<?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-20652746</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:34:17.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>baka planet</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>the ornitier girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12639703091772656188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>75</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20652746.post-116780846874994658</id><published>2007-01-02T22:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T23:14:29.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tHe FiRsT dAy</title><content type='html'>...was full of pain.&lt;br /&gt;and hurt.&lt;br /&gt;Miss Poon walked in, and immediately this came into my head.&lt;br /&gt;"Of all the beer joints in all the towns in all the world, she walks into mine."&lt;br /&gt;She's my form teacher.I think I'm going to drop dead.(She teaches us P.E.,so I'll probably die.)&lt;br /&gt;All admin matters were pretty much solved by half past nine,fifteen minutes past the time we were supposed to be dismissed for recess.This included our tentative seating position,where for the first time in my life I was placed in the first row.(I took this as an insult.Now I'm trying to believe that I can see stuff better.)&lt;br /&gt;When I returned to class,it was Chinese period.Many of the HCL students were called out of class,but for some reason I wasn't one of them.&lt;br /&gt;The aforementioned "some reason" was because I wasn't taken by Mr Hou,but rather by Mademoiselle Er.(There is no reason to use the word Mademoiselle here,but I feel like it so there.)The greatest pain came when we had to choose a class rep. (read: the one who goes chasing after people who don't hand in their work,myself being a usual suspect.)And whoever said "keep your friends close,but your enemies closer" was most probably right,for almost immediately a finger was pointed at the solitary figure at the side of the classroom close to the door,where I stood.In a final moment of desperation I half-yelled,"I'd rather disembowel myself!" but it was not taken seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm a class rep.Shoot me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Leong came in after that,and there was silence in the classroom.She,frankly speaking,gave me the feeling that I was in fairly great danger,but I wasn't going to be open and tell her that,lest I truly be in great danger after that revelation.Surprisingly the period went smoothly,with her calling me "in tune" because I managed to tell her the reason why she had so many periods with us in the timetable.(She takes us for both Elementary Math and Additional Math.)Later we had to introduce ourselves and say something about something enriching we did during the holidays.Being the otaku I was,I summoned my memories of the Death Note movies,and began to introduce the movie (as best as I could without screaming like a fangirl) to the rest of the class.Admittedly I spoke the longest,but that's just me.&lt;br /&gt;Then was Ms Lizah's period.We played two games,one called Human Bingo and another without a name but involving a chicken,an egg,a dinosaur and an Enlightened One.I was one of the last three standing for the Enlightened One game.Not a good thing,but the last time I played this game I was first to win.&lt;br /&gt;Then came the last period,CE.It passed with more admin work,before the day finally ended.FINALLY.&lt;br /&gt;And thus explains why I am here.For I am bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FANGIRL QUOTES FOR KENICHI MATSUYAMA.(though I claim him as my own!)&lt;br /&gt;Kenichi Matsuyama? We ain't got no Kenichi Matsuyama! We don't need no Kenichi Matsuyama! I don't have to show you any stinking Kenichi Matsuyama!(Use only if you hide him in your room)&lt;br /&gt;I feel the need - the need for Kenichi Matsuyama!&lt;br /&gt;As God is my Kenichi Matsuyama, I'll never be hungry again.&lt;br /&gt;With great power comes great Kenichi Matsuyama.&lt;br /&gt;You want the Kenichi Matsuyama? Just say the word, and I'll throw a lasso around it and pull it down.&lt;br /&gt;I'll get you, my pretty, and your little Kenichi Matsuyama, too!&lt;br /&gt;May the Kenichi Matsuyama be with you.&lt;br /&gt;When there's no more room in hell, the Kenichi Matsuyama will walk the earth.&lt;br /&gt;Perfect organism. Its structural perfection is matched only by its Kenichi Matsuyama.&lt;br /&gt;Remember, you're fighting for this woman's Kenichi Matsuyama, which is probably more than she ever did.&lt;br /&gt;If I was a Kenichi Matsuyama, a perfect Kenichi Matsuyama, how would you know it was really me?&lt;br /&gt;Keep your friends close, but your Kenichi Matsuyama closer.&lt;br /&gt;To Kenichi Matsuyama, and beyond!&lt;br /&gt;Everybody! Everybody wants a piece of Kenichi Matsuyama!&lt;br /&gt;No, it is not dangerous to confuse Kenichi Matsuyama with angels.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever danced with Kenichi Matsuyama in the pale moonlight?&lt;br /&gt;I met Kenichi Matsuyama today. We are playing chess.&lt;br /&gt;The greatest trick the Devil ever pulled was convincing the world Kenichi Matsuyama didn't exist.&lt;br /&gt;And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who would attempt to poison and destroy my Kenichi Matsuyama.&lt;br /&gt;Father to a murdered son. Husband to a murdered wife. And I will have my Kenichi Matsuyama, in this life or the next.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20652746-116780846874994658?l=na-nashi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/feeds/116780846874994658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20652746&amp;postID=116780846874994658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/116780846874994658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/116780846874994658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/2007/01/first-day.html' title='tHe FiRsT dAy'/><author><name>the ornitier girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12639703091772656188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20652746.post-116749173722961202</id><published>2006-12-30T07:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T07:15:37.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DN2 gets better everytime I watch it.&lt;br /&gt;Though this time it was painfully obvious that Kenichi's extremely pale complexion only lasted as far as the beginning of his neck.&lt;br /&gt;But it's still funny. L in a stupid mask is enough to make anyone's day XD&lt;br /&gt;I stroked L's head on the DN2 diorama today, before running off laughing like a fangirl.&lt;br /&gt;And... Vidhya called, and said Michelle and I were going to be signed up for a storytelling course.&lt;br /&gt;And I was like OMG.&lt;br /&gt;Because Michelle... well I think highly of her. (Inwardly I fear she could be a higher towering intellect than a ghost of my past, but I don't like to think of it that way, and almost never do.)&lt;br /&gt;She has enough qualifications to go up against Light Yagami. Seriously. (She's a girl, is younger, doesn't have a Death Note, and isn't obsessed with being the god of a new world. That's pretty much all the diff.)&lt;br /&gt;L has almost no mentioned paper qualifications! (shifty eyes at myself) AND is super weird. *thinks* AWESOME!!!&lt;br /&gt;oweel. g2g.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20652746-116749173722961202?l=na-nashi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/feeds/116749173722961202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20652746&amp;postID=116749173722961202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/116749173722961202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/116749173722961202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/2006/12/dn2-gets-better-everytime-i-watch-it.html' title=''/><author><name>the ornitier girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12639703091772656188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20652746.post-116740419793896880</id><published>2006-12-29T06:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T06:56:38.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DEATH NOTE LOVE</title><content type='html'>(On Television)&lt;br /&gt;L: I am the one person who controls the entire police force, Lind L. Tailor; alias L.&lt;br /&gt;(Light's room)&lt;br /&gt;LIGHT: Who's this guy?&lt;br /&gt;(Police HQ)&lt;br /&gt;SOICHIRO: It's finally started.&lt;br /&gt;MATSUDA: But,he's never shown his face before, right? Why now...?&lt;br /&gt;SOICHIRO: It means L's serious.&lt;br /&gt;(thinking) Well, L. We're doing as you told us. Will you prove what you said at the ICPO meeting?&lt;br /&gt;(On Television)&lt;br /&gt;L: To the murderer who's targeting criminal after criminal: This is unforgivable; the worst crime in history. Consequently, I will catch the ringleader of these crimes, referred to vulgarly as 'Kira.'&lt;br /&gt;(Light's room)&lt;br /&gt;RYUK: He says he'll definitely catch you.&lt;br /&gt;LIGHT: *evil grin* Heh. Idiot. Of course he's not going to catch me. *sits up and holds up Death Note* It's a Death Note! *waves it around,looking very diabolically crazy* If you can't get ahold of this notebook, there's absolutely no evidence! It's completely impossible to catch me! *sits back* That the police would act and things like this would occur are both part of my plan.&lt;br /&gt;(On Television)&lt;br /&gt;L: Kira. I can imagine what you must be thinking, to do something like this. But, what you are doing is evil. (emphasising the word 'evil.')&lt;br /&gt;(Light's room)&lt;br /&gt;LIGHT: *sudden change of expression,looking slightly disgusted/insulted* I'm... evil, you say? *L smiles* I am justice! *gets up in anger* The man who saves the weak who cower in fear of evil, *practically yelling now* and will become the god of a new world that is everyone's ideal! *trembling slightly in intense anger* Those who oppose that god... Those people are evil! *opens Death Note,takes pen,puts pen to a page in the Death Note,smiles evilly* Too easy, L. *looks at television* If you'd been just a little more clever, I could've had a little fun. *looks at Death Note in evil happiness and writes LIND L. TAILOR across the page* *gets up, smiling* *laughs to himself* *looks at television* What happens to those who oppose me? The whole world is watching, L. *looks at watch* Five more seconds. Four. Three. Two. One.