okay. xD Anyway people just keep on crossing naruto and crossing that and crossing naruto again. There's totally no end to it. YAOI LOVE! But eoy doesn't allow yaoi, so stop dreaming of bringing a yaoi paddle! But i still don't get what's behind the paddle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Was reading naruto yesterday when i read kakashi got owned by itachi. NO. Omg. Poor Kakashi! He just gained himself a fan-girl. Nowadays even books provide yaoi - The third book has something like '...so that it looked something sufficiently like that a son was raping his father...' OMG la. The Dark Prince raping the High Lord of Hell??! OMG and the mental image is like, so damn shuai one. You people should read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Cali's more for the yuri though. =P Not much of yuri anyway there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  update more tonight when i get more info.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-7853792139361006787?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/7853792139361006787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=7853792139361006787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/7853792139361006787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/7853792139361006787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/08/26-aug-08-dance-cert-out.html' title='26 Aug 08 - Dance cert out'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-6799914905203191110</id><published>2008-08-20T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T08:48:34.049-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Phoenix x Edgeworth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='august 08'/><title type='text'>Phoenix x Edgeworth FOREVER - 20th Aug 08</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Crack heading. Ignore that. But you can't deny a girl of yaoi love. But you can deny a guy yaoi because that would make him gay. Like, seriously. If any guys like yaoi, feel free to question their sexuality. No, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to talk about this morning just that a lot of bees were buzzing around and all. =D Haha! Then straight to the LT for the english papers. Oh man. I thought it was literature? But who cares anyway. They have the papers. They sort it out. But either way. The principal and the vice came up then, and gave a one hour lecture. Apparently there was a lot of names on her list! It was totally a public shaming incident. But i guess its for the good. Anyway. I can't believe the anchor classes are doing worse than the lower classes. I mean, i just can't believe it! Mrs Low says that the feedback from the teachers are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SE: sleeping; sleeping; sleeping; sleeping; darn noisy&lt;br /&gt;SY: Lazy; laidback&lt;br /&gt;GY: Need to work harder&lt;br /&gt;CO: Need to work harder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were more, but well! I bet the last feedback was from Ms Beh. She's always complaining that SE is noisy. Well, they are, and i can't stand them, despite them being one of the anchor classes. I hate GY. Not their CR though. Rachel is doing on well. She's nice. =) The rest are bimbos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then up came the attendance list. NO WAY. 123 days out of 134??! That's kinda. Well. Nevermind. But seriously. Some even skipped their prelims paper because it wasn't counted. Of course, i knew Debbie was one. She skipped her amath paper and covered it with an MC. Well, being rich and being able to do it doesn't mean you should, but its her own business. Mrs Low then proceeded to check up on the attendance of various classes and found Debbie missing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Where's Debbie? She's not in school?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one dares to tell her that Debbie is currently in HK supporting the olympics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the VPs know she's so dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. That's generally what happened, sort of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So well! The cohort didn't do well, as everyone of us has expected. Shall say i performed better than i thought... because i slept through all my papers to be honest. But i need to work harder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VP is taking charge of me now, so what to say?? Ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing too special, nothing too neutral. I didn't draw anything today, it was freezing cold. xD Aiyoh. We were supposed to dance some kinda dance during recess but i was too lazy to bother. What was with the persecuting thing anyway? The sec 3s were enthu, poor Rachel got suckered into dancing with them too. The instructor was so gay lol. Everyone was ._. eh?? But i have to applaud him for his efforts. He has been dancing for the past one hour or so, i believe. And well! NONE OF THE SEC 2s RESPONDED! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kettle calling the pot black. The sec 4s also never dance what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then. BADUM. We had some sex ed talk. Aiyah. Cheryl, please stop 'saluting' the speaker. I KNOW WHAT YOU MEAN, OKAY. And don't pollute Cali and Meryl. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope... nevermind! 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R2-D2 is so cute la!!! &gt;_&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-6799914905203191110?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/6799914905203191110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=6799914905203191110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/6799914905203191110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/6799914905203191110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/08/phoenix-x-edgeworth-forever-20th-aug-08.html' title='Phoenix x Edgeworth FOREVER - 20th Aug 08'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-6849535693485483648</id><published>2008-07-31T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T11:22:13.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Aug 08</title><content type='html'>  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 12px; "&gt;Today was the elective literature paper...i only had one paper. It wasn't too difficult. In fact the questions were so boring i fell asleep half way doing them. How evil can i be. The problem was i started dreaming again and i wrote down what i said in my dream on my exam scripts!! So i was shocked when i woke up i was all the 'what the hell is this??'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LLY and Amanda was either late or absent for the exams. Ah well. -shakes head-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean like for real. Some people really fake their mcs just to get the day off on the day of exams just because she/he cannot do it well. Okay. But its actually really unfair to the other people who took the exams. I still cannot find my ic and my wallet. I wonder who took it. I've already gotten SJ to put up an e-announcement for me to find it, and i hope that the person will have enough integrity to return it to me. I have yet to file a police report. Its just so freaking annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH. I don't know but ever since this year started and the new batch of students came in everyone just felt that the school's standard was going down. Not in terms of education but in terms of student body. Its a bit sad, but i just feel...well. Hope for the best i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school i spent a lot of time running here and there just to look for that stupid wallet that i have lost or have been robbed of... and in vain. I give up. I can only hope for the best now and i have to re apply for a new ic. Thank God my bank cards weren't in there!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to Khym's. =D There's a muji in Paragon?? We didn't even know!! Shopped around and i got myself a refill for my blue pen and some candies. The candies look nice. Really. And i found sukonbu! xD The ones that Kagura always eats. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine having to eat that when you're cosing as her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then off to Vivo we go!! =DD Hmm Vivo IS big. Lol. After getting all the stuff we needed we actually shopped about a bit and ate at Superdog. I love the burgers AND the hot dogs there. ANd is there ever a government of hot dogs? No right. Creepy. But i really love the amount of onions they put in my burger. &lt;3 Should stuff it down Bryan's throat though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked around and fooled around hell yeah. Sasa, Mini Toons, etc. We saw so many cute stuff!! Must restrain...then Khym decided to make me get into a bikini. Nope. Tankini i guess. xD But next time i'm probably in for it!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then gamed in xBox omg now i so wanna play Devil May Cry. Nero is soooo cute!! But maybe Cloud is still cuter. First time playing but the game catches on quickly enough. Ooh. Not too bad not too bad i guess. Its stress relief shooting out the bad guys lol. Totally!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THen...um. I can't really remember. Went back, chatted then i left. Almost lost my ez link on Khym's bed which is like WHUT. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fell asleep on the train back. Tmr i'm setting out for Khym's house early in the morning. xD Okay. Then. Tomorrow. And i have to wake Bryan at 5. Again. I have to wake up at 5.40am around there i guess. Hope my mum won't freak out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-6849535693485483648?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/6849535693485483648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=6849535693485483648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/6849535693485483648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/6849535693485483648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/07/1-aug-08.html' title='1 Aug 08'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-1913310918119068419</id><published>2008-07-18T05:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T08:25:44.006-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='July 08'/><title type='text'>18 July 08</title><content type='html'>  I can't believe i'm updating this last of all the journals that i have!!! I mean, by right i should be updating blogger first of all!!! But well...livejournal is a little more fun. Not exactly the html part though. Haha. But so now i'm using two blogs at the same time. Can anything else be anymore hectic?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Haha! I met one of my flamers on the MRT today - epic win!! What kind of saddened me was that he never talked to me. Proof me wrong...but i think he even snapped a picture of me. Hope not!! Well. Its funny. I kept on looking at him because he looks soooo familiar. But dunno who it was. But now i know. AHAHAHA! He a bit weird...i look at him he glance away. And well... =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  If you think he's cute, i think the rest are better. Hush. =3 My new 3 you can guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Well~~ I'm not going for study camp not matter what Mrs Poodle says. I'm dropping that subject. Its just so boring and i cannot bring such a result to my school. No matter how i say i hate it i realise its impossible for me to hate my school. =/ Haha the ironic. Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  WHy? I always say that i hate someone, i hate something etc.etc but in the end when i find out, i don't really hate them that much actually regardless of what they do to me... sigh. Why?? I mean, the heartache is over and all...then i forgive them. Way before that actually. Why? Huh. No wonder Mong was all the "You know you can't hate me forever lol!!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Okay. -defeated-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  -sighs-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Nothing much to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  People i have yet to send cosfest photos to:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) Mong Yi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Vivian&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) ...was there anyone else more??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forget it i'll post them up here!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-1913310918119068419?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/1913310918119068419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=1913310918119068419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/1913310918119068419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/1913310918119068419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/07/18-july-08.html' title='18 July 08'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-8055333162295388828</id><published>2008-07-17T01:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T01:38:27.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>17 July 08</title><content type='html'>Sorry, i haven't been posting in blogger for quite some time haven't i?? TAT Yes Vivi, HARU!!! Haru still rocks forever. Let's see if i can even find some time in the midst of all this chaos. As in. Yesh. Studying and holding meeting and holding off flames on sgcafe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  As quoted from Darrelle,"Sgcafe is the worst place ever!! Its like, all the WORSE and TERRIBLE people are gathered there!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Sgcafe - Home of the Flamers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  That's so true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Not that i'm really THAT affected by the flames, yes i am, but actually when i laugh i just forget them all. Today when my friend called me i was like, "Who are you??" Oh dear. Memory lapsed again. Nowadays sometimes i can just be doing something and suddenly my mind blanks out. =/ -snaps fingers- Like this. It actually gets a bit annoying because when i get back i can't remember what happened. It must be the stress of studying. Haiz. Isn't it just sad?? Alexis's being killed again and half dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Just getting a little emo-ish nowadays too. Funny thing is, right now i'm void of emotions so i'm just stating facts. Many other teenagers' blog also write about the same stuff. Sad, emo-ish posts. Sigh. I guess we are all the same!! Teens UNITE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Haha so anyway. Was so tired for today's class. Since i have nothing much of TODAY to update i will then update you all readers on what happened in my absence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  After Cosfest VII, Name has started a club called the 'Pedobear Club' after the Costrain that we have started. Up until now i have never forgiven him a single day about the 'Pedobear' thing, which was the entire cause of me getting flamed, as well. So soon, while we were still rejoicing over cosfest VII the complainst started and a war broke out and awoke all the flamers present in sgcafe. We were being flamed and accused of other costrains that we didn't initiate, and were about blamed for all the things done there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  The problem seems to be that those people have nothing better to do, flame for their own entertainment AND they can't read english. If my education in mannerisms had been any worse i would truly show them what is selective reading. Me? Selective reading?? NEVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  So soon i disbanded the 'Pedobear Club' and established R.A.V.E and now with the help of Icydark and Khymchi and various other supporting members are now struggling to build up our roots in the starting of the next upcoming event. However, the costrain issue has not died down yet, and seems to be catching flames hot in the complaints section. Not that i would really really want to bother about it, but i feel sad when i read the posts, reason being how could it be that people are willing to let such ugly emotions show through? They dont have that much of a devastating effect on me, but i feel that it just reflects a lot on their own personalities. Which is just, sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Call me naive if you wish, but i have always believed in chances and good in humankind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  And i do not wish to change that for just a number of black sheep in a small community that i am in. I have kind of forgotten that in cosplay many are rich... and thus. Rich people attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  However as some of my friends have pointed out, they're points were totally irrelevant and shouldn't be bothered with, and also that they were the ones who were selective reading. Apparently they didn't believe that i have afterwards contacted Shawn and Taka for permission to conduct Costrain and also to help out in future events since R.A.V.E is not solely just about costrain. If it is i would have died!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Epic win. =/ Shawn actually had the same idea before i sent the proposal in. However as no one informed anyone in sgcafe those flamers thought we were just joking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  So later on there came the Cosplay Love Train. But R.A.V.E do not claim credits for it for we do not want to work for other organizations other than SCC. We have chosen the Singapore Cosplay Club over rumors from others. I wouldn't reveal much here, because its not very wise to, but well. =/ I will keep other people's secrets, secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Anyway, WCG coscon have kinda prohibited Costrain. Well, i think only the flamers would want a costrain in coscon. I have no interest in conducting a train in coscon where:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Small area&lt;br /&gt;2) Very crowded&lt;br /&gt;3) Not exactly cospaly event&lt;br /&gt;4) It'd look stupid and boring in suntec which is once again, small and super crowded compared to other venues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  So now RAVe will only work for one organization and one person. You don't need me to tell who it is. Think for yourself. =) And also, now we're midway through dancing rehearsals. Still have a lot to do and a lot to fix but i believe if we stick together we can make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I've moved out of sgcafe too, by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Also, as the most current updates and exciting news, i have two guys currently after my heels. Vivian you know who.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  And i have a crush too, which is more realistic than Max...TAT Max will NEVER care about others anyway, Mr free show. He only cares about his own body maybe. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  hints:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) He's a new cosplayer...uber new&lt;br /&gt;2) About near my age&lt;br /&gt;3) TALLER than me TAT&lt;br /&gt;4) Same school as Aza, Ryan and..whoever it was. the only guys school scgs about ever approved of.&lt;br /&gt;5) Been meeting up with him more and more now thanks to team meetings for cosplay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This should hint enough. -head/desk-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DID I JUST SAY????!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-8055333162295388828?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/8055333162295388828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=8055333162295388828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/8055333162295388828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/8055333162295388828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/07/17-july-08.html' title='17 July 08'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-5217220073018142815</id><published>2008-07-05T09:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T10:02:42.516-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='July 08'/><title type='text'>5th Jly 08</title><content type='html'>  Reporting right after Cosfest VII ( 7) @ Downtown East Singapore, 1-7pm...SUPER HENSHIN!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People who went:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) Alexis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Kartika -thank you so much for helping with the make up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) Zi Ying - thanks for doing my hair the way i want it! LOVE YA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) Jacqueline - For taking my PIC&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) Ms Pang - For SUPPORTING&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) SJ - At least you turned up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7) Shannen-SOI FONGGGGG!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Its just basically tiring...i went to Far East to wait for LY for make up and she overslept and made we wait like 1 hour...what. She didn't even call. In the end i had to look for Kartika but it turned out good either way because Kartika is a PRO. For me, since i couldn't use eyelashes, i used Mascara...and poked myself in the eye a few many times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  When we finally set off after a LOT of hassle ( i cannot express my gratitude for your help ) we finally arrived at Downtown East. After the merry go round we saw a LOT of cosers. I've uploaded my pics onto sgcafe and i will put it on my hybrid soon, but later when i get my hands on Jac's pictures and Shannen's pictures as well. I wandered around, taking photos and everything, threw my beary up into the sky and took a pic ( and missed). =) Its obvious from the photos. In the end Ka and Zi helped me lug my stuff around and i THANK them for it!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Haha took quite some photos ( i wasn't even aware of the number and i thought i took very little !! ) and walked around...and had my photo taken. Now i look back i look kinda weird. I should have opened my eyes a little more. But later down Orchard Road people kept on stopping me and asking "Are you japanese??" No srry. Just a cosplayer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Meet a lot of people, made a lot of friends...Eugene is kinda shy. Well with his friends he won't. Ask him to look behind he look left/right. well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  By the time i got away it was like 6. Made it to Kartika's house. I still remember the train of cosplayers running around. I was one of them, so i'm waiting for the videos and the pics. I hope there is TOMORROW! I hope there'll be another one. -joins in- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  I'm tired so i can't give a clear report.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;REPORTING TOMORROW:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Darrelle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Laura&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Melissa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alexis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vivian&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eugene&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Everyone please remember to charge up your batteries and all!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Going to CCK at 9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Leaving house at 8.30&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Meet AMK at 10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Go Downtown East 11-12&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; BreakfAST!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-5217220073018142815?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/5217220073018142815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=5217220073018142815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/5217220073018142815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/5217220073018142815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/07/5th-jly-08.html' title='5th Jly 08'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-5559266494078926652</id><published>2008-07-04T05:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T06:09:31.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4th July 08</title><content type='html'>  Today is Friday and after this i am going to have a looong weekend since the school gave us one day off on monday for youth day. Aww. &lt;3&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Tomorrow is Cosfest and well, i just can't wait!! Like, OMG! I can't wait for tomorrow! So i have to sleep early today in case tomorrow something goes wrong and...i fall asleep with my contacts on and they get stuck to the back of my eyeballs and i have to roll my eyes the entire day!!? No way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  So tomorrow i'm going to have to wake at 8.30am, pack, plop my contacts in and move off to orchard, Far East to get breakfast and wait for LY. =/ Maybe i'm early then i can eat more...tralala. Omg. I can't wait!! Then after that we go Kartika's and move off together...leaving our luggage behind! In full costume. I can't wait. Ly is such a pro at make-uup you know and she's just so nice. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Today's classes passed in a blur. The lessons were alright and i look forwards to acing my test. Didn't go for kenjutsu today either because i'm dropping it. =/ Ah well. Bing and Joy was like OMG Maggie MAx!! Do your work la in the math test. Then they went: What's the answer for question xx? ERM. Okay. The tree diagram was a weird one so i skipped it. Ahaha but i think overall its okay. Personally i wish that they wouldn't hold tests in the LT because its so cold that we cannot write fast and it hinders us. =/ That's why Joy thought so too. Joy is weird and funny. So is Mong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  For CE we finished watching Singapore Dreaming and it was so a nice movie! Let the dead bury the dead. The father died, and the mother acted like there was something wrong with her mind and the Ah Seng was stupid...didn't graduate from the university and want all the money for himself. I hope he's next to die. (( Sarah: You're so morbid ))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lawyer: Mrs Kong, your mother wants you to have...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mrs Kong: ...-leans forwards in anticipation-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lawyer: $300,000&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lawyer: Mr Seng, your mother wants you to have...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lawyer: $1000.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seng: WHAT HOW CAN SHE DO THIS TO ME??!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  But anyway i'm sure he went bankrupt. Then later the mother left the country to another country to pass the remainder of her years. It was a generally nice movie and there's gonna be loads to talk about later in CE classes. =/ Also, were supposed to find a way to solve that $260 lost. I don't know if our class is going to cover it but well. Jia you la!! Later the teh nag again...go die bah!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  So i suppose i need to dig out that bag again an everything...hope its not dusty. Mong forgot to give me the parents' letter again...remind me about the temperature checking exercise too!! I forgot to bring thermometer but they didn't check today. Can i bring a ear thermometer instead of a mouth one? I don't have a mouth one you know... T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Tmr is the day! I cannot wait!!! Those who are going and know me, please call me!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things to bring: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stethoscope&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;25 bucks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sode no shiraiyuki??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-5559266494078926652?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/5559266494078926652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=5559266494078926652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/5559266494078926652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/5559266494078926652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/07/4th-july-08.html' title='4th July 08'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-3290298706640128958</id><published>2008-06-30T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T07:18:33.732-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='June 08'/><title type='text'>30 June 08</title><content type='html'>  School and well. I did my lit homework well. =) Got all of the points that Mother Neo wanted. We call her Mother Neo because she's always stressed and worried for us. She' hardworking, and we love her for that, yet we hate her for that too...but hate is too strong a word. She's willing to do so much for us, i just got the distinct feeling of sorrow and sympathy for her. It must be like when you're a team leader of a group, you wish to do the best for the team, and bring it to greater heights, but the team doesn't want to co-operate. That's why i feel pity for us. Not like i don't appreciate it...but its kinda too complex and boring. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Ms Beh has such great acting skills. =/ She pretended that all late-comers had to do 30 push-ups before coming into class. Eunice and Fel didn't know it was a trick...and well she fell for it. The whole class burst into laughter. Well. I wouldn't want to be in their shoes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Kartika is dropping out from Cosfest day 1, but she and ZiYingy will be tagging along. At least they're coming along as well. I bet we're taking public transport. =/Be prepared for a lot a LOT of stares and comments. Not so nice either. But its not every day you see a cosplayer walk down the streets in full costume. Dah. Vivian is coming, and at least LY is helping me with the make-up. Love her loads for it, and even more fr Kartika, who tried to pay up by agreeing with helping me do a fangurl sign...even though its not confirmed yet. Mong isn't going, so i am just going to have to take loads of pictures and well. SHOW HER!! Definitely. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Not even caps can fully express my fangurly joy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Our school just went green by the way. E-newsletters. Which is? No fun. I can't find it anywhere, so i think my dad might just have deleted it by mistake. Who knows? I hope its not like, lost. The school needs it in a few days time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Mr Baldy kicked me out of the forum. Whatever. Like as if i care. I'm not reinstating myself. I have enough of him. He SUCKS. I don't ever want to do anything with him again. Anything to do with him. Even if i'm visiting SCGS again i'm not looking for him. BUT i think he's retiring next year. YAY!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Lol. Good for him and for SCGS. =D Nothing much to talk about after school. I'm reading the second book of the Blood Jewels Trilogy. As usual, Jaenelle rocks the world, but cheryl thinks that she is too powerful...too fake. But i still think its Lucivar and Daemon forever!! They both are the love. Lol. I mean the book is kinda lengthy and a little too complex for me but well. It'll do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Studying erm...geog. Chinese lao shi came late so i wasn't able to do the summary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  My piano teacher is so funny!! She teacher super high grade by the way. I bet she thinks of me as a failure. Unlike normal days, i was only late for 12 minutes. Well. =/ I BET that she thinks i'm horrible. Dance was tiring. Then it rained. Ms Pamela is shaving her head bald this coming sunday. Too bad i'm not going - i have Cosfest. Gomen to all my readers of my new blog CPSG but i don't have time yet to update it. Maybe tomorrow. =/ I'll see what i can do. Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Played escape from darkness episode 3. It IS our school, so omg. Shock. CURSE. And SJ is cosplaying. Looks like i need to help her out then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-3290298706640128958?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/3290298706640128958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=3290298706640128958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/3290298706640128958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/3290298706640128958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/06/30-june-08.html' title='30 June 08'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-5884957933491337220</id><published>2008-06-29T06:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T06:51:23.014-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='June 08'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; 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font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;Everything's so blurry&lt;br /&gt;and everyone's so fake&lt;br /&gt;and everybody's empty&lt;br /&gt;and everything is so messed up&lt;br /&gt;pre-occupied without you&lt;br /&gt;I cannot live at all&lt;br /&gt;My whole world surrounds you &lt;br /&gt;I stumble then I crawl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could be my someone&lt;br /&gt;you could be my scene&lt;br /&gt;you know that i'll protect you&lt;br /&gt;from all of the obscene&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what you're doing&lt;br /&gt;imagine where you are&lt;br /&gt;there's oceans in between us&lt;br /&gt;but that's not very far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you take it all away&lt;br /&gt;can you take it all away&lt;br /&gt;well ya shoved it in my face&lt;br /&gt;this pain you gave to me&lt;br /&gt;Can you take it all away&lt;br /&gt;can you take it all away&lt;br /&gt;well ya shoved it my face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is changing&lt;br /&gt;there's noone left that's real&lt;br /&gt;to make up your own ending&lt;br /&gt;and let me know just how you feel&lt;br /&gt;cause I am lost without you&lt;br /&gt;I cannot live at all&lt;br /&gt;my whole world surrounds you&lt;br /&gt;I stumble then I crawl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could be my someone&lt;br /&gt;you could be my scene&lt;br /&gt;you know that i will save you&lt;br /&gt;from all of the unclean&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what you're doing&lt;br /&gt;I wonder where you are&lt;br /&gt;There's oceans in between us&lt;br /&gt;but that's not very far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody told me what you thought&lt;br /&gt;nobody told me what to say&lt;br /&gt;everyone showed you where to turn&lt;br /&gt;told you when to runaway&lt;br /&gt;nobody told you where to hide&lt;br /&gt;nobody told you what to say&lt;br /&gt;everyone showed you where to turn&lt;br /&gt;showed you when to runaway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pain you gave to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You take it all&lt;br /&gt;You take it all away...&lt;br /&gt;This pain you gave to me&lt;br /&gt;You take it all away&lt;br /&gt;This pain you gave to me&lt;br /&gt;Take it all away&lt;br /&gt;This pain you gave to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(160, 82, 45); font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(160, 82, 45); font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; "&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DbRnZ0fgt4E&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DbRnZ0fgt4E&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-2541480230850338068?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/2541480230850338068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=2541480230850338068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/2541480230850338068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/2541480230850338068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/06/everythings-so-blurry-and-everyones-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-8230754825714957831</id><published>2008-06-29T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T06:01:23.018-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='June 08'/><title type='text'>29 June 08</title><content type='html'>  Mm...i'm not really keen on updating my blog. =/ But its irresponsible of me not to. Danced today, and it was really tiring. Being a teacher has a big advantage about well, telling them to do it again and again and sitting there enjoying their pain. xDD Well i'm not THAT evil, but close.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  I brought a lot of mangas today, and i am wondering now what the heck it is for!!? I'm like, studying intensive and, here's a stack of mangas sitting right next to my elbow??! What. I. Am. Just. So. Stupid. I even got myself the second book of the Blood Jewels and i'm wondering when exactly am i even going to read that?? I myself am very suspicious of it. Ah duh. And well, i suppose i don't want to attempt my maths paper yet, because i don't feel ready enough, and will do so when i am confident enough of my own studies. Which, is a pain now. To me. Im' scared. Really scared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Hey guess what? I won the jellybean counting contest in gaia!! OMG. I was just following my intuitions...but well. Guessed i hit it after all. It just reminds me about that if you don't try it you'll never know what you are able to do. Which reminds me of my studies. And that is kinda saddening for me. So, i'm sad. Yes, sad. T_T Still studying my brains out. I think there's a chapter that the teachers didn't touch a lot on in the textbook, so its up to our own intuitive to study. Prelims aren't that far away, and a week has gone by and by.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  I'm scared. I'm glad i didn't go for Coscon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Hang in there together. We will do it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Cosfest in 6 days. Okay. Not doing much for it. Oh, i just gotten myself brown eyeshadow rom Bobbi Brown. I love the brand. After all, 'Guys use brown like mad'. And well, i'm doing Hitsu, which is a guy. Crossplaying. Guys cannot use obvious and bright colors. Subtlety does it. ANd he's pale. Seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  There's school, piano and dance tomorrow. I hope i don't die. It means that i have to sleep earlier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-8230754825714957831?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/8230754825714957831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=8230754825714957831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/8230754825714957831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/8230754825714957831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/06/29-june-08.html' title='29 June 08'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-2584319124213649422</id><published>2008-06-28T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T06:37:06.365-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='June 08'/><title type='text'>28 June 08</title><content type='html'>  So...slept late last night. You guys who saw my previous post should know what i mean. Busy setting up CPSG last night and thus... =/ But i swear, Aza is UNFAIR. He's going to Coscon!! And i wasn't even there. Coscon doesn't seem to have much of japanese influence, but more of western. There was a darth vader, and everything. Comics refers to America kind, so i don't blame them. But they weren't too bad. Ah well.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Had to go for dance class. BAH. Jes bumped into her friend. What. I hope she's not a tattle tale. I don't know. -shrug- I'm just trying my best to, well, do everything. I'm kinda envious that Aza can go for Coscon though. But since next week i'm going to Cosfest, i can skip this one. I'll just be missing out on the air-con though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  My make-up artist called me today to get fake lashes. Well. =) First ever outing with her, so happy. Went to Jurong point and just walked around, then we realised it was where we went for OBS. Omg. Okay. Then we went searching around in Sasa. =/ And finally got my fake lashes!! I hope they're not too long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Still nothing much to report about today. I wanna study hard. Then. =/ Sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-2584319124213649422?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/2584319124213649422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=2584319124213649422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/2584319124213649422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/2584319124213649422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/06/28-june-08.html' title='28 June 08'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-3704965031746853856</id><published>2008-06-27T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T09:31:01.836-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='June 08'/><title type='text'>27 June 08</title><content type='html'>  Posting late at night, i kind of just got back from studying and i'm simply studying out of insanity. Well, i mean, i can't be more insane than Rachel. She's doing a chapter for every subject every day. I'm really awed. Serious.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Today school was just...well, hectic. I slept late last night, so the consequences was me falling asleep on the MRT all the way to Raffles Place. So when i woke up i was, what...where is this?? But at least i wasn't late for school. Thanks Mong!! You saved my life today. I own you one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Lessons weren't really that fun today. They're not supposed to be fun, but i saw dear Fel the Great nodding off at the table at the back. Double bio. At least its not Double Am. That's a total killer. T_T Like what SJ says, they're even categorized into two clans. ._. No fun. I know Aza is good at it, but i'm not really. Fine!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Someone just pointed out today that the light in the front only blinks whenever Mother Neo is around. Yeah, that's our new nickname for her. Its not very nice exactly, is it?? Nope. Not really. Not at all, in fact... T_T But well. Its either when she's around or Ms Beh's around does it blink. So, is that good or bad? Yet, i find the blinking lights causing the whole class a headache. So, switch it off!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Nothing much to talk about today since i was so down with studying. =) Today was Midsummer by the Peranakan Garden and Jac's covering the event. JIA YOU! Too bad i'm not free - i want to study, sorry. Well. =/ I didn't go for kenjutsu classes anymore, and i'm stopping them today. Entirely. Until next year. I need a break, and waving a stick around for two hours every week doesn't exactly help me in my studies anyway, does it? No. I think its a rather sensible choice to drop them. =/ Cosfest is my last break. And then, full out steam ahead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  I hope there's no speed humps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Yeah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UPDATE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;COSFEST VII - SUPER HENSHIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Date: 5-6 July 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Time: 1-7pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Venue: Downtown East ( 10 minutes from Pasir Ris MRT )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What to do: Photographers, Cosplayers, Relaxing and getting to know new friends and a new culture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And also, i'm setting up a blog ( finally ) about cosplay. Entirely about cosplay. There might be me inside, but well. I just hope i'm not overdoing everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-3704965031746853856?