&lt;br /&gt;(On Television)&lt;br /&gt;L: *slightly quick breathing,looks very surprised, breaks down a bit, grabs his chest with his hands where his heart is, tries to cry in terror to the skies but cannot find the strength, head falls on table, dies.*&lt;br /&gt;(Light's room)&lt;br /&gt;LIGHT: *eyes widen in sadistic happiness, laughs to himself, first quietly, then a little louder* *gets up* What's wrong? Just try to say something! *continues laughing*&lt;br /&gt;(On Television)&lt;br /&gt;*FBI agents in black suits and sunglasses carry the dead Lind L. Tailor off the set*&lt;br /&gt;*screen suddenly shows a black stylised letter L on a white background*&lt;br /&gt;(Light's room)&lt;br /&gt;LIGHT: *sits up* ...huh?&lt;br /&gt;(On Television)&lt;br /&gt;L: I don't believe it. I thought it might be, so I tested it, but... Kira. You can kill people without laying a finger on them?&lt;br /&gt;(Light's room)&lt;br /&gt;LIGHT: *wide-eyed, angry, shocked, disturbed.*&lt;br /&gt;(On Television)&lt;br /&gt;L: I couldn't believe it until I saw it with my own eyes. Listen carefully, Kira. If you really are responsible for the death of Lind L. Tailor on TV, know that he was actually a man who was scheduled to be executed at this time today. He was not me.&lt;br /&gt;(Light's room)&lt;br /&gt;LIGHT: *still in shock, and breathless* What?&lt;br /&gt;(On Television)&lt;br /&gt;L: A criminal whose capture was top secret and not reported on television or the Internet. It seems even you don't have information about criminals like that one.&lt;br /&gt;(Light's room)&lt;br /&gt;RYUK: Haha, you've been had.&lt;br /&gt;(On Television)&lt;br /&gt;L: But I, L, definitely exist. Well then. Try killing me.&lt;br /&gt;(Light's room)&lt;br /&gt;LIGHT: *still disturbed!* That.. that bastard!&lt;br /&gt;(On Television)&lt;br /&gt;L: Well, what's wrong? Hurry up and try it!! Hurry up and try to kill me!! Kill me, kill me! Try to kill me!&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong? Can't you? *Light looks very shocked, and slightly dazed* It would seem that for some reason, he can't kill me. *Ryuk laughs* So there are people who can't be killed. Thanks for the hint. In exchange, I'll tell you this. I had them announce that this was being broadcast worldwide, but in fact it was only broadcast in Kanto, Japan. *Light looks a little confused* I was planning on going region by region, showing this at different times, but there is no longer any need for that. You are currently in Kanto. (Ryuk: *laughs* That L guy's pretty sharp!) It was a small case, so the police missed it, but the first victim in this string of crimes was the Shinjuku street slasher. Among the felons who have been dying of heart attacks, this street slasher's crime was incongruously light. Plus, this case was only reported in Japan. That's all I needed to figure out that you're in Japan, and that your first victim was a test of your power. I concentrated on Kanto, which has the highest population, and lucky me, you were there. I didn't honestly think my speculations would hold true this far. Kira, it might not be long before I send you to your execution. Kira, I am very interested in knowing by what means you are committing these murders. But I'll know that once I catch you. Until we meet again, Kira. *screen buzzes with static*&lt;br /&gt;(Police HQ, when L tells Kira to try and kill him.)&lt;br /&gt;SOICHIRO: What's this?&lt;br /&gt;MATSUDA: He's really raising the stakes!&lt;br /&gt;SOICHIRO: Do you want to die or something, L?&lt;br /&gt;(Out in the streets, after Soichiro finishes his sentence)&lt;br /&gt;?1: What's this?&lt;br /&gt;?2: It's Kira VS. L!&lt;br /&gt;?3: Kira really exists!&lt;br /&gt;?4: I'm scared!&lt;br /&gt;?5: This's freakin' amazing!&lt;br /&gt;?6: Stop, Kira!&lt;br /&gt;(/cut to Light's room, after it becomes obvious that Kira cannot kill L.)&lt;br /&gt;(Police HQ, after L claims it might not be long before he sends Kira to his execution.)&lt;br /&gt;MATSUDA: I knew it. As expected from L.&lt;br /&gt;SOICHIRO: Yeah. He proved the existence of Kira, that the deaths were murders, and that Kira is in Japan.&lt;br /&gt;(/ends before L expresses his interest in knowing the means by which Kira kills criminals)&lt;br /&gt;(Light's room)&lt;br /&gt;LIGHT: *stares at television showing nothing but static* Send me, *places hand on forehead, looking troubled* to my execution, you say? *takes hand off forehead, looking slightly amused* Interesting! *smiling* You're on!&lt;br /&gt;RYUK (thinking): You're both trying to find someone who you know nothing about... not even their name or face. Whoever gets found first will die. I knew it, you humans are amusing!! (emphasis on 'amusing.')&lt;br /&gt;LIGHT: L.&lt;br /&gt;(L's room)&lt;br /&gt;L: Kira.&lt;br /&gt;(split-screen of Light and L facing each other)&lt;br /&gt;LIGHT, L: *both seem extremely determined* No matter what, I will find you and do away with you!&lt;br /&gt;(Light's room)&lt;br /&gt;LIGHT: I am...&lt;br /&gt;(L's room)&lt;br /&gt;L: I am...&lt;br /&gt;(general skyscrapers)&lt;br /&gt;LIGHT, L: JUSTICE!&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;I so love Death Note!&lt;br /&gt;I watched DN2 on Wednesday!&lt;br /&gt;AND WEDNESDAY WAS THE SMEX!&lt;br /&gt;OHYES IT WAS!!! *fangirlish screams*&lt;br /&gt;In the morning I had to go to the CCA Exhibition to help out. (Because Vivi N. Ornitier loves her CCA.) I had no wish to bring sexy back this year. Oh heavens no. So I had to choose a dress this year again, and by no means was it going to be the same as last year. For several reasons.&lt;br /&gt;ONEi didn't like last year's dress&lt;br /&gt;TWOit was most probably the most revealing of all the dresses in the store.&lt;br /&gt;THREEif you want to know the dress's structure, imagine Haruno Sakura's pre-timeskip dress extended down to one's ankles, with a little collar like Tenten's, and no sleeves. That's how it looked.&lt;br /&gt;FOURmethinks people get bored of seeing the same thing twice.&lt;br /&gt;FIVEit was dark pink in colour. Not a colour that I like very much.&lt;br /&gt;Back to the subject, I had to choose a dress. And it couldn't be revealing. So, in stark contrast, I chose the blackest, longest, most unrevealing dress of all.&lt;br /&gt;"ew. colonial." - Tereza on the dress.&lt;br /&gt;"w00t! unrevealing!" - me on the dress.&lt;br /&gt;After some thought Tereza chose a red and black dress. If I remember correctly we were wearing Ting Wei and Liyana's 05 dresses. But I'm not sure. (Though if we were, it would mean I was wearing Liyana's dress. Which is strange because it looked just as long on the both of us, and Liyana's short. *is stabbed in the forehead by Liyana*)&lt;br /&gt;So off we went in our dresses. I had to follow Tereza wherever she went because a white apron was on the same hanger, which implied...&lt;br /&gt;"OMG YOUR MARIA FROM THE SOUND OF MUSIC" - Jack Sparrow (Roshni) on the dress.&lt;br /&gt;FF.&lt;br /&gt;DN2 FOREVER!!!&lt;br /&gt;I raised the ILU sign to the skies after it was over.&lt;br /&gt;And saluted L.&lt;br /&gt;(Naomi cried. I didn't. He is still alive, after all.)&lt;br /&gt;KENICHI'S ONLY TWENTY-ONE!!!&lt;br /&gt;*glomphs him like a raving fangirl*&lt;br /&gt;BACK OFF! HE'S MINE!&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;g2g. -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20652746-116740419793896880?l=na-nashi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/feeds/116740419793896880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20652746&amp;postID=116740419793896880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/116740419793896880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/116740419793896880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/2006/12/death-note-love.html' title='DEATH NOTE LOVE'/><author><name>the ornitier girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12639703091772656188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20652746.post-116524212518488305</id><published>2006-12-04T06:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T06:26:11.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>one and a half hours</title><content type='html'>then i'll be in the land of substandard anime and good drama serials that though good will never be as good as japan.NEVAH.&lt;br /&gt;fe was funny on sunday,when we had random pictures taken.she came as light and naomi came as misa and i was...well you know.so what if i didn't look like him.for practically all the shots i held a lollipop.it's hella fun to go as L because of all the candy!&lt;br /&gt;yagami-san and amane-san each held a DN.i had to lend yagami-san mine.amane-san had her small one.&lt;br /&gt;my msn nick says "hajimemashite.L ja nai."&lt;br /&gt;translated it means "nice to meet you.i'm not L."(fe won the title of miss glamourous by demand 'cos she wore one of those hats which made her look like Ryan from High School Musical.Yes I'm not kidding.)&lt;br /&gt;L introduced himself "hajimemashite.L desu," which translates "nice to meet you.i'm L." so you get the drift.&lt;br /&gt;oro the bunny's dead now.he got killed by that neighbour's damned labrador.it's so sad death notes only work on humans.oh well.we'll need another oro.i want the baby bunnies to come soon so i can name the girls riza and inoue and the guys ishida,mello,and envy.&lt;br /&gt;i like kenichi matsuyama so much now,and i think it's all because of how he portrayed L.which isn't much of a reason to like him.darn.but he seems so nice..haiz,i like him and tatsuya so much i saw them in friday night's dream.(i saw fe in saturday night's dream.i think i saw sensei and naomi as well but i'm not sure,the only one i know for sure was in my dream was fe.sunday night had no dream,how sad.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20652746-116524212518488305?l=na-nashi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/feeds/116524212518488305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20652746&amp;postID=116524212518488305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/116524212518488305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/116524212518488305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/2006/12/one-and-half-hours.html' title='one and a half hours'/><author><name>the ornitier girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12639703091772656188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20652746.post-116436246270046515</id><published>2006-11-24T02:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T02:01:06.