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/3704965031746853856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=3704965031746853856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/3704965031746853856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/3704965031746853856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/06/27-june-08.html' title='27 June 08'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-2486881653933076896</id><published>2008-06-25T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T08:14:40.400-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='June 08'/><title type='text'>25th June 08</title><content type='html'>  Wow. Today i tried applying to Ms Pamela so that my sister can go for the RAD Inter Founexam this year, but unfortunately tomorrow's the closing date. If she was at Thomson or something, we might have been able to make it. But she was not. So we weren't able to make it at all for this year's and it was like, really sad. Seriously. Which is like really and seriously a pity for us all. I know that it wasn't like that she didn't want to help but she wasn't able to. Which is the sadder thing.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Nothing much, still rping about like mad. Lol. I was like, in the library during common recess. And well. The guys missed me. How sweet of them. You know yesterday when i was going back home from school they were all around in the Courtyard and yelling across 'MAGGIE BYE!!!' at me. ._. So embarrassing. Haiz. And shadow was like, watching watching. So weird. T_T But anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Mrs Choo was like, where were you for the first week of extra classes!!? Your teachers were all the, "Your MAGGIE eh... your CO eh..." Um, sorry. But well i had summer school. They're gonna call up my parents to confirm my absence to see whether or not they really know that i didn't go to school. Matter being it's my o levels this year and NORMAL parent don't allow it. Well. They're NOT NORMAL parents okay? LOL but i love them either way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Didn't get to see Daemon for the whole of today. And well. Sad. I don't know where he's been but well. He never did answer my call. Never he did. =/ Evilness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  MNeo was weird. When the writer wrote, 'Was there nothing else we can do about it? The historian waved a hand vaguely about the towering books. "You go to a house of worship of you hoice, and you pray." That's totally sarcasm at its best!! But well. She didn't know. She's so WEIRD. When she's so sarcastic herself too. =x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Anyway. Back home and studying for SS and maths and geog now. Finished the specimen paper and i'm hoping i got the right paper. english tomorrow, but we'll be doing the passage again. Lao shi is placing so much hope in me for my mock i'm nervous now. Scary. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Where's Daemon been to? Come back soon, come back face, awaiting henceforth i summon you, thrice as fast you shall return. =/ What is this. What. ._. Mong thanks for your help!! I will never forget you!! NEVER!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Tmr school. =/ Well WELL WELL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Yachiru jiayou! We die together. For the results. Together as one. You jump, i jump. K? Tell me! And...=/ Ask for me as well. Do the sign board for me too?? Love you!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-2486881653933076896?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/2486881653933076896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=2486881653933076896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/2486881653933076896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/2486881653933076896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/06/25th-june-08.html' title='25th June 08'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-4293556456794357819</id><published>2008-06-23T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T07:41:07.027-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='June 08'/><title type='text'>TKAM Chapter 31 ending</title><content type='html'>  As an exam review question and also to share with the rest of you. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  I turned to go home. Street lights winked down the street all the way to town. I had never seen out neighbourhood from thi angle. There were Miss Maudie's, Mis Stephanie's - there was our house. I could see the porch swing - Miss Rachel's house was beyond us, plainly visible. I could even see Mrs. Dubose's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  I looked behind me. To the left of the brown door was a long shuttered widow. I walked to it, stood in front of it and turned around. In daylight, i thought, you could see to the post office comer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Daylight...in my mind, the night faded. It was daytime and the neighbourhood was busy. Miss Stephanie Crawford crossed the street to tell the latest to Miss Rachel. Miss Maudie bent over her azaleas. It was summer-time, and two children scampered down the sidewalk towards a man approaching in the distance. The man waved, and the children raced each other to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  It was still summer-time, and the children came closer. A boy trudged down the sidewalk dragging a fishing pole behind him. A man stood waiting with his hands on his hips. Summer-time, and his children played in the front yard with their friend, enacting a strange little drama of their own invention.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was fall, and his children fought on the sidewalk in front of Mrs Dubose's. The boy helped his sister to her feet, and they made their way home. Fall, and his children trotted to and fro around the corner, the day's woes and triumphs on their faces. They stopped at an oak tree, delighted, puzzled, apprehensive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Winter, and his children shivered at the front gate, silhouetted against a blazing house. Winter, and a man walked into the street, dropped his glasses and shot a dog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Summer, and he watched his children's heart break. Autumn again, and Boo's children needed him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Atticus was right. one time he said you never really know a man until you stand in hsi shoes and walk around in them. Just standing on the Radley porch was enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  The street lights were fuzzy from the fine rain that was falling. As i made my way home, i felt very old, but when i looked at the tip of my nose i could see fine misty bears, but looking cross-eyed made me dizzy so i quit. As i made my way home, i thought what a thing to tell Jem tomorrow. He'd be so mad he missed it, he wouldn't speak to me for days. As i made my way home, i thought Jem and i would get grown but there wasn't much else left for us to learn, except possibly algebra.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-4293556456794357819?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/4293556456794357819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=4293556456794357819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/4293556456794357819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/4293556456794357819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/06/tkam-chapter-31-ending.html' title='TKAM Chapter 31 ending'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-7292788382680406787</id><published>2008-06-23T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T07:33:14.937-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='June 08'/><title type='text'>23 June 08</title><content type='html'>  First day of school! Well. What made me most happy was that although my bag was heavy with all the textbooks, when i saw my beloved juniors, ha!! They were all so sweet. =/ Glad to see them back in one piece from overseas trip though. Jac gave me a feather pen. OMG. Such a nice big feather. Good for poking people with!!&lt;div&gt;  EVEN CAPS CANNOT FULLY EXPRESS MY FANGURLY JOY!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Yes, that's it. The first lesson was literature. So MNEO the first thing she did when she came in was customary. "Girls, i'm seriously stressed." ( Everyone thinks: Yes we're stressed too... ._. ) Ah well. Then was geography lecture. OMG. TERRIBLE. But anyway. =/ nothing much to say. Kinda a slacker. Glad that didn't have to go for bio and chinese so in the end i just slept. I found the book 'The Fury' from the Vampire Diaries. OMG. lol. Damon and Stefan is forever gorgeous!! But they just had to kill Elena in the end. Which is plain sad. OMG. Thanks to Katherine. But at least Katherine is dead now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Reasons why i like Vampire Diaries sometimes over Twilight is merely because the guys don't glitter in the daylight, and they're not rock hard. And there's still the same angst with the evil and gorgeous brother. And a lot of blood as well. =/ MORE EXCITEMENT. I'm picking up the 4th book tomorrow, the Reunion. WHEE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  NOTHING CAN EVER EXPRESS MY FANGURLY JOY!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  But whatever. WHEE! OMG. Cosfest soon. Can't stop waving my feather around. Meh. MEH. Laura-ness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Nothing much to say, except well, at least my students are happy now. Can't seem to find Daemon around for a while but i know he's sticking around still. Let's wait it out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-7292788382680406787?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/7292788382680406787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=7292788382680406787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/7292788382680406787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/7292788382680406787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/06/23-june-08.html' title='23 June 08'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-4893194553046654066</id><published>2008-06-19T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T00:20:34.461-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='June 08'/><title type='text'>20 June 08</title><content type='html'>  OMG for the first time today i saw Max online. Scary. But i was too busy rp-ing so i didn't go IM him since i've nothing to im him about. Auditions? Nah. Maybe next time. I won't have much time sooner later because. I WANT TO STUDY.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Haiz. But at least i know i got the correct msn address. Haven't seen Shunmin and Sam up yet. Why? Dunno gah. No martial arts lesson today so i have the entire day!! After today well. Its gonna start school soon. Which is really sad. Haiz. T.T I wish there's an extension to the holidays don't i? Haiz. I want to start on bio now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Still like. OMG. Blood circulation is O_o". Insects have an open circulation. And i noticed that when you squish them the blood goes pop. -.-" Geez. Why am i on bio now anyway?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Gaiaonline is still weird and all i do now is to rp there. =P In the forums heh. Took my dog for a vac today and she was so blur she didn't even know what happened. ._. Right. Might blog if i come online again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-4893194553046654066?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/4893194553046654066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=4893194553046654066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/4893194553046654066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/4893194553046654066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/06/20-june-08.html' title='20 June 08'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-2740365672485230281</id><published>2008-06-19T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T07:40:44.182-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='June 08'/><title type='text'>19 June 08</title><content type='html'>  All getting ready for Cosfest and all and well. Its just kinda plain hectic. And well. I just had to remind Ka-chan when i saw her online today before she forgets. Chalet is off, so i think we can do whatever we want now. WALOLI! I'm scared we're gonna get flamed. T.T&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  So today early in the morning i just started... -thinks- to teach!! Haiz. OMG. But anyway E is always early for class and she arrived super early for class, like about 1 hour early. Its like crashing classes. But since i was having breakfast i didn't really care. As long as i am able to get my breakfast. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  In the end it turns Joselinda has injured her ankle. She probably just injured herself by going DAAAAH and hitting and floor and then...yeah. You know what i mean. T.T I hope she's not going to well. Blame it on me. Haha. Hope not. But she somehow pestered her mum into making her come from class. Well. She still danced. And well. She survived. With a couple of Daaas and staring at others dancing. Well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Super tiring. Correction of all wrong steps. Haiz. Blame it on others. Its not my fault. Lol. And then in the end after E left J stayed on and well. Spammed my computer. Turns out she plays games a lot. Haha. I always try to keep the kids interested and not act like some kanda-ish and cool detached person. That's like scary to the kids, and since they're not really that interested in dance it might be as well that they...um. Make it easier for everyone. Don't, and cannot be that strict yet. T.T Haiz. Only to two then i can. Which is, SAD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Still surfing gaia because its rather cool. I like my avi, but my house is empty. Sad. Really sad. xD I'm thinking to maybe decorate stuff around but well. Monetary limitations. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Time to get down to some serious studying tonight and maybe one or two K dramas series. Well. I WANT TO STUDY. I feel like studying. A thirst for knowledge. HAHA. Lol. T.T Haiz we'll see anyway. =) I want to study. Os this year. I want to die die die. Really. T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Sometimes i feel like i'm standing at crossroads&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and sometimes i feel like i'm on the sea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you will know what i mean&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I find no ways and no directions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ominous&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;unknown&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;quantity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Gaia is kinda stupid. LOL. The guy wants to get the stethoscope on Cosfest Day 1 in the morning. Got his number. Turns out he was going to do Hatori form Fruits Basket. OMG. Haiz. lol. but anyway whatever. Doing splits. Whee! Splits are fun. Vivi is mean to me. And Daemon is mean to her. Haha. Daemon isn't that mean V. He's kinda nice. If you can take his biting ways sometimes. Lol. Biting and harsh but not entirely bad too. You know, they have avatar cosplays on gaiaonline! They mae the avatar cosplay...it looks kinda cute and sometimes messy. And weird people come and annoy you. Taking that they're...American. -cough- You know how they're sometimes like. So well. Don't blame me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Topics taken:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Tectonic Activities&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Weather conditions~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A LOT TO STUDY LA. T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-2740365672485230281?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/2740365672485230281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=2740365672485230281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/2740365672485230281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/2740365672485230281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/06/19-june-08.html' title='19 June 08'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-1950595523822552336</id><published>2008-06-18T01:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T02:34:36.320-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='June 08'/><title type='text'>18 June 08</title><content type='html'>  HAIZ. Its Wednesday. And well. I shall keep my mouth shut about what is going to happen. Well. Its not like you don't know anyway. Its our sadness and our torture. T.T&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  So its up to another day of teaching again. Heh...the student who was absent yesterday didn't turn up for today as well because she went off sight seeing with her china friends. T.T And i was about to teach a load of stuff. Well i did. She missed the dance Tarantella part. Taught it and well. Just the opening part. I had to use the boy's version because the music was slower. Same music but slower so they can maybe catch up faster. Its easy. But i don't get why they just mess up their hands. So sad. =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  By the time i finished i am like sooo exhausted. And stayed online. Spent about 10 minutes looking for a stethoscope. =) Someone from sgcafe needs to borrow one for Cosfest so well. Dig it out la. I'm quite nice so well. Lend lor. xD Cosplayers in need, i'll always help as much as i can. Mine is the medical one, so you can really use it to listen to stuff. Not the toy one. T.T So i made a mistake of tapping the other end real hard with the thing still in my ears. Still kinda deaf now. Wah. So i'm probably gonna hand it to him/her over Cosfest and hope it returns. =P I've heard kinda much stories about people running away with borrowed items. Hope it doesn't happen to me. Spoils my image of Cosplayers. Haiz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  I am still on the search of Hyourinmaru and had to ask Pan-in-the-Box to see if they do prop rental. T.T Else i'd have to pray some kind soul is willing to lend me his/her's. That is like so sad. Haha! Just pose with it nyaa. So hard to find one. Meanwhile i'm also on the search for other cosplay costumes. And well. =) I realised. Can custom make costumes. Since Cosfest is near, as well as put up shops where you people can get costumes and whatever custom things you wanna get done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) Haru&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Pan-in-the-Box&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) Jesuke&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check http://www.sgcafe.com cosplay temporary market. There's bound to be something there. You can draw or show them pics and they'll probably do everything ( includig looking for materials ) for you. All you need to do? Wait and stone then pay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Where's my sode no shiraiyuki by the way. ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Nearing the end of June now. They say its going to be in time for Cosfest. I'll wait and see if Elysium is trustworthy enough. I hope they are. And no i'm not slandering. T.T Waiting and waiting. And still wondering what i am going to cosplay as next year. Maybe...Tifa. I hope. Then Vivian you have to come with me!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  I think that my dog is still way cuter. Haha i rock. =P So tired. And tired. And i'm going to study later and watch Princess Hours. The girl got prettier now, but well. She's kinda stupid sometimes. The princes are shuai la. =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Must finish teaching Tarantella soon. Well. -sniff-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  I WANT TO DO FINAL FANTASY LA. Until today i still haven't met 3 online. Yet. I wonder. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-1950595523822552336?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/1950595523822552336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=1950595523822552336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/1950595523822552336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/1950595523822552336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/06/18-june-08.html' title='18 June 08'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-5519755841888422011</id><published>2008-06-16T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T23:44:20.227-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='June 08'/><title type='text'>17 June 08</title><content type='html'>  Today's Tuesday. Nearing end of holidays sad to say. OMG i didn't want to know but well. T.T Its just sad, isn't it? Got down to quite some bit of studying of Geog and now working on bio. I expect myself to cut off online works soon when school opens again soon. =P AH WELL. That's why i hate O levels. -cries- I want to cry liao. -sniff- SAD.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  My students eh...-shake head- One ca learn super fast but like to play, one has talent but arrogant, one NO talent also want to be arrogant, one got nothing cannot dance still want to be lazy. T.T Lol. I have to correct their character bah. -sniff- Then one cry because her exam result coming out next week then she scared. Wha... Haiz. I mean like well. It doesn't really mean if you can dance you can be arrogant, right? Its not nice to look down on other people and laugh at them just because they cannot and you can, right? T.T I want my students to be nice to everyone and all, not like, thinking stuff like "you stupid idiot cannot even dance". That makes me so sad. -sniff- And the new one is so cute. She's just cute la. Makes you want to laugh but then she cries super easy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Well. Yesterday i was like watching Prince Hours and OMG the prince so shuai. Haha! I still kinda like korean drama. &lt;3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Haiz. -bored now- Vivian is so lazy and all. Early in the morning do what? Go watch bleach. I WANT! She's watching the arrancar arc one and well. So do i want to. But mine only stops at the bount arc. Well. Coz i'm doing the Vcds not the online one. So well. =/ Just sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Cosfest is like 2 weeks away and the hectic begins~ i hope to see everyone there? Well. My team wants to do a Deathnote one. HAHA dt you be L bah. I want to be Near. But i have to do Hitsugaya so. T.T I'll just tag along and be stupid bah. &gt;_&lt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Someone's selling her Yoruichi costume at $100. Set is in the battle form and non-battle form. Well just remove the orange top can liao. xD Looks kinda nice. But well. HAHA. Well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I'm beginning to miss everyone and MiLord is daoing me. And well. No one's in a good mood at all. Haha. Haiz. Probably i'll just wait for Cosfest and meet up with everonye. I miss 4 and i miss my 3. He's not mine anyway. All the good guys are probably already attached to someone or other which is SAD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-5519755841888422011?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/5519755841888422011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=5519755841888422011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/5519755841888422011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/5519755841888422011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/06/17-june-08.html' title='17 June 08'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-5246902358326596324</id><published>2008-06-15T05:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T06:13:42.545-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='June 08'/><title type='text'>15 June 08</title><content type='html'>  Well well well!! Back online and looking at super weird stuff to do with the google search engine. Its shocking. Here goes:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) Go to the google website.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And here are the various things to type in then hit 'I'm feeling lucky'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) 'Find chuck norris' - i'm feeling lucky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) 'Elgoog' - I'm feeling lucky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) 'French military victories' - i'm feeling lucky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) 'google goth' - i'm feeling lucky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) 'google black' - i'm feeling lucky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) 'google easter' - i'm feeling lucky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7) 'google 133t' - i'm feeling lucky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8) 'google emo' - i'm feeling lucky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9) 'the answer to life, the universe and everything' - search&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10) 'the ten commandments of google' - i'm feeling lucky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The results just show, don't they? OMG. LOL. See if you can find anymore!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-5246902358326596324?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/5246902358326596324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=5246902358326596324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/5246902358326596324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/5246902358326596324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/06/15-june-08_15.html' title='15 June 08'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-1153919247034492799</id><published>2008-06-15T01:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T03:03:19.127-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='June 08'/><title type='text'>15 June 08</title><content type='html'>  Trying and attempting to learn Korean now i know a little basic japanese. GAH. They end about everything in YO or DA. ._. Its making me confused now. Ah well. But Korean sounds a bit rude occasionally. There are even websites that teach you how to swear in Korean! And they aren't nice at all. ._. How rude.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  And so anyway i am up and teaching while you're all sleeping in the morning liao. Dance. I swear i'm like dead tired. Some people just don't work hard enough. I teach i scold they don't want listen. Not when its for their own good. Mum says i treat them like my own daughters. Ah well. I'm not married yet, please. =P Haiz~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Sms-ed the people at the summer school today and got all their msn addresses. =) EXCEPT for Max and Aloysius. But i got Aloy's from Sonia who daoed me until i shouted her name. She probably thought i was some freak who got her msn address by weird means. Well at least i will too. Hehe. She was like what do you think Mr Free Show's dp will be? I dunno. Dancers? I swear. He can really dance, them both. So good one... -envies- Thinking of Max reminds me of Kimmie. -works harder en pointe- I swear my pointe is still not good enough. Well. But i have a strong foundation not counting in my technique. Don't forget who my joker is. Yeah. I still have my joker card. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Now everyone is very kan chiong about Cosfest which is like two weeks away. Meeting quite a lot of people now. Well. =) Floaters unite!! I hope they're all coming for me. Heh. Not sure if anyone from my team is coming this year. =) I suppose definitely Hitsugaya and Yoruichi. But dunno who else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  I just got my hands on the Princess Hours vcd so well i'm gonna slowly broil them. =) Watch. I want to watch. The princes are damn shuai la. The girl a bit weird and dao. I don't like the one who dances. The one who dance is damn retarded. Not like she can dance anyway. =P Can bluff people cannot bluff me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  What ever does a prick mean?? Weird. Its not vulgar is it. The dictionary meaning is to poke. So nothing vulgar what. ._.He is sooooo... -speechless- Why can't i speak against him!!? Vivian!! -runs to find her friends-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Well seems like ballet results are out. OMG. Die. DIE DIE DIE. This MONDAY. DIE. Well. I feel like Crashing my 4's class. =) Miss them already though it was only just yesterday. Only yesterday~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Well. What do i say. Tomorrow there's piano and dance. &lt;3 i'm gonna take that peach flavoured drink again. No wonder Vivian is so nuts about it. No wonder. Well. Nothing much to say for now. Later maybe!! Hehe. So. For now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-1153919247034492799?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/1153919247034492799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=1153919247034492799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/1153919247034492799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/1153919247034492799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/06/15-june-08.html' title='15 June 08'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-8032125748410789397</id><published>2008-06-14T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T08:19:41.072-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='June 08'/><title type='text'>14 June 08</title><content type='html'>  Haha didn't update for yesterday. I was off dancing, piano and kenjutsu. There's this new comer in our class...when i reached the venue i saw him standing to one side, arms crossed, looking cool. Then i knew he was newcomer like later. Haiz. Name's Zero. So, obviously he's from Sgcafe. -_- Yeah. Totally. SJ was like, bored, as always. And sensei, i hope he can find a better way for detouring. He needn't walk all the way right up to me bah...but i admit i've missed so many classes i've forgotten what to do liao. xD Gotta ask SJ. She's the only one who practises.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  So! Today, woke up at 12pm. ._. That's like really late for me. But i was reading books till 3am in the morning. Shush, no one knows so tell none! Haha. Got up, play piano, then go study. Then i fell asleep. I had to go to sleep because i didn't feel well mah...until my sister came in and switched on the aircon. So the problem lies with the cold. =) I am Rukia in blood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Haha then later, as said with Vivian went to Thomson to have dinner together omg she made me wait. But i don't mind since i am always the one to turn up there earliest. I should learn my lessons lol. xD Then walked around and blah blah blah and basically thinking of 3. 3~~ haha! Met Vivian, she's the same as always. But i can see that she cannot do Kenpachi la...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Ate dinner, talked about random stuff. x)) And fooled around kinda. Kinda. I had tempura set and well~~ the only thing i liked is the rice and the salad. =P The miso soup, as Vivian says, is pathetic. The one at Takashimaya is even better. &lt;33&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Well the first person i saw was Gwen but she kinda just brushed past me. Then Vivian. So happy. Last to arrive was Lyn. When i saw those cute little donuts i just had to eat one. They were practically begging to be eaten at the windows so don't blame me, Vivian. Someone has to do those donuts justice, don't they. Kyaa. But. -cough- Anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Apparently they have some Junior Dance Group still on. The last time very few people got in so they were holding it again. I'm glad to say my sister is already in the first time. &lt;33&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Me. Vivian. Lynnette. Gwen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  OMG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Ms Pamela couldn't stop laughing. She wanted to teach us the audition thingy but well. Kinda. Boring actually. But well. Kinda screwed the double piroutettes and SAD they didn't do pointe work. I was so looking forwards to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  My guess is that everyone got in. xD That's my guess. At least Lynnette and Vivian confirm. Me dunno. Gwen...haiz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  I'm gonna buy that Peach fruit flavoured drink next time. Vivian so nice. &lt;33&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Right now we have currently 5 tentative members from there, namely:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) Hiro - Ichigo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Minisuka - Yachiru&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) Kousagi - Nel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) Chibiusa-chan - Orihime arrancar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) Mudman - Yoruichi battle form bare bacl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Confirmed none. Hoping to get them to confirm everything by dec. Hm. Well. Hope to see more! We're trying to arrange for a meet up during Cosfest itself. See first bah. Hope my Ichigo's shuai. I HOPE. Seriously HOPE. else.... -rukia murders self-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  AND. I don't want anyone doing Rukia's school uni version. GRR. NO ONE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-8032125748410789397?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/8032125748410789397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=8032125748410789397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/8032125748410789397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/8032125748410789397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/06/14-june-08.html' title='14 June 08'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-2625918804982891462</id><published>2008-06-12T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T07:44:08.337-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='June 08'/><title type='text'>12 June 08</title><content type='html'>Woke up early in the morning and...well. I suppose you can say its my moontime. OMG. No way. VIVIAN~~-cries- It'll be annoying dancing on Saturday for the SDG. -_- Die already. Seems like Vivian can take part after all. &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Haiz...i feel weird-ish and achy-ish. Die already. -eats panadol-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  So happy! My students. &lt;33&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Studying and everything. I thought today was the 11th. Then i checked the eCal and i realized it was the 12th. Which means, i have to return my library books. T.T How sad. But anyway i've finished reading them all. Renewed one because i thought it was really nice. You know, poetry and fine literature makes me go ooh. I mean you can totally picture a scene in your head and those language, and beautiful and carefully chosen words, well, you know what i mean. &lt;33&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Hehe. Well. What do i say? Tomorrow is Friday the 13th. First premier airing of 'The Happening' How much do i want to watch it~ But. I'm afraid of horror movies. Seen the ad about that woman taking a knife out of her hair? Why does she have a knife in her hair in the first place anyway!! &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  What was that. ._. MiLord is closing down his blog. Omg. And anyway. Hope he had a nice time. But he sounds like he lost his girlfriend. =/ Really. At least that's what it sounds like or i've been watching too much soap dramas. The korean ones especially. Right now, i want to watch 'Princess Hours' which is like, kyaa. More soap bubbles flying about the place. I'm honoured to be on his last blog roll? xD Well. That's a bit of his life cut off then. But i'm sure MiLord's life will go on and well, glad that he's sorted out his emotions! He's been a bit dao-y lately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  But unjust!! I'm to stupid to play the game client. T.T and i did rest after when you told me! He's evil. He even threatened to stop talking to me so that i will rest. I feel saddened. I even have that MSN log. Why? I dunno how to remove logs. Now its spamming up my Adium. ._. Its scary to look at the entire list. =P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Vivian is too thin to be Kenpachi. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(68, 67, 67);   line-height: 13px; font-family:verdana;font-size:9px;"&gt;To the person who enthusiastically and hyperly cheered me up many times. Sorry lah, recently a bit dao. I tell you to rest you refuse to listen! I tell you I maple you refuse to join! What's this! Haha, still friends, kay? 8D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(68, 67, 67);   line-height: 13px; font-family:verdana;font-size:9px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(68, 67, 67);   line-height: 13px; font-family:verdana;font-size:9px;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-2625918804982891462?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/2625918804982891462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=2625918804982891462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/2625918804982891462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/2625918804982891462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/06/12-june-08.html' title='12 June 08'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-1202435129227101270</id><published>2008-06-11T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T07:44:52.570-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='June 08'/><title type='text'>11 june 08</title><content type='html'>  Finally at least some time to start blogging again. No way Vivian, my Ice Cream is cuter than yours. Too lazy to post photos though. Speaking of photos, i seriously take very little photos sia...unless its cosplay event. Haha. You should come to Cosfest VII its the best event ever in Singapore next to EOY in Expo @ Dec. Haha! But then Vivian CLOUD IS MINE. Go after your 3 instead. I have my own. =) But then like as if he will cai wo lor. xD&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  OMG you mean Kimmie has a guy?? Shocking. =) SOTA? Lynnette never told me!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  SDG Audis are next week, hope your ankle is better by now. &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Woke up early this morning to teach again, and well, i was basically thinking about the Korea anime Janggeum's Dream. xD Korea cooking. Well. I only like the guy. You know, the guy who serves the emperor and is his right hand man? Yeah that one, not the army general. The army general is stupid. But he adds humor to the show at least. =P Well. The next anime i wanna watch is maybe... Witch Hunter Robin or maybe Tactics. Kantarou rocks. Wait...Haruka too!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Haiz. Still looking for Hyourinmaru. Was just basically scanning through the cping guidelines today and everything. And getting ready for Cosfest. There's basically nothing to do anyway other than rush make up and wondering how to change into costume on the day. x)) Toilets? Its probably dirty there. &gt;_&lt;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  I want to do Exorcism of Maria maybe next year or next next year. Its damn cool!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Love the characters. I was looking through the magazine when i realize that other countries, there's no over doing of any animes, like not overdoing bleach and naruto and sorts. Starters of course would be Naruto/ Bleach/ whatever they think of before moving onto more elaborate stuff. But i'm still doing Hitsu because i think he rocks. x_x THEN. Well. Maybe Fuushigi Yugi? Tactics? Tifa? Exorcism of Maria? Dunno. =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Anyways. Right now i'm like scanning through a lot of stuff now. I've just dug out my geog mock papers and i'm planning to do them. So happy. =) Geography!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Not to mention bio too! I wonder how mad are Beh and Chan now? I don't even want to think about it when i get back to school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Time to confirm my floaters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-1202435129227101270?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/1202435129227101270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=1202435129227101270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/1202435129227101270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/1202435129227101270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/06/11-june-08.html' title='11 june 08'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-8364770327127758096</id><published>2008-06-10T00:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T00:59:02.303-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='June 08'/><title type='text'>10th June 08</title><content type='html'>Not much time, fast work, short post.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Tired, annoyed, cold and everything in a jumble. I'm sure i'm in the wrong lane. Everything's coming my way, omg. VIVIAN, YOU MEAN KIMMIE HAS A GUY?? Omg that is like, woah news. I mean, so young!!!? you know she's like, under 15!!!? Omg. Okay. Anyway. Haha. I dreamt of 3 today too so whatever. Scary. Scary. Freakish. Heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Severed a friendship today. Good riddance. Don't come back looking for me. Go Australia. Shoo! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Some maniac from Japan ran down the streets stabbing people. Woah. Scary. Woah news again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Stock market is kinda unstable now, watch out. Just be mindful about your shares.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  K?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So. End of story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  NO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; and this friday is Friday The 13TH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Have a nice day. VIVIAN LOVE YOU FOREVER!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-8364770327127758096?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/8364770327127758096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=8364770327127758096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/8364770327127758096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/8364770327127758096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/06/10th-june-08.html' title='10th June 08'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-9024653159656154383</id><published>2008-06-08T04:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T04:54:07.858-07:00</updated><title type='text'>8 June 08</title><content type='html'>  Still...ditzy. I feel sad, kinda. Beh and Chan angry ( thats just a too quiet way to put it ) since i didn't go for their classes...like yeah. 3 days. Of me in bed and thinking what the hell will they say. That is SO comforting. ._. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Fever isn't something i want to trifle with anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  DINNER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  -short postage hehe-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/1813051243953290752-9024653159656154383?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/9024653159656154383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=9024653159656154383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/9024653159656154383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/9024653159656154383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/06/8-june-08.html' title='8 June 08'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-4092614786909814658</id><published>2008-06-07T01:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T01:52:02.356-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='June 08'/><title type='text'>7 June 08</title><content type='html'>  I SWEAR. That um...what's that Korean show about that lady cook who became a doctor later?? Um. anyway. Whatever that show name is i'm watching its anime version. Which is more fun. Because the guys in there would all be young and shuai to cater to girls our age. xD Okay kidding. But anyway i always prefer the anime version to the IRL version because the IRL version there's too many crying and all. After three episodes they wouldn't be finished with the crying yet.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Woke up early and the moment i stepped out of the house my dog threw herself at my legs and pushed me over. -head bangs into wall- Bad dog. Anyway so yeah. Went to Thomson, ate breakfast and yeah. Nyaa. VIPs are annoying. Super duper annoying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  This is home now. Well. Aza's brother is kind of... -cough- rude. So anyway. Dt's back. Hope his brother is killed. Now i shall go to sleep and wait till the rest come back...slowly. Wake me when they come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-4092614786909814658?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/4092614786909814658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=4092614786909814658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/4092614786909814658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/4092614786909814658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/06/7-june-08.html' title='7 June 08'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-6028913260381454213</id><published>2008-06-06T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T08:03:29.121-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='June 08'/><title type='text'>6 June 08</title><content type='html'>  Nothing much to talk about today, went to the airport, there's VIP. Their luggage sure it heavy. Super duper heavy. =) Got on my contacts too, so now my eyes lack oxygen. I swear. I can feel my brain straining to breath!! xD Okay, maybe not that bad.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  So in the end. Showed the people around Singapore, chatted. blah blah. Nothing much. EXCEPT. We got lost looking for the hotel. Which is. Near my school. Can there be anything worse? -imagines scenario: a troupe of people marching up to my school, opens General Office door, bangs on the desk-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Clerk:Yes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ppl: This student arh, from your school arh, blah blah blag blah blah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Clerk: ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  No way. Haha! By the time i got back home my contacts was fitting rather snugly. So i'm a little reluctant to remove them now. Ha! The irony. LOL. Someone's selling Yachiru's zanpaktou, Hitsugaya's vest and also um...Hinamori's fukutaichou badge...at 5. ._. That's really rather cheap and its rather good quality. Well. If anyone wants them i can always reserve for you. HAHA. But you dish out the money yourself. ._. Haha. Nyaa. Because they're props not money so its rather um, well. Worth the price bah. I guess. Maybe our 'Fatimah' ( ha i'm so mean ) Hinamori might want one but well. =) Its next year. We have such a long time to prepare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  I need to ask someone from sgcafe bah...probably. If i want to borrow Hyourinmaru. IF ANYONE EVEN HAS IT IN THE FIRST PLACE!! Maybe our team Hitsugaya has it. Cosfest 08. Who knows? I need to ask. Nicely. And hope that he is willing to lend. ._. I'll put it in a glass casing sir. xD Haha nyaa. I'm still unable to play maplestory and yeah. Everyone wants to lend me their accounts. =) Thanks! But no one ever did it in the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Feeling rather jumpy and jittery. I'm going to check into a hotel by tomorrow. Lala. And i'm going to bring my mac book along...hopefully. Yeah hopefully if my mother allows it. Then i can go online! BUT then i will have to configure the internet airport settings again which is a rather big pain because the password is really long and well. I always lose track as to what i'm like, typing since it all comes out as dots. So. RETYPE. Which. Is totally not funny at all, sad to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  So now i'm at home and listenning to Jennifer Lopaz's Let's get Loud. I remember someone dancing to it before. And i laughed till i cried. Haha. Its rather dancey and nice. Tomorrow i suppose i will need to wake up early and all, entertain people again, then do whatever whatever, go watch movie etc. AND sensei thinks that my dp is hentai?? No! Its not. Whatever. Since so then change. Nothing wrong what. But he probably has a sick mind because if he thinks it is it will be. WHY AM I SOUNDING SO ANNOYING? Something is coming off me bah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Anyways. Contacts off. NOW. Sad. I like the eye colour i'm born with, but i like the one that i can choose better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-6028913260381454213?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/6028913260381454213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=6028913260381454213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/6028913260381454213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/6028913260381454213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/06/6-june-08.html' title='6 June 08'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-560229923345605388</id><published>2008-06-04T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T23:46:03.887-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='June 08'/><title type='text'>5 June 08</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(146, 146, 104); font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; "&gt;"maggie.. get well! coma is the worst way to skip O levels because it mean you cant go summer sch next year. so yeah. heh."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(146, 146, 104); font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(146, 146, 104); font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Vivian eh...don't curse me can. ._. I haven't slipped into a coma yet. Gah. THe way you said it is as if i'm in a coma already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;  Didn't go to school today again since i am still ill. The fever kept me awake the entire night. Ooh guess who i dreamt of?? xD Haiz. -daydreams- But its no fun like, sleeping in a fever and all. Its bad. I feel like i'm on fire. Literally on fire. Drinking water doesn't really help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;  Oh you people out there just imagine me coughing blood in bed. ._. Sad. But anyway i've just received an email and all. I'm not going for kenjutsu class tomorrow. I suppose i should give my body a rest. Its been tired out enough already. More than enough. So yeah. So. Tomorrow i need to be in Changi airport by 2pm tomorrow to receive a plane. Haiz. Tomorrow a bit of complications sia. =) But doesn't matter! I'm well entertained.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;  Gwak. I should be off studying now ah well. So tomorrow at Changi Airport. Heh. If anyone wanna catch me i'll be in terminal 2. Since tomorrow is quite important i think i'm not going to go to school as well. i don't think i can survive sitting there listening to them drone their way to...dunno where. They're just repeating old stuff and all and i'm always getting bored. Guess what? I always sleep during the lectures. =P Power. &lt;33&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;  I still wana watch Princess Hours sia. Reminding me that Aza is still holding on to my book. Was just looking at some photos of Lavi when i suddenly decided that Lavi is damn cute. OMG LAVI!!! He is damn hot nyaa. ;.; Makes me feel like doing Lavi for once. HAHA. OMG. Actually i wanted to FMA once but i just dunno who. No way i'm gonna be Envy...he's the most insane and cruel nyaa. Maybe Edward bah. So short. &gt;_&lt;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;  Aiya Vivian, with eyeliner i probably look more like Rukia than Yoruichi bah. But Yoruichi is like, -cough- Nevermind. I saw this photo of Soi Fong, the cosplayer really showed her underwear lol. Just like the manga and the anime. Serious!! She didn't really wear anything under. Ah well. More work for Shannen. How about get Shannen to wear pantyhose or whatever then wear the excess bits on...or pretend tie string la. -_-" LOL. We have to be exact what. I'm getting the rest of the people to come to Cosfest for the sgcafe team so i can see what they look like. Since i found an Ichigo i HAVE to take a look at him. I cannot stand some ugly Ichi. &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;  Everyone's having something to do. What about me? Playing the piano till my fingers are bleeding. Really. It bled. PLASTER!!! -screams and runs off-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;  And i want a doctor. ;.;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;SIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;SQ 0858&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Date of Arrival: 060608&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Time of Arrival: 1420Hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Terminal 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Changi Airport Singapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Note: QRSWM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;LAVI FOREVER!!! -cries-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Too hot. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-560229923345605388?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/560229923345605388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=560229923345605388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/560229923345605388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/560229923345605388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/06/5-june-08.html' title='5 June 08'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-5969059664595263265</id><published>2008-06-04T07:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T07:26:32.992-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='June 08'/><title type='text'>Photos!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SEalfTDNFMI/AAAAAAAAApE/bq-5a_wn95M/s1600-h/1_154176968l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SEalfTDNFMI/AAAAAAAAApE/bq-5a_wn95M/s320/1_154176968l.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208031976208798914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Prize winners for CSTD Summer School. Kimmie ( the second from right ) is my friend!!! She owns the world. *_*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SEalfqZcUuI/AAAAAAAAApM/0sYO8SxlPkI/s1600-h/DSC03719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SEalfqZcUuI/AAAAAAAAApM/0sYO8SxlPkI/s320/DSC03719.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208031982476088034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Group shot! Hope to meet you all again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SEalf6WtUII/AAAAAAAAApU/rdOoiVwRZGk/s1600-h/DSC03721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SEalf6WtUII/AAAAAAAAApU/rdOoiVwRZGk/s320/DSC03721.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208031986759585922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can you spot me?? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SEalEFrB7EI/AAAAAAAAAo8/qYSKlkVpoEI/s1600-h/P1030035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SEalEFrB7EI/AAAAAAAAAo8/qYSKlkVpoEI/s320/P1030035.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208031508761275458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First...the BLEACH OUTING!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From top left to right:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rukia, Aizen, Soi Fong, Byakuya, Kira?, Hinamori, ?? , Yoruichi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bottom left to right:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Err...Grimmjow??, Hisagi, Urahara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wait...i just realised we left ALL the guys out of the CSTD shoot thing. But well. Zi Xiang and Max ran far far away liao. No one found them anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-5969059664595263265?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/5969059664595263265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=5969059664595263265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/5969059664595263265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/5969059664595263265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/06/photos.html' title='Photos!!!'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SEalfTDNFMI/AAAAAAAAApE/bq-5a_wn95M/s72-c/1_154176968l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-8181247936775424405</id><published>2008-06-04T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T07:20:29.047-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='June 08'/><title type='text'>4 June 08</title><content type='html'>  Fell ill today so i didn't go to school. I was halfway to Bishan when i decided that i couldn't survive ( i wouldn't make it to school ) and went home. There seemed to be something wrong with the MRT today again. But well i was too ill to notice or whatever. I'm just ill and all. I don't have that much energy to go poking my nose all over the place.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  So by the time i reached home i just fell on the bed and slept. In and out of feverish dreams. I dreamt of my friends, i dreamt of other countries. Now i'm too tired to think anymore. I'm like super weak to even pick up my handphone which seems to be too heavy to me. Gah. I didn't see a doctor though. Please. You know how scared i am of doctors. No thanks. I rather die in bed. =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  My dad just came back from Taipei and well. He got back this....seaweed thingy. This seaweed ball thingy. No shaking though. It'll die if you shake it. Talk aboutwater plants. It came from Hokaido so i dunno if its gonna survive. I heard it dies pretty fast. Since the water here will be different from the water it used to live in. Plants. I don't really like plants. By the way, when it comes to Bio all the students will somehow instinctively skip all the plant questions when they meet it in O levels. MUHAHAHAHA. Of course. But i don't. Plants are easy la. Kinda.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  So anyway. It happens that Vivian found someone's blog. That's scary. The way she bitches about everyone. I think the CSTD teachers are rather fair. All the prize winners who won the prize deserves it, and those who didn't, don't. Well. But even if its unfair for a time, just bear with it bah. No need to get all...angry-ish over it and well. Bitch about people? Sigh. People nowadays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Need to rest more according to Aza. Ookay... ._. But i don't want to dream again. Haiz. Maybe i'll skip school tomorrow bah. If i can. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-8181247936775424405?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/8181247936775424405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=8181247936775424405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/8181247936775424405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/8181247936775424405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/06/4-june-08_04.html' title='4 June 08'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-216790667024435056</id><published>2008-06-04T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T06:46:05.523-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='May 08'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='June 08'/><title type='text'>4 June 08</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;QUESTIONS AND ANSWERS&lt;br /&gt;A) People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs &amp;amp; replace any questions that they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B) Tag 10 ppl to do this quiz and those who are tag cannot refuse. these people must state who they were tagged by &amp;amp; cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by. continue this game by sending to other ppl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Q1: If your lover betrayed you, what will you reaction be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Well. I hope he won't. Else... -does a vivian kick-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Q2: If you can have a dream to come true, what will it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Be a Prima Ballerina, set up my own dance school, and be its principal. ( but no money sia )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Q3: Is Hitsugaya shuai?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;OBVIOUSLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Q4: Are you confused as to what lies ahead of you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Not really. I know what i have to do but i'm afraid of what if i fail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Q5: What's your ideal lover like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Hmm. Caring. Strong. Protective. Sensitive. And loves me. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Q6: Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Being loved by someone of course. =) Since i love everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Q7: If the person you like does not accept you, will you wait for him/her to change his feelings/ attitude about him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I will. If not to love me, to accept me bah. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Q8: If the person you secretly like is already attached, what will you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Well. Wish him all the best and go find someone else bah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Q9: Has there anything recently that makes you unhappy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;School in the holidays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Q10: What do you want most in life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Live life to its best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Q11: Is being tagged fun?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Kinda. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Q12: How do you see yourself in the future as well as career?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Hopefully dancer / principal of my own dance school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Q13: Who is currently the most important person to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Vivian. 3? xD Lynnette. My friends. Those who's viewing my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Q14: What kind of person do you think the person who tagged you is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Vivian? Hehe. Yachiru-ish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Q15: Would you rather be single and rich or married and poor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;NONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Q16: What's the first thing you do every morning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;-thinks- Where am i eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Q17: Would you give all in a relationship?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Depends on how nice he is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Q18: If you fall in love with 2 people simulatneously, would you pick?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Well i can't be unfaithful bah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Q19: What type of friends do you like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Hmm. Those i can manipulate. KIDDING! xDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Q20: If you played a prank on someone and he/she fell for it, what will you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;-stare- Well. If he/she doesn't know i'll keep quiet about it. If yes i'll give him/her a chocolate to compensate. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Tagged: ( NOW YOU MUST DO THIS )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;1) Aza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;2) Mongyi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;3) SHannen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;4) Ryan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;5) Cali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;6-10) Anyone who reads this. You are DOOMED. xDD Have fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-216790667024435056?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/216790667024435056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=216790667024435056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/216790667024435056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/216790667024435056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/06/4-june-08.html' title='4 June 08'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-8410579257805856649</id><published>2008-06-03T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T06:46:25.223-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='May 08'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='June 08'/><title type='text'>3 June 08</title><content type='html'>  Mooched about yesterday since blogger was done for about half a day ( according to Vivi-chan ). Heh. Got back my theory results yesterday and i was so happy i passed. ( VIVI I PASSED!! that was the first thing i screamed ) Nyaa. Almost got a Distinction falling short of 3 marks and that is kinda sad YES I KNOW sorry.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  What did i do today? School, school and school. There's nothing worse than having to go to school in the middle of the holidays!! Mr Johari's lecture was very funny, unexpectedly. I thought it was gonna be very boring and all but well, it was just funny. And fun and interactive. There was a lot of laughing and copying work to be done. Almost fell asleep in literature lecture again, haiz. Then there was geography lecture. ARGH. No i didn't die, the teachers were all kinda nice to me. Mrs Chua gave me the mock papers for practise to do at home so yaye. xD I suspect the only one who is really angry is Mrs Chan. so die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  I want to watch Princess Hours le!!! I got the book, but i don't have the vcd or whatever it is. They showed it on tv but i went to HK then so i didn't get to see it. But i know the Prince is darn shuai. 3, Vivian. ;.; My school is such a horrible memoir. GAH. But anyway lor. Mooched about for a lot in school. You know what? I totally don't feel well. In fact i feel ill and also i'm having a sore throat. That's just so sad. I don't really feel like going to school tomorrow especially not when its double amath tomorrow. Thank goodness its lecture so i doesn't really matter if i doze off i guess. Then i have...um..LITERATURE~ and i rescheduled english oral to tomorrow chemistry period. Yay. x3 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  By the time i got home i just dropped dead asleep on the bed. Haiz. I need to check when my sode no shiraiyuki is really arriving. Its coming this month. =) Everyone's waiting. I mean i'll have more time to sort out the ribbon flying thingy part when it gets here. I dunno what the thing is though. I'm getting more and more sick of school, but well. Uncle Mong is scared of toilets now... ._. She went to the toilet alone and heard this hehe sound. Obviously there's no one there. Aiyo. Couldn't be more freaky than the ringing bell incident bah. Jiayou Mong. =) They're not gonna come after you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  School tomorrow haiz. I don't feel like going. If i not well enough i shall skip. Meh. HAHAHA. I own. Vivian...make sure that 3 calls you when he get back lol. xDD Heh. Mine is IMPOSSIBLE. I don't even think we'll meet again lor. Maybe. At the school again? LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Next upcoming event:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;COSFEST&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Date: 5-6 July&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Venue: Downtown East d'Marquee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time: WHOLE DAY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  LOL. So anyway. I tell you my muscle ACHES. I did some stretching and i realise that my left leg is like super super un-loose. But anyway. So i need to practise more. I wanna sleep now. I know i fall sick soon. I am gonna fall sick soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Love you Vivian! So nice help me buy pointe shoes. For my sis la. My feet not so small le. xD We have a date on 14th June k? GET INTO THE SDG!!! JIAYOU EVERYONE!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-8410579257805856649?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/8410579257805856649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=8410579257805856649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/8410579257805856649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/8410579257805856649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/06/3-june-08.html' title='3 June 08'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-6105869222015098916</id><published>2008-06-01T03:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T06:46:25.226-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='May 08'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='June 08'/><title type='text'>1 June 08</title><content type='html'>  Its a sunday. Like what Vivian says, its kinda weird waking up not dressing up into leotards and getting ready to go for Summer School. Ah the heck. But it doesn't mean exactly too that i've got nothing to do when i wake up in the morning! I woke up so early in the morning to...teach. Haiz. Felt tired and all, but i still teach. Happily. But in the end instead of more pointe shoes we were like watching sadako coming out of the tv. Haiz. They got scared, poor girls. ;.;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  I miss everyone at the summer school. Its just that after the thing, it doesn't really hit you that hard immediately. Yes Vivian, 3 also. 3!!!! Gah. What am i thinking??!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  But anyway after class i went to Simei... its so far away. ;.; I know Singapore is a small city but its still pretty far from my house! I almost fainted taking the MRT it was just simply so stuffy. Yeah. And i went past Kallang, i was like, this was where i used to come every morning for summer school and now no longer. When i went past Eunos i was like this was where i used to go to Crestar MP for Australia summer workshop... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  How...nostalgic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  But anyway there was kinda a lot of hassle getting the dog out. She's really cute and furry. =) Hehe. But i'm just like so tired to do anything else, haiz. Basically i slacked, slept and went online. I need to start studying tomorrow. Like, study. YES. And i still haven't gotten the letters for excuse yet. School ends at 10.30 for me tomorrow so i guess it isn't all that bad. Haiz. I am so prepared to get killed tomorrow. Oh wow. But tomorrow i only have MNeo's class so maybe it isn't really that terrible after all. There's still piano and dance at night. Oh my. The pain!! But anyway i just wished i could slack. Its like life sucks being sec 4. ;.; I've found an Ichigo!! Yay? LOL but i still don't know how he looks like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  SJ wouldn't be there on friday for class. I won't be able to whine to her about it then. Darrelle will be. I insist that her hair is puffy!! At least it looks thus to me!! I hope tomorrow's breakfast is something nice. I'm hungry again. =P Wanna eat. You know what, sensei is stupid. He's off teasing me again. He sucks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Oh Vivian. 3333333333333333333~~~~~!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  I am like so dead now. -cries and hugs vivian- Love ya loads forever!! ;.; Its deal k? We'll get something next year to show Ms Pamela and make her happy. K? Seal!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  I just love Fort Minor. &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-6105869222015098916?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/6105869222015098916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=6105869222015098916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/6105869222015098916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/6105869222015098916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/06/1-june-08.html' title='1 June 08'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-6222681478490450849</id><published>2008-05-31T11:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T11:40:37.044-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='May 08'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt; &lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Your Hidden Talent&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyourhiddentalentquiz/seascape.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Your natural talent is interpersonal relations and dealing with people.&lt;br /&gt; You communicate well and are able to bring disparate groups together.&lt;br /&gt; Your calming presence helps everything go more smoothly.&lt;br /&gt; People crave your praise and complements. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourhiddentalentquiz/"&gt;What's Your Hidden Talent?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-6222681478490450849?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/6222681478490450849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=6222681478490450849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/6222681478490450849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/6222681478490450849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/05/your-hidden-talent-your-natural-talent.html' title=''/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-8986063851481786565</id><published>2008-05-31T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T11:22:00.947-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt; &lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;He Is So Into You!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/isheintoyouquiz/into-you.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Come on, why was there any question in your mind?&lt;br /&gt; If he hasn't asked you out yet, he will!&lt;br /&gt; All signs point to strong flirtation - &lt;br /&gt; And that's always a good thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/isheintoyouquiz/"&gt;Is He Into You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;This is SO DIE. NO VIVIAN NOT 3 I'm referring to 7!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-8986063851481786565?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/8986063851481786565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=8986063851481786565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/8986063851481786565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/8986063851481786565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/05/he-is-so-into-you-come-on-why-was-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-5707352963246043419</id><published>2008-05-31T11:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T11:13:41.596-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt; &lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;What Maggie Lee Means&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/name.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; You are confident, self assured, and capable. You are not easily intimidated.&lt;br /&gt; You master any and all skills easily. You don't have to work hard for what you want.&lt;br /&gt; You make your life out to be exactly how you want it. And you'll knock down anyone who gets in your way!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; You are usually the best at everything ... you strive for perfection. &lt;br /&gt; You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive. &lt;br /&gt; You have the classic "Type A" personality.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; You are deeply philosophical and thoughtful. You tend to analyze every aspect of your life.&lt;br /&gt; You are intuitive, brilliant, and quite introverted. You value your time alone.&lt;br /&gt; Often times, you are grumpy with other people. You don't appreciate them trying to interfere in your affairs.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; You tend to be pretty tightly wound. It's easy to get you excited... which can be a good or bad thing.&lt;br /&gt; You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don't stick with any one thing for very long.&lt;br /&gt; You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; You are friendly, charming, and warm. You get along with almost everyone.&lt;br /&gt; You work hard not to rock the boat. Your easy going attitude brings people together.&lt;br /&gt; At times, you can be a little flaky and irresponsible. But for the important things, you pull it together.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; You are relaxed, chill, and very likely to go with the flow.&lt;br /&gt; You are light hearted and accepting. You don't get worked up easily.&lt;br /&gt; Well adjusted and incredibly happy, many people wonder what your secret to life is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/"&gt;What's Your Name's Hidden Meaning?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-5707352963246043419?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/5707352963246043419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=5707352963246043419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/5707352963246043419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/5707352963246043419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-maggie-lee-means-you-are-confident.html' title=''/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-4166821077023644851</id><published>2008-05-31T11:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T11:04:44.577-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt; &lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;You Are Winter!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatseasonwomanareyouquiz/winter.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Intelligent&lt;br /&gt; Serious&lt;br /&gt; Cozy&lt;br /&gt; Calm&lt;br /&gt; Shy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatseasonwomanareyouquiz/"&gt;What Season Woman Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-4166821077023644851?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/4166821077023644851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=4166821077023644851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/4166821077023644851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/4166821077023644851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/05/you-are-winter-intelligent-serious-cozy.html' title=''/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-1225356737773707534</id><published>2008-05-31T11:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T11:02:43.162-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt; &lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;You are 100% Virgo&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howvirgoareyouquiz/virgo.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howvirgoareyouquiz/"&gt;How Virgo Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Ah well. I AM virgo. ._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-1225356737773707534?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/1225356737773707534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=1225356737773707534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/1225356737773707534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/1225356737773707534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/05/you-are-100-virgo-how-virgo-are-you-ah.html' title=''/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-1020257504290719642</id><published>2008-05-31T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T10:56:00.207-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt; &lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Your Personality Profile&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/worldsshortestpersonalitytest/blue.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; You are dependable, popular, and observant.&lt;br /&gt; Deep and thoughtful, you are prone to moodiness.&lt;br /&gt; In fact, your emotions tend to influence everything you do.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; You are unique, creative, and expressive.&lt;br /&gt; You don't mind waving your freak flag every once and a while.&lt;br /&gt; And lucky for you, most people find your weird ways charming! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/worldsshortestpersonalitytest/"&gt;The World's Shortest Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-1020257504290719642?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/1020257504290719642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=1020257504290719642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/1020257504290719642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/1020257504290719642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/05/your-personality-profile-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-3367091851699903253</id><published>2008-05-31T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T09:02:02.053-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='May 08'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shoutouts'/><title type='text'>Shoutouts</title><content type='html'>SHOUTOUTS:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CSTD SUMMER SCHOOL 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;A biG THANK YOU TO:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Ms Pamela: Who introduced the whole thing to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Vivian: Keeping me up and happy and company throughout the whole thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Ms Nicky Roland: For teaching us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Ms Julie ( is it?? ): /for the beautiful choreography&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Kimmie: MARVELOUS! GORGEOUS DANCING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Aloysius: CONGRATULATIONS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Shun Min: Friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Cindy: Keep in touch! Don't just think about flying, remember us!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Enrui: Erm, congrats!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Max: Don't worry, the secret stays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Corrine: Great syncro in Contemp!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Zi Xiang: Please la, injured still wanna act shuai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I can't remember the names liao...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Sonia: I insist that Ichigo is hotter than Ishida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Julie: FRIENDS FOREVER K? Hope to see you next year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I just can't remember!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-3367091851699903253?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/3367091851699903253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=3367091851699903253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/3367091851699903253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/3367091851699903253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/05/shoutouts_31.html' title='Shoutouts'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-4737630760383442967</id><published>2008-05-31T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T08:38:26.457-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='May 08'/><title type='text'>31 May 08</title><content type='html'>  So!! THE FinAL SHOWDOWN. The performance!! I got there at 6pm. Vivian was late, ha!! First thing i saw was the guys, because they were talking too loudly down the corridors, then i saw Ms Pamela. MS PAMELA~~~~~!! -screams and runs- No la. I ran towards her not from her.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Heh. So anyway Ms Pamela did the eyeliner for me since actually i thought that eyeliner was more important than eyeshadow. YES my dear its brown NOT light blue! Which was the smart person who told me its blue!!? Ah well. I got the colour from Shun Min later. The toilet was toooo crowded and too stuffy. Everyone was perspiring so much it was almost impossible to put on any make up at all. xD Haha. But then eh, everyone started to enter the auditorium. Who did i see? Fatimah. xD You know what i mean, i know what i mean. Hehe. Not disclosing real ID. GEEZ. They're there?? I feel tainted to even be performing on the same stage as them!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  But anyway. Ms Pamela finally told me that guys use brown colours a lot. She said they used them like mad. Really!? I thought guys didn't even use make up!! That shows how shallow i still am. Considering that i slacked for at least two years, ah well. Nope i didn't get a prize, but that's expected. I didn't expect Li Zhong to get one though. Its not like she can really dance. At times even Charmaine is better than her. Kimmie won the scholarship. CONGRATULATIONS! The next person was Aloysius! It came kinda as a shock. He deserved it, but at first everyone thought that it was going to be Max. Haiz. There was a lot of rift raft later about photos and congratulations etc. Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  After a lot of changing here and there in the audi, Cindy helped me touch up my make up. Ha. =) Then for the rest of the time while they were performing i was outside the corridor outside the lecture theatre with Max and the Crestar Senior Dance Group chatting. CSDG forms for audition are out now. I'm going. Just to keep warm i did a bit of running around. A little nervous by the time it was contemp. THEN i injured my foot. PAIN EH! Max didn't hit me onstage. Good. But i almost forgot my positions on stage. Mum told me later that i was the most awful up there. Yeah i slacked for 2 years, remember? &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  But anyway everyone put up a great performance and everyone enjoyed it tremendously. It was great! Apparently Enrui is like wanting Max to be her boyfriend? Hahahaha! Poor Max. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  But anyway i know i have a lot of catching up to do. I asked Julie to get me the photos and all. Thanks to everyone who went there! Vivian you did great, but promise me, both of us must clinch a prize next year! Promise me! -hugs- I know, i know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  But i was happy. Nxt year, everyone!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;  I'll miss you, all of you!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-4737630760383442967?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/4737630760383442967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=4737630760383442967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/4737630760383442967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/4737630760383442967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/05/31-may-08_8783.html' title='31 May 08'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-4457645869719693868</id><published>2008-05-31T01:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T01:25:14.