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WTO</title><content type='html'>this'll be the first time i'm writing about my holiday work...&lt;br /&gt;First off.Sorry Inn.&lt;br /&gt;Second,and the more expanded point of the two,is about this Sim Jae-Duck&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T LIKE YOU SIM JAE DUCK.&lt;br /&gt;You have government support,so what?Big deal.&lt;br /&gt;WTA =/= WTO&lt;br /&gt;And it never will be.&lt;br /&gt;The only future for WTA is if it becomes part of WTO,under the name KTO or something like that.WTA will never be able to swallow up WTO.I'll see to that if I have to.&lt;br /&gt;And the restroom revolution?&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't led by a South Korean.&lt;br /&gt;Don't distort the truth,boys.&lt;br /&gt;It was led by a Singaporean.&lt;br /&gt;It was led by my father.&lt;br /&gt;Why should we need government support,when we need nothing more than the support of the common people of the world?&lt;br /&gt;There are about six billion of us.&lt;br /&gt;There are barely ten thousand of you,by estimates.(That's)&lt;br /&gt;What government support?&lt;br /&gt;You can go government support something else like fair trade,reforestation,maybe the banning of CFCs,and perhaps discounts of hydrogen-powered cars,then we'll talk.&lt;br /&gt;Especially fair trade.&lt;br /&gt;That's what keeps third world countries the way they are.That indirectly causes the lack of toilets in third world countries.&lt;br /&gt;Government support is an added bonus.What an organisation needs to grow strong is not mainly government support,but normal people support.There are very few government officials who participate actively in nonprofit organisations,and of course,many more common people.&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it.My rant to Mr Sim of WTA,who is in no direct way related to the Mr Sim of WTO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20652746-116436246270046515?l=na-nashi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/feeds/116436246270046515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20652746&amp;postID=116436246270046515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/116436246270046515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/116436246270046515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/2006/11/wto.html' title='WTO'/><author><name>the ornitier girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12639703091772656188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20652746.post-116334621096246941</id><published>2006-11-12T06:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T07:43:32.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'>x-laws?perhaps...</title><content type='html'>minna-sama,&lt;br /&gt;I would like to say something.&lt;br /&gt;(Why did I just do that?This is MY blog! -.-)&lt;br /&gt;I have a religion.&lt;br /&gt;Yes I do.&lt;br /&gt;Not agnostic atheism.&lt;br /&gt;But Christianity.&lt;br /&gt;And I realised that the only reason why I went into agnostic atheism in the first place was because of the great struggle I had in primary school.The great struggle which convinced me,despite all the teachers being Christian,that there was no god.To put an object of "perfection" that no one would take their eyes off was way too much for me to bear,and for this object of perfection to have teachers eating off her palm was salt in burn wounds to me.&lt;br /&gt;And now it isn't.&lt;br /&gt;We're all only human,aren't we?&lt;br /&gt;If she were perfect,someone'd have started ___ ____ ____-ism by now.But no one did!That means she's only human,and it's normal to envy,but no further.&lt;br /&gt;I as a human have the capacity to forgive.And I will.My antithesis now owes me nothing,nor do I owe her anything.Perhaps I'll go up against her just to see where I stand,but heck,who needs rivalry in this case?&lt;br /&gt;Arigatou,Kami-sama!My only enemy is myself!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20652746-116334621096246941?l=na-nashi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/feeds/116334621096246941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20652746&amp;postID=116334621096246941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/116334621096246941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/116334621096246941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/2006/11/x-lawsperhaps.html' title='x-laws?perhaps...'/><author><name>the ornitier girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12639703091772656188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20652746.post-116265524364671754</id><published>2006-11-04T06:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T08:41:47.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>7 RANDOM FACTS ABOUT ME&lt;br /&gt;- I am still in pursuit of the ability to cry at will.For a time it was manageable in the privacy of my own room,but that ended about 60 hours ago.&lt;br /&gt;- I've posted Naomi a challenge.We're to dissolve our own personalities,take on L's,and at request of Justice Fedora,revert to our original personalities.&lt;br /&gt;- NIHON BANZAI (in my opinion)&lt;br /&gt;- I can live away from the comp.With difficulty.&lt;br /&gt;- I'm crushing on a lot of guys.Only one is a solid human being.And I'm not telling you who it is.&lt;br /&gt;- I like wordless music,or music that does not need to be understood with the lyrics.Toshiro Masuda is a particular expert at this.&lt;br /&gt;- For now,I like eight series of anime/manga&lt;br /&gt;7 THINGS THAT SCARES ME&lt;br /&gt;- ELECTROSHOCK.will not elaborate further. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ankle-length qipao.With cuts going further than the knee on either side.(Nothing can compare to the combined pain of that with high heels.)&lt;br /&gt;- The possibility of me one day waking up and losing all my knowledge of HTML,Photoshop and ImageReady.&lt;br /&gt;- That my envy of others will eventually cause me to psychologically implode.Then again I could always say that I lead my own life.&lt;br /&gt;- Loneliness.There's no feeling quite like it.It's out of this world,and gives many people endless pain.&lt;br /&gt;- The possibility of me one day losing all my knowledge of anything pertaining to the arts.*cringes*&lt;br /&gt;- The seven deadly sins.&lt;br /&gt;7 FAVOURITE MUSIC AT THE MOMENT&lt;br /&gt;- No Song Unheard - The Hellacopters (Thank you,Kubo-sensei.Though I still don't really like Chad.)&lt;br /&gt;- Wing-Stock - Ashley MacIsaac (Kubo-sensei,domo arigatou.)&lt;br /&gt;- Yatta - Happa-tai (Idiots.)&lt;br /&gt;- O Fortuna - Carmina Burana - Carl Orff (In case you don't know this piece,it's the one that comes out whenever something climatic happens.)&lt;br /&gt;- Seigi No Shisha - Shaman King (gomen ne,I don't know who did this.But I favour songs having to do with the portrayal of ultimate justice in a disturbing manner.)&lt;br /&gt;- Hinata VS Neji - Naruto - Toshiro Masuda (Good for calm moments.Or calm and slightly sad moments.)&lt;br /&gt;- Smith's Final Battle - The Matrix - Don Davis (Another climatic piece.)&lt;br /&gt;7 PEOPLE I FANCY&lt;br /&gt;- Sesshoumaru!&lt;br /&gt;- Orochimaru!(Everyone!Gasp in horror!)&lt;br /&gt;- Envy!(So what if you think he's a she?)&lt;br /&gt;- Naomi,my non-lesbian partner!&lt;br /&gt;- ______ ___ ____ ____ (He Who Must Not Be Named.)&lt;br /&gt;- Fedora.Just because.&lt;br /&gt;- Liyana.Also just because.&lt;br /&gt;7 THINGS I SAY MOST&lt;br /&gt;- baka&lt;br /&gt;- No way will I do that.(ironically,almost all the time the opposite happens.)&lt;br /&gt;- K.M.A.!&lt;br /&gt;- Orochimaru-sama!&lt;br /&gt;- *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;- WTF?!&lt;br /&gt;- Kami-sama&lt;br /&gt;7 PEOPLE TO DO THIS&lt;br /&gt;Red pill or blue pill.&lt;br /&gt;*   *   *&lt;br /&gt;ELDDS SYF PREPARATION ROCKED!&lt;br /&gt;*huge smile*&lt;br /&gt;Sad thing,though,that Coach Serena's not going to teach us next year.But oh well,..&lt;br /&gt;*cheers for new baby [coming soon]*&lt;br /&gt;We had cake on the last day!And it was good!And hence,to all the Cedar ELDDS members out there who participated in the last day of the SYF Preparations,take two seconds to feel good about getting cake on the last day of the SYF Preparations.And to everyone else...pretend you didn't see this.&lt;br /&gt;Coach Serena was asking for names for the baby (it's a boy ^^.),so I said Faustus.(it's a nice name...i think.)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I hope next year's a good year!It'll be my last SYF (everyone gets two.) and I do hope I'll be in the cast [as kami-sama!].(Though if I can't get that,programming music's my thing!)&lt;br /&gt;Coach Serena also asked us what we wanted to be,so I told her I wanted to be a ninja.Later I wanted to tell her seriously,but because I was so indecisive I told her I wasn't going to tell her.&lt;br /&gt;-.-"'&lt;br /&gt;*   *   *&lt;br /&gt;Dear Coach,&lt;br /&gt;If you are reading this right now...&lt;br /&gt;The thing about me wanting to be a ninja was a joke.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;I still won't tell you the answer,unless you prefer to believe that when I reach a responsible age I will immediately migrate to Kyoto and pursue the arts of a geisha.Which is obviously not true.&lt;br /&gt;I suggest that you infer it for yourself.The answer is in the challenge I posted Naomi,and has nothing to do with my relationship to her.&lt;br /&gt;And no,I have no wish to be L when I grow up.But you're looking in the right place.&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;She Who Must Not Be Named.&lt;br /&gt;AKA You Know Who&lt;br /&gt;AKA F****.(THE PREVIOUS WORD WAS NOT A PROFANITY)&lt;br /&gt;*   *   *&lt;br /&gt;Didn't go out on Halloween.Prisia and Tereza and Shanice did though.&lt;br /&gt;Am still kinda jealous.&lt;br /&gt;Have decided that Prisia,Tereza and I are the Densetsu no Sannin.&lt;br /&gt;Prisia's Jiraiya.(She has spiky hair,and the fake blood she used for Halloween's still there,though it's fading.Coincidentally,the places the blood was situated were where Jiraiya's red lines were.)&lt;br /&gt;Tereza's Tsunade.(Both of them are somewhat blonde.And Tsunade's pretty tall,like Tereza.But not as tall as me!)&lt;br /&gt;Obviously that leaves me with Orochimaru.(YATTA!)(Long live long hair and side partings and 172cm heights and long tongues!)