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>31 MAy 08</title><content type='html'>  Getting ready for the performance at SCGS tonight. OMG. Vivian should be there by around 6 so me too. OMG OMG i am like sleeping the whole day. Getting nervous now... well. GOOD LUCK EVERYONE!! ESPECIALLY YOU VIVIAN!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  I forgot how to do my make up...i guess i'll just do foundations. =P Well. Scared and nervous. And aching. NEvermind. -cries-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-4457645869719693868?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/4457645869719693868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=4457645869719693868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/4457645869719693868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/4457645869719693868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/05/31-may-08_31.html' title='31 MAy 08'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-5744757870560570425</id><published>2008-05-30T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T09:56:05.907-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='May 08'/><title type='text'>Quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 12pt; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 14pt; color: black; font-family: Georgia; "&gt;AMAZINGLY ACCURATE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:7;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 36pt; color: black; font-family: Georgia; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black; font-family: Arial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: blue; font-family: Garamond; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black; font-family: Arial; "&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:7;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 36pt; color: black; font-family: Georgia; "&gt;Whatever you do, don't cheat! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt; color: black; font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHINESE HOROSCOPE : &lt;br /&gt;THE YEAR OF THE IRON DRAGON, &lt;br /&gt;WISHING YOU PROSPERITY AND GOOD FORTUNE IN THE&lt;br /&gt;CHINESE NEW YEAR &lt;br /&gt;FOLLOW THE INSTRUCTIONS - &lt;br /&gt;DO NOT CHEAT &lt;br /&gt;OR IT WON'T WORK AND&lt;br /&gt;YOU WILL WISH YOU HADN`T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAKE 3 MINUTES &lt;br /&gt;TRY THIS - IT WILL FREAK YOU OUT. &lt;br /&gt;THE PERSON WHO SENT THIS TO ME SAID &lt;br /&gt;HER WISH CAME TRUE 10 MINUTES AFTER SHE FORWARDED THE EMAIL &lt;br /&gt;NO CHEATING !!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS GAME HAS A FUNNY / CREEPY OUTCOME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:78%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 8pt; color: black; font-family: Tahoma; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt; color: black; font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO NOT READ AHEAD, JUST DO IT. &lt;br /&gt;IT TAKES ABOUT 3 MINUTES - WORTH A TRY &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st. Get PEN and PAPER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd. WHEN CHOOSING NAMES, MAKE SURE THEY ARE REAL PEOPLE THAT YOU &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;ACTUALLY KNOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd. GO WITH YOUR &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;FIRST INSTINCTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; !!!!! Very important for good results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th. SCROLL DOWN &lt;br /&gt;ONE LINE AT THE TIME&lt;br /&gt;DON`T READ AHEAD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:7;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 36pt; color: black; font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;otherwise &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:78%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 8pt; color: black; font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU WILL RUI N THE FUN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt; color: black; font-family: Georgia; "&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;On a bl ank sh eet of paper, WRITE NUMBERS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:7;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 36pt; color: black; font-family: Georgia; "&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:78%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 8pt; color: black; font-family: Georgia; "&gt; through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:7;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 36pt; color: black; font-family: Georgia; "&gt;11 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:78%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 7.5pt; color: black; font-family: Georgia; "&gt;in a COLUMN on the LEFT.&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;BESIDE the NUMBERS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:7;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 36pt; color: black; font-family: Georgia; "&gt;1 &amp;amp; 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:78%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 7.5pt; color: black; font-family: Georgia; "&gt; , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 14pt; color: black; font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WRITE DOWN ANY &lt;br /&gt;2 NUMBERS YOU WANT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU HAVE A FAVORITE NUMBER? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BESIDE the NUMBERS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:7;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 36pt; color: black; font-family: Georgia; "&gt;3 &amp;amp; 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:78%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 8pt; color: black; font-family: Georgia; "&gt; , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt; color: black; font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WRITE DOWN THE NAMES OF TWO MEMBERS &lt;br /&gt;OF THE OPPOSITE SEX. &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;CAUTION: DO NOT LOOK AHEAD or IT WILL NOT TURN OUT RIGHT &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WRITE ANYONES NAME &lt;br /&gt;(like FRIENDS or FAMILY. .)&lt;br /&gt;next to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:7;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 36pt; color: black; font-family: Georgia; "&gt; 4, 5, &amp;amp; 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:78%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 8pt; color: black; font-family: Georgia; "&gt; . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt; color: black; font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DON`T CHEAT OR YOU`LL BE UPSET THAT YOU DID&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WRITE down FOUR SONG TITLES in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:7;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 36pt; color: black; font-family: Georgia; "&gt;8, 9, 10, &amp;amp; 11 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:78%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 8pt; color: black; font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:7;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 36pt; color: black; font-family: Georgia; "&gt;MAKE A WISH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:78%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 7.5pt; color: black; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 5pt; "&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 5pt; "&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 5pt; "&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 5pt; "&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 5pt; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 5pt; margin-left: 3.75pt; "&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 5pt; "&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 5pt; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 7.5pt; margin-left: 7.5pt; margin-right: 7.5pt; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="center" style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt; color: black; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:7;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 36pt; color: black; font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 14pt; color: black; font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARE YOU READY?&lt;br /&gt;HERE IS THE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:7;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 36pt; color: black; font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KEY TO THE GAME &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 14pt; color: black; font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE NUMBER of PEOPLE YOU MUST TELL ABOUT THIS GAME is found in &lt;br /&gt;SPACE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:7;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 36pt; color: black; font-family: Georgia; "&gt;2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt; color: black; font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE PERSON IN SPACE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:7;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 36pt; color: black; font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:78%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 8pt; color: black; font-family: Georgia; "&gt;IS THE ONE YOU &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:7;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 36pt; color: black; font-family: Georgia; "&gt;LOVE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 14pt; color: black; font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE PERSON YOU LIKE but your relationship CANNOT WORK is in &lt;br /&gt;SPACE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:7;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 36pt; color: black; font-family: Georgia; "&gt;7 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 14pt; color: black; font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU CARE MOST about t he PERSON you put in &lt;br /&gt;SPACE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:7;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 36pt; color: black; font-family: Georgia; "&gt;4 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt; color: black; font-family: Georgia; "&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;THE PERSON YOU NAME IN NUMBER &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:7;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 36pt; color: black; font-family: Georgia; "&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:78%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 7.5pt; color: black; font-family: Georgia; "&gt; IS THE ONE WHO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt; color: black; font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KNOWS YOU VERY WELL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE PERSON YOU NAMED IN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:7;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 36pt; color: black; font-family: Georgia; "&gt;6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:78%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 8pt; color: black; font-family: Georgia; "&gt; IS YOUR &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 14pt; color: black; font-style: italic; font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LUCKY STAR &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 14pt; color: black; font-family: Georgia; "&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;THE SONG IN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:7;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 36pt; color: black; font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;8 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:78%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 7.5pt; color: black; font-family: Georgia; "&gt;IS THE SONG THAT MATCHES WITH THE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 14pt; color: black; font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PERSON IN NUMBER &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:7;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 36pt; color: black; font-family: Georgia; "&gt;3 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt; color: black; font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE TITLE IN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:7;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 36pt; color: black; font-family: Georgia; "&gt;9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:78%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 7.5pt; color: black; font-family: Georgia; "&gt; IS THE SONG FOR THE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt; color: black; font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PERSON IN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:7;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 36pt; color: black; font-family: Georgia; "&gt;7 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 14pt; color: black; font-family: Georgia; "&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;THE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:7;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 36pt; color: black; font-family: Georgia; "&gt;10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:78%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 8pt; color: black; font-family: Tahoma; "&gt; TH SPACE IS THE SONG THAT TELLS YOU MOST ABOUT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt; color: black; font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR MIND &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:7;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 36pt; color: black; font-family: Georgia; "&gt;11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:78%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 8pt; color: black; font-family: Georgia; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:78%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 7.5pt; color: black; font-family: Georgia; "&gt;IS THE SONG TELLING HOW YOU &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 14pt; color: black; font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FEEL ABOUT LIFE &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUMBER &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:7;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 36pt; color: black; font-family: Georgia; "&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Tahoma; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:78%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 8pt; color: black; font-family: Georgia; "&gt;IS YOUR &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt; color: black; font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LUCKY NUMBER &lt;br /&gt;SEND THIS TO A MINIMUM OF &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 PEOPLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;WITHIN AN HOUR OF READING THIS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU DO, YOUR WISH WILL COME TRUE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Tahoma; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right" style="text-align: right; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt; color: black; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt; color: black; font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU FAIL TO, IT WILL BECOME THE &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;OPPOSITE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt; color: black; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt; color: black; font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STRANGE HOW IT SEEMS TO WORK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 12pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;font-size:85%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: blue; font-family: Garamond; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black; font-family: Arial; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-5744757870560570425?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/5744757870560570425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=5744757870560570425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/5744757870560570425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/5744757870560570425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/05/quiz.html' title='Quiz'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-1857243996841175747</id><published>2008-05-30T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T09:54:59.718-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='May 08'/><title type='text'>31 May 08</title><content type='html'>  OOH GAH! The school didn't call today! What great news? Bad news? It started raining in Kallang and SC. Ah well.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  So got up early again and well, squashed onto the MRT together with the others. Those who were going to the office for work etc. Received En Rui's call just as i was leaving house and i was like, who's calling me so early in the morning? Its not often that people wake up so early to call others. Obviously she wants a black top. But in the end she wanted to just wear her black leotard. Nothing much, nothing less. =3 Heh. So anyway, i can't believe i saw *her* this morning at the PAHQ and in the end i was really pissed. Got really angry and all. Stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Then anyway. We were like, polishing the dance and all, and telling people where to go, like shift over a bit etc. Then we had to discuss about the make up and all. Ms Pamela is still filling in for the absentees. xDD We got our tickets for the performance tomorrow today by the way. So happy. x)) Then then then...contemp was just plain fun. I wouldn't mind dancing the thing over and over a lot of times, but i can be sure now that my back is injured. It hurts whenever i need to use the lower back which is like, jazz and contemp and the moment i sit on the floor i cannot stand back up again and i'm like, GYAAAAA and Max and Samantha was like ._. wut. Getting more and more used to dancing bare footed. I can feel that i have become looser. By the way, i must have stuck too long with the people. I'm starting to act bitchy all of a sudden. _.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Max is damn shuai la must admit. I can't believe his name was on my list. Either its because i know too little guys or something. And sensei made it to number 7?? That's insane! It must be him, not me. There's nothing wrong with me man. ._. ;.; OMG. Number 4 is my lucky number. Okay...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  OH and today everyone was all 'MAx is giving us free show.' I tell you what, his bag is all full of clothes. After every class he just goes and changes into another new t shirt and like yeah. You don't really wanna know how many clothes he stuffed into his bag. (" its because of guys like this that girls are anorexic ") xDD LOL. He's generally nice BUT. He didn't have to take off his shirt before all the girls. I know he has a hot body BUT you don't have to show us do you? But the girls?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  "I don't really mind since he has a hot body."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  True. xDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  But he's polluting young minds. Some are level 4....very innocent. I realised that my school stage is really very small! OMG! Damn small. But contemp is fun and the floor is cleaner. x3 YAY. Its really kinda sad that today is the last day of the CSTD Summer School. Next week i'm gonna get killed by my school teachers.;.; So die right. Yeah right. After the rehearsal i still have to go for kenjutsu class it was a total killer. KILLER. Thank god sensei let me rest. Some unarmed combat but then not much body contact. So no pain. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Anyways. Nothing much to talk about other than a lot of sores and aches and pains and feeling dead tired. ;.; Should take Aza's advice and..rest...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-1857243996841175747?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/1857243996841175747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=1857243996841175747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/1857243996841175747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/1857243996841175747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/05/31-may-08.html' title='31 May 08'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-7656678073595892026</id><published>2008-05-29T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T07:57:03.089-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='May 08'/><title type='text'>29 May 08</title><content type='html'>Lyrics for Almost Lover&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; "&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; text-align: left; text-indent: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Your fingertips across my skin&lt;br /&gt;The palm trees swaying in the wind&lt;br /&gt;Images&lt;br /&gt;You sang me Spanish lullabies&lt;br /&gt;The sweetest sadness in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Clever trick&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; text-align: left; text-indent: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Well, I never want to see you unhappy&lt;br /&gt;I thought you'd want the same for me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; text-align: left; text-indent: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, my almost lover&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, my hopeless dream&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying not to think about you&lt;br /&gt;Can't you just let me be?&lt;br /&gt;So long, my luckless romance&lt;br /&gt;My back is turned on you&lt;br /&gt;Should've known you'd bring me heartache&lt;br /&gt;Almost lovers always do&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; text-align: left; text-indent: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;We walked along a crowded street&lt;br /&gt;You took my hand and danced with me&lt;br /&gt;Images&lt;br /&gt;And when you left, you kissed my lips&lt;br /&gt;You told me you would never, never forget &lt;br /&gt;These images&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; text-align: left; text-indent: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;No&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; text-align: left; text-indent: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Well, I'd never want to see you unhappy&lt;br /&gt;I thought you'd want the same for me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; text-align: left; text-indent: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, my almost lover&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, my hopeless dream&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying not to think about you&lt;br /&gt;Can't you just let me be?&lt;br /&gt;So long, my luckless romance&lt;br /&gt;My back is turned on you&lt;br /&gt;Should've known you'd bring me heartache&lt;br /&gt;Almost lovers always do&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; text-align: left; text-indent: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;I cannot go to the ocean&lt;br /&gt;I cannot drive the streets at night&lt;br /&gt;I cannot wake up in the morning &lt;br /&gt;Without you on my mind&lt;br /&gt;So you're gone and I'm haunted&lt;br /&gt;And I bet you are just fine&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; text-align: left; text-indent: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Did I make it that&lt;br /&gt;Easy to walk right in and out&lt;br /&gt;Of my life?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: normal; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; text-align: left; text-indent: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, my almost lover&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, my hopeless dream&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying not to think about you&lt;br /&gt;Can't you just let me be?&lt;br /&gt;So long, my luckless romance&lt;br /&gt;My back is turned on you&lt;br /&gt;Should have known you'd bring me heartache&lt;br /&gt;Almost lovers always do&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-7656678073595892026?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/7656678073595892026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=7656678073595892026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/7656678073595892026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/7656678073595892026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/05/29-may-08_29.html' title='29 May 08'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-6217251054075781819</id><published>2008-05-29T04:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T07:53:51.332-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='May 08'/><title type='text'>29 May 08</title><content type='html'>  So its a Thursday. Two more days to the end of the summer school!! Once again, i was late. Because i had to check my email. Tralala. But anyway. Zi Xiang ( i only found out the third guy's name at the end of the class ) was late too. Some more he's out-ing. He injured his back. Even Corrine was injured today! What. I saw June Lee today and omg. Never mind...a lot of people are out-ing from my performance so i really don't know how they're gonna redo the choreography in one day. We only have one day left and that's kinda critical time too. Sigh. I wonder what to do what to do what to do??&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  We finished all the choreography! And cleaned it up! But i expect more tomorrow since there will be MORE empty places in the group. So die right... Max is even worse today. During contemp the teacher said go find something white/black and kimmie got out a white leotard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Max: -stare-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Max: You look so weird in that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: That's so mean! How can you say that to a girl!!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jessica: Exactly! You know how hurting it is!!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Max: Eh? But really what...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: See? OMG so blunt!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jessica: Its because of guys like this that girls are anorexic... =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Max: -lost as to what to do, shake head, scratch head, pretend nothing happen-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To me, what he did was:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Max: -stare- ( he likes staring doesn't he? )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: ??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Max: You can dance in that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: WHY?!! -heard implication in his voice-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Max: Uhh nothing lor...just like you mean you can dance in that... ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Max: Erm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: ( meanie... )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  When i got there this morning i found out that one piece of my sandwich is so thick it could well be a cake! It was about two slices thick and uncut. So i showed it around and everyone was like, WHAT THE HELL IS THAT!!? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aloysius: Is that cake?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shunmin: Erm. Wow... o_o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;_______: Try to eat it with dignity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Its really kinda hard. In the end i decided to like, eat it really really slowly. And it took such a long time to finish... =P LOL. Everyone was like, hah you still haven't eat finish?? Yeah. It takes a long time. Tomorrow there'll be an equal thick size. =P Same as today. Must learn how to eat with dignity. But everyone told me to squash it. Heyy i can't eat squashed bread can i...it looks damn disgusting doesn't it!!? But they tried squishing it for me...no thanks HEY STOP IT!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  -bursts out laughing-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  The school called again. I found out later from Mong Yi that most of the teachers like don't care don't care so i'll just give in the letters written. =( Mrs Chan is really mad or so i heard. She even told Mrs Low when she popped by to drop us back our timetables. But Mrs Low was like, ' class rep give the girl a call. ._. ' But Mrs Chan really unhappy. Sorry la. I know i shouldn't have run off like that, but i forgot to give in the letters! There were too many. Like omg. ='( i'm prepared to answer a lot of questions when i get back. I hope i can redo the mock another time. Smart Joy Wang. She said that Summer school starts next week. THat's RAD, i'm taking CSTD which starts this week. =.= Gah!! Mrs Chan especially unhappy because i didn't come for saturday too! But i need to teach dance la. ._. Sorry la!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  DT that was a super raving rabbit there wasn't it... ._. DAAAAAAH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WwAPaHRTFB4&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WwAPaHRTFB4&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;This song is 'Almost Lover' by A Fine Frenzy. I heard the song while doing the body conditioning class and found it to be immensely sad. Aww... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;But never as catching as 'Mad World!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-6217251054075781819?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/6217251054075781819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=6217251054075781819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/6217251054075781819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/6217251054075781819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/05/29-may-08.html' title='29 May 08'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-7184682569244470316</id><published>2008-05-28T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T08:51:18.884-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='May 08'/><title type='text'>28 May 08</title><content type='html'>  So!! A WEDNESDAY today! Well into the middle of my summer school! Oh wow! And yes the train was late again and i was late again and so on. BUT only for a short period of time. When i came in i saw Ms Pamela. In a taxi. Well to be frank, i recognized her hair, only her hair. xP Sorry Ms Pamela but your hair is truly unique in a way i know its you straight away!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  So anyway. 2 guys absent 2 girls absent. -hums- Martin was there playing away liao. So yeah. Late again. I think Ms Nicky is like starting to be unhappy already liao. &gt;_&lt;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  But anyway. I feel kinda sad. Got shifted to the back for classical, ne? Means like i'm bad...yeah right. Like yesterday i'm always just not loose enough. Oh sigh, heavens me. I hate myself. Because its not like i cannot, but i'm just lazy and all and i didn't want to work and thus, i'm just not loose enough! There are certain things i cannot do, and that's the only part where i am stuck at and thus i cannot move forwards!! I really must must must practice hard...unfortunately Virgoes are kinda whimsical. I hope this will last longer...than the others. Because i seriously need a lot a lot alot of practice to catch up with the rest. That provided the rest should be okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Finished the entire choreography for contemp so yeah. Trying to remember the steps. Haiz. I have to do Summer school next year again. I just have to. I have to win Kimmie this time. I have to. Sleep early and quit being a disappointer...if sensei is reading this is what's troubling me. But no one ever understands i guess...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quote:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  "I find it kind of funny, i find it kind of sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The dreams in which i'm dying are the best i've ever had."&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/1813051243953290752-7184682569244470316?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/7184682569244470316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=7184682569244470316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/7184682569244470316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/7184682569244470316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/05/28-may-08.html' title='28 May 08'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-8668225497777004554</id><published>2008-05-28T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T07:49:41.688-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='May 08'/><title type='text'>VIRGO</title><content type='html'>My STar Sign&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever since Aza put the link on his blog i was so interested to check it out. Oh my. Its accurate!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.novareinna.com/constellation/virgo.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.novareinna.com/constellation/virgo.html"&gt;http://www.novareinna.com/constellation/virgo.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Heh. Everything about me that you might want to know. I'm destructive! Oh my.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-8668225497777004554?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/8668225497777004554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=8668225497777004554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/8668225497777004554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/8668225497777004554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/05/virgo.html' title='VIRGO'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-4513272280667945980</id><published>2008-05-27T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T07:04:25.420-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='May 08'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FwwdCVxvtyw&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FwwdCVxvtyw&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;VIVIAN! i wanna see your performance item... ;.; Btw this is our contemporary dance item song. "Mad World" DT was immediately hooked. xDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; white-space: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;All around me are familiar faces&lt;br /&gt;Worn out places, worn out faces&lt;br /&gt;Bright and early for their daily races&lt;br /&gt;Going nowhere, going nowhere&lt;br /&gt;And their tears are filling up their glasses&lt;br /&gt;No expression, no expression&lt;br /&gt;Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow&lt;br /&gt;No tomorrow, no tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;And I find it kind of funny&lt;br /&gt;I find it kind of sad&lt;br /&gt;The dreams in which I'm dying&lt;br /&gt;Are the best I've ever had&lt;br /&gt;I find it hard to tell you&lt;br /&gt;'Cos I find it hard to take&lt;br /&gt;When people run in circles&lt;br /&gt;It's a very, very&lt;br /&gt;Mad World &lt;br /&gt;Children waiting for the day they feel good&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday&lt;br /&gt;Made to feel the way that every child should&lt;br /&gt;Sit and listen, sit and listen&lt;br /&gt;Went to school and I was very nervous&lt;br /&gt;No one knew me, no one knew me&lt;br /&gt;Hello teacher tell me what's my lesson&lt;br /&gt;Look right through me, look right through me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-4513272280667945980?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/4513272280667945980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=4513272280667945980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/4513272280667945980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/4513272280667945980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/05/vivian-i-wanna-see-your-performance.html' title=''/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-8244300342498322631</id><published>2008-05-27T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T06:59:04.272-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='May 08'/><title type='text'>27 May 08</title><content type='html'>  So today is Tuesday and yes, today i almost screamt when i woke up. It hurts that badly!! I had to slowly inch myself off the bed. -sniff- My body feels rusty and my muscles were like, screaming. And in the end i had to try and walk and stretch my calf and thigh muscles before arriving to the PQHQ and yes i WAS LATE. What... the MRT should go die. It moved for 3 minutes and it can stop for 5 minutes in the middle of the tracks. I just don't know what's wrong with it, but well. I was only late for about 15 minutes?? It wasn't that bad yet.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  So anyway with a scream and a squeal and dashed in to the amusement of everyone in the class ( and the guys went 0_o" while the girls went lol so cute ) they were already on it like yesterday telling me i was cute. &gt;_&lt;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Body conditioning was still a total pain, yeah. Even the guys went, here's torture. That's how painful it is. Its insanity to stay in those positions but we do. Because we're passionate about it. I stopped for quite some time so you cannot blame me. =P The performance item is really grand. Ms Nicky got Kimmie ( that's my old friend ) and two other girls to dance with the guys. In the end it looked like some love story and the girls went "oooooooh" very meaningfully and Ms Nicky just turned and stared at us and went "nonononononono NO GIRLS!". LOL. The guys were kinda shy about it, but quite okay yeah after that. Max is so shuai. Apparently some others think so too! And he can dance, omg. ._. Never had a chance to talk to him though. LOL. He looks like he's from taiwan. There's this other guy also, who turns out to be local. Unfortunately he looks like he's from China and speaks like them too!! Everyone thought he was from China. Nice guy. Aloysius can dance well too! That's the other guy. Damn strong and power man... Li Zhong was there too. Ooh. Didn't see her yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Contempt is forever fun. I love it! We were doing pique pirouettes and i got dizzy. So this is how it feels like to have a hangover. No fun... but anyway! I loved the choreography. Since this is kinda okay for me. Jazz is too fast. =P How am i gonna catch up? Crap. MUST PRACTISE!! Die! I must remember everything by Friday. I just love the song 'Mad World'. Catchy, emo-ish and meaningful lyrics. Really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Here's one song we danced to for contempt warm ups. FUN! But of course, not the AMV we're not ff characters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ByFB50A-84k&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ByFB50A-84k&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:10px;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-8244300342498322631?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/8244300342498322631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=8244300342498322631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/8244300342498322631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/8244300342498322631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/05/27-may-08.html' title='27 May 08'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-6411296830290634538</id><published>2008-05-26T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T08:13:39.593-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='May 08'/><title type='text'>26th May 08</title><content type='html'>  So today is MONDAY! For all chinese students today that are in secondary 4, today is they're chinese Os. Good luck minna-san!! I hope that they all did well today and so on. Me on the other hand, i had to wake up early in the morning to get ready for CSTD summer school and all. Got up like 7am in the morning. Guess who i dreamt of?? LOL. I shall keep that to myself. Haiz.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  So i was squashed into the train with the rest of the other commuters and wondering what on earth am i doing there? Of course i was supposed to go to Kallang. Haiz. And i stood all the way there feeling super duper sleepy. I wanna sleep. When i alighted at Kallang i felt really kinda disappointed. It looked nothing like Raffles Place. It looked like Geylang. Well, considering that it WAS near Geylang, so whatever. So i trudged my way over to the PA HQ and i was like where is it? Where on earth!!? I asked this woman, who later i found was also going to the PA...and she was like, "there". -gives vague wave unhappily-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Okay...if only she could be more specific. The guards there were mean to me. Asked me so many questions...your english that bad is it?? But anyway. The studio was really super rundown and the entire place stinks. They had a function the day/night before and they haven't cleared up the place yet and it all smells like a garbage dump!! ZOMG no wayy. ._. And i took a long time to find my way in. The entrance looked damn secluded and i didn't even know it was an entrance till the teachers came and went in. Right. And while i was eating breakfast there, i saw Ms Pamela and Martin. As usual, he daoed me. Thanks Martin. &gt;.&gt; Gah. Anyway the teachers were the same from those that taught me from the Australia summer school! Haha! Do you think they'll recognise me??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Haiz. Somehow i managed to pull through pointe and classical and body conditioning. It really hurts, man. OMG. Like yeah. -cries- THere was a lot of stretching and stuff. Ms Pamela was there laughing. I'm glad i kinda managed to catch up with the class though i know that i am not the best there. xD I am like, just started?? Well. Whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Met Vivian and made a lot of friends and we just had a lot of fun! Contemporary was fun and we basically just love it! Jazz was a bit difficult but well i also had fun. The guys have a lot of muscles and they can jump like, super high. Scary. ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  I meant to go to East Point mall today but then i decided to go to Vivo instead. LOL. East Point Mall is near where Sensei lives and he was like 'why you want to go why you want to go why why why?' Gah. So annoying. &gt;_&lt;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Bought a dog - a Shetland Shepherd. Ehehe. Her name will be ice cream!! My muscles are acheing all over now. ZOMG. Haiz. The PAIN.&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/1813051243953290752-6411296830290634538?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/6411296830290634538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=6411296830290634538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/6411296830290634538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/6411296830290634538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/05/26th-may-08.html' title='26th May 08'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-1439582386816039713</id><published>2008-05-25T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T08:50:07.136-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='May 08'/><title type='text'>25 May 08</title><content type='html'>  So i'm back from Street Fest!! Guess what? I dao-ed 50% of it. There was about nothing to do. I changed at the entrance toilet to suntec ( where dt and i hid once trying to scare Ryan and Jech and finding them to be MIA ) and everyone was like, OMG, what's this weird person doing?? Of course some already knew that there was an event going on and like, heck care. xD LOL. Reached there at 4pm and took 30 minutes to change. 'He' was already there, so yeah. And dunno who else as well, but ah well. I am so prepared to be flamed tonight...my first time doing waloli and yeah. I just don't know if they're gonna consider me into the category of CosFucking... ( sorry for the language but that's their official term for it ). I don't know! I think i heard the term said behind me when i accidentally bumped into a girl. ._. Now that would be sad...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  But anyway! No one will know that was me. =P Met Aisling and Zaku after some time. Then Aisling was in lolita, and we took photos. Kinda took a lot. Apparently he gotten himself a new camera. It took me a long time to find that Sasuke that Mel wanted me to take, but in the end i got my hands on it at last. Sigh. He/she was standing with this N...so cute!! Poor N looked kinda left out when pictures after pictures was taken of his friend. But i took a pic with him as well since he was sooo cute! You know what encourages cosers the most? Its the photos. The more people take their pictures, the happier they get. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  SO! I went around, taking VERY LITTLE pics please don't ask me for pics. ._. go search for them on &lt;a href="http://www.sgcafe.com/"&gt;http://www.sgcafe.com&lt;/a&gt; and yeah. It might be virtually impossible though, because as a waloli there's not much anyone can do! But i don't want to do Kuchiki Rukia, and neither do i want to try out Nanao AGAIN since i will be doing her again in a month's time. Sigh. And i just stood there for a looong time doing nothing just holding my teddy ( i need it to feel safe ) and feeling kinda out of place. &gt;_&lt;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Fooled around with Ichigo for a while. He's a newbie, but he's generally a nice person. What fun. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Later sensei came along...and the bullying started. The first thing he had to do was to curse. What...and poke. Then of course he suckered us both to dinner though i only ate a little...onion rings and lemon tea. xDD By the way, sensei stole my drink. He just drank from it!! NUUU! -faints- OMG no way!!! But it was almost finished anyway. Then he stole pictures of me...what else...with my own handphone too!! The humiliation. And sent it all over to the WRONG person. Someone named Jack ( that was my swimming coach duh!!! ) instead of his own name!! The idiot!!! And whack me some more. Ittai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  I love those lolita cosplayers they rock. xDD Okay lolita! I'm prepared to be flamed tonight. I am still looking for my photos lol. There was a Tao Ren!!? Didn't see!! And Agito/Akito!!? NEVER SEE!!! What... ;.; I'm too short yes! And sensei finally found out about my real name. He had better not use it else i will kill him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Here's a video on bleach parody...i love the Ichigo and Hichigo argueing part. "You're nut." "No i'm not nuts" "Nuts" "I'm not" "nuts" "no!" Nuts" "you're nuts" "I'm not nuts you are" "you're sick!" "not sick" "sick" "Not SICK" "you're sick and you're nuts" "I'M NOT SICK!!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  "You're ARGUING with youself!!''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  -stunned silence- LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Here's the vid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aFX7g8GHPt4&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aFX7g8GHPt4&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/1813051243953290752-1439582386816039713?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/1439582386816039713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=1439582386816039713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/1439582386816039713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/1439582386816039713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/05/25-may-08_25.html' title='25 May 08'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-6692046465680080791</id><published>2008-05-24T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T20:11:27.447-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='May 08'/><title type='text'>25 May 08</title><content type='html'>  Today is the day of streetfest! Here are the details:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Theme: Cosplay - Streetfest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Date: 25 May 08&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Venue: Suntec City level 1 near Mango&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time: 3-9pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Note: Yeah i'm going!! Wish more was going though...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Its early in the morning and while i am waiting for my students i already have put on my coloured contacts. The grey eyes doesn't look THAT obvious than i liked, but anymore i might have to get light grey or whatever. This is misty grey from fresh kon. Somehow i like freshkon better. But now my eyes look unnatural?? Looks like cat's eyes. ._. It took a long time to get them in, too!! &gt;_&lt;&gt;_&lt;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  And also, haha. Yesterday i was still studying late into the night i suddenly thought that i was actually 10pm at night when it was 12am in the morning! 0_o Woah. There was another time, which was a loooong time ago, when i forgot to take in the saturday papers and on monday when i went to take the papers and the guy who distributed the monday papers havne't come around yet, i saw the saturday paper and thought it was saturday...and went back to sleep. I don't think there's anything worse that can really happen after that. =P I know my friends tried that too. xD Of all the excuses to not go to school. The teacher had this incredulous look on her face. I know. Me too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  And so, i wonder. Ryan is having 7 matches today ( and he was all about the not enough sleep not enough sleep etc ) like that. You mean, you can't survive with just 4 hours of sleep? Lol. No, obviously. xD I hope they are coming down today. I'm not sure if Mong Yi or Laura will be coming to Street Fest but then, anything. -shrug- I know that Oniisan is coming down, if i can even recognize him in the first place. ._. Yeah that's right. Dunno who else is going, but seeing from yesterday's celebration today should be quite crowded. I wanna bring my textbooks along ( that sounds so wrong ). Yes Ryan i know studying is bad, but not when it is in moderate amounts, and moderate amounts would = to 8 hours continously. So yep. KIDDING! As long as you can get in your facts and figures its alright. I'm kinda finished with sec 3 geog units 1-3 xD That is, remembering all the facts and examples. Yes Mrs Chua is so hectic. Unfortunately i can't make it for the next week. They might think i got admitted into the hospital, like they did last time. No wayy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  So yeah. Waiting for 3pm. I think i am supposed to be changing there at Suntec or whatever. &gt;_&lt;&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/1813051243953290752-6692046465680080791?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/6692046465680080791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=6692046465680080791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/6692046465680080791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/6692046465680080791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/05/25-may-08.html' title='25 May 08'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-2417901771183730728</id><published>2008-05-24T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T08:46:26.285-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='May 08'/><title type='text'>24th May 08</title><content type='html'>  Haha today is Saturday! ANd i woke so early in the morning to get to City Hall by 12pm on a spontaneous study group formed at like, what, 12am yesterday morning! Lol. Haiz. I almost forgot what i woke up for!! I was slightly late though. Ryan called when i was still sleeping to say he will be late. &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;  So there. Ryan was late because i had trouble finding my nets card. ._. Not good at all. But i found it in the end anyway. Met Mong yi there. I bet i was so short that she almost missed me totally. She said there was a lot of weird people around in City Hall, like, yeah. I know. Obviously she hasn't seen the people in Far East Plaza yet. I went into Far East Plaza once, to look for Haru's and came back with a headache. Seriously, the stuff they sell there! Corsets!!? What... and the people look like they're some gothic punk or something, scary. Of course, Haru isn't like that. Haru's so sweet. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Anyway we decided to go to Raffles Place for breakfast ( it is to me even though its already 12pm ). Everything is down in Basement 1, and we were like, eat what?? We actually went bakery shopping. Omg. Whatever we won't do. (( Chickenpox muffins, Mong!! )) We wanted to eat in Subway but there were no seats, so we settled for BK instead. Which, when Ryan arrived, said that fast food is not good for health. I know, but subway is all full. I can't stand and eat. &gt;_&lt;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  So in the end we decided to go to the National Library to study. Yeah! Studyy. Ryan said that Studying is bad. Is meh?? Haiz. But we got down to some concrete studying after some figeting about stuff, like too crowded, no place to sit and study etc. But in the end we managed. =) Heh. It was fun studying in a group, seriously. That's what i think. It's more fun this way and we can like, talk and study. Not like hardcore mugging study. That is insane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  So anyway. STUDY! I managed to go through a lot of geography today. So happy. I am so proud of my own diagrams. xD So nice and perfect. Ne? LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Slacked around for a bit, and we went to suntec city. Otaku House!! xDD Heh. Felt like buying something and all. What is a kbox?? Can eat one anot?? What i know is present box. XDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Rachel cancelled the tuition to go to a concert Hey! Test eh, still go concert. You know what, i saw the Streetfest preparations under way, so i'm like, OMG i wanna go! Permission just came down that i can go. =D Yes!! I'm going there at like, what, 3/4? In waloli though. I don't want to go and do Bleach again. xD Feel like can do Rukia but cannot without the sode no shiraiyuki and all. Haiz. I can go! So yeah. xD I hope my friends are gonna come along. Especially Mong Yi!! Grr. Anyway i think i will leave at 7pm or something since i have like, Summer School on Monday. =P Cosplay! I can wear my coloured contacts!! -happy-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  LOL. I can't wait for tomorrow. I will have to sleep early tonight and all. LOL. Tomorrow i still have to teach. And Rachel had better study. xDD&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/1813051243953290752-2417901771183730728?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/2417901771183730728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=2417901771183730728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/2417901771183730728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/2417901771183730728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/05/24th-may-08.html' title='24th May 08'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-6212738281514905638</id><published>2008-05-23T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T09:50:08.853-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='May 08'/><title type='text'>23 May 08 ( continued )</title><content type='html'>  HAHA! So you are in time for the evening part of the report of 23 May! xDD&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Basically i just went for kenjutsu class and rushed home immediately to be relieved of my bags ( which were, as i had sad earlier, was carrying ALL of my textbooks under my desk ). LOL. Haiz. It was really heavy, lol. Haiz. I was like, trying to sleep when sensei came. So i had to wake. @_@ Haiz. Then when he came back from changing, i was like, half asleep. Guess what he did? He just had to poke me hard to annoy me. I pet meh... -ears twitches-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  So anyway, learnt unarmed combat again. What. He hit my biceps so hard that it hurts even when i get home. Really painful. -cries- He hit me two times...ON THE SAME SPOT! If there wasn't anything worse than that, is there...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Kenjutsu. Learnt more stuff, arms got tired. =P I became the mosquitoes' favourite again. By the way did i tell you that i learnt how to spell 'USUCK' in sign language?? Sensei is crazy. He thought i was trying to say hand sex. WTH. I really want to kick him. Gah. Anyway. Blame it on Steff. She taught me that. SJ and i left earlier when sempai when to chase sensei, because we just couldn't stand the lead weight of our bags. I bet the straps are bound to tear off any moment. Sucky. Though some of the weight must be contributed to my library books that i just gotten today from the school library. The school wants us to read more over the holidays so its like, just like that. -snaps fingers- More on my bag. Back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  My hair is getting kinda dry by now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Hair CONDITIONER!!! -screams- Stress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  2 more months to Prelims, i gotta study hard. 5 more months to O levels. Jiayou people! Woah so many people wants sensei to conduct workshops. Cool. But...during my o level times? Maybe not. ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Tomorrow's events:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Study group??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time: 12pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Venue: City Hall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Event: Study / slacking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Notes: Uncle Mong going also. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time: 6.30&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Venue: Crown centre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Event: STUDYING MUGGING&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Notes: At Rach's house...in Vivo. @_@ wha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  I hope i don't forget. Its rather sudden anyway. xDD Studying geog and bio tomorrow and helping people with chinese. Its late now, so OYASUMI NASAI MINNA-SAN!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-6212738281514905638?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/6212738281514905638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=6212738281514905638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/6212738281514905638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/6212738281514905638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/05/23-may-08-continued.html' title='23 May 08 ( continued )'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-2940265921127061062</id><published>2008-05-23T01:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T01:50:19.878-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>Poems</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Poems:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dedicated to Sichuan with all of my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;5.12:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;5.12am - the time i wake up at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.12pm - the time school ends&lt;br /&gt;512 - the number of the bus i see everyday&lt;br /&gt;Blk 512 - the block where my friend stays&lt;br /&gt;0512 - O levels code paper that she takes&lt;br /&gt;And&lt;br /&gt;5.12, 2008 - the day death swept through Sichuan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hearts Unshattered:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tremors, quakes,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it only took a second&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to Destroy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School mundane life&lt;br /&gt;today is different, will be&lt;br /&gt;we know somewhere&lt;br /&gt;A candle doused, cruelly&lt;br /&gt;We know your name not&lt;br /&gt;Nor your face&lt;br /&gt;Yet we&lt;br /&gt;Wept for your loss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through your eyes&lt;br /&gt;we saw:&lt;br /&gt;Dust and rubble&lt;br /&gt;remainders of what once stood&lt;br /&gt;Scattered bodies, glassy eyes&lt;br /&gt;blood tears for what had been&lt;br /&gt;Anguished mothers&lt;br /&gt;cradling infants long turned cold&lt;br /&gt;A lost girl&lt;br /&gt;she doesn't even know her parents was gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rows of schoolbags&lt;br /&gt;whose owners will never return&lt;br /&gt;And&lt;br /&gt;Ranks of dead people&lt;br /&gt;Never to rise again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wipe your tears away and&lt;br /&gt;take a step forward&lt;br /&gt;We shall pray for you&lt;br /&gt;To move forwards in the&lt;br /&gt;Darkest night&lt;br /&gt;To break that heavy silence&lt;br /&gt;And&lt;br /&gt;Light&lt;br /&gt;That candle of Hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HEre's something dedicated to no one in particular....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dark Mirror:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I found you when i was 8&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You used to be my all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Remember? I guess, no longer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eight,&lt;br /&gt;I laughed and&lt;br /&gt;mimed, frantic antics&lt;br /&gt;before you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten,&lt;br /&gt;I still believed what i saw&lt;br /&gt;as you whispered into my ears&lt;br /&gt;you taught me dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twelve,&lt;br /&gt;At the crossroads,&lt;br /&gt;you were the one who led me&lt;br /&gt;down the path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourteen,&lt;br /&gt;No longer an illusion,&lt;br /&gt;I realised your evil intentions&lt;br /&gt;--you laughed, held fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifteen,&lt;br /&gt;Long lost whispers&lt;br /&gt;you were me,&lt;br /&gt;I was you&lt;br /&gt;Yet i'm your captive&lt;br /&gt;-nightmares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sixteen,&lt;br /&gt;I can no longer hear my voice&lt;br /&gt;I am your mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White.&lt;br /&gt;Black.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seventeen, i-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-A.S.Saya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-2940265921127061062?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/2940265921127061062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=2940265921127061062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/2940265921127061062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/2940265921127061062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/05/poems_23.html' title='Poems'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-6497732060599799513</id><published>2008-05-23T01:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T01:42:35.710-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='May 08'/><title type='text'>23 May 08</title><content type='html'>Friday!! Last day of school for the rest, but i still about another week more of studies! ._. And i am still NOT going for the mock tests next week, so there. You can't stop me at all, nope, not at all. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I can't believe i woke up late this morning. ._. It must be my mum ranting to me about dogs and their owneds till 12.30am in the morning...and i only slept very little. No wonder. Gah. At least i wasn't late for school! @.@ I'd blame it on mum if i was late. xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Yes Aza, Hisagi and Jech SCGS BEAT RI IN DEBATE!!! We win!!! -happy- What guys can do girls can too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Hehe. And then, CE was like bio instead. We are having bio spa o levels after recess. Honestly speaking, i never did study. Mrs Wang didn't come in for SS and all, so i took the period to slack off, catch up on some sleep and write poems, which as you can see, is above. =P By the way, Hearts Unshattered is a project that SCGS is collaborating on donation towards China and Myanmar. My mum thought it was Burma. NOOOO! Its MYanmar. Nyaa. ANything. Rachel cancelled her geography tuition with me since she has to go for another one outside school. I think she missed the entire math test too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  My bags are sooo heavy. ;.; I need to bring all my textbooks home and on top of that, my library books. That's a lot. Wah. I want to read Eclipse!! But i can't find any. I mean, any books free and available in the library. Thats really mean. And anyway i bet later sensei is gonna bully me. ;.; Whatever i so wanna step on his feet. Now i feel like taking a tour around the park its actually bigger than i though! There's a giant pond there that's breeding mosquitoes. No wonder there was so much dengue around. I mean, mosquitoes. I hate stuff with 6 legs and all... -shudder-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Happy holidays to those who are already off school, and when you're laughing and playing, don't forget i'm still stuck with a lot of school work. Can't i ever get rid of school? Update more tomorrow maybe. Too tired today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-6497732060599799513?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/6497732060599799513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=6497732060599799513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/6497732060599799513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/6497732060599799513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/05/23-may-08.html' title='23 May 08'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-2715851806860308897</id><published>2008-05-22T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T06:04:35.910-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='May 08'/><title type='text'>Sichuan Earthquake</title><content type='html'>Sichuan Earthquake 2008 - 5.12&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.45pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/L86-wSZDPac&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/L86-wSZDPac&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;  A day to remember. Don't forget. Its a lesson to us all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-2715851806860308897?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/2715851806860308897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=2715851806860308897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/2715851806860308897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/2715851806860308897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/05/sichuan-earthquake.html' title='Sichuan Earthquake'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-5420536936261068653</id><published>2008-05-21T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T00:11:25.958-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='May 08'/><title type='text'>22 May 08</title><content type='html'>A thursday and YES the weather has finally gotten cooler. Yay. -happy now- And it actually RAINED in the afternoon! OMG! -jumps for joy- I am soooo happy!! Rukia cannot stand heat. ;.; Obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Haha! So we had assembly in the hall today instead of in the courtyard. Not that it made much difference anyway, but the thing was, i forgot that assembly was at 7-4 and when the bell rang i went,' Wait!! We're LATE!' Then we dashed down and almost crashed into a teacher... =P Yeah. You get booked for being late to flag raising actually. &gt;_&lt; Which, is bad. Yeah. And anyway the hall is stuffy. They were showing this video about the earthquake in Sichuan, China since my school student groups are raising funds to help China and Myanmar through the UN team. Its really freaky seeing hands sticking out from under the rubble when someone is actually buried alive beneath all those concrete and all. It makes Alexis kinda uncomfortable to know that people are like dying all over the world and more so now. There won't be enough graveyards to accomodate them all. Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  But anyway. Amath first lesson and i almost fell asleep in class. I seem to keep on falling sleep don't i... ._. Must be LY's influence. Gah. Oh by the way, i fixed my iMac's configuration yesterday so yeah. Instead of MSN it uses Adium X now. Not as good as MSN...or is it better? I haven't really tried out yet. I was like testing it out over dinner and all. Haha. Yes at 11pm at that time. It was totally insane. I keep on studying till late in the night and all until i have about no time to sleep. Alexis is surviving on coffee everyday. I thank the one who invented coffee beans. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Mrs Wang wasn't here for SS i think she's somewhere so Mrs Mao took over the class. I bet LY is in an absolutely bad mood today as she just kept on sleeping and like, bad mood-ish. Haiz. For me, i finished reading the book 'The forged circle' the 4th book. I wonder when that girl is going to return 'The reunion'? And also...i wanna read 'Superior Saturday' and the next coming book from Alison Croggon... ;.; Nice writers...i mean, good. x) They rock. You can merely learn poetry from them. Remind me to read ' Wuthering Heights' when i get back home tonight. Unfortunately the volume i have at home is so ancient i bet it falls apart into dust if i so much as touched it. Which reminds me, Aza still have my book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  My dad's weird. He got me onto facebook and got me to apply the application 'Owned'. What... it happens that my photos are worth more than him. x) LOL. Admit defeat, ottosan! You can't beat me, ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  And my iMac is still weird...shall call her 'Mantou'...since she's like, white and new. Heavy, albeit. =P At least its easier to differentiate between them. LOL. The eeePc shall be passed on to my sister i guess. But the wireless code really takes a long time to remember. I still haven't memorised it of yet. At least its working... .+.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Saw two parrots fly onto a tree during end of geog today and it only took me a sentence to get the class over. 'There's a PARROT on the tree"! I mean, parrots can fly? I thought that they can't... aww. But soon the whole class was crowded onto the balcony to look for the parrot, which, is green. Hard to spot. If you say i am lying, that will be like insulting my eyesight, which is perfect. Grr. Other than the right eye which was injured so i can hardly see but at least, try. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Right. SO now i am trying number 2 of Nekonote's games and perhaps attempting another walkthrough. Remind me to put the latest chapter onto ff.net as well. I keep on forgetting. Da-chan you suck... never even came for Monday's meeting! It was SO fun!! Next time we might go ice skating. =P And the boys had better speak up, else i will file whack their heads. Its no fun, since my files are....very thick. My amath one, too.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I finished number 7, so on to the previous, i guess. Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  (( Sensei you suck ))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-5420536936261068653?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/5420536936261068653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=5420536936261068653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/5420536936261068653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/5420536936261068653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/05/22-may-08.html' title='22 May 08'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-73213413904440929</id><published>2008-05-21T01:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T23:22:26.293-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='May 08'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Walkthroughs'/><title type='text'>Nekonote 7 Doll walkthrough</title><content type='html'>Nekonote 7 doll walkthrough:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Testing 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) You're facing the door. Click on the picture on the left to zoom in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Click on the picture to move it to the right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) See the thin pink thing on the left of the edge of the picture? Click it. Its a doll ( lovely ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Zoom out. Turn right once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Click on the leaves of the green plant to shake it until something falls out. Click on the bottom behind the pot to get a doll. Then keep on clicking the leaves till it breaks off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) See the pink thing that it reveals in the broken stem? That's the next doll ( pirates ). Click it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) See the three cat dolls on the carpet? Click the biggest one to lift it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) See the brown long thing sticking out from behind it? Click it. Its the walking stick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Click on the clock on the wall to zoom in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Click on the bottom right hand corner of the clock to tilt it. The clock reveals a slot in the wall with a puzzle piece in it. You can't reach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Click on the walking stick in your inventory and then click on the puzzle piece. You got it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Zoom out and turn right two times. You are facing the sofa now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Click on the orangey cushion on the right hand side to lift it and it reveals a doll. Get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Click on the space underneath the sofa towards the right side to view underneath it. There is a white puzzle piece on the floor that you can't reach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) Click on the walking stick in your inventory and click on it, get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) Don't zoom out yet. Click on the area on the right after the sofa leg to view the section of space near the wall. You see a box of books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) See the pink thing sticking out from behind the two books? Its another doll. Get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) Zoom out. Click on the space underneath the sofa on its left side panel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) You zoomed in. Now click on the walking stick in your inventory and about item. Then click on the silver thing on the stick to release the blade. Close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) Click on the blade in your inventory and on the darker shade of orange thing on the side panel of the sofa to slice it open and it reveals a doll. Get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) Zoom out and click on the puzzle picture above the sofa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) See the two missing spaces in the picture? Fill it in with the puzzle piece you have collected by clicking on the pieces in your inventory and clicking on the spaces that the shape matches on the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) Zoom out. Turn right once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24) See the cabinet thingy? Click on the empty space under it to zoom in to view it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25) See the white block thing under it? Click it. Its a book of poems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26) Zoom out. See the bulge at the bottom of the green frog thingy? There's something in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27) Click on the blade in your inventory and click on the bulge to slash it open and get the red key. Then click on the space beneath the cabinet to zoom in. See the white block? Its a book of poems. Click it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28) Turn back four times to the left back towards the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29) Click on the picture on the wall ledge to zoom in and again to move it aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30) Click on the key in your inventory and then on the keyhole. A game cd slides out of the slot. Get it. Zoom out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31) Turn two times to the right to face the tv and switch the game console on by clicking on the grey button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32) Click on the game cd in your inventory and on the slot on game console to insert it in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33) Click on the tv to start game. Its just shooting the octopuses... And when the game is over, zoom out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34) Click on the glass cabinet on the right of the tv shelf bottom to zoom in and again to open it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35) Click on the box of tokens to get one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36) Click on the hot pink stuff behind to get the next doll. Zoom out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37) Turn right three time to face the hat and box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38) Click on the hat to get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39) Click on the box to zoom in and view inside. Click around the items inside to move them around till they reveal a doll behind. Get the doll. Zoom out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40) Click on the star token in your inventory and click on the coin slot on the cookie vending machine to insert it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41) Turn the knob thingy to get cookie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42) Click the right hand corner of the box to shift it towards the left to reveal a mouse hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43) Click on mouse hole to zoom in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44) Click on the cookie in inventory and about item to examine it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45) Click on the top of the plastic wrapper to remove it. Close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46) Click on the unwrapped cookie in your inventory and on the space before the mouse hole to place it there. Mouse comes, eat it, and rewards you with a key!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47) Zoom out. Turn left once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48) Click on the key in the inventory and on the keyhole in the cabinet to unlock it. Open cabinet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49) Click on the plastic sheet on the bottom shelf to get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50) Click on the book of poems in your inventory, then on about items. Flip to the page of the humpty dumpty poem, then click on the plastic sheet you just got and click on the page of the poem to put it over. It reads - GHOST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51) Thats the code to the safe above it.  Look around the room for clues that spells GHOST. Need help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52) G - Turn back to the door and click on the light switch to switch off the light, then turn to the sofa and click on the picture to zoom in. There are 3 symbols beneath the DOG. Take note of the second and third symbol. The second symbol represents 'O' and the third represents 'G'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53) Go back to the door and switch on the lights again. Turn right 2 times to face the tv. Click on the table to zoom in. See the second teacup with a marking s on it? Click it to turn it over and take note of the symbol. That symbol represents 'S'. Zoom out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54) Now click on the hat in your inventory and about item to examine it. Click the hat's edges to flip it over and take note of the frist symbol to the right and last symbol. It will represent 'T' and 'H' respectively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55) Stuck? Here's the code:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G - Circle inside a circle symbol&lt;br /&gt;H- The triangle facing upwards pointing to a line&lt;br /&gt;O- Star&lt;br /&gt;S- X&lt;br /&gt;T- Circle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56) Then click on the button below to open the safe. My symbols may be wrong, but just take the steps to seeing the symbols like i said and you can win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57) Get the door, zoom out, go back to the door, open it and give it to the lion. You win!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side note: I am not sure if you found all the doors in the room, but well. Good luck! This is only the walkthrough in finding the door that LION WANTS. Not all the dolls in the room. Have fun!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-73213413904440929?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/73213413904440929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=73213413904440929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/73213413904440929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/73213413904440929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/05/nekonote-7-doll-walkthrough.html' title='Nekonote 7 Doll walkthrough'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-7350782887580308610</id><published>2008-05-21T00:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T01:08:54.245-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='May 08'/><title type='text'>21 May 08</title><content type='html'>Its a wednesday and the weather is, so, no better. Woke up at 5 today and i was like, huh?? Why is my alarm ringing?? Lack of sleep = consequences of wanting to sleep more. Yes it got so stuffy in school i almost fell asleep in class. ._. I guess. Its kinda bad?? Yes. But nope~ i bought some isotonic drink to keep myself awake in class. Sugar always help. Since, chocolates will melt. Yeahh? Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Hehe. Ms Beh is back in school today again. She fell sick yesterday. &gt;_&lt; And Amath remedial is cancelled for today again as she has to go to the hospital for check up. And speaking of hospitals, mine is coming up soon too...Its in July. Yeah. Like, right after Cosfest. LY took my vcd ( i think it is vcd at least i didn't have the time to watch tv now ) so lol she's gonna cry so much. Even to me, its hard to not to cry when that movie is on. Its just so heart-wrenching and touching!!! Omg. If i could i would watch it again but there is like absolutely no time since most of the time i have at home is spent on my studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Yes i am studying la. ._. I AM. Evil. Anyway, i finished reading 'A man called Dave' now and after reading it i was kinda happy that he finally got over everything and is probably living a happy life now. I hope? Now today i am still tackling that escape room game called 'Nekonote 7 Doll escape' and yay. =D I haven't tried to escape it yet and no one has came up with a walkthrough yet so i will attempt to write one...if i can do it? I will try. TRY. There wasn't enough time for me yesterday so see if i do today. Ehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  My iMac arrived yesterday which now adds to the total collection of... well. About 6 computers in my house. The youngest and heaviest laptop ever in my house. Surprisingly, there is NO desktop in my house at all. And now i am still trying to fix the internet and configurations so haiz. A lot to do when i get back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I wish the weather would turn colder. I wish it was winter here. I am beginning to think, even though i am scared of rain and thunder ( and most of all lightning ) i am not going to mind if it rains now. It is, yes, it is that warm here. I wish that the holidays would come faster. There's a whole line of mock tests lined up for me like next week but i won't be sticking around to take them at all since i will be off in summer school and dancing from morning to night. And stuck in a rather secluded cc. Ah well. And yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Today in the Aerospace piloting module i saw them drive an aeroplane into the sea. Oh wow. There's our future pilots for you. Kudos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Now on to the walkthrough that i am attempting now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-7350782887580308610?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/7350782887580308610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=7350782887580308610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/7350782887580308610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/7350782887580308610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/05/21-may-08.html' title='21 May 08'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-295649624587992855</id><published>2008-05-20T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T00:55:23.492-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='May 08'/><title type='text'>20 May 08</title><content type='html'>Tuesday and i'm here in school, nowhere to run and nothing to do. And the weather is like, hot. Really hot AND stuffy and i thought i was going to die. Seriously i cannot live in hot weather like that. So in the morning i almost fainted in flag raising. ._. I HATE the heat in singapore when it is summer. It is about time when they install air cons in EVERY classroom to allow students to learn conductively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  So anyway Ms Beh isn't here for Amath!! Rejoicing from the class. That was, until MNeo shows up and started scolding us for not handing in homework? I think it was more a problem of her not checking her email, however. And the day started off badly. I hope Ms Beh wouldn't be back soon i guess? No one does. Gah... so yeah. Somehow i managed to pull through the entire school day. Saw Da-chan today and i really hounded her for not turning up yesterday. =P Evil. Nope, Jasmine didn't tell me why she didn't turn up. x) She can always blame her cousin? Imagine cosplaying in this kinda weather. I think i might die. Paramedics, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Even though i haven't gotten back my geog paper yet i am sure i did quite well. I wish i was there for the Rivers test because i am pretty sure that i can do well in that one...its just a revision of the sec 3 work again and perhaps we can flame Mr Cheng in the midst of it. At least the whole class seems bent on flaming him for not teaching us what a river cliff and what a slip off slope was. Didn't they study? It was in the book. No wonder they can never win an arguement against him. ._. They just don't have enough evidence to back up upon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Weather is still as stuffy as ever in the afternoon and i almost fell asleep. Haha. But now i am like, sitting in the lab in air con. What's considered cold for me will have to be below 10 degrees celsius. That is kinda cold. =) This is boiling hot to me...i hate singapore's weather... ;.; Nyaa. The students and teachers are like, i'm gonna fall asleep soon kinda face. Yes we are we so are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Saya and i have agreed that it is too warm here for our liking and we are gonna move out of singapore when we get all our certs and everything. Enough is enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Still watching youtube videos and also, here's a rather interesting game to look at that i have found yesterday. My mother and i are still looking for dogs to buy... &gt;_&lt; hope its a husky??