&lt;br /&gt;Will not elaborate further,though I think that I'll be off the comp for a long,long time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20652746-116265524364671754?l=na-nashi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/feeds/116265524364671754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20652746&amp;postID=116265524364671754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/116265524364671754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/116265524364671754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/2006/11/7-random-facts-about-me-i-am-still-in.html' title=''/><author><name>the ornitier girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12639703091772656188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20652746.post-115971565538721401</id><published>2006-10-01T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T08:14:15.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the four horsemen</title><content type='html'>"Now,the light,she fades&lt;br /&gt;And darkness,settles in&lt;br /&gt;But I will find strength&lt;br /&gt;I will find pride within&lt;br /&gt;Because although I die&lt;br /&gt;Our freedom will be won&lt;br /&gt;Though I die,&lt;br /&gt;La Resistance,lives...on?eeagh."&lt;br /&gt;- The Mole(last words),South Park The Movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Four Horses Of The Apocalypse (something to that effect) for me is...COMING!!!&lt;br /&gt;War - Excessive competition&lt;br /&gt;Pestilence - Mugging (it's an epidemic!)&lt;br /&gt;Famine - Skipping of meals to mug some more&lt;br /&gt;Death - Suicide due to madness (minority case)&lt;br /&gt;I did a little bit of poetry while MSNing Naomi.&lt;br /&gt;This one's called If We Fail English In Cedar.(it can be used in the context of the general marks.)&lt;br /&gt;(it's been slightly modified and takes reference from many sources.)&lt;br /&gt;If we fail English,&lt;br /&gt;See where Cedar's spirit&lt;br /&gt;Stretcheth out her arms and bends her ireful brows&lt;br /&gt;The many claws of the Normal Academic Stream will grow longer,longer,so long that they pierce the night sky.&lt;br /&gt;Just like the screams of the one condemned.&lt;br /&gt;Then she will be taken,she will be gone;&lt;br /&gt;Nameless here forevermore.&lt;br /&gt;We shall not speak her name again.&lt;br /&gt;Such is the bloodthirst of the Normal Academic Stream.&lt;br /&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;See you people at the end of our metaphorical Revelations!We won't let the Pale Horseman get us!&lt;br /&gt;The real chunk of exams are coming for us in Cedar.Good luck to everyone,Cedarians,Hougeans,Rafflesians,IJ girls,Victorians,St Anthony's Canossians,and everyone else out there going for a major exam!Ten brownie points for the survivors!!!(jk,but pretend it's true!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20652746-115971565538721401?l=na-nashi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/feeds/115971565538721401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20652746&amp;postID=115971565538721401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/115971565538721401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/115971565538721401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/2006/10/four-horsemen.html' title='the four horsemen'/><author><name>the ornitier girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12639703091772656188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20652746.post-115951569593143698</id><published>2006-09-29T00:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T00:41:36.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>inuyasha</title><content type='html'>Os iusti meditabitur sapientiam&lt;br /&gt;Et lingua eius loquetur indicium (Psalmi 36:30)&lt;br /&gt;Beatus vir qui suffert tentationem&lt;br /&gt;Quoniam cum probatus fuerit accipiet coronam vitae (Iacobi 1:12)&lt;br /&gt;Kyrie, Ignis Divine, Eleison&lt;br /&gt;O quam sancta, quam serena, quam benigna&lt;br /&gt;Quam amoena O castitatis lilium&lt;br /&gt;[Translation:&lt;br /&gt;The mouth of the Just shall meditate wisdom&lt;br /&gt;And his tongue shall speak judgement (Psalms 37:30)&lt;br /&gt;Blessed is the man who endureth temptation&lt;br /&gt;For once he hath been proven, he shall receive the crown of life (James 1:12)&lt;br /&gt;Lord, Fire Divine, have mercy&lt;br /&gt;O how holy, how serene, how benevolent&lt;br /&gt;How lovely, O lily of purity]&lt;br /&gt;- Lilium, Elfen Lied OP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to question Dad's credibility in argument.&lt;br /&gt;Last night we were watching Inuyasha when he came in,and my sis accidentally pressed a button on the remote control,and voila!Chinese dub!&lt;br /&gt;(Inuyasha sounds like a hobo in the dub.Thank goodness it was the ep where Sango repaired her Hiraikotsu.)&lt;br /&gt;Dad said it was good in the Chinese dub.(HELLO EVERYONE!DUB = ARCHENEMY OF ANIME!)Then we changed it back to the Japanese version,and he got ANGRY.He said if we didn't watch it in the Chinese version we'd fail our Chinese,and besides,none of us took Japanese.(Anyway it's only that the voices are much better in Japanese.The subs remain the same.)&lt;br /&gt;He stood in front of the TV while it was playing in Japanese and said that if we didn't watch Inuyasha in Chinese,we wouldn't watch at all.&lt;br /&gt;I went down to watch on the pretext of getting a drink,and he came down after me and called me a disgrace to the race of the Chinese.(Now what's this all about?)(Chinese end-year is over dammit!If I fail it isn't through not listening to the dub.)(Might be post-WWII feelings,for all I know.)&lt;br /&gt;I endured (for visuals) the pain of old people's voices sounding 20-ish,Inuyasha sounding drunk,Miroku sounding...satisfactory...and when I commented how Inuyasha sounded drunk,Dad started yelling about how if I wanted to complain like that I shouldn't watch at all.&lt;br /&gt;Ah well.&lt;br /&gt;Shaman King after that.&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness there's no dub for Shaman King.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20652746-115951569593143698?l=na-nashi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/feeds/115951569593143698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20652746&amp;postID=115951569593143698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/115951569593143698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/115951569593143698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/2006/09/inuyasha.html' title='inuyasha'/><author><name>the ornitier girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12639703091772656188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20652746.post-115917085230223842</id><published>2006-09-25T00:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T00:54:12.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stoned,huh.</title><content type='html'>dad says i'm attracted to the comp like a smoker to cigarettes.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't tell him straight,but he should say that i'm attracted to the comp like my sister to the erhu.we do our stuff well,only he decided that what i do is bad.&lt;br /&gt;photomanipulation,otousan,is a difficult thing.from the beginning it works against you like a wild bull unless you learn to take it by the horns.&lt;br /&gt;major companies require informative,engaging layouts,and will pay a lot for the truly well done,and a lot of this can be achieved through photomanipulation.pretty much anyone'd rather go to adobe's website than to,say,another company with less visuals.&lt;br /&gt;i could go to this if all else fails...i thought.but...&lt;br /&gt;this is my sister's case.P refers to the person in question...&lt;br /&gt;P -&gt; (goal)&lt;br /&gt;[it's frustrating the world is served on a silver plate to one's little sister all day,every day.]&lt;br /&gt;and this is mine. refers to a wall,# refers to barbed wire...&lt;br /&gt;P ---------&gt; &lt;- ##### &lt;-------- (goal)&lt;br /&gt;[...while the older siblings fight it out by themselves.]&lt;br /&gt;Get the picture?&lt;br /&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;"Everybody's&lt;br /&gt;Got the right&lt;br /&gt;To be different&lt;br /&gt;Even though&lt;br /&gt;At times they go&lt;br /&gt;To extremes.&lt;br /&gt;Aim for what you&lt;br /&gt;want a lot-&lt;br /&gt;Everybody&lt;br /&gt;Gets a shot.&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's&lt;br /&gt;Got a right&lt;br /&gt;To their dreams-"&lt;br /&gt;- Everybody's Got The Right - Assassins,The Musical&lt;br /&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;i saw my lit marks for structured essay based on the theme of land.then i tried to commit seppuku with my ruler.and failed.&lt;br /&gt;accursed prisia!you didn't come today!and it's your birthday!argh.&lt;br /&gt;nth more.fare thee well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20652746-115917085230223842?l=na-nashi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/feeds/115917085230223842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20652746&amp;postID=115917085230223842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/115917085230223842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/115917085230223842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/2006/09/stonedhuh.html' title='stoned,huh.'/><author><name>the ornitier girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12639703091772656188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20652746.post-115894745254792553</id><published>2006-09-22T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T10:50:52.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>randomness revival</title><content type='html'>1) first name?&lt;br /&gt;faith,but i gave myself the screen name vivi&lt;br /&gt;2) were you named after anyone?&lt;br /&gt;not me.vivi's named directly after the girl with light blue hair in one piece.&lt;br /&gt;3) when did you last cry?&lt;br /&gt;somewhere in the middle of the holidays,sort of on purpose?i'd like to try that again.&lt;br /&gt;4) do you like your handwriting?&lt;br /&gt;my teachers hate it,but i love it love it love it to bits.&lt;br /&gt;5) what is your favourite lunch meat?&lt;br /&gt;...dunno...if you're talking about ham i don't consume it.&lt;br /&gt;6) if you were another person would you be friends with you?&lt;br /&gt;i'd have run away in sheer terror/disgust&lt;br /&gt;7) do you have a journal?&lt;br /&gt;on dA,yes.&lt;br /&gt;8) do you use sarcasm?&lt;br /&gt;i love it so much i'm bordering on hating it.&lt;br /&gt;9) do you still have your tonsils?&lt;br /&gt;it hurts to eat excessive ice cream,so yes.&lt;br /&gt;10) would you bungee jump?&lt;br /&gt;dream your bimbotic dreams.&lt;br /&gt;11) what is your favourtite cereal?&lt;br /&gt;koko krunch.simple can be good.&lt;br /&gt;12) do you untie your shoes when you take them off?&lt;br /&gt;if i don't have to,i won't&lt;br /&gt;13) do you think you are strong?&lt;br /&gt;no.but then again a certain helen reddy said,"i am strong,i am invincible,i am woman".&lt;br /&gt;14) what is your favourite ice cream flavour?&lt;br /&gt;cookies and cream.if you count the flavours from ben and jerry i'd take a while before stopping with the names.&lt;br /&gt;15) red or pink?&lt;br /&gt;pink.red = blood = prisia.besides...pink x white = STRAWBERRY MILKSHAKE COMBINATION!&lt;br /&gt;16) what is your least favourite thing about yourself?&lt;br /&gt;my envy for others?(o sweet sweet palm tree homunculus of FMA with the same name!)&lt;br /&gt;17) who do you miss the most?&lt;br /&gt;people are ephemeral.many things on earth are liabilities.i don't miss.&lt;br /&gt;18) do you want evryone to do this?&lt;br /&gt;they can go ahead if they're stupid enough.&lt;br /&gt;19) what colour pants/skirt and shoes are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;i've got black long trousers on,and i'm wearing transparent shoes made of air.&lt;br /&gt;20) what was the last thing you ate?&lt;br /&gt;mum's SUPER NICE OREO CHEESECAKE!yes dione be jealous!&lt;br /&gt;21) what are you listening to right now?&lt;br /&gt;Hello Goodbye - The Beatles.Ok so what if I'm fourteen and listening to the Beatles,I like this song!Next two in line: Pretty Fly For A White Guy - The Offspring,Mr Roboto - Queen.Then O Fortuna - Carl Orff,and Seigi No Shisha - Shaman King (theme of the X Laws),and Dragon Lady - Forbidden City OST,not to mention Mountain Town - South Park The Movie and La Resistance - South Park The Movie. -.-&lt;br /&gt;(I find interest in many types of music,but don't give half a care for Stars Are Blind.)&lt;br /&gt;22) if you were a crayon, what colour would you be?&lt;br /&gt;baby blue and white striped.i love that colour combination (blue x yellow,pink x white,blue x green,black x white,red x black x white and blue x silver rock too!)&lt;br /&gt;23) favourite smell?&lt;br /&gt;pink candy floss!whee (: (levan wee's cig follows,for some reason.it smells sweet,then reeks of certain bitter death.)&lt;br /&gt;24) who was the last person you spoke to on the phone?&lt;br /&gt;can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;25) the first thing you notice about people you're attracted to.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know!i just like them.&lt;br /&gt;26) do you like the person who sent this to you?&lt;br /&gt;i found this on isis's page.i like isis,but as a friend. ;)&lt;br /&gt;27) favourite drink?&lt;br /&gt;lemonade.oreo ice-blended with pearls is nice too.lemonade ROCKS.&lt;br /&gt;28) favourite sport?&lt;br /&gt;kendo kendo kendo kendo kendo NINJADO!&lt;br /&gt;29) eye colour?&lt;br /&gt;black with a little ring of blue (i swear the blue is true.)&lt;br /&gt;30) hat size?&lt;br /&gt;dunno.&lt;br /&gt;31) do you wear contacts?&lt;br /&gt;nope.unless i want to look like a total bimbo,i shall stick with the One True Choice Of Specs for me - LONG LIVE EMO SPECS!(i didn't know they were called emo specs.i just like more rectangular specs.)&lt;br /&gt;32) favourite food?&lt;br /&gt;CURRY RAMEN FROM WARAKU!!!&lt;br /&gt;33) scary movies or happy endings?&lt;br /&gt;endings from A Series Of Unfortunate Events.&lt;br /&gt;34) last movie you saw at the movies.&lt;br /&gt;Monster House.It sucked.I thought Bones would be a solid character,but he went all girly before he got consumed.&lt;br /&gt;35) what colour shirt are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;black.with superman's logo in glitters on the front.&lt;br /&gt;36) summer or winter?&lt;br /&gt;Winter.Ice Is Nice.&lt;br /&gt;37) hugs or kisses?&lt;br /&gt;As long as they're given to inanimate objects,it's ok.but for now hershey's kisses are the best.&lt;br /&gt;38) favourite dessert?&lt;br /&gt;MUM'S SUPER NICE OREO CHEESECAKE WHICH DIONE WANTS TO TRY!!!AHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;39) what book are you reading?&lt;br /&gt;Kushiel's Chosen.It sucks.I think so,at least.&lt;br /&gt;40) what's on your mouse pad?&lt;br /&gt;ads.&lt;br /&gt;41) what did you watch on tv last night?&lt;br /&gt;I watched Inuyasha on wednesday!but nothing much last night.&lt;br /&gt;42) favourite sounds?&lt;br /&gt;:* not telling you :$ .you'll die laughing.&lt;br /&gt;43) rolling stones or the beatles?&lt;br /&gt;BEATLES BEATLES BEATLES tohellwiththerollingstones!!!&lt;br /&gt;44) what is the farthest you have been from home?&lt;br /&gt;...Germany?Ten years ago?&lt;br /&gt;45) what's your special talent?&lt;br /&gt;I give a mean Terra impression.&lt;br /&gt;46) where were you born?&lt;br /&gt;TMC.&lt;br /&gt;5 people to do this:the red pill or the blue pill?(translation:you choose.)&lt;br /&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;[x] hugged someone in school&lt;br /&gt;- liyana-san,the secret's out.i still miss you.&lt;br /&gt;[x] gotten a detention&lt;br /&gt;- from sean lim.keh.&lt;br /&gt;[] smoked in school&lt;br /&gt;[x] cried in school&lt;br /&gt;- khs.me being impressionable and all.&lt;br /&gt;[x] made new friends&lt;br /&gt;total: 4&lt;br /&gt;[x] watched a football game?&lt;br /&gt;- fell asleep while watching,of course.&lt;br /&gt;[x] watched a soccer game?&lt;br /&gt;- that was a paraphrasing.&lt;br /&gt;[x] watched a baseball game&lt;br /&gt;- Eddie's Million Dollar Cook-Off.Dumb show.&lt;br /&gt;[x] watched a netball game&lt;br /&gt;- people in CCA&lt;br /&gt;[x] stood up for someone being made fun of&lt;br /&gt;- why do you think i had almost no social life in primary school?&lt;br /&gt;total: 5&lt;br /&gt;[] broken up with someone during school&lt;br /&gt;[x] argued with a teacher&lt;br /&gt;- the epic battle between mrs franklin and me = an eternal memory.oh,and ms wan.mostly the both of them.&lt;br /&gt;[x] got a 100% on a test&lt;br /&gt;- p1 chinese.classic.&lt;br /&gt;[x] walked to school&lt;br /&gt;- p6&lt;br /&gt;[x] drove/driven to school&lt;br /&gt;- yeah.all the time.&lt;br /&gt;total: 4&lt;br /&gt;[x] got dropped off at school&lt;br /&gt;- d'uh.&lt;br /&gt;[x] heard a rumour of yourself&lt;br /&gt;- there was always at least one.&lt;br /&gt;[x] gone to school under the influence&lt;br /&gt;- CAFFEINE!!!&lt;br /&gt;[x] did something illegal at school&lt;br /&gt;- look in my bag,and you'll almost always find a digital camera.vital part of me.&lt;br /&gt;[] missed school when you weren't sick&lt;br /&gt;- i wish.&lt;br /&gt;total: 3&lt;br /&gt;[x] failed a test&lt;br /&gt;- my first history test,and that was only the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;[x] failed a class&lt;br /&gt;- all my humanities got killed off in mid year.it wasn't supposed to happen for lit...darn.&lt;br /&gt;[x] made an excuse for homework not being done&lt;br /&gt;- OF COURSE.you can't just say you didn't because you didn't...right?&lt;br /&gt;[x] the teacher believed your lame excuse&lt;br /&gt;- very grudgingy&lt;br /&gt;[x] crushed on a teacher&lt;br /&gt;- CRUD my ears are turning red.&lt;br /&gt;total: 5&lt;br /&gt;[x] hit on a teacher&lt;br /&gt;- as a joke.he didn't believe it at all.&lt;br /&gt;[x] hate a teacher&lt;br /&gt;- too many.&lt;br /&gt;[x] was involved with a sport?&lt;br /&gt;- aren't we all?&lt;br /&gt;[] on student council?&lt;br /&gt;- student council people deserve to be shot.as in till they're unrecognisable.i hate hate hate hate HATE STUDENT COUNCIL MEMBERS TO THE ENDS OF THE WORLD.&lt;br /&gt;[x] in a club&lt;br /&gt;- LONG LIVE ELDDS!!!&lt;br /&gt;total: 3&lt;br /&gt;[ ] got a scholarship&lt;br /&gt;- scholarship for delinquency?i'm aiming for it.&lt;br /&gt;[x] got an award&lt;br /&gt;- ...yeah.&lt;br /&gt;[x] fallen asleep in school&lt;br /&gt;- mr c. lim and ms j. thang know this all too well.&lt;br /&gt;[x] gotten into trouble for falling asleep in class&lt;br /&gt;- sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;[x] had your phone go off in class&lt;br /&gt;- about a week ago.thankfully in between lessons.woops.&lt;br /&gt;total: 4&lt;br /&gt;[] had your phone taken away&lt;br /&gt;- okaasan tried.i gave her my gaming chip instead.&lt;br /&gt;[x] lied to a teacher&lt;br /&gt;- 75% of the time it's inadvertent.&lt;br /&gt;[x] laughed so hard you cried in class&lt;br /&gt;- thank you ms wan for letting us slam you and imply a relationship with mr ang.but you're both engaged to other people anyway.&lt;br /&gt;[] eaten lunch in the bathroom&lt;br /&gt;- sean lim does that!&lt;br /&gt;[] missed a week of school at once&lt;br /&gt;- nope.&lt;br /&gt;total: 2&lt;br /&gt;do/did/will you...?&lt;br /&gt;[x] enjoy school&lt;br /&gt;- sure.kinda.&lt;br /&gt;[x] excited for the summer&lt;br /&gt;- HOLIDAYS.&lt;br /&gt;[x] taking summer school&lt;br /&gt;- DIE REMEDIAL DIE.&lt;br /&gt;[] have a summer job&lt;br /&gt;- gad i wish i had one in a local theatre company,but they can't get enough of kim wakerman.&lt;br /&gt;[x] going somewhere&lt;br /&gt;- yeah, i have tuition.&lt;br /&gt;total: 4&lt;br /&gt;finally, add up all the 'x's you have.the multiply by 2.then that is how exciting your school life is/has been.&lt;br /&gt;34 x 2 = 68.&lt;br /&gt;satisfactory.&lt;br /&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;NAOMI YOU KNOW THAT I DO NOT TRIFLE EXCESSIVELY WITH THE MATTERS OF LOVE!&lt;br /&gt;01) single, taken or crushing?&lt;br /&gt;- single,but taken,and forever so.taken as in taken out of the whole love thing.occasionally crushing,but not going to make any moves.&lt;br /&gt;02) are you happy with your life now?&lt;br /&gt;- It could be better if a few eyesores moved out,a few positive changes came in,etc.&lt;br /&gt;03) when you meet the right person, do you fall in love with him fast?&lt;br /&gt;- out of love,don't wanna go back.&lt;br /&gt;04) have you ever had your heart broken?&lt;br /&gt;-that should explain me being out of love.&lt;br /&gt;05) do you believe there are some circumstances where cheating love is acceptable?&lt;br /&gt;- bluhbluhbluhbluhbluh.not listening!&lt;br /&gt;06) would you take someone back if he cheats on you?