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Game: The crazy doors of rainbow colours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://jayisgames.com/archives/2008/05/crazy_doors_of_rainbow_colors.php#walkthrough"&gt;http://jayisgames.com/archives/2008/05/crazy_doors_of_rainbow_colors.php#walkthrough&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  A simple and surprisingly colourful and highly amusing game. It consists of 8 walls and 8 doors, surprisingly. Use the walkthrough!! Its kinda easy to understand after some time, so have fun!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-295649624587992855?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/295649624587992855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=295649624587992855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/295649624587992855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/295649624587992855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/05/20-may-08.html' title='20 May 08'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-2221235516468002911</id><published>2008-05-19T04:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T04:45:21.790-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='May 08'/><title type='text'>19th May 08</title><content type='html'>Today is the meeting!! As said previously i went there earlier with Aza, who apparently woke up late but was nevertheless still in time for the 10am meeting. The unfortunate thing was i spent 30 minutes looking for him because we happened to be waiting in two separate places...me in city hall mrt and him in...Suntec. ._. Spent a lot of time looking around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  He is like, sooo tall! Omg. Great. I´m short. Fine. Went down to Carrefour to get breakfast and all...and it took us merely one minute to find the fountain of wealth and being lame, walked around it three times and got our hands wet. LOL. The feng shui there was really ´smart´, i tell you. Walk barefooted in the office and carry charcoal wherever you go. Oh wow. Smart, aren´t you. It took us another 45 minutes to find the rest. Of course we bumped into Jasmine and..Cyeo on the way to the MRT to pick up Hisagi and Grimmjow, but unfortunately we had to go all the way back to the MRT to find Hinamori and Soi Fong. Bad news? Shannen already found Hinamori and made their way back already. So, we had to walk all the way back again. ( WHATTT!!!? )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Btw, Grimmjow and Hisagi is really out of character...so quiet and daoed all the girls. ._. He was only interested in his psp...oh wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Coffee bean. I knew who Shannen was immediately and Jasmine. Jasmine changed a lot since EOY and i was like, you´re Jasmine?? Omg. Da-chan didn´t make it today. I am so gonna kill her on Wednesday. After a lot of riff raff and all  we decided to go to the Otaku House after a lot of dilly dawdle of course. Aizen is kinda...short. But seriously VERY Aizen-ish. I have just decided that Aza is too shuai for Urahara. He should be ICHIGO. LOL. But he very quiet. Ever since i gave him my book he buried his nose in it all day long. &gt;_&lt;&gt;~&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Spent a LOT of time in Otaku house and they really went on a shopping spree and emerged with a LOT of plastic bags. And yeah. The costumes there still sucks, but the assesories are really nice. =D Hehe. Aizen found his arranca uniform...or is it Ulqiourra´s? Then while the rest was at it we went to Akatsuki who is closing down soon and Caesars. Aizen apparently like Caesars a lot. There´s the sode no shiraiyuki there. Mine is arriving in JUNE and i can´t wait!!! YAY!! The rest apparently didn´t like Akatsuki G.L and said there was too much lace. No what. Its more of Punk than Lolita, you know. =.=¨ There´s even this DGM Kanda uniform. I thought it was only lolita.punk.gothic stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Lunch was...MacDonald´s. Heh. I didn´t know Aizen was so quiet. Then we went to the arcade and played...its been some time since i held a gun in my hands again. Though this time it isn´t a real gun its a fake gun of course. 0_o But you still get the thrill of shooting and hitting a target properly. YEP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Talked talked talked. We didn´t really get to know each other but at least, yeah. I was kinda daoing them or generally being quiet because i felt like, too much information was going in and i was like, what, exhausted?? BUT the guys were really daoing us. THAT is real daoing. But generally i kept quiet la... &gt;_&lt; srry guys. Was tired, man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  And i slept all the way back from the MRT i couldn´t believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Only know then sensei knows about Kusaka Soijiro. Huh... Saya doesn´t trust him. Neither do i. We don´t trust him at all, we say. Evil. Bully. He has a really bad habit, yeah?? But i have to say one thing: he´s intimidating... scary... eyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I wonder when the next meeting will be? Point: Streetfest is coming sunday at Suntec City near Manga store. I am NOT going i want to study at home and rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Cosfest? Yes definitely. And you had better come along too!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  People present today at the meeting:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me ( Rukia )&lt;br /&gt;Aza ( Urahara )&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine ( Yoruichi )&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl ( Byakuya )&lt;br /&gt;Ryan ( Hisagi )&lt;br /&gt;Jech ( Grimmjow )&lt;br /&gt;Shannen ( Soi Fong )&lt;br /&gt;Joy ( Hinamori )&lt;br /&gt;Huan Ting ( Aizen )&lt;br /&gt;Emma ( not decided )&lt;br /&gt;Cassie ( not decided )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope i got everyone!! CLOUD IS STILL SO SHUAI!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  There´s school tomorrow and i really hate school i hate school i hate school i hate-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Haiz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-2221235516468002911?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/2221235516468002911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=2221235516468002911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/2221235516468002911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/2221235516468002911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/05/19th-may-08.html' title='19th May 08'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-2903735288804231308</id><published>2008-05-18T03:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T04:24:30.448-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='May 08'/><title type='text'>18 May 08</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LtQz6HU3XRg&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LtQz6HU3XRg&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More Vids...Yuna can dance...at least the video makes it seem so. And i still think Tifa rocks. &gt;_&lt; Any to recommend me? Ahaha i´m obsessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  My MSN was down, but now instead of Pidgin i´m using Web windows messenger so for now everything is fine. I hope. ._. I almost cried. =P GAH. And i made a big fuss over it all too. You should have seen me at it. Almost banged it against the wall. The mio thing for wireless doesn´t look as elegant as it did on tv. ._. I should have guessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  My mum is like, looking for golden retriever puppies to buy. Yay i wanna too! But its really hard looking for them since most of them are like, what, 1 year old? Omg. Sigh...must really...work hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Apparently Shannen has decided not to come tomorrow at 10am and starve herself for the jap buffet. =P Me too!! Ehehe. I wonder what to do tomorrow too?? Aza is soooo tall. ;.; Its unfair. Gah. Moyashi, yes i KNOW. Hmm. I hope Da-chan turns up tomorrow as well else she will die under my hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I swear that Cloud Strife is really shuai. =P Sephy also not bad eh. Gah. Wth am i thinking about. That was from crisis core isn´t it? OMG i wanna play but i don´t even have equipment and knowledge! As well as study and forget about it. -cries- Tifa is still pretty next to Rikku and Yuna. I don´t like Tidus though. I still think that certain videos are really like, movie like. Impressive... ._. Love them! And i still want to play Final Fantasy. I don´t know why i can never find the song ´Missing´ by Evanescence on cd. Whyy??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Sincerely i think that vivo is a nicer place to shop than Suntec, but then, vivo not cp shop. =P Maybe we can tag down to Far East as well, or go ICE SKATING. I want to go to someplace cold. I can´t stand the heat. Yes i think i am kinda hitsugaya ish. Cannot take heat. Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  You know sensei still likes to bully me. Not today, two days ago. Yes i´m still on it. I gonna whack him someday and i bet he´s gonna say, bring it on. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  And then!! I better sleep earlier tonight and all if i have to wake up earlier tomorrow. Haiz. And i have yet to do my geog work too, so better. =D Tomorrow i wearing skirt, yay. I can´t really remember how Jasmine looks like already and i CANNOT WAIT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fperk6Ygtgg&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fperk6Ygtgg&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  i can´t stop watching.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-2903735288804231308?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/2903735288804231308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=2903735288804231308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/2903735288804231308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/2903735288804231308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/05/18-may-08.html' title='18 May 08'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-7049811567805703532</id><published>2008-05-17T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T10:31:32.510-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><title type='text'>Evanescence</title><content type='html'>At first it was Yuna, now i LOVE Tifa!! xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Missing"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, please forgive me,&lt;br /&gt;But I won't be home again.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe someday you'll look up,&lt;br /&gt;And, barely conscious, you'll say to no one:&lt;br /&gt;"Isn't something missing?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You won't cry for my absence, I know -&lt;br /&gt;You forgot me long ago.&lt;br /&gt;Am I that unimportant...?&lt;br /&gt;Am I so insignificant...?&lt;br /&gt;Isn't something missing?&lt;br /&gt;Isn't someone missing me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I'm the sacrifice,&lt;br /&gt;You won't try for me, not now.&lt;br /&gt;Though I'd die to know you love me,&lt;br /&gt;I'm all alone.&lt;br /&gt;Isn't someone missing me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, please forgive me,&lt;br /&gt;But I won't be home again.&lt;br /&gt;I know what you do to yourself,&lt;br /&gt;I breathe deep and cry out,&lt;br /&gt;"Isn't something missing?&lt;br /&gt;Isn't someone missing me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if I bleed, I'll bleed,&lt;br /&gt;Knowing you don't care.&lt;br /&gt;And if I sleep just to dream of you&lt;br /&gt;I'll wake without you there,&lt;br /&gt;Isn't something missing?&lt;br /&gt;Isn't something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link: &lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UG5bLPsdhUM&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UG5bLPsdhUM&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UG5bLPsdhUM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-7049811567805703532?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/7049811567805703532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=7049811567805703532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/7049811567805703532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/7049811567805703532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/05/evanescence.html' title='Evanescence'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-418843583263517152</id><published>2008-05-17T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T10:28:41.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>17 May 08</title><content type='html'>Its a SATURDAY!! And what else do you expect me to do other than to sleep? I am nearing my hibernation period for this year, the first phase liao. And in saying that i mean that every year there are a few times when i will sleep for long periods of times without waking...can be 3-4 days at one go, so yeah. I wake at odd hours, get something to eat, fall asleep and go back to sleep for another 24 over hours again. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 MORE DAYS and i totally cannot wait. Shanny and Aza and i are going to the meeting earlier and i am like, BREAAKFAST!!!! We are having SUBWAY for breakfast! At least, i am. Aza as usual is having 100% chocolate for breakfast i bet. ._. Alrighty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept till super late and i had NIGHTMARES and kept on waking at funny funny hours so whatever. ._. But yeah. I think the hibernation period is not over yet, too. So anyways. It turns out that sensei is like, watching ´Made of honour´. Which, i am totally not interested. =P Lol and HE WOKE ME UP WTH. Super low production rate todays, so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was late for the meeting, too. It was all about monday. Once again, Aza stapled himself in the finger. Yes, again. So everyone was like, he´s violating his staples, or more accurately, i quote, he´s raping his staples. OMG. Sue him. The stand is against staples. Bah... ._. Thats so weird. I totally cannot wait for Monday!! Shanny says that we might be having japanese buffet for lunch! OMG that is like so cool...i hope its for real, relleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; There´s wireless in my room now. Unfortunately i don´t think it supports MSN or Meebo or anything like that. ._. That´s sad. So i suppose i will just end up staying in the living room for another while. That really sucks you know. Ehehe but i guess i will just have to bear with it for a while?? There´s class tomorrow. Haiz. Its kinda sad YES I KNOW. But when you think about monday you won´t anymore. I still dunno what to eat for breakfast on Monday. Mu haha! If we´re having japanese buffet then eating Subway before that is a little too filling... ._. I will seek dt´s advice then...though i can eat a lot no matter what mu haha!!! Erm. Muahahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i should sleep early. Now, even my spekers aren´t working wth!!! That is, until i have plugged in my earphones. Gah. Tomorrow i will have to wake up at 8am to teach. Lol as if there isn´t anything more torturous than that! Gah. WHATEVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  After wireless implementation, there´s  new rule in the house. Which is like, cannot go online in my room. WHATEVER. Like Sheesh. Either in the living room or anything. The worse thing about this is that when i use it in the living room it is like, really bad for the posture because the height is really low and i will be like hunched and also it overheats really easily. And so yeah. But like i really care lol. Haiz. At least i do not have an internet lock, yet. =P Over worrying parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Guess what? I think i can cosplay as Tifa one day!! ZOMG wouldn´t that be like, cool?   Okay. I shall cosplay as Tifa lockheart one day!! No wonder  my friends say i look like her. There IS some resemblance. =P -blushes- Hehe. Cloud is so shuai too... &gt;_&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-418843583263517152?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/418843583263517152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=418843583263517152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/418843583263517152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/418843583263517152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/05/17-may-08.html' title='17 May 08'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-863771689836458105</id><published>2008-05-16T08:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T08:50:06.525-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='May 08'/><title type='text'>16th May 08</title><content type='html'>3 MORE DAYS!!! Yay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Its Friday!! The pupils are still not back yet from ELearning, so yes, the school is still very empty and kinda disorientated. Sad... It turns out that they will only be returning next Wednesday!! Oh WOW. So lucky...i have absolutely none of those holidays. But i was surprised to see Audrey in school for chinese painting... and i decided to go with her to the party at Bugis later together after school. Ha!! Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  The teachers gave all the sec 4s a hard lashing because they were all littering in Study Camp, =.=¨, what the... how could they? The hall is so nice and clean. ;.; Anyway. Health check early in the morning... so i was like, sitting there and trying to fill in my MPP file ( drawings and poems ) and wondering what´s for recess. The nurse said my backbone was only slightly crooked. I have a feeling that they always measure wrongly...anyhow measure one.. WTH. But anyway My left eye is actually perfect, but my right eye is like, GAH. It was injured before so i can hardly see through it. =P But unfortunately my vision is the best at night. Muhaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Social Studies lecture...i realise i forgot to bring my textbook. I lot of copying work to be done. And then...chinese. I fell asleep again after completing my work and woke with a horrible start after a dream and for a minute i was like, where am i?? Lao shi was... =.=¨ This kinda face. I know. &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Rushed up to the library to borrow this book called ´The Vampire Diaries - The Struggle´ by L.J Smith. I wanted to borrow the reunion but it was on loan, so i had to reserve it and since i was there, i as well as borrow the previous book before i forget the entire storyline. Talala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  You know, Teh sucks so much. He scolds people for not agreeing with his own views and accepts no other answer than his own. And Mong Yi got so angry because he scolded her wrongly and made her stand outside the class. Even i got annoyed. Later he asked her to come in, scolded her again and asked her to stand outside again. And later again, she said she wanted to keep standing outside and not come into class. If i were her, i would do the same too. I still have my pride, after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  English sucks. MNeo always rushes projects the last minute and yes i am doing it like, NOW. And like, yeah. Mrs Chan was absent, so we went to the bio lab to slice potatoes and slack. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  The party was held at Bugis, Seoul Garden. It was wonderful, despite of the lack in air-con. We started frying away like mad, and SJ was so nice, she kept on frying and frying. =P I discovered prawn crackers later and started frying them as well. xDD There was a lot of fun. Big thank to Nadiyah who is the organiser of the event, and also to Audrey who was sporting enough to tag along as well. I gave her a pink bunny soft toy magnet for her birthday =P Imagine if that was for SJ. But i treasure my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I swear Audrey is NOT obssessed about Prawns. Literally, she ate a mountain of them. Oh yeah, i believe you, Audrey. =P But anyway i ate a lot too. Ice cream for dessert! Haha. SJ and Jac started playing PSP later...and since i finished writing something about tags like M18 and NC16 on video games i was like, OMG Audrey, my hai zi bian huai le...playing M18 games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Jac: ´Why doesn´t this guy have balls?´&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Oh wow. Just on cue too. She was referring to the spirit power spheres though obviously everyone else thought it was something else!! xDD Lol. chaos ensured then. I found Gothic Princess inside 77th Street in Bugis junction but i didn´t dare to go in because i was wearing school uniform and the place looked weird. Seriously weird. =P Wished we took neoprints but some of our group refuse to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Instead of being late, we were still quite early for kenjutsu class. Wow. Sensei was LATE. We pwn, man. We didn´t learn unarmed combat today, but instead a lot of difficult and complicated work. Thanks to Sensei who taught me so patiently i was able to grasp it. Else, i would rather die. Such a patient teacher. =D That is, until the end of class. He first went, ´Aiyo, go find shuai guys eh?´ when i said i could help out at the 4th june workshop thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Wut?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sensei: Go find shuai guys eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: -whack-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Haha! He took me around the park later. The park is SO BIG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sensei: You left shoulder pain right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: uhh...yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sensei: Good. Then can hit the right side...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: WHAT!!!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Haha. I didnt know there was a pond behind the park. He was supposed to bring me around to see haunted places. I don´t feel any thing there though so i think its just a rumour. But the place is really huge!! A lot of couples and sensei was like, ehehe, we walk past them immediately break apart. Then he told me there was akido over there. Yep i saw. Then he tried to act ghost by poking me on the other side of the shoulder, means, pretend not him. Of course i knew...i´m not that dumb. ( -stares- Wut? ) Then he started laughing. He´s a bit like an overgrown kid...he tried to walk on trees...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Nuu! He even tried scaring me from behind when i was standing close to the water edge. like, BOO! Wth. What if i really dropped in!!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  His excuse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  ¨I holding on to you what...can pull you back.¨&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  You know, he´s like damn strong... ;.; Why are guys always damn strong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Chionging engish project and sending in to Sarah now..and i am going to sleep. Oyasumi Nasai!!! Gah. I hope nothing´s wrong tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Event:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting: 8.30pm online&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 MORE DAYS to IN PERSON meeting!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-863771689836458105?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/863771689836458105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=863771689836458105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/863771689836458105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/863771689836458105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/05/16th-may-08.html' title='16th May 08'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-8377424867217835792</id><published>2008-05-15T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T06:23:57.848-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='May 08'/><title type='text'>Skater Boy</title><content type='html'>Haha i am at home now~ filing up my MPP file. Err. Wait. Correction. Slacking from filing of MPP file. I have to photocopy up all my certificates! Which is, no fun, taking into consideration all the total number of certificates that i have. So anyway. I got so bored i started surfing since there´s a computer right in front of me. =P Tomorrow Audrey is going for the birthday party OH SHUCKS i haven´t dug out her present yet!! Gah. Her present is me...bully me.. T.T Gah. KIDDING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I photocopy so much i think i see smoke coming out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Ehaha finally i found the song Skater Boy...xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  he was a boy she was a girl&lt;br /&gt;can i make it anymore obvious?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was a punk, she did ballet&lt;br /&gt;What more can I say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wanted her, she'd never tell&lt;br /&gt;secretly she wanted him as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all of her friends, stuck  up their nose&lt;br /&gt;And they had a problem with his baggy clothes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was a skater boy&lt;br /&gt;She said see you later boy&lt;br /&gt;He wasn't good enough for her&lt;br /&gt;She had an pretty face&lt;br /&gt;But her head was up in a space&lt;br /&gt;She needed to come back down to earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five years from now, she sits at home&lt;br /&gt;Feeding the baby she's all alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She turns on T.V., guess who she sees&lt;br /&gt;Skater boy rocking up on MTV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She calls up her friends, they already know&lt;br /&gt;And they all got tickets to see his show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she tags along, and stands in the crowd&lt;br /&gt;Looks up at the man that she turned down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was a skater boy&lt;br /&gt;She said see ya later boy&lt;br /&gt;He wasn't good enough for her&lt;br /&gt;Now he's a superstar&lt;br /&gt;Slammin on his guitar&lt;br /&gt;Does your pretty face see what he's worth?&lt;br /&gt;He was a skater boy&lt;br /&gt;She said see ya later boy&lt;br /&gt;He wasn't good enough for her&lt;br /&gt;Now he's a superstar&lt;br /&gt;Slammin on his guitar&lt;br /&gt;Dose your pretty face see what he's worth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry girl, but you missed out&lt;br /&gt;Well tough luck that boy's mine now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are more than just good friends&lt;br /&gt;This is how the story ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad that you couldn't see&lt;br /&gt;See the man that boy could be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is more than meets the eye&lt;br /&gt;I see the soul that is inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's just a boy and I'm just a girl&lt;br /&gt;Can I make it anymore obvious?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are in love, haven`t you heard&lt;br /&gt;How we rock each others world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I with a skaterboy&lt;br /&gt;I said see ya later boy&lt;br /&gt;I'll be backstage after the show&lt;br /&gt;I'll be at the studio&lt;br /&gt;Singing the song we wrote&lt;br /&gt;About a girl you used to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I with a skaterboy&lt;br /&gt;I said see ya later boy&lt;br /&gt;I'll be backstage after the show&lt;br /&gt;I'll be at the studio&lt;br /&gt;Singing the song we wrote&lt;br /&gt;About the girl you used to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link to Bleach amv: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JmMWUOZhZTg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; This song rocks. I mean, it makes me feel dancey. I am not exactly the Avril Lavigne type but well. I do like dancey songs that make me feel like jumping about. =D Any to recommend? ONE MORE DAY TO THE WEEKENDS!!! YES! I totally cannot wait lol. I like songs...they are as expressive as poems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Oh yeah by the way, the last post i said i added Saya to my name right? You can always keep me calling Alexis. Ha. I´m not using the name Saya so often anyway. Unfortunately like i said, it somehow means śhealth´ in japanese...and according to sensei... every good sword needs a good shealth... = every good man needs a good woman... And i was totally WTH are you ranting about. Coarse. But Saya on its own is a nice sounding name anyway. Its mine. =P I think the girl in Blood + is called Saya too. I like waiting for the mtv to load so i can finish watching it and get back to work. Youtube really sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-8377424867217835792?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/8377424867217835792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=8377424867217835792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/8377424867217835792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/8377424867217835792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/05/skater-boy.html' title='Skater Boy'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-1244475399710537305</id><published>2008-05-15T00:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T01:00:09.778-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><title type='text'>New name adoption</title><content type='html'>New name adoption alert:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alexis Sacrifar Saya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay!! I added to my name now!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-1244475399710537305?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/1244475399710537305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=1244475399710537305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/1244475399710537305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/1244475399710537305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/05/new-name-adoption.html' title='New name adoption'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-7465876654816150154</id><published>2008-05-14T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T00:35:53.646-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='May 08'/><title type='text'>15th May 08</title><content type='html'>Trust me!! 4 MORE DAYS TO GO! ZOMG i seriously CANNOT wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  LOL. Today is the Sec1-3's ELearning day, which means staying at home and having an excuse to go on MSN and wtch youtube videos. =P I tried that last year and spent the entire day playing playing battleon. It was boring. No work ever gets done on ELearning Day...but i suppose... -shrugs- People always chiong stuff on hardcopy paper later. Ehehehe. But anyway Sec 4s unfortunately are not spared from the mundane of everyday school life and here i am in school, feeling a little disorientated with so much empty space around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  There are some HK students who are here on an exchange trip hmm...i might as well as go up to them and say 'hi' in cantonese. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  The lessons are still on. Apparently i own Ms Beh a lot of work, and we are having our 2.4km run later for PE. Which is, sucky. For once i was able to integrate something that the class couldn't do! I'm so proud of myself. =P I didn't run the 2.4km today even though the weather was rather nice since it rained in the morning, as i have this blister on my toe...it hurts even to walk! I hope its gone soon. I'm having my dance SUmmer school in 2 weeks time and its totally no fun to have a blister and be en pointe. That would totally absolutely suck to hell. And yeah. DL couldn't understand simple chinese...that is the level of sec 1. I suppose she's reading too much english stuff and too little of the chinese stuff that we're all supposed to read. But since i am taking higher chinese and she is taking normal chinese i guess we're going on unfair grounds here. Jiayou people! The chinese o levels this year is really gonne be hard with the YOG going on...i bet its going to come out for the test! Why wouldn't the examiners love that??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Double chinese period... =.=" We had to write an essay on our stand on whether we are going to agree whether the implementation of putting the advisory tags ( e.g M18 / NC16 ) will work on video games like xBox, PSP whatever it is. I kind of stoned when the teacher was going through the newspaper article and trying to give us a gist of what to write...and i fell asleep. But i was the first to finish writing with a 3 entire page lengthy essay and then i fell asleep again. The problem was i started dreaming and woke up with a start and the teacher was like wut happened? Haha. She let me off early thus. For recess! I can never find the vendor who was selling those english oral books we were supposed to buy...forget it man... =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Haha....WHAT sensei asked me to help him on wednesdays for some swordsmanship thingy on the 4th June form 7.30pm to 10pm. He so lucky can go watch movie. ;.; I have absolutely no time, and no one to watch with! Gah. Yeah i'm a bit like Aza...sigh. Haiz. But anyway...since no one to go to do whatever with go study lor... ;.; My sad, mundane and boring life, yeah i know i know. By the way hard work really pays off. Mrs Chua commented me on my geog paper though she hasn't finished marking yet. She said my answers were finally of exam degree...yes i copied wholesale from the textbook and i studied for 3 days. Thanks Mrs Chua!! SHe made me want to study more. =P But i wanna break but with who...WHO??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Nothing to do when i go home today...i hope they're not going to the...swimming pool. Diaoz. Sigh. Feel so bored. 4 MORE DAYS!!! I can't wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-7465876654816150154?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/7465876654816150154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=7465876654816150154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/7465876654816150154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/7465876654816150154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/05/15th-may-08.html' title='15th May 08'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-6058253188420611741</id><published>2008-05-14T01:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T01:48:58.838-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><title type='text'>Havord Library quotes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1、此刻大盹，你将做梦；而此刻学习，你将圆梦。 　　&lt;br /&gt;2、我荒废的今日，正是昨天殒身之人祈求的明天。&lt;br /&gt;3. 觉得为时已晚的时候，恰恰是最早的时候。 　　&lt;br /&gt;4、勿将今日之事拖到明日。 　　&lt;br /&gt;5、学习时的痛苦是暂时的，未学到的痛苦是终身。 　　&lt;br /&gt;6、学习这件事，不是缺乏时间，而是缺乏努力。 　　&lt;br /&gt;7、幸福或许不排名次，但成功必排名次。 　　&lt;br /&gt;8、学习并不是人生的全部。但既然连人生的一部分——学习也无法征服，还能做什么呢？ 　　9、请享受无法回避的痛苦。 　　&lt;br /&gt;10、只有比别人更早、更勤奋的努力，才能尝到成功的滋味。 　　&lt;br /&gt;11、谁也不能够随随便便地成功，它来自彻底的自我管理和毅力。 　　&lt;br /&gt;12、时间在流逝。 　　&lt;br /&gt;13、现在流的口水，将成为明天的眼泪。 　　&lt;br /&gt;14、狗一样地学，绅士一样地玩。 　　&lt;br /&gt;15、今天不走，明天要跑。 　　&lt;br /&gt;16、投资未来的人是忠于现实的人。 　　&lt;br /&gt;17、受教育程度代表收入。 　　&lt;br /&gt;18、一天过完。不会再来。 　　&lt;br /&gt;19、即使现在，对手也在不停地翻动书页。 　　&lt;br /&gt;20、没有艰辛，便无所获。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-6058253188420611741?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/6058253188420611741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=6058253188420611741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/6058253188420611741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/6058253188420611741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/05/havord-library-quotes.html' title='Havord Library quotes'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-5712077872389502234</id><published>2008-05-14T00:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T00:31:26.043-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><title type='text'>Horoscopes.</title><content type='html'>VIRGO - The Perfectionist (Aug 23 - Sept 22)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dominant In relationships. Conservative. Always wants the last word. Argumentative. Worries. Very smart. Dislikes noise and chaos. Eager. Hardworking. Loyal. Beautiful. Easy to talk to. Hard to please. Harsh. Practical and very fussy. Often shy. Pessimistic. 7 years of bad luck if you do not forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my horoscope for you. On the other hand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAPRICORN - The Go-Getter (Dec 22 - Jan 19)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patient and wise. Practical and rigid. Ambitious. Tends to be Good-looking. Humorous and funny. Can be a bit shy and reserved. Often pessimistic. Capricorns tend to act before they think and can be Unfriendly at times. Hold grudges. Like competition. Get what they Want. 20 years of bad luck if you do not forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AQUARIUS - The Sweetheart (Jan 20 - Feb 18)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Optimistic and honest. Sweet personality. Very independent. Inventive and intelligent. Friendly and loyal. Can seem unemotional. Can be a bit rebellious. Very stubborn, but original and unique. Attractive on the inside and out. Eccentric personality.! 11 years of bad luck if you do not forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PISCES - The Dreamer (Feb 19 - Mar 20)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generous, kind, and thoughtful. Very creative and imaginative. May become secretive and vague. Sensitive. Don't like details. Dreamy and unrealistic. Sympathetic and loving. Kind. Unselfish. Good kisser. Beautiful. 8 years of bad luck if you do not forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ARIES - The Daredevil (Mar 21 - April 19)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Energetic. Adventurous and spontaneous. Confident and enthusiastic. Fun. Loves a challenge. EXTREMELY impatient. Sometimes selfish. Short fuse. (Easily angered.) Lively, passionate, and sharp wit. Outgoing. Lose interest quickly - easily bored. Egotistical. Courageous and assertive. Tends to be physical and athletic. 16 years of bad luck if you do not forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAURUS - The Enduring One (April 20 - May 20)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charming but aggressive. Can come off as boring, but they are not. Hard workers. Warm-hearted. Strong, has endurance. Solid beings that are stable and secure in their ways. Not looking for shortcuts. Take pride in their beauty. Patient and reliable. Make great friends and give good advice. Loving and kind. Loves hard - passionate. Express themselves emotionally. Prone to ferocious temper-tantrums. Determined. Indulge themselves ofte n. Very generous. 12 years of bad Luck if you do not forward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GEMINI - The Chatterbox (May 21 - June 20)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smart and witty. Outgoing, very chatty. Lively, energetic. Adaptable But needs to express themselves. Argumentative and outspoken. Like change Versatile. Busy, sometimes nervous and tense. Gossips. May seem superficial or inconsistent. Beautiful physically and mentally. 5 years of bad luck if you do not forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CANCER - The Protector (June 21 - July 22)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moody, emotional. May be shy. Very loving and caring. Pretty/handsome. Excellent partners for life. Protective. Inventive and imaginative. Cautious. Touchy-feely kind of person. Needs love from others. Easily hurt, but sympathetic. 16 years of bad luck if you do not forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEO - The Boss (July 23 - Aug 22)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very organized. Need order in their lives - like being in control. Like boundaries. Tend to take over everything. Bossy. Like to help Others. Social and outgoing. Extroverted. Generous, warm-hearted. Sensitive. Creative energy. Full of themselves. Loving. Doing the right thing is important to Leos. Attractive. 13 years of bad luck if you do not forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VIRGO - The Perfectionist (Aug 23 - Sept 22)Dominant In relationships. Conservative. Always wants the last word. Argumentative. Worries. Very smart. Dislikes noise and chaos. Eager. Hardworking. Loyal. Beautiful. Easy to talk to. Hard to please. Harsh. Practical and very fussy. Often shy. Pessimistic. 7 years of bad luck if you do not forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIBRA - The Harmonizer (Sept 23 - Oct 22)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice to everyone they meet. Can't make up their mind. Have own unique appeal. Creative, energetic, and very social Hates to be alone. Peaceful, generous. Very loving and beautiful. Flirtatious. Give in too easily. Procrastinators. Very gullible. 9 years of bad luck if you do not forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCORPIO - The Intense One (Oct 23 - Nov 21)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very energetic. Intelligent. Can be jealous and/or possessive. Hardworking. Great kisser. Can become obsessive or secretive. Holds grudges. Attractive. Determined. Loves being in long Relationships. Talkative. Romantic. Can be self-centered at times. Passionate and Emotional. 4 years of bad luck if you do not forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAGITTARIUS - The Happy-Go-Lucky One (Nov 22 - Dec 21)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good-natured optimist. Peter Pan syndrome (doesn't want to grow up). Boastful. Likes luxuries and gambling. Social and outgoing. Doesn't like responsibilities. Often fantasizes. Impatient. Fun to be around. Having lots of friends. Flirtatious. Doesn't like rules. Sometimes hypocritical. Dislikes being confined - tight spaces or even tight clothes. Doesn't like being doubted. Beautiful inside and out. 14 years of bad luck if you do not forward&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-5712077872389502234?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/5712077872389502234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=5712077872389502234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/5712077872389502234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/5712077872389502234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/05/horoscopes.html' title='Horoscopes.'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-8265361622215156615</id><published>2008-05-14T00:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T00:14:49.436-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><title type='text'>Five for Fighting - 100 Years</title><content type='html'>Five for Fighting - 100 years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m 15 for a moment&lt;br /&gt;Caught in between 10 and 20&lt;br /&gt;And I’m just dreaming&lt;br /&gt;Counting the ways to where you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m 22 for a moment&lt;br /&gt;And she feels better than ever&lt;br /&gt;And we’re on fire&lt;br /&gt;Making our way back from Mars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 there's still time for you&lt;br /&gt;Time to buy and time to lose&lt;br /&gt;15 there’s never a wish better than this&lt;br /&gt;When you've only got a hundred years to live...