&lt;br /&gt;- GET OUTTA MY SIGHT YOU *&amp;amp;(!ing %$#^ing @*^# !!!&lt;br /&gt;07) have you talked about marriage with another before?&lt;br /&gt;- nope.&lt;br /&gt;08) do you want children?&lt;br /&gt;- i'll adopt if i ever want one.&lt;br /&gt;09) how many?&lt;br /&gt;- one,if at all.a major battle would occur if i had any more.&lt;br /&gt;10) would you consider adoption?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes,definitely.&lt;br /&gt;11) if someone likes you right now, what do you think is the best way to let you know his feelings?&lt;br /&gt;- whatever he says,he won't get the green light.&lt;br /&gt;12) do you enjoy getting into relationship?&lt;br /&gt;- no.but i can straddle the guys i crush on!(if each guy was a DDR arrow on a DDR mat,I'd never be able to keep up with the song.)&lt;br /&gt;13) be honest,what is the furthest you and your ex did?&lt;br /&gt;- all i've ever had were,are,and will be,crushes.&lt;br /&gt;14) do you believe in love at first sight?&lt;br /&gt;- no.&lt;br /&gt;15) are you romantic?&lt;br /&gt;- the opposite,and beyond that.&lt;br /&gt;16) do you believe you can change someone?&lt;br /&gt;- subconsciously,i have caused people to become a shrivelled shadow of their once glorious selves.so yes.&lt;br /&gt;17) if you could get married somewhere,where would it be?&lt;br /&gt;- in the busy city of tokyo.the attention'd be great.&lt;br /&gt;18) do you easily give in when you are fighting?&lt;br /&gt;- too easily,if i do.&lt;br /&gt;19)do you have feelings for someone right now?&lt;br /&gt;- yes. :$ i've gotta suppress it!&lt;br /&gt;20) have you ever wished that you could have had someone but you messed it up?&lt;br /&gt;- i wouldn't care.&lt;br /&gt;21) have you ever broken a heart?&lt;br /&gt;- no.&lt;br /&gt;22) if one day your best friend fall in love with the guy you deeply in love with,what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;- take him for me naomi,he's a bother.&lt;br /&gt;23) are you missing someone now?&lt;br /&gt;- no.&lt;br /&gt;Now you have to ask 5 of your friends to do this survey in their blogs.Write down their names in the list below.Tag them in their blog to let them know.&lt;br /&gt;the list---&gt;red pill,or blue pill.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20652746-115894745254792553?l=na-nashi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/feeds/115894745254792553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20652746&amp;postID=115894745254792553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/115894745254792553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/115894745254792553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/2006/09/randomness-revival_22.html' title='randomness revival'/><author><name>the ornitier girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12639703091772656188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20652746.post-115887297815369288</id><published>2006-09-21T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T14:09:38.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday of pain</title><content type='html'>"RAVEN Robin, you know me better than anyone. You should know there are places in my mind where you can't go- (Extreme close-up of her eyes.) -where no one should ever go. (Pull back.)&lt;br /&gt;ROBIN I'm willing to try if you'll-&lt;br /&gt;RAVEN I can't.&lt;br /&gt;ROBIN Tell me what's going on.&lt;br /&gt;RAVEN Just trust me. If you knew anything about the day of my birth... (walking off) ...you'd know there's nothing to celebrate."&lt;br /&gt;Today,I cast away my life as a thirteen-year-old,to partake in the arts of adjusting to the lifestyle of a new age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Inner Vivi:On the first day of the exams,you're posting?You're mad.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This birthday will be particularly painful - today is the English end year examination.On the bright side,the whole school remembers my birthday.And on the dark side,it's not "my birthday" they're remembering,but the english exam.&lt;br /&gt;"SLADE I have to say, Raven, when I found out the truth, I was very impressed. All this time, I had no idea - the power lurking inside you. The glorious destiny that awaits. It's always the quiet ones, isn't it? But honestly - did you think you could just blow the candles and wish it all away? Today is the day it begins. You've known this all your life; it is going to happen, and no matter what you wish, no matter where you go, no matter how you squirm, there is nothing you can do to stop it. "&lt;br /&gt;I've had to defer celebrations for my birthday till about a fortnight later,for the end year exams,those cursed things.And the way I myself attempt to celebrate my birthday is getting nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;It's not a celebration for me today;it's an induction.It entails listening to Carmina Burana as many times as I can help it,at half past three in the morning.And reading the transcript of Birthmark.At least I won't have to deal with the likes of a &lt;i&gt;certain&lt;/i&gt; male teacher I don't want to see.(The last time I saw him face-to-face was when we ran into each other in the dining hall,and the left side of my face was soon paralysed in absolute red burning fire where he could see it.)But heck,it's my birthday,and anything can happen...except maybe Gong Li coming over personally from whatever she's doing to wish me happy birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone,altogether now,quietly please...&lt;i&gt;"Happy birthday to you,happy birthday to you,happy birthday to vivi x faith...happy birthday to you..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make a wish now,vivi.&lt;br /&gt;"I wish for ten thousand more wishes."(investing for the future lol)&lt;br /&gt;VOICE FROM SKY Hey you can't do that!Wish for something else!&lt;br /&gt;"I wish that one day I may make something of myself.Something I,and the rest of the world,can be proud of.I'm not going to wish what my classmates think I'll wish.I have no interest in the pursuit of love.I wish for my future instead."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20652746-115887297815369288?l=na-nashi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/feeds/115887297815369288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20652746&amp;postID=115887297815369288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/115887297815369288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/115887297815369288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/2006/09/happy-birthday-of-pain.html' title='happy birthday of pain'/><author><name>the ornitier girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12639703091772656188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20652746.post-115865048773034276</id><published>2006-09-18T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T00:21:31.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>vigil broken</title><content type='html'>i know the vigil is broken.&lt;br /&gt;three days to the english final paper.&lt;br /&gt;but this pertains to the english final paper anyhows.&lt;br /&gt;I GOT 85% FOR ENGLISH ORAL AGAIN!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'M V.V.V.V.V.HAPPY!OHYES!&lt;br /&gt;I thought I wouldn't have gotten 17/20 again,but I was wrong!&lt;br /&gt;As usual it's the highest mark in class.&lt;br /&gt;This time,four people got the highest in class.Only I maintained mine.Unless Kay Wei got 17/20 last year as well (:&lt;br /&gt;And Mrs Foo was marking!(I honestly thought I was going to go down just a little bit...)&lt;br /&gt;*hops around in sheer joy*&lt;br /&gt;(still nothing could beat that one moment in p5 when Ms E came in and announced that I got a 19/20.That was the moment of oral to stop all moments of oral.)&lt;br /&gt;I still remember little fragments of Memoirs Of A Geisha flying around in my head while I was reading.&lt;br /&gt;"I'm afraid it's the other way around, focus on your studies Chiyo, music, the art of conversation,that's the surest way to attract a patron on your feet, not off them!"&lt;br /&gt;I managed to make her laugh just a little bit.We were asked to name a job we wanted to do during the holidays.I'd have nothing to say for most of the things I wanted to be,so I chose one of my...second-class resorts.&lt;br /&gt;"I'd like to be a reporter."&lt;br /&gt;And soon we were on to the question of whether I blogged or not.&lt;br /&gt;I said yes,but (on Ms Wan's advice that we could fabricate something if we lost real-life inspiration) I password-protected it so other people couldn't come in and make stupid comments.People like my brother,who,on a side note,was and is slowly losing his neck to layers of lipids.She laughed.&lt;br /&gt;I'll try for eighteen next year.&lt;br /&gt;(On a side note,I gave about five standing ovations during Forbidden City.Yes it's that good.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20652746-115865048773034276?l=na-nashi.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20652746.post-115795682055879999</id><published>2006-09-10T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T23:40:21.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mobilisation deferred,</title><content type='html'>the mobilisation of the grammar police has been deferred.&lt;br /&gt;in favour of stuff like *cue X-Law theme music*...THE FINAL YEAR EXAMS!!!&lt;br /&gt;which explains why i shouldn't be blogging much for the next month or so.&lt;br /&gt;And this time,unless something truly stupid happens,nothing will come of my adventures,misadventures,etc.&lt;br /&gt;so long,for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20652746-115795682055879999?l=na-nashi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20652746.post-115761559357552966</id><published>2006-09-07T00:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T09:03:57.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>grammar police</title><content type='html'>i haven't been blogging for a while.&lt;br /&gt;i've been working on other things,including but not limited to The Bastardisation Of Friday Weekly Posters,The Attack Of The Grammar Police,and other things like that.&lt;br /&gt;and i DO NOT sympathise with Steve Irwin.&lt;br /&gt;it was his fault he died anyway.&lt;br /&gt;anyone in the area of wildlife observation is at any point in the time they engage in a project subject to physical attacks on their hapless selves.&lt;br /&gt;DUH.&lt;br /&gt;anyway,the mobilisation of the grammar police will begin.soon.and the bastardisation pics will come too.though among all of them i like the one of FIR the most.&lt;div 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girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12639703091772656188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20652746.post-115730574790056907</id><published>2006-09-03T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T10:49:13.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ANOTHER QUIZ!</title><content type='html'>1.full name&lt;br /&gt;faith sim jia rui&lt;br /&gt;2. name backwards&lt;br /&gt;iur aij mis htiaf (...)&lt;br /&gt;3. were you named after someone?&lt;br /&gt;how should i know?!&lt;br /&gt;4. meaning of the name&lt;br /&gt;belief?for pete's sake anyone who knows me knows that i can't be trusted very much,believe in atheism and is easily shaken.&lt;br /&gt;5. nickname&lt;br /&gt;sexy stick -.-(ARGH TEREZA HOW COULD YOU)&lt;br /&gt;6. screen name&lt;br /&gt;Vivi Nefertari.&lt;br /&gt;Or on MSN...&lt;br /&gt;faith x vivi© aish'teru,shikamaru!! narutard. black is the heart and soul of every living being&lt;br /&gt;(only because ms anti said that green is love.)&lt;br /&gt;7. date of birth&lt;br /&gt;22/09/1992&lt;br /&gt;8. place of birth&lt;br /&gt;tmc ^^.&lt;br /&gt;9. nationality&lt;br /&gt;singaporean.WE'RE NOT ORIENTAL!AND WE'RE PART OF ASIA!&lt;br /&gt;10. current location&lt;br /&gt;comp room.ALL YOUR BASE ARE BELONG TO US.HAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;11. star sign&lt;br /&gt;virgo x libra.people argue between whether i'm a virgo or libra,but i say,i saw virgo first,so it's virgo for me.&lt;br /&gt;12. religion&lt;br /&gt;ATHEIST.End of story.&lt;br /&gt;13. height&lt;br /&gt;172cm.I can embrace Orochimaru-sama ^^.&lt;br /&gt;14. weight&lt;br /&gt;45.6 .Orochimaru-sama can lift me up ^^.&lt;br /&gt;15. shoe size&lt;br /&gt;6.5&lt;br /&gt;16. hair colour&lt;br /&gt;Dark brown.&lt;br /&gt;17. eye colour&lt;br /&gt;Dark brown too.&lt;br /&gt;18. who do i look like&lt;br /&gt;trouble.of course!&lt;br /&gt;(though i long to dress as orochimaru-sama)&lt;br /&gt;19. innie or outtie&lt;br /&gt;half in half out.though i'd like it better in.&lt;br /&gt;20. righty or lefty&lt;br /&gt;LEFT!OHYES!WE'RE CREATIVE AND ALL!&lt;br /&gt;21. gay, straight, bi or others?&lt;br /&gt;Why should I care when I'm not going to apply that knowledge in practical?Ever?!&lt;br /&gt;22. best friend&lt;br /&gt;NAOMI SEOW.GET DOWN HERE AND SHOW THE WHOLE COHORT WHO THE MOST SIAO PEOPLE IN CEDAR ARE!&lt;br /&gt;23. best friend you trust most&lt;br /&gt;I confide in inanimate objects.I've had enough of the world to know that it's never a good thing to confide in living things.Even a plant.&lt;br /&gt;24. fave pals&lt;br /&gt;Next Question.&lt;br /&gt;25. best friend opposite sex&lt;br /&gt;why'd i find a friend in THEM?!&lt;br /&gt;26. best buddies&lt;br /&gt;dude these questions are paraphrasings of each other!&lt;br /&gt;27. boyfriend or girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;I'll never need this information,so...&lt;br /&gt;Next Question.&lt;br /&gt;28. crush&lt;br /&gt;I don't think this needs any explanation.THIS IS A BLOG FOR ___'S SAKE!PEOPLE READ IT!Besides,I think you know too much for me to properly answer this question.&lt;br /&gt;29. parents&lt;br /&gt;i'd shut myself off.if i could.i have the honesty of a nine-year-old for the most part.&lt;br /&gt;30. worst enemy&lt;br /&gt;I refer to my worst enemy as an antithesis.And I think you know that as well.&lt;br /&gt;31. fave online guy&lt;br /&gt;Changes from time to time&lt;br /&gt;32. fave online girl&lt;br /&gt;Ditto.&lt;br /&gt;33. funniest friend&lt;br /&gt;They're usually laughing at,and not with me.But for the most part,I'm the provider of comic relief.&lt;br /&gt;34. craziest friend&lt;br /&gt;PRISIA ONG.The one with flexible mostthings and the ability to withstand inhuman pain.&lt;br /&gt;35. advice friend&lt;br /&gt;One of my policies in life is that I have the right to fall,as long as I get up by myself.&lt;br /&gt;36. loudest friend&lt;br /&gt;X J CHEW.YES YOU.&lt;br /&gt;38. any sisters&lt;br /&gt;One.&lt;br /&gt;39. any brothers&lt;br /&gt;Two too many.&lt;br /&gt;40. any pets&lt;br /&gt;None to call my own really.But me and kitty = love.&lt;br /&gt;41. any diseases&lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;42. pager&lt;br /&gt;that's fine.as a last resort!&lt;br /&gt;43. personal phone line&lt;br /&gt;i wish.&lt;br /&gt;44. cell phone&lt;br /&gt;as i write this,my phone is going through a retard spasm.&lt;br /&gt;45. lava lamp&lt;br /&gt;looks nice.&lt;br /&gt;46. pool or hot tub&lt;br /&gt;WHY OH WHY SUCH A HARD CHOICE TO MAKE!I WANT A PERSONAL INDOOR HEATED SWIMMING POOL!1.2-1.6m deep!&lt;br /&gt;47. car&lt;br /&gt;i got my driving license at four ^^.at legoland -.-&lt;br /&gt;48. personality&lt;br /&gt;Randomly Versatile.But for the most part the bad image works.&lt;br /&gt;49. driving&lt;br /&gt;is expensive.&lt;br /&gt;50. car or you want to have&lt;br /&gt;Singapore=Saloon car.Simple is good.&lt;br /&gt;America=THE FERRARI IS MINE!AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;51. room&lt;br /&gt;Shared room with sis.Though for the most part it's more mine than hers.&lt;br /&gt;52. what's missing&lt;br /&gt;Too many things for normal human life.Including motivation.&lt;br /&gt;53. school&lt;br /&gt;KHS YOU EVIL FRICKING EVIL FLIMSY EXCUSE FOR A SCHOOL THAT'S ACTUALLY A NAZI CONCENTRATION CAMP!...oh,and Cedar.&lt;br /&gt;54. bed&lt;br /&gt;super single.growing out of it.&lt;br /&gt;55. relationship with parents&lt;br /&gt;practically nothing.Dad and me have a computer-generated relationship though,and it works for us.Mum's taken by The Little Sister,so I won't go there.&lt;br /&gt;56. believe in yourself&lt;br /&gt;I know better than to do that.&lt;br /&gt;57. believe in love at first sight&lt;br /&gt;Crush,maybe,love,dream on.&lt;br /&gt;58. good listener&lt;br /&gt;____ gave me two ears and one mouth.But I use the mouth better.&lt;br /&gt;59. get along with parents&lt;br /&gt;For the most part.But Mum's taken by The Little Sister.&lt;br /&gt;60. save email convos&lt;br /&gt;who does that again?&lt;br /&gt;61. pray&lt;br /&gt;no!&lt;br /&gt;62. believe in reincarnation&lt;br /&gt;A bit.We've gotta be recycled somehow.&lt;br /&gt;63. like to make fun of people&lt;br /&gt;If anything!&lt;br /&gt;64. like to talk on the phone&lt;br /&gt;words are better written,typed,or texted.&lt;br /&gt;65. want to get married&lt;br /&gt;Far from it.I'll probably only harbour this desire around the time when Britain decides to speak Cantonese instead of English as its main language.I.E. NEVER.&lt;br /&gt;66. like to drive&lt;br /&gt;I like to drive people crazy.Ohyes.&lt;br /&gt;67. motion sickness&lt;br /&gt;NEVAH&lt;br /&gt;68. eat stem or broccoli&lt;br /&gt;Almost Never.&lt;br /&gt;69. eat chicken with fork&lt;br /&gt;Depends on which part.&lt;br /&gt;70. dream in colour&lt;br /&gt;YES!&lt;br /&gt;71. type with fingers on home row&lt;br /&gt;I'm not that perfect.I use random fingers.&lt;br /&gt;72. sleep with stuffed animals&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong with that,when me + kitty = love.&lt;br /&gt;73. next to you&lt;br /&gt;Tinky Winky's BAG!!!!I mean...my Nightmare Before Christmas bag.&lt;br /&gt;74. on the walls of your room&lt;br /&gt;Gaara,Naruto,Shikamaru,Sakura,Luffy,Vivi,A Couple More People I Don't Remember.ANIME POSTERS ROCK!&lt;br /&gt;75. mouse pad&lt;br /&gt;Advertisement for Creative Sound Cards.&lt;br /&gt;76. dream car&lt;br /&gt;FERRARI.&lt;br /&gt;77. dream date&lt;br /&gt;Unless you can take anime characters out of the tv screen/comic book/computer screen,the answer to this question will not be necessary.Otherwise...&lt;br /&gt;Nara Shikamaru,Gaara,Uchiha Itachi,Uchiha Sasuke,Kurosaki Ichigo,Edward Elric,Roy Mustang,Envy,Sanji,Roronoa Zoro,Miroku,Sesshoumaru and Hyuuga Neji will all have to come out and face each other in a sort of lineup while I slowly choose from the lot.&lt;br /&gt;78. dream honeymoon spot&lt;br /&gt;Suidobashi,Tokyo.It's dark there around nine.Beautiful place.But I'm not getting married!Heh.&lt;br /&gt;79. dream husband or wife&lt;br /&gt;He must have the looks of Ichigo or Sasuke,the personality of Roy,the attitude of Itachi,the intellect of Shikamaru,the perverseness of Gaara,the coolness of Sesshoumaru,the dress sense of Itachi,the hairstyle of Miroku (his little ponytail is so cute),the strength of Zoro,the abilities of Sanji,the special powers of Envy,and the motivation of Edward.Yup.Apparently too difficult for the human race to fulfil.&lt;br /&gt;80. bed time&lt;br /&gt;As long as I can get up,it's not your concern.&lt;br /&gt;81. under your bed&lt;br /&gt;Random things.&lt;br /&gt;82. single most important question&lt;br /&gt;At the point I am now,is it worthwhile to continue living?&lt;br /&gt;83. bad time of the day&lt;br /&gt;Lots of them.&lt;br /&gt;84. your worst fear&lt;br /&gt;I have too many worst fears.&lt;br /&gt;85. the weather is...&lt;br /&gt;Somewhat warm for a very dark night.&lt;br /&gt;86. time&lt;br /&gt;1.34 am&lt;br /&gt;87. date&lt;br /&gt;4 september 2006.Ten days to Zaku's birthday,eleven to Kakashi's birthday,eighteen days to Shikamaru's birthday (not to mention mine)!&lt;br /&gt;88. best trick you ever did on someone&lt;br /&gt;Dunno.They're usually v.v. lame.Like standing silently behind someone and waiting for them to turn round and SCREAM REAL LOUD!&lt;br /&gt;89. theme song&lt;br /&gt;Kuja's Theme - Final Fantasy IX = EXCELLENCE.&lt;br /&gt;90. hardest thing about growing up&lt;br /&gt;greatER expectations&lt;br /&gt;91. funniest experience&lt;br /&gt;too many.&lt;br /&gt;92. scariest moment&lt;br /&gt;all you need to know is that sng-sensei inflicted it.&lt;br /&gt;93. silliest thing you have ever said.&lt;br /&gt;too many as well.&lt;br /&gt;94. most despo or funny thing you have ever done to get the attention of the opposite sex.&lt;br /&gt;confess my love to a guy i REALLY REALLY REALLY hated.&lt;br /&gt;95. scariest thing that happened to you when you were with your friends&lt;br /&gt;forgot!&lt;br /&gt;96. worst feeling&lt;br /&gt;Schadenfreude.&lt;br /&gt;97. best feeling&lt;br /&gt;Schadenfreude.&lt;br /&gt;98. 5 people to do this.