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m 33 for a moment&lt;br /&gt;still the man, but you see I’m a they&lt;br /&gt;A kid on the way, babe&lt;br /&gt;A family on my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m 45 for a moment&lt;br /&gt;The sea is high&lt;br /&gt;And I’m heading into a crisis&lt;br /&gt;Chasing the years of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 there's still time for you&lt;br /&gt;Time to buy and time to lose yourself&lt;br /&gt;Within a morning star15&lt;br /&gt;I’m all right with you&lt;br /&gt;15 there’s never a wish better than this&lt;br /&gt;When you've only got a hundred years to live...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halftime goes by&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly you’re wise&lt;br /&gt;Another blink of an eye&lt;br /&gt;67 is gone&lt;br /&gt;the sun is getting high&lt;br /&gt;We’re moving on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m 99 for a moment&lt;br /&gt;I’m dying for just another moment&lt;br /&gt;And I’m just dreaming&lt;br /&gt;Counting the ways to where you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 there's still time for you&lt;br /&gt;22 I feel her too&lt;br /&gt;33 you're on your way&lt;br /&gt;Every day's a new day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 there’s still time for you&lt;br /&gt;Time to buy and time to choose&lt;br /&gt;Hey 15 there’s never a wish better than this&lt;br /&gt;When you've only got a hundred years to live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NmoE8_U-JTw"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NmoE8_U-JTw&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-8265361622215156615?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/8265361622215156615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=8265361622215156615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/8265361622215156615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/8265361622215156615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/05/five-for-fighting-100-years.html' title='Five for Fighting - 100 Years'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-967941324043756324</id><published>2008-05-13T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T00:08:48.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting stuff i guess.</title><content type='html'>當我老了 , 不再是原來的我&lt;br /&gt;.請理解我 , 對我有一點耐心 .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;當我把菜湯洒到的衣服上時 ,&lt;br /&gt;當我忘記怎樣系鞋帶時 ,&lt;br /&gt;請想一想當初我是如何牽著你的手教你 .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;當我一遍又一遍的重复你早已聽膩的話語 ,&lt;br /&gt;請耐心的聽我說 , 不要打斷我 .&lt;br /&gt;你從小的時候 , 我不得不重复那個我講過千百遍的故事 ,&lt;br /&gt; 直到你進入夢鄉 .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;當我需要你幫我洗澡時 ,&lt;br /&gt;請不要責备我 .&lt;br /&gt;還記得小時候我千方百計哄你洗澡的情形嗎 ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;當我對新科技和新事物不知所措時 ,&lt;br /&gt;請不要嘲笑我 .&lt;br /&gt;想一想當初我怎樣耐心地去回答你每一個 ” 為什麼 ” .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;當我由于双脚疲勞而無法行走時 ,&lt;br /&gt;請伸出你年輕有力的手攙扶我 .&lt;br /&gt;就像你小時候學習走路時 , 我扶你那樣 .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;當我忽然忘記我們談話的主題 ,&lt;br /&gt;請給我一些時間去回想 .&lt;br /&gt;其實對我來說 , 談論什麼并不重要 ,&lt;br /&gt;只要你能在一旁聽我說 , 我就很滿足了 .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;當你看著老去的我 , 請不要悲傷 .&lt;br /&gt;理解我 , 支持我 ,&lt;br /&gt;就像你剛開始學習如何生活時我對你那樣 .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;當初我引導你走上人生的路 ,&lt;br /&gt;如今請陪我走完最後的路 ,&lt;br /&gt;給我你的愛和耐心 ,&lt;br /&gt;我會報以感激的微笑 .&lt;br /&gt;這微笑中凝結著我對你無限的愛 .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our chinese teacher shared this out with us today...aww. So sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-967941324043756324?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/967941324043756324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=967941324043756324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/967941324043756324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/967941324043756324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/05/interesting-stuff-i-guess.html' title='Interesting stuff i guess.'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-9184826934181181191</id><published>2008-05-13T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T23:57:45.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>14th May 08</title><content type='html'>5 MORE DAYS!! I swear i am jumping up and down with excitement by now. Anyway or maybe it was just the coffee i took. Caffeine makes me crazy...how do you spell that anyway? I used to be able to spell it correctly but now i've forgotten how to. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  So anyway, no tests today. Which is good, i guess. Then it started to rain. Mmhm. Once again i slept throughout the entire chinese class because it started to get boring. We went in LATE for literature lecture and of course, got a lashing down. But anyway. Five of Fighting is kinda a nice band i guess...band...anything. Haha. We were listening to 100 years in the lesson lol. =P Unfortunately LY forgot to add in my ppt slide and thank goodness i still kept it in my thumbdrive. Although its all blank. Mong was like NUUU i didn't do ANYTHING for the group!!! Ahaha. But she presented for us...i was wanted to present my own. But then nice Mong, she took over. =D Ahaha. Teh was like, why you presentation so short one eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Today Mrs Choo's grandmother passed away, thus she was absent. I know, i know. Be strong Mrs Choo!! The class is behind you always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  During Amath today i was like, totally distracted by this lizard in the corner that was eating all the flying insects that happened to fly into the classroom and all somehow gathered in the corner. I was like, ehh? Ly was the one who found it first, ahaha~~ so i watched the little thing munch up the flies and i was kinda grateful for the first time towards these creatures. Lol. But LY seemed to be very tramatised over the whole incident. I was rather bemused, to admit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I can't believe that today is Audrey's birthday and she didn't even tell us!!! It turns out that she didn't want to distract us from our studies!! Only her master, Steph remembered. I'm gonna give her a present tmr. Hmm. Must think. So for today she can bully me as much as she likes. We're holding a party on Friday at Seoul Garden though its rather last minute and tentative. I'm going...but i wonder if she's gonna throw some sizzling hot stuff at me on the day? She tends to...bully me a lot. Haiz. I should go for them as much as i can since its my last year already. Haha. They're all gonna miss me i know. Once i was merely absent for 2 days they all came in complaining. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  2.4KM run on Friday. I'm skipping it, i try to skip. =P I can't run. There's this big blister on my toes. Pain eh!!! How to run like that. But if i am, i guess, keep running and don't stop. ;.; I hate 2.4KM. I HATE IT!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I can't stand my sensei... =.=" What kinda stuff is he sending me lol...what kinda perv jokes is that. I can't believe him. Diaoz. At least SJ doesn't know for the moment. Siao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Yeah Aza! I have a book on the Aztecs...i'll try to dig it out for you?? If you want that? I'm not sure if i still have it after that major house clean up. Ehehe. You are right, the Aztecs are actually vey fanatic about their sacrifices. Everything they also wanna sacrifice...especially...children. They bring children onto the mountains to sacrifice them, or prisoners of wars, or whatever. They cut their hearts out with a stone knife, and put them in some ceremonial boxes to please their Gods. I wouldn't wanna live in a time like that man... And the children back at those times are really kinda poor things, totally. They are just like...haiz. See if i can find. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I guess i'll put some poems or something up... hmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-9184826934181181191?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/9184826934181181191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=9184826934181181191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/9184826934181181191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/9184826934181181191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/05/14th-may-08.html' title='14th May 08'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-7115772577932432772</id><published>2008-05-12T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T06:32:27.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>13th May 08</title><content type='html'>6 MORE DAYS!!!!! 6 MORE DAYS TO 19th MAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I totally cannot wait!!! Lol. Da-chan is a little unenthu about it... ;.; Whyyy!!!? Lols. Haha...today is Tuesday which means that there's CCA. Lol. First thing in the class is double amath. There's nothing that can suck more. I wanna drop Amath you know...its such a total bore and an annoying thing that is distracting me away from stuff and other things!!! My gosh. &gt;_&lt; writing =" carving"&gt;&gt; No way. That would really really totally suck!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I got the holiday schedule down and no way!! I can't make it for the entire first week because of the Summer School that i will have to attend!! NO!! I don't want to get chewed on by my school. I hope it won't get on to me too badly. =P Gah. Annoying. And then i was laughing all the way through chinese because my teacher was trying to explain what some...cheng yu was and i described it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  ¨Lao shi, you know right...the type of situation you see this motorbike coming down the road like super fast like BEEEEEEEEEPPPPP like that, then it passes you and after 5 seconds....BOOM!!!¨&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  The whole class started laughing lol. They were like, OMG car crash!!? Even the lao shi was like, ¨ Err...also can i guess... &gt;_&lt; ¨ AHAHA my explanations rocks. Though it wouldn´t really count in exams.=P Math was kinda...boring. I forgot all my techniques for vectors, how could i...so shameful! Gah. STUDY MORE!!! Todayś only Tuesday there´s still like what, 3 more days to pull through... 0_o¨ OMG no way. Thats totally torture. Haiz. I hope the end of the week comes soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I wasn´t sure if there was any remedial today but anyway i PONNED the remedials. I don´t even know if there are any. Any some people are ponning it already. Today will be the last day of my CCA days. Goodbye juniors!! i will certainly miss you. No worries i´ll still come and bug you whenever i am like, free!! So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Awww...SJ gave me this Ichigo keychain thingy ( it was actually Zangetsu ) through Wernie like mysterious benefactor like that. But of course i KNEW it already. =P So cute. Shy la. Apparently she got it from Otaku as well when she went there before. So anyway to the Sungei Buloh!1 I never got the gist of what the chinese characters msg that sensei sent me in bio class...but it seems that he has offwork for today. THAT´S SO LUCKY!!! Why does he get days off when we school student don´t?? My dad too!!! Unfairness. xDDD LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  No mosquitoe bites today, surprisingly. We didn´t get to see Bob the Crocodile today but we saw a lot of Archer Fish, and of course i spotted a lot of Komodo lizards. None of the super fat one, but ah well. At least we SAW them!! We even saw a grey heron at the end of the trip and everyone thought that it was a cardboard cut out. It looked too perfect and pretty to be real!! Unfortunately for them it WAS real. It actually started moving and all...only then did i too believe that it was real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Too good to be true!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  SJ pointed out to be this...lichen thingy that was...pink. Seriously. Pink colour!! Apparently if you poked it and burst it it will have this gooey pink stuff come out. Err....does that mean that she has poked one before!!!? OMG TAICHOU!!! What did tell you about touching foreign stuff!! They´re not edible!!! But they pink anyway. Eww. Gross...they seriously look like... styrofoam... =.=¨ -pukes-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Somewhere halfway down the journey somehow i managed to pull ( or yank ) off Sj´s hairtie. =P The first time you would see her with her hair down!! She looks so different. But of course there comes the threat that i will die in sparring on friday. Speaking of which, how about start practicing squatting for at least 3 minutes...who knows how long sensei wants us to hold it like that!!!? Aiyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  And a lot of cursing and violence ensures...but as her senior she won´t dare to lay a finger on me yet. =P You dare!!? I´ll throw that pink lichen thingy at her....ew. i bet its sticky and disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Haiz...Friday is my health check. This time what kinda problems will they find out with me this time yet?? The nurses have a problem with me don´t they. So everytime i get referred to SGH for check ups and further examinations. GAH. There´s absolutely nothing wrong with me i tell you!! However i can say that i hope there are NO INJECTIONS for us this year. I don´t like the stuff. ;.; It sucks k. I´ll cry...nuuu. &gt;_&lt; I´ve still never gotten my fear for that horrible looking syringe. GET IT AWAY FROM ME!!! I hope nothing will go wrong this year. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Tantan yes i will miss you!! They were all like, OMG you´re leaving!!!? NUUU!! Must come back be our model ( yes i was their photography model =P everytime ), visit us, haunt us whatever but MUST come back!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Okay i will!! how can i bear to leave you behind!!? Tmr´s common recess we can TALK. Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Made a load of nosie on the second floor till Jean Chan came and scold us fro downstairs... fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  LOVE EVERYONE LOADS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Amath remedial is cancelled for tomorrow....YES THIS IS THE BEST NEWS EVER!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-7115772577932432772?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/7115772577932432772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=7115772577932432772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/7115772577932432772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/7115772577932432772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/05/13th-may-08.html' title='13th May 08'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-2654846343810767050</id><published>2008-05-12T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T07:48:24.602-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='May 08'/><title type='text'>This cracks me up...</title><content type='html'>A convo between my juniors:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zero ♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;u know wad i dun like abt drawing D:&lt;br /&gt;So I says:&lt;br /&gt;nope i dont have.&lt;br /&gt;So I says:&lt;br /&gt;uhhmmm. no?~&lt;br /&gt;Zero ♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;when im not done n ppl see it dey'll be like&lt;br /&gt;Zero ♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;"OMG IS THAT PORN"&lt;br /&gt;Zero ♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;So I says:&lt;br /&gt;HURRR?&lt;br /&gt;So I says:&lt;br /&gt;WHY!&lt;br /&gt;Zero ♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;coz i draw d anatomy never finish drawing the clothes D:&lt;br /&gt;So I says:&lt;br /&gt;ARE YOU DRAWING QUESTIONABLE CONTENT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zero ♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;OHOHOH&lt;br /&gt;So I says:&lt;br /&gt;i dunno. i just did.&lt;br /&gt;Zero ♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;wad IF&lt;br /&gt;So I says:&lt;br /&gt;but i stopped it already so D:&lt;br /&gt;Zero ♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;*SPECIFIC NAME* CAME UP TO YOU TO DRAW HIM PORN&lt;br /&gt;So I says:&lt;br /&gt;&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;So I says:&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;So I says:&lt;br /&gt;he cant even say my name right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Those are my juniors for you.&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/1813051243953290752-2654846343810767050?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/2654846343810767050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=2654846343810767050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/2654846343810767050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/2654846343810767050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/05/this-cracks-me-up.html' title='This cracks me up...'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-5140972146022227562</id><published>2008-05-12T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T07:07:09.866-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='May 08'/><title type='text'>12th May 2008</title><content type='html'>Back from piano and dance...it turns out that my piano teacher dao me!! I think she called me a few times but i was IN SCHOOL which means i´m not allowed to pick up the call. Phones are not even supposed to be on during the school hours!!! I break the rule. By the way today during amath Ms Beh was ike, Debbie, keep your phone away else it´ĺl be mine. She´s so nice...she knows the phone is on but she didn´t confiscate it. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  So anyway instead i moved on straight away to Thomson!! x) And i found the main dance studio in construction...the curtains down, mirrors down and the dance mat covering the floor. Like, woah. And Ms Pamela just told me there was only 2 ( including me ) in the Advance classes!! ZOMG. Okay...but class was fun. My toes hurt though i dunno why. Its been hurting ever since morning. ;.; Pain...le. ;.; But it turns out that my classmate was my friend from Australia Summer School!! Charmaine! No wonder she looked so familiar...xD I sure miss lynnette and Vivian and everyone else...but people!! I´ll be back soon!! DECEMBER!! I´ll be back faster than you ever know and youĺl regret ever pining after me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Oh, i am so loved. &lt;3 xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  My juniors all love me...Jac was saying that she´ll definitely come along to be my floater to protect me. She wanna know is SJ wants to come along too! But like i said, she´s mighty uncomfortable around cameras. I don´t wanna call an ambulance. 0_o¨ Yeah. I think a lot of my juniors are going along too. Ka-chan, Zi Ying, Da-chan, Laura, Mel... My floaters include Jac, her friends and a lot of various other..martial arts personnel. &gt;_&lt; Lols. Even Sj wants to go along to protect the people there since there are so many hentai jijis around the place with their disgusting perv cameras. =P Well. She said, whack them on the head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Lol ahaha!!!! Tomorrow there´s bio test so i´m gonna study in school tomorrow. My dad´s having his day off tomorrow. Omigosh. Sigh. No wayy. Tomorrow i´m going to Sungei Buloh Nature Reserve and get eaten by mosquitoes there. Eww. Sigh. I have yet to sign the consent form though. =P Thats like, sad. But i´m going yes i am going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title: Bleach Suntec Outing&lt;br /&gt;Date: 19th May 08&lt;br /&gt;Countdown: 7 days&lt;br /&gt;Time: 12PM&lt;br /&gt;Venue: suntec the Fountain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;notes: Private meetings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title: Waloli Photoshoot&lt;br /&gt;Date: Second last week of june wed / thurs&lt;br /&gt;Time: unknown&lt;br /&gt;Venue: Japanese Garden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Yeahh!!! Can´t wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-5140972146022227562?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/5140972146022227562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=5140972146022227562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/5140972146022227562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/5140972146022227562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/05/12th-may-2008.html' title='12th May 2008'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-316048001295954791</id><published>2008-05-11T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T00:45:15.884-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='May 08'/><title type='text'>12th May 08</title><content type='html'>Aahhhh...its MONDAY. Today i'm gonna have my dance class AND my piano class...and trust me, those theory books are a total killer. I swear my fingers turned cold by the time i reached school due to the constriction of blood flow to my fingers...they'll die... ;.;  Then how am i supposed to play the piano...Gah...they feel like stone when i got  to finally put down them books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Lalala...everyone is studying in the courtyard early in the morning...like, because there is geography test universally on the second period and no one really gets to study in first periods. &gt;_&lt; What did i do? Slack eh. SJ was so ooc today she actually tried punching Wernie in the face...and i did happen to notice it was about the same moves as what sensei taught us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  She really practised her stuff... =.=" Yeah she told me about it. Woah. Power...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Lols. I fell asleep during the geog exam for merely a few minutes when the questions started to get boring because i kinda did them over and over again for practice and who knew they would actually be coming out for the test ( lucky me?? Maybe not. ) And i got so bored writing the same things over and over again i kinda snoozed off...and then i woke. Left question d half undone but i've stuffed in all my figures. I suppose it'll work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Ha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  7 MORE DAYS TO THE OUTING!! ONE MORE WEEK!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I'm getting kinda jumpy now to meet everyone. The ones that i kinda know is only Jasmine and Da-chan...and counting in Aza as well. And SHANNEN! Though i've never really met them before, but well. We talk, don't we. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Sleeping again for chinese and biology...tomorrow's the bio test i wonder how the heck i am gonna pull through the entire thing on heredity. I heard it kinda really sucks. THe paper is set by our form teacher, so we know who to blame in case we fail. xDD Nope. If so i will just have to blame myself and myself only. &gt;_&lt; For not studying hard enough!! But my emphasis is more on geography now. Hehe... Today there's study camp but i didn't sign up for it. Evil me. =P HAHAHAHA. But i'm studying at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Hmm...i wonder what will be for piano today? I just hope it won't be that taxing...my arms still hurt. And my shoulders. &gt;~&lt; 19th May is a holiday so YAY i can't wait. Like, yeah. Vivian says that she went to My Otaku to buy...buy stuff. NOT COOL. The materials and standard of the stuff there is super low. I always prefer Haru. And even SJ said that... her sister went to Otaku House. Eww. Unless you wanna buy the cheap accessories there, its ok. Kinda. Yep. But NEVER the costume. That would totally ABSOLUTELY suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Jac's tagging along for Cosfest, perhaps MsPang also haha! Teacher. Used to teach my half lit and a very nice teacher at that too!! -wink- Haha! I'm not sure if SJ wanna go along because she has something against cameras. So i would probably just ask her not to come along...everyone there WILL be swamped by cameras. Totally everywhere. Unless you're hiding in the toilet cubicle. Its a total market!!! Every cosplayer is totally swamped by at least 20 photographers...its a total mess and you can hardly walk around freely without bumping into someone!! But the warning is it WILL get boring in the afternoons...go sleep lor. Then perhaps someone will take a blackmail picture of you and blackmail you! Not exactly advisable. I'll be more like on the lookout for my juniors, who decided to be my floaters. Protectors!! I'm loved. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Not much homework today...i have to take photos for my CE project...and i'm intending to use the handphone. I suppose i must ask Mrs De for permission first then? Or hope that no one will see me. =P I don't wanna get booked!! But if its for a project its okay right...since anyway, the weights room is rather secluded. =P Only the guy teachers uses it anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Sensei wanna make us do 马步 for class next week. I'm fine with it, its just SJ. Being trained from ballet its kinda like the a la seconde full plie that i teach my students. I've never tried holding it there for long anyway. So maybe we'll find out next lesson? A little inappropriate of course to others looking on but since there's not going to be a lot of people around in that time i think it'll be okay. Its kinda because next friday is my health check which means i'll have on the SCGS pe t-shirt...they'll be like what are SCGS girls doing eh....arh!!!? Aiyo. So un kim-gekish. Yeah i know. But its martial arts what...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Aza is mean...so tall. Even Bya-kun is tall...180 + ...I'm only 158cm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  -short-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  -runs off crying-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-316048001295954791?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/316048001295954791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=316048001295954791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/316048001295954791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/316048001295954791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/05/12th-may-08.html' title='12th May 08'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-280367120331361374</id><published>2008-05-11T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T08:40:19.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>poems</title><content type='html'>Not guns, not thunder, but a flutter of clouded drums&lt;br /&gt;That announce a fiest: abruptly, fiery needles&lt;br /&gt;Cricumseribe on the night boundless chrysanthemums.&lt;br /&gt;Softly they break apart, they flake away, where&lt;br /&gt;Darkness, on a srelte hiss, swallows them.&lt;br /&gt;Delicate brillance:  bellflower opens, fades,&lt;br /&gt;in a sprinkle of falling stars.&lt;br /&gt;night absorbs them&lt;br /&gt;With the sponge of her silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-forgot where i got it from-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: i seem to be sleeping later and later and senseiś like, keep going on with the F word like that... ==¨ When will be more disciplined about his language le...not that i mind anymore liao... &gt;.&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-280367120331361374?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/280367120331361374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=280367120331361374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/280367120331361374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/280367120331361374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/05/poems_11.html' title='poems'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-6703517551930007462</id><published>2008-05-11T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T07:37:03.712-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='May 08'/><title type='text'>11th May 08</title><content type='html'>Aah...11th May!! 8 more days to the outing! The Outing!! YAY I can´t wait!! x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  So it happens that me and Aza and perhaps Shannen if she can wake up early will go there by 10am...i doubt the shops are even open but well...we can erm. Create a lot of trouble for the management there. Ah well. Okay, but there´s kinda limited to what a bunch of middle school kids can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Today´s MOTHER´S DAY!!! Yeppy. Unfortunately my mum didn´t allow me anywhere near the kitchen! Which is kinda logical and understandable, but i´ve improved a lot kk...i actually can cook. =P Hehe. So early in the morning it was lessons, lessons, and lessons. Hours of teaching dance really makes my throat sore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  And then a lot of lounging around, like, going around, and all, and buying tables...she said i needed one for my room, but actually not really. Unless you count my dad trying to steal my computer table away. By the way, now my dadś kinda spamming on my facebook account with the gifts and all...okay dad, i know you love me i know. ._. But that´s not what i was looking for...how about something more practical instead? xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Like, for real. Anyway it turns out that the manga for Bleach book 33 is out already. OMG. Azazel is totally cruel and horrible...he kinda um...destroyed Ishida´s and Renji´s organs. OMG. Like. Coz he was holding this puppet imagery of them so he could do whatever he wanted with them. That´s really kinda...sick. Serious. I think if any, he´s the second most sadistic guy ever next to Aizen. And Nel is sooo cute! She was the esparda no.3. I didnt know...but she really looks pretty now that she´s finally transformed. So cute and hot. LOL. Anything la. But she´s really strong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Gah but anyway. Went shopping with mum later at night kyaa hahaha!! And of course i ended up carrying all the bags and seriously they ARE heavy. Like, OMG. But i don´t mind because basically, i always carry the heavy stuff. Or that strength might attribute from Kenjutsu classes and gymnastics. My arms lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I haven´t done the english project yet, but who cares about MNeo? True, its always english last period but i doubt if she will remember. i hope not!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Tomorrow there is dance AND piano class for me. If there is anything that can be more torturous, there you go!!! Gah. I hope i won´t be late for class!! If i do that will be totally, screwed  i guess. Totally!! LIKE OH MY GOD. Is there any bus from Plaza Sing to thomson? I dun wanna walk so farr....the piano books i swear, they´ŕe about 1kg heavy. Like, oh noes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I am still rather a little annoyed. I think i get less annoyed when i totally break contact with him. Heś no one to me, though. I guess? Yes totally. So. I could as well as block him on MSN. But nevermind...its merely 7 months more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Ka-chan, i still haven´t settled a date with you yet!! When´s the photoshoot!!? You had better still be in Singapore too. Hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-6703517551930007462?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/6703517551930007462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=6703517551930007462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/6703517551930007462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/6703517551930007462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/05/11th-may-08.html' title='11th May 08'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-2725218800976208435</id><published>2008-05-10T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T09:03:06.016-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>poems</title><content type='html'>Dashed into darkness, deeper than heartgrief,&lt;br /&gt;All voices mourn thee, high and humble,&lt;br /&gt;Truespeech and Beastspeech, Manspeech and Bard,&lt;br /&gt;All voices mourn thee, fruit of the dawn,&lt;br /&gt;Flower of ice enchanting the sunlight,&lt;br /&gt;Shadow of moonbeam woven from marble,&lt;br /&gt;Throat of the morning where all voices mingled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Afinil, O Afinil!&lt;br /&gt;Thy dreams are lost, thy music still.&lt;br /&gt;The briars creep where thy towers were&lt;br /&gt;And the stars are dark in the shadowmere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Alysson Croggon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grows a lily on the Briar&lt;br /&gt;Grows a Briar on the Wave&lt;br /&gt;Triple tongued its voice of Fire&lt;br /&gt;Edil-Amarandh will save&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True and false the cunning glame&lt;br /&gt;Burning in the darkest Night&lt;br /&gt;False and true the secret name&lt;br /&gt;Quickened in the womb of light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where the Briar on the Foam?&lt;br /&gt;Doth the Lily stemless stand?&lt;br /&gt;Who will bring the singing home?&lt;br /&gt;Where the Harp? And whose the hand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Alysson Croggon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-2725218800976208435?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/2725218800976208435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=2725218800976208435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/2725218800976208435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/2725218800976208435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/05/poems.html' title='poems'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-2869107072199404405</id><published>2008-05-10T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T08:12:20.730-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='May 08'/><title type='text'>10th May 08</title><content type='html'>Today is the 10th of May,  Saturday. 9 days away from the Bleach Outing to Suntec! I can´t wait. Like, really! I´m in a little kinda better mood than the past few weeks in total, perhaps its thanks to Aza who´s been smsing stuff to me ( albeit weird stuff... ) the entire day. =P Then my phone kinda screwed up on me and i had to pull the entire battery out to reset it. Poor phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I swear my arms was never the same after yesterday´s swordsmanship class. We were once again ( probably to Audrey´s delight later on ) learning unarmed combat! Which means that there´s a lot of pain. Karate chop to the neck ( but we practised on the shoulders instead of the neck in case someone really faints ), erm...some thrust in between the ribs, and how to get out of a headlock. What...my sensei must be a little ding dong. He had me in a headlock before i could even protest lor. I was like, WHAT... and before i knew it i ended up in a headlock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I heard my neck crack okay...sensei, you didn´t have to hold on to my head that hard did you??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Gah...pain eh!!! And during the class i never managed to ever hear that gouged sword of sensei´s whistle. I mean i can´t make it whistle but sensei can. That is so evil. =P Evil taichou can!! UNFAIRNESS! Sheś surpassing her senior. That´s really...like, gah. Whatever. I never manage to come out of class without once aching. NEVER. Fine... &gt;&gt; Huh. I would personally think that sensei´s moves damn shuai eh. Its like so neat and clean footwork and all. =P The day i can do that is the day the sky drops down on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Heh! So anyways now i am like, typing in a letter to this principal from this school, asking for a transfer. I´m kinda wishing that i have paid more attention in class to formal letter writing, but it happens that we can always google search it. How POWER. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  But anyway. That was kinda about it? Not much complains, but i had another nightmare last night and woke at 3am, and couldn´t sleep again till 4am. That really kinda sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  And SJ, love ya forever!! Don´t be sad, i´m not dying yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-2869107072199404405?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/2869107072199404405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=2869107072199404405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/2869107072199404405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/2869107072199404405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/05/10th-may-08.html' title='10th May 08'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-6825210535687694713</id><published>2008-05-09T00:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T01:00:08.756-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='May 08'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>Poems 2</title><content type='html'>I have seen the darkness frail with unending stars&lt;br /&gt;Through the twining beeches of Calicider&lt;br /&gt;When day birds settled to their roosts and the red deer slept in the bracken&lt;br /&gt;And i have smelt the cedars of Malinan at moonset&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have heard the chorus of frogs in the Caln Marish&lt;br /&gt;Lightning blue candles among the bog mahoganies&lt;br /&gt;And the sphagnums whose pale flowers shimmer in the green night&lt;br /&gt;I have heard the plovers piping among the mangroves of the Aleph&lt;br /&gt;And it made me glad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have walked the fields of Carmallachen when the kine are sleeping&lt;br /&gt;And also in the wide meeds of Lauchomon and Lukernil&lt;br /&gt;And i luaghed when i caught the moon bathing in the Lake of Til Amon&lt;br /&gt;As if no one saw her silver tresses spreading in the waters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Annar that i love, once darkness was your comely other face&lt;br /&gt;O Annar that i love, now night's refuge is broken&lt;br /&gt;And all creatures hide from your terror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Alysson Croggon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First was wrath,&lt;br /&gt;After that forgiveness,&lt;br /&gt;Behind comes hunger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First was pain&lt;br /&gt;After then confusion&lt;br /&gt;Followed by terror&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wrath of misunderstandings&lt;br /&gt;Forgiveness for truth&lt;br /&gt;Hunger to know more&lt;br /&gt;The truth that you've concealed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pain in knowing&lt;br /&gt;Confusion in it all&lt;br /&gt;Leading to terror&lt;br /&gt;of the darkness beyong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First was resistance&lt;br /&gt;And then ignorance&lt;br /&gt;Third came submission&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then was indulgence&lt;br /&gt;Fifth was craftiness&lt;br /&gt;Last came cruelty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resistance of the truth&lt;br /&gt;Ignorance to the pain&lt;br /&gt;Submission to reality&lt;br /&gt;no way to escape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indulge in understanding&lt;br /&gt;Planning to destroy&lt;br /&gt;Cruelty to wipe out&lt;br /&gt;With the heart to build it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To admire beauty without envy is love:&lt;br /&gt;To lie in the darknened garden to hear the song&lt;br /&gt;Of the unseen nightingale is love:&lt;br /&gt;If you would hold a knife to your heart&lt;br /&gt;To spare another, that is love:&lt;br /&gt;To love is to give everything away for nothing,&lt;br /&gt;To open your house to the darks tranger:&lt;br /&gt;The world is a pit of fire and shadows.&lt;br /&gt;Those who love throw themselves into it wholly:&lt;br /&gt;Ah my heart, only you know best&lt;br /&gt;How love is the mortal flesh burning in darkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Alysson Croggon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was an accident&lt;br /&gt;Not the kind where sirens sound&lt;br /&gt;Never even noticed&lt;br /&gt;We're suddenly crumbling&lt;br /&gt;Tell me how you've never felt&lt;br /&gt;Delicate or innocent&lt;br /&gt;Do you still have doubts that&lt;br /&gt;Us having faith makes any sense&lt;br /&gt;Tell me nothing ever counts&lt;br /&gt;Lashing out or breaking down&lt;br /&gt;Still somebody loses 'cause&lt;br /&gt;There's no way to turn around&lt;br /&gt;Staring at your photograph&lt;br /&gt;Everything now in the past&lt;br /&gt;Never felt so lonely&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;Wish that you could show me love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show me love&lt;br /&gt;Til' you open the door&lt;br /&gt;Show me love&lt;br /&gt;Til' i'm up off the floor&lt;br /&gt;Show me love&lt;br /&gt;Til's its inside my pores&lt;br /&gt;Show me love&lt;br /&gt;Til' i'm screaming for more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random acts of mindlessless&lt;br /&gt;Commonplace occurences&lt;br /&gt;Chances and surprises&lt;br /&gt;Another state of consiousness&lt;br /&gt;Tell me how you've never felt&lt;br /&gt;Delicate or innocent&lt;br /&gt;Do you still have doubts that&lt;br /&gt;Us having faith make any sense&lt;br /&gt;Tell me nothing ever counts&lt;br /&gt;Lashing out or Breaking down&lt;br /&gt;Still somebody loses 'cause&lt;br /&gt;There's no way to turn around&lt;br /&gt;You play games&lt;br /&gt;I play tricks&lt;br /&gt;Girls and girls&lt;br /&gt;but you're the one&lt;br /&gt;Like a game of pick-up sticks&lt;br /&gt;Played by fucking lunatics&lt;br /&gt;Show me love&lt;br /&gt;Give me all that i want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-T.A.T.U&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-6825210535687694713?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/6825210535687694713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=6825210535687694713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/6825210535687694713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/6825210535687694713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/05/poems-2.html' title='Poems 2'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-4203217770249644815</id><published>2008-05-09T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T00:47:33.258-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='May 08'/><title type='text'>9 May 2008</title><content type='html'>Dear all, we've decided to change our blog url to this, sorry for the sudden change. But its just that some of the posts are getting really really personal and i've decided to stop some people from stalking my blog and well, to put it frankly since i'm kinda half asserted someone particular person is not reading this stuff anymore, that its safe to say that: I HATE PEOPLE WHO TRY TO DISCUSS WHAT I PUT ON MY BLOG IRL. It's not like the first time i'm saying this freaking sentence its been WEEKS and i've said it at least 3 times!! Pay attention, freak. ( i am just trying not to use the really really vulgar word here i AM that angry ) i am totally NOT comfortable with discussing my personal life with people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Let's say people not so close to me. You will know whether or not you are close to me by seeing if i am willing to reveal my problems to you. Or how i act around you. Evasiveness = distant Silence = Total stranger Crazy = Best friends forever Random = Friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I hope you get it now. Love my juniors too much, hai~~ Wernie was so funny!! Other than a rather capable adult(s) who's not so self-centred, they're the only ones around who can cheer me up for the whole day. Okay, Cali too. Cali is like, a total cutey... &gt;_&lt; She just makes everyone around her happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Anyway i'm supposed to blog about my day...rright. Yes i am still rather sceptical. So yeah. Back off before you die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  So today's Friday...we have swordsmanship classes should i sigh or should i cry or should i die? Well, that kinda rhymes... haha. I have this really bad feeling today but i don't know what it is, and i just feel like crying. Being emo-ish aren't we? Right now, today i feel very tired-ish, retarded-ish, unable to cope-ish, failure-ish and everything bad, and we just don't know what happened. Yes Alexis would agree with me at this point too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  And we just don't know why. O levels really make big changes to people, doesn't it? Aah. The power of Cambridge...i might want to get into it anyway. =P Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  So yeah. I had kinda little sleep last night because i had nightmares again ( they just all started coming back ) and speaking of last night, sensei sent a very truly disturbing sms over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  'Why do you love me?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Ehhh? What? What did you say again? I was like total shock, because i just came back from my parents' room discussing study camp, JCs and O levels, and everything serious, when my phone rang the moment i stepped into the room. I couldn't believe what i was reading, totally, and i was like, WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?? And since when did i say i loved him anyway?? 0_o? -question mark- And another point is, that sms came just before my intensive studying period so i was all the, cannot concentrate-ish. Gah. In the end i only studied one chapter instead of the average 2 when i am really working. In2 hours. What... And he never replied. Not at all...fine, tell me something and leave me hanging you smart person. &gt;_&lt; That's very ( rather ) disturbing and worrying... If i really did say that i might start to have a split personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Anyways. That aside. Today's classes are rather slacking. I need a letter as to why i am not attending Study Camp 08 and then i was marked down for CE because. Li Yee wasn't here. Or to be more specific, the cd was with her and we don't have an extra copy. So we couldn't put the ppt up today. ;.; Okay. The MPP file is due next week Friday. Problem? I lost it. So? Buy a new one. And? File it up. And? Forget about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  SS was fun, i just love Mrs Wang. She's the best teacher ever. She's all nice and motherly and fun to talk to when she updates us with current affairs about International affairs and start complaining. Next to Mrs Chan she's the nicest teacher i've ever had. The rest of the female teachers are all rather cranky, you know... And we were talking about the Mas Selamat escapade today during ss remedial ( she wanted extra for my class ) and talking about Venice and Mas Selamat's toilet break. Its a rather relaxing lesson, really, actually. And well, we just had fun. I intend to study SS tonight also. Geog test next Mon, Bio test next Tues. Okay. =P I have all my bio notes at home. I say its a bio note, but its more like a duplicate of the textbook itself, all rewritten out word for word, sentence for sentence in a super thick file that would own when dropped from the second floor onwards. Haha. My hard work pays off. I'm kinda proud of it, actually. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  So studying starts now. Everyone in class today started reprimanding me for not studying hard. Everyone said i should have taken triple science or double science ( yes i'm single because i hate chem and physics ) but i'm just too lazy. They all say i'm in the wrong class, i'm with the wrong people. I've heard it over and over and over again. Every word of it true i suppose. And they told me that i must really get into HCI else i'd be wasted to the country if dumped into a poly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Hai, i promise i'll study and try to live up to your expectations, minna-san. Jiayou!! We must ALL study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  We all want to get into good JCs don't we? This is the key to the doors of our future... Yeah...i hope i can get through this stage fair sail. &gt;~&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Bio class was kinda boring. We ended up cutting potato strips for measuring the change in water potential and all that what nots. Which was, easy. Fei hua right~ The class all stared at me when i started fooling around with the potato slices. Hello but i was really bored okay. And like, truly seriously and totally bored and dunno what to do type of bored. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  And so yeah. After that disturbing sms which was about 17 hours ago, i'm still pretty much freaked out. I dunno what to do, what to say. Ha! Sensei like avoiding me like that lor...i appear online he not online, i appear invisible he online. =P Siao. But anyway. I'm just...unstable so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Alexis wishes to say she's sorry for what she'd done, but i'm not done with her yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-4203217770249644815?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/4203217770249644815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=4203217770249644815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/4203217770249644815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/4203217770249644815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/05/9-may-2008.html' title='9 May 2008'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-1625055572337333913</id><published>2008-05-08T01:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T01:47:21.299-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='May 08'/><title type='text'>Warning</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;  Do not say i have not tried warning you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;  Stay away from me and do not agitate me for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;  I do not wish to do irrational things and harm both of us. You and me. I do not want to regret, or to hurt anyone. Please stay away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;  I repeat:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;  I am not merely going to bite now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;  I am going in for the kill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;  Heed my words well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-HAlexis Sacrifar. Sena ( dated 8 MAy 08 )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-1625055572337333913?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/1625055572337333913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=1625055572337333913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/1625055572337333913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/1625055572337333913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/05/warning.html' title='Warning'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-8665831012221254346</id><published>2008-05-08T01:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T01:42:44.400-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shoutouts'/><title type='text'>Shoutouts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Here are my SHOUTOUTS to my dearest friends:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;  I love you and i love you forever!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Jacqueline&gt;&gt; My strong and ever capable, nature loving gentle friend!! Love you loads forever!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Wernie&gt;&gt; My small and strong and capable little friend!! I will never forget you!! Have you any worries, i am willing to lend a ear!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Nadiyah&gt;&gt; To you, who never has a temper to speak of, and my future leader.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Kuro-chan&gt;&gt; My stern and commanding junior, forever. Love ya!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Kartika&gt;&gt; BEST FRIENDS FOREVER!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Audrey&gt;&gt; You bully... ;.; But i love you nevertheless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;CLaudia&gt;&gt; Never really got around to knowing you but i will remember you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Angela&gt;&gt; The most angelic prefect and friend ever on earth!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Cheryl.K&gt;&gt; You...gah. But you know, ill never forget you. Ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Cheryl.G&gt;&gt; You were the first person to ever understand me at all in the first place. Love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Tantan&gt;&gt; Aiyo. Remain bouncy and take my place!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Da-chan&gt;&gt; My most capable consultant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Laura&gt;&gt; Love you for everything!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ningy&gt;&gt; For your humour!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Li Yee&gt;&gt; The most gentle, meek, mild and demure friend forever!! Jiayou for Os!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Aza&gt;&gt; For cheering me up in my most difficult times. Yes you did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Jack sensei&gt;&gt; For offering solutions to my problems and always teaching me with his utmost patience...and well. He cheers up my day btw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Mrs Chan&gt;&gt; The most patient teacher ever on earth!! Love you!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Lydia&gt;&gt; The most random person ever on earth!! Love ya!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Fai-chan&gt;&gt; Keep bouncy!! I know exams are stressful!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Vivan&gt;&gt; Best friends forever too!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Lynnette&gt;&gt; HAHA my guai bao bei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;DarkWing&gt;&gt; COME FOR COSFEST K!!! PON THAT THING!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ricardo&gt;&gt; For such a patient brother. =D Don't ya dare bully your gf!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Joy.W&gt;&gt; Jiayou jiayou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Joy.K&gt;&gt; You too for math!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To all my juniors:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;  I love all and everyone of you and i am going to miss you all when i graduate. Don't forget me!! Because i'm coming back to haunt you!! xDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To my cosplay friends:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Forever!! And. Don't forget about studying!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;All authorative personnel:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Thank you for teaching me, always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-8665831012221254346?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/8665831012221254346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=8665831012221254346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/8665831012221254346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/8665831012221254346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/05/shoutouts.html' title='Shoutouts'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-4915300415634876614</id><published>2008-05-08T00:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T01:24:45.044-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='May 08'/><title type='text'>8th MAy 08</title><content type='html'>Its Thursday, a thursday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  One more day to friday. Today early in the morning i found that i have been taken down for study camp that is supposed to start next week. I wished that i could go but unfortunately i cannot study in a large rooms, in air-con and totally not without music. Sorry. And not for long extended hours. I think i can discipline myself to study on my own at home. Yeah. So i'm not attending. But i have to see what my mother says. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I don't really mind attending really actually. The only thing i might really miss is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Hahahahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I did all my homework today, and i figured out all the emath vectors on my own. Aww. Sarah wants to go to RI, i wanna go to HCI. This year's break off point is 3, and there are only 250 places open to ppl applying in via JAE and only 65 for those for DSA. Haiz. That's kinda...strict isn't it? I am just hoping to get into a jc which is another reason why i am like studying so hard into the midnight whenever i reach home. Yeah right, you always see me on MSN. That's in school. I have loads of time when i'm alone at home. That's right. All my teachers are pitying me. They say they all see potential in me but i'm like, just not working. Okay. I am working but its just that, i've not enough time to catch up drastically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Yep. So forgive me for not going!! I can do more self studying at home. I cannot study with people around me and when people are staring at me, for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Yeaa...emath remedial is cancelled for tomorrow, so ther's only social studies, yay!! Ss is kinda fun. Its Venice this time. YAY!!! Poor Venice is gonna be consumed by the SEA. SAVE VENICE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Haiz...tomorrow...its time i should uncoil. Someone have to keep check on me before i lose control. I'm still seriously HAlexis now so STAY AWAY those who are not authorative personnel to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I am not just going to bite this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Its not so simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I am going in for the kill.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-4915300415634876614?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/4915300415634876614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=4915300415634876614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/4915300415634876614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/4915300415634876614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/05/8th-may-08.html' title='8th MAy 08'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-7007193025319094868</id><published>2008-05-07T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T00:57:52.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Complains</title><content type='html'>Just trying to complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Everyone of you here should know that generally i am a very accepting and easy going person who doesn't really care who you are, or what you do. I don't really mind whether you're like, from a poor family. I wouldn't really care if you have low grades, or whatever. That's another reason why i befriend people more easily than others, and yes i do accept my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  However i am beginning to find that some people are taking more than what i give. Like, the moment they know i am accepting they are trying to be MORE than what i can take. I can stand some of them being coarse, or rude, or downright sick, or rude, or likes to take advantages of other people. But excuse me, i don't know if you're know, but this is extremely rude behavior to me. Please &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DO RESTRAIN YOUR OWN FREAKING BEHAVIOR IN MY PRESENCE&lt;/span&gt;. Okay, what the hell am i talking about. That was a little too harsh. But generally what i mean is, okay, you can be rude to me, you can be vulgar, but please restrain yourself and at least, give me some respect, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I know, i'm not trying to change you or anything. I'm not like trying to lecture you or say that you shouldn't do this, you shouldn't do that, tuck in your shirt etc. and act all like a prefect I AM NOT DEMANDING THAT. All i ask of you is to respect me in public. If you want to talk about perverted stuff or vulgar language please do it in private, someone will no one will hear just SHUT UP GODDAMN IT i don't wanna i DO NOT want to hear it in public. What you're interested in is NOT what i'm interested in. I am DIFFERENT from you. What you're so goddamned interested in i might not be and you DON'T EVEN NOTICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Then you are totally not respecting me at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  All i ask of you is not to be so self-centred, that's all i ask of you. Behave yourself in public. If you do not have a reputation or an image to uphold, excuse me, i do. I am a teacher, and i am a student of SCGS. I intend to live up to my school's name, AND to my own name. I wish to be a proper lady, to uphold the school's mission and views and morals. At least think about how i will feel, how people will look at me when you do that to me in public. I bet you're carrying the "Heck cares what they think about me" attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Sorry, i don't. And in fact, i do care a lot about my own image. My students can be around me when i am not aware of, and what will they think about me? I'm not just thinking about myself, i'm thinking about them too. How will i correct incorrect behavior and attitude in future? If a teacher herself does not uphold a good model, who will? D'you think the students will still listen to her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  That's why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I am merely speaking the truth. If you truly care for someone, if you still call me friend, if you really and truly say that you care for me then please do respect me. Stand in my shoes and see things from my pov. That's what i've always done so far for you. I never did try to ask anything from you. And like, yeah. So...just please behave yourself a little around me. Don't keep talking about the same stuff over and over again. What you are interested in might not be what i am interested in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Of course, i'm saying this because this is no longer under normal circumstances. When i am under normal circumstances i will listen, i will care, but not now. My friends have already noticed my stress and have tried to veer away from my 'red district', which is, yeah. So please. I hope you get the gist of what i'm driving at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I'm not just referring to just one person ( but anyway if you feel that i am referring to you you might probably just be the one i'm referring to ). However if you feel strongly that i have hurt you i apologise to you first. I mean, we all have my limitations, and we all have our own shortcomings. Its not wrong to be...who you are. But there are still times when both society and i cannot accept such unruly behavior. There are still times when you have limit, and its up to you to realise. As i am mostly quiet about everything, i will generally not say in order not to hurt your feelings, but in that case i expect at least respect as a friend for me, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I am being very stressed and all now, so i might be a little irrational though i am restraining myself to the best i can. Once again, i apologise for whatever wrongdoings i have done, but i hope that you will bear my words in mind ( though this is not as harsh a way as i would have hoped for it to come out as ). Yes it came a little too harsh and all, and i really didn't wish for that, but i am really stressed and angry about it, for that i apologise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  For the meantime, please avoid getting on my nerves for the timebeing before Alexis comes back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Oh and juniors, i still love you to the end of my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-7007193025319094868?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/7007193025319094868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=7007193025319094868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/7007193025319094868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/7007193025319094868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/05/complains.html' title='Complains'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-3536688415465849526</id><published>2008-05-06T23:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T00:25:39.416-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='May 08'/><title type='text'>7th MAy 2008</title><content type='html'>Yes i've not been updating for 2 days, because i was in for a dance exam on monday, and on Tuesday i had IT CLub. So much happened for the past two days i actually got super stressed and temperamental and all...i suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I did try to tell myself to...not lose control of myself...apparently it didn't happen and well, obviously i lost control. Yes it happened, and it was scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  But that is kinda not so relevant now...let's rewind back to Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Monday...ah well. Everyone was basically freaking out for exam because everyone heard that the examiner was very strict and scary. Well she looks deceptively like a kind grandmother but she daos us. She will give us the wth look when we're not looking and...well. Starts scribbling away like hell. Now that would totally suck wouldn't it? Yes it would. But anyway we did some spying on the examiner to see how she would go back to her hotel. Like as if we've got nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Things really started to get rolling when it was Tuesday, however. I lashed out at the entire batch of juniors. Well, Wernie was the power of course. &lt;3 She came from guides and have a tongue as sharp as NCC leaders. Small and yet with POWER. My capable little friend. But all the juniors, ah well. I expect that they'll all hate us from that day onwards. But i don't care. I mean, after our graduation, they will be the leaders of the photography group and i simply CANNOT allow people such as them take over. It is an absolute no-no. They just slack, and can only think about playing computer games, so i just cannot stand it. All the seniors cannot stand it. Well, of course i am kinda the most senior there la. Lol. Next year will be my graduation already liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  What...Da-chan says she might not take part in the eoy 09 thing...how could she she MUST come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Lots happened anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  By the way if you saw the video we took in IT Club you would die of laughter...such humiliation to me... &gt;&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-3536688415465849526?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/3536688415465849526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=3536688415465849526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/3536688415465849526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/3536688415465849526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/05/7th-may-2008.html' title='7th MAy 2008'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-5905965226723550315</id><published>2008-05-04T04:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T05:26:21.940-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='May 08'/><title type='text'>-Void-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Will you say that it is just sad, that sometimes, after someone appears in your life once, will never appear for a second time?? No, i´m not talking about when you walk down the streets and you meet strangers. It´s more like, someone you would have known personally, but only for a short period of time. Someone who would have really touched your heart and left a memory in your mind that you can never forget. It would usually be this case. As for me, the only time this ever happened to me is only once. The guy died, so i never got to speak to him again, although i have just so many things to tell him. Speaking of which, it has been at least two years since his death. Of course i could never forget him. Also, i will never talk about him even if anyone ask me of it, so shove off. Especially people who tends to stalk my blog and suddenly bring up topics i´ve put on my blog to discuss in real life. This is not funny, alright. Another reason i put some of my thoughts on my blog is because i can let out my feelings, let others know how and feel, and no one will talk about it at all. So shove off and shut the hell up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  As you can see, yes i am in a bad mood now. But anyway, that is besides the point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  For me, unfortunately, it seems to be the other way around. I don´t know if i´ve made a positive or negative impact on people´s lives, but from what they all just keep telling me, well, i don´t know. But unfortunately i seem to be remembered by all that i have ever known. Teachers, friends, students, strangers. I don´t know. Occasionally i get phone calls, or sms-es from people that i have forgotten, or only knew a long time ago. People i thought should have forgotten me already - it was such a long time ago!! But they all remember. I don´t know whether is it because i was...naughty, or anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  I remember adults, sometimes i meet them again on the streets. They can just point and me and say, ¨Oh my, aren´t you _____?¨ Of course i wouldn´t remember them at all, as usual. People flit in and out of my life too often. I remember a teacher. She told me she wished she had never let me go. She has never found another person who could ever substitute me. A guy once told me that he wished i was back again, that i never did left. My friends all wanted to know, demanded to know why i seemed to disappear off the surface of the earth after my graduation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  Ah well. The problem with me is because i go in and out of their lives pretty much quickly. The longest i ever stayed was with them for abut a year or so. I wished i could stay longer, but then i had to go. None of my practical relationships ever lasted for long. I´m not talking about BGR here, i´m talking about normal relations like teacher-student, student-student, student-teacher and so on. And then, i just disappear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  And thanks to that, i have multiple contacts. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  So today i was wondering, how long will my relations last again this time? Its my Sec 4 this year. And then what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  I suppose i will never be able to meet them again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-5905965226723550315?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/5905965226723550315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=5905965226723550315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/5905965226723550315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/5905965226723550315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/05/void.html' title='-Void-'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-7043064130616560317</id><published>2008-05-04T00:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T01:02:26.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4th May 2008</title><content type='html'>A SUNDAY. Sensei sucks...he sms-ed early in the morning to say if i went down for class today i would be able to see his shikai. He´s so MEAN!!! He already knows that i can never go for Sunday classes. He´s always like that one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  So i woke up and over breakfast, started discussing about people trying to poke the fire out of the Olympic Torch. Aiya. Haiz. China is just kinda a bit unlucky...just when its starting to develop out pops something this...um.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  How about discouraging? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Gah. Such a ´pitiful´ country. But i´m glad that it has started developing. Given a few more years, i hope that it will begin to take its placing in countries all over the world. Jiayou China!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  And now...homework. This is just great isn´t it. I want to do my literature ( deadline on Thursday ) and my AMATH. ZOMG i haven´t penned down my answers yet i am soooo dead. Not really. I still have tomorrow. And also, tomorrow is my dance exam already - gah. I get to see my examiner. A little bit anxious now, i am. I DIE tomorrow. ;.; That´s just so mean. Ok...whatś mean. The floor is so slippery, i will definitely need to use resin. I think they just polished it...which smart person´s idea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  So...i´m doing my amath hwk now. Way to go. I LOVE Amath. As if. The day i do is the day that you die, ok. Gah. I wonder how will i do tomorrow? I need a letter to explain my absence from school...else that would count as ponning. &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I think cosplaying is always fun and yes, a lot of people sometimes think that they might like to try it out, but is afraid for how people will see them as if they do. Obviously a lot of people think badly about cosplayers, but i cannot blame them. Which normal person will go out onto the streets like that!!? Yeah i know. Us. Ahaha. Its not a point of encouraging or not encouraging, it really does a blow to your image to some point i think, yes. So, you have to bear the consequences yourself. That´ś my view about cp, but then again i think that as long as i can enjoy myself, who cares??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Note: DO NOT FORCE OR ENCOURAGE OTHER TO CP IF THEY REFUSE TO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Namely because some people are always prone to peer pressure. Okay?? Let them think for themselves...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-7043064130616560317?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/7043064130616560317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=7043064130616560317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/7043064130616560317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/7043064130616560317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/05/4th-may-2008.html' title='4th May 2008'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-6579022004224288896</id><published>2008-05-03T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T02:38:43.968-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='May 08'/><title type='text'>Horror Escape Survival Games</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Horror Escape and Survival Games:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;It just so happens that we´re so into these sort of games nowadays. Well, iĺl just put the links up here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Escape from Darkness Episode 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.arcadestreet.com/darkness-episode-1.htm"&gt;http://www.arcadestreet.com/darkness-episode-1.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;This is a thrilling game where you first try to escape this...house thingy. Let´s just say thanks to the eerie background and the music and the thrill part when the ghost comes on ( yes there´s a ghost and it pops out at you suddenly ) and makes you scream...yep. That would be the scary part. Haha. But then you get used to it after a while, but scream for fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escape from darkness episode 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.arcadestreet.com/play-game.aspx?game_id=352"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.arcadestreet.com/play-game.aspx?game_id=352&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;Continued from Escape from Darkness episode 1. However, this time you are in a HOSPITAL for some reason...gah. I dunno how you ended up there but this one, the scary part is just the last bit. The thrilling part about this is the music when the ghost of the nurse comes after you. You always have the panic button anyway...just keep pressing it. But don´t blame me if your space bar spoils.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exmortis 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.arcadestreet.com/exmortis.htm"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.arcadestreet.com/exmortis.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;Created by Ben Leffler but beware of possible profanities and well, gore. There´s a lot in this game. I shall say that the whole place is horribly blood splattered and perhaps there´s stuff that´s only supposed to appear in screamers. But well. i suppose its okay. You will mot probably need a walkthrough for this though. Its available at http://www.jayisgames.com Haha. Have fun!! I hate Lord Vlaw...dunno how to spell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exmortis 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jayisgames.com/archives/2006/03/exmortis_2.php"&gt;http://jayisgames.com/archives/2006/03/exmortis_2.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;Continuation from Exmortis 1. I HATE the guy. He sucks. How dare he lie!! But anyway. Again, more of the profanities as the Exmortis chases the guy, and of course, BLOOD. My goodness. He can run a blood bank in there...but its all stale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The House:&lt;a href="http://jayisgames.com/archives/2005/09/the_house.php"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://jayisgames.com/archives/2005/09/the_house.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;This is a GREAT game. Unlike the above, its not an escape room game or whatever sorts, but it is...let´s say a little small adventure presentation throughout the house. I must give it credit. I love the graphics and the music. First timers, scream your throats out. Third timers, laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Grudge 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jayisgames.com/archives/2004/10/do_you_have_a_g.php"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://jayisgames.com/archives/2004/10/do_you_have_a_g.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;Of course, its got to do with the movie ´The Grudge´. Nope sorry, i never did watch the movie before. =P I can´t really stand horror shows. Horror games is a little more acceptable because i can turn down the volume and all. And there are walkthroughs to know what to expect next. Yes, cheat. Not exactly nice, it takes a long time to load and all. And i never get to win. The Grudge 2 escape link is currently down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goliath the Soothsayer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jayisgames.com/archives/2008/01/goliath_the_soothsayer.php"&gt;http://jayisgames.com/archives/2008/01/goliath_the_soothsayer.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; Another thrilling game by Ben Leffler. I will say that the scare level of this game is the lowest. Though i haven´t yet tried out the alternative ending yet...have fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; There are actually still a lot others, but i´ve forgotten. However, you can try tagging this;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jayisgames.com/"&gt;http://www.jayisgames.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It has a wide collection of whatever games you can think of. Happy playing!! No complaining to me if you get nightmares ok...you are responsible for your own actions. I have yet to try out the links Lydia gave me, so i will hold them back for a while more. So far!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-6579022004224288896?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/6579022004224288896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=6579022004224288896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/6579022004224288896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/6579022004224288896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/05/horror-escape-survival-games.html' title='Horror Escape Survival Games'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-9128130298368133649</id><published>2008-05-03T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T08:20:48.916-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='May 08'/><title type='text'>3 May 2008</title><content type='html'>When CK woke up this morning, she thought it was Friday, and why the heck was she still in bed and at 8.45. ZOMG. I really jumped out of bed and banged into the door and then tried looking for my uniform till my mum came to see what the fuss was just to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  ¨It´s Saturday you know...¨&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Ok. My bad. I really thought it was Friday. School makes me so stressed ok. And on thursday i thought thursday was friday. FINE. Somethingś wrong with me. Gah. So dance class early in the morning...i thought what. The problem with me is i can´t wake up so early in the morning! So i was floating about like a jellyfish and the teacher was like, aiyo, you so different in the morning than from night. Yep. So weird right...yeah. At least i need some coffee to wake up. Instead i have with me an egg sandwich. Thank goodness my exam is not on a morning. By the way, all exams that are conducted in the mornings for me, i screw them up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Mostly because i fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  But anyway...after i went home, fei hua, of course i went back to sleep!! With some arguements about Bya is gay and Grimmjowl is shuai... ah well. Then i dreamt i was fighting, what the hell. Thatś really stupid. =P I even rolled off my bed in the process!! And Aza, stop stalking me. SJ´s ptd went well, good for her. i must jiayou with sparring le...but no time. Ahaha. Sparring for me is difficult. I know i suck at it alright. No need to deny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Cheryl, stop slapping my ass k. That´s so...wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Gah. I´m just all kinda into some horror games now which is like, so horrible. &gt;_&lt; Like i know i cannot stand the games and the horror and the gore ( not to mention the profanities ) but i just have to keep on playing it just because i am...like, can´t stop myself. Its so unfair. I shall put up a list of scary horror games for your entertainment later. A lot of links, thanks to Lydia. But the whole IT club is into this sorta thing you know. At first it started out with something innocent like Age of Speed...then the screamers came on. Ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I would have thought that i might be a little more productive today than as compared to yesterday. Perhaps i was wrong. I have yet to do my lit essay and all...shall do it now. Even though i don´t have school on mon doesn´t mean i can really slack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  After doing Exmortis 2 anway. Its scary and i am afraid to see the ending. GAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Pfft. What time will i sleep tonight anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Oh by the way, sensei was so whacked and owned by Greg yesterday lol!! xDD But cannot blame him la. I would feel like going up against him to spar la, but then...either i start laughing or...i just lose horribly. But i don´t expect to win anyway!!! Haha. Shiok eh. Finally SJ hears him vocalise the ´whee´ he says every single day. Lol. Now you believe me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Gah. Must do my literature now that i have finished my game.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-9128130298368133649?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/9128130298368133649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=9128130298368133649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/9128130298368133649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/9128130298368133649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/05/3-may-2008.html' title='3 May 2008'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813051243953290752.post-4380936413816862477</id><published>2008-05-01T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T01:39:40.515-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='May 08'/><title type='text'>2 May 2008</title><content type='html'>Hah...today is the 2nd May!! Means, my sis's dance exam. Gah!! As i am typing this she is probably getting ready for it now...jiayou!! I'm behind you in all this!! Must sms her to show my support... -nods- Haha yay~ i so nice. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Woke up super ealy this morning only to sit there on my bed, stare, be stoic... then CK fell asleep again. That was just so retarded. I bet it has something to do with me sleeping late last night. But either way, some coffee changed that...today i absolutely felt...bimbotic pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I bite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  AHAHA. But whatever. I maintained a high bouncy spirit throughout all the classes...and well. GAH not you again AUDREY get AWAY from me don't i said DON'T Touch me!! Yes please no touchy. Gah~ today SJ was so 0_o at me whacking the hell out of Jac because she slept late last night. =P Concern, concern. More like for how she is after being whacked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Hahaha....dt is going as L for...dunno which event la. Can't wait for 19th May seriously. =P Gah...haha i can't believe i'm taking my lolita again. =P And i'm playing The Doors while typing this...its another fun escape room game. Albeit it being a little difficult i have to say that it is totally fun. &lt;a href="http://www.moregames24.com/2007/01/doors.html"&gt;http://www.moregames24.com/2007/01/doors.html&lt;/a&gt; Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I wanna meet Shannen and DT le...i only ever talked to them online. ZOMG what the hell am i doing...now i am playing the grudge 2's escape room game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  For some scary games, try this: This is confirm scary i screamed so loud today...i totally cried. I just cannot stand scary stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The House: &lt;a href="http://jayisgames.com/archives/2005/09/the_house.php"&gt;http://jayisgames.com/archives/2005/09/the_house.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I dunno why. I'm just so scared so if i go watch scary movie i will have to get someone to come along as well...  sob. My throat damn pain now... Aah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I guess i should go for the swordsmanship classes today. =P Gah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813051243953290752-4380936413816862477?l=halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/feeds/4380936413816862477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813051243953290752&amp;postID=4380936413816862477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/4380936413816862477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813051243953290752/posts/default/4380936413816862477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://halexissacrifar-angsteffects.blogspot.com/2008/05/2-may-2008.html' title='2 May 2008'/><author><name>Yuki_Cross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953672279885649067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_22oBOyBzjz8/SGeKiknxFMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/EI_AlwjNzNw/S220/14765.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