&lt;br /&gt;Once again Naomi,I have happily inflicted this on you.To the rest of you,you have the liberty to do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20652746-115730574790056907?l=na-nashi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/feeds/115730574790056907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20652746&amp;postID=115730574790056907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/115730574790056907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/115730574790056907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/2006/09/another-quiz.html' title='ANOTHER QUIZ!'/><author><name>the ornitier girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12639703091772656188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20652746.post-115695055514542206</id><published>2006-08-30T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T22:20:18.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>for now.</title><content type='html'>so...&lt;br /&gt;sng-sensei no otousan shin da.&lt;br /&gt;somehow i feel his pain.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why.at all.&lt;br /&gt;an empty feeling like what happened when i watched the hokage's funeral.&lt;br /&gt;i don't cry at funerals.&lt;br /&gt;not yet,at least.&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes,when i will myself to,i don't.&lt;br /&gt;and for that i've only attended about three in my life,not counting sarutobi-sensei.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't miss mr sng while he was away from cedar (even less after that very unflattering picture of him in INK that inadvertently gave him a sort of SPARE TYRE),but i didn't know this was why he was absent.&lt;br /&gt;and now i do.&lt;br /&gt;and it hurts.just a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;like where gaara hurt when no one would play with him and everyone called him a monster and told him to die.&lt;br /&gt;sng-sensei no otousan must have been a good man,for him to have imparted to mr sng everything that we now come to identify him with.&lt;br /&gt;this includes his occasional craziness (ohyes.).but being completely sane all the time can be very very scary.&lt;br /&gt;not to mention his fervent love for god as he knows it.(i only added the "as he knows it" because i remain an atheist.)&lt;br /&gt;and of course how he'd like his productions to have meaning.&lt;br /&gt;"Everything in life is only for now."&lt;br /&gt;- Princeton,For Now,Avenue Q.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"At the temple, there is a poem called 'Loss', carved into the stone. It has three words, but the poet has scratched them out. You cannot read 'Loss'... Only feel it."&lt;br /&gt;- Nitta Sayuri,Memoirs Of A Geisha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pippin: I didn't think it would end this way.&lt;br /&gt;Gandalf: End? No, the journey doesn't end here. Death is just another path . . . one that we must all take. The grey rain-curtain of this world rolls back, and all turns to silver glass... And then you see it.&lt;br /&gt;Pippin: What, Gandalf? See what?&lt;br /&gt;Gandalf: White shores . . . and beyond. A far green country, under a swift sunrise.&lt;br /&gt;Pippin: Well, that isn't so bad.&lt;br /&gt;Gandalf: [Softly:] No... No it isn't."&lt;br /&gt;- Pippin and Gandalf,Lord Of The Rings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Every blade in the field,&lt;br /&gt;Every leaf in the forest,&lt;br /&gt;Lays down its life in its season,&lt;br /&gt;As beautifully as it was taken up."&lt;br /&gt;- Henry David Thoreau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Life is but a passing dream, but the death that follows is eternal"&lt;br /&gt;- Seymour,FFX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How can you prove that we exist? Maybe we don't exist..."&lt;br /&gt;- Vivi Ornitier,FFIX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To be forgotten is worse than death."&lt;br /&gt;- Freya Crescent,FFIX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"All life fears death from birth. Life fears death, but lives only to die. It starts with anxiety. Anxiety becomes fear. Fear leads to anger... anger leads to hate... hate leads to suffering..."&lt;br /&gt;- Necron,FFIX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The cycle of nature and your stupid plan don't mean a thing. Aeris is gone. Aeris will no longer talk, no longer laugh, cry... or get angry... What about us... what are WE supposed to do? What about my pain? My fingers are tingling. My mouth is dry. My eyes are burning!"&lt;br /&gt;- Cloud Strife (on Aeris),FFVII&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sky cries for your father,Mr Sng.Yesterday,today,and probably tomorrow as well.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy you smiled when I sent my condolences about your father.&lt;br /&gt;I know your eyes were red before going to receive your gift from your class.&lt;br /&gt;But don't worry,the sun'll shine again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20652746-115695055514542206?l=na-nashi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/feeds/115695055514542206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20652746&amp;postID=115695055514542206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;em&gt;and broke Piggy's bones!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Oh," said Piggy,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"that's not fair!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Oh," said the driver,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I don't care!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got the Audition installation CD!&lt;br /&gt;And...&lt;br /&gt;I nearly died today.&lt;br /&gt;Really.&lt;br /&gt;It all started when I went to the bookshop today.&lt;br /&gt;I looked at the magazines,and saw that Lime Magazine had the Audition installation CD,and that there was an article about Ronin.&lt;br /&gt;Finding sufficient justification to get the magazine,I went in and paid the lady three dollars.&lt;br /&gt;I noticed the words SINGAPORE IDOL GIANT POSTER on the cover of the newspaper,and immediately the name of one of my classmates (the only one to openly confess her love for a Singapore Idol contestant to the usually apathetic me) flashed in my head.In Broadway lights.&lt;br /&gt;Yes,I would give the poster to her.After all,it didn't seem like anyone else'd come and stab me with a dagger or something.&lt;br /&gt;But they nearly did.&lt;br /&gt;I went into 2C and told her,&lt;br /&gt;"I've got something you want."&lt;br /&gt;She was silent for the moment,as I reached in and pulled the staples holding it down away from the poster,before handing it to her.&lt;br /&gt;"OH MY GOD YOU'RE GIVING IT TO ME?!?!?!"&lt;br /&gt;Several of my other classmates stood up to look at us.&lt;br /&gt;I said yes,I was giving it to her.&lt;br /&gt;She was high,to use a near-appropriate word.&lt;br /&gt;"THANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOU!!!"&lt;br /&gt;The next thing I knew,two arms clung to my neck and would not let go.&lt;br /&gt;I felt her warmth against mine,but before all of you get the wrong idea,I shall return to the main subject matter.&lt;br /&gt;I was choking.&lt;br /&gt;With what was possibly my dying breath I yelled,"ARGH MURDER!!!AAAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;My whole life flashed before...ah never mind.It stopped after about one nanosecond.&lt;br /&gt;She let go and said Thank You.&lt;br /&gt;I told her she was welcome,but my throat still hurt,&lt;br /&gt;There's still a little blockage in my neck,but it's settled.&lt;br /&gt;A couple of my classmates still harbour a little bit of a grudge towards me though.&lt;br /&gt;It'll be solved soon enough.I hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20652746-115674899507256803?l=na-nashi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/feeds/115674899507256803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20652746&amp;postID=115674899507256803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/115674899507256803'/><link 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LOL..&lt;br /&gt;four. have fun! ((:&lt;br /&gt;1. *how many crushes do you have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many for a girl of fourteen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. *i will recommend this song called ____ by ____.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dirty Harry by Gorillaz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. *mummy, when i grow up i wanna be a...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leader of Singaporean theatre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. *describe yourself with at least 5 points&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`My name is Faith Sim&lt;br /&gt;`There are many things I don't like&lt;br /&gt;`and a few things that I like&lt;br /&gt;`But one of those things is NAN KOTSU RAMEN!&lt;br /&gt;`I'm like salt and vinegar chips: Whether loved or abhorred,I canNOT be ignored for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. *the most intimidating thing you've done to the opposite sex is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proclaim my love for a guy I hated a lot in Chinese tuition.For the next half hour,my face burned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. *your next dream birthday present will be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To enter the Broadway version of Avenue Q.As Kate.(Kate is an admirable monster ^^.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. *what do you wanna tell your current crush/ex/current lover?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you'd get an STD you stupid exes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. *who are the next people chosen to do this quiz?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naomi,I condemn you to this stupid quiz.The rest of you can go ahead if you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*   *   *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I'm afraid of silence.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I Talk A LOT when I get really nervous. (I talk a lot either way you look at it,so there.)&lt;br /&gt;[x] I am really ticklish.(stupid xiaojun and prisia)&lt;br /&gt;[x] I'm afraid of the dark.(meep.)&lt;br /&gt;[x] I'm afraid of facing my back to open doors at night.(eek.)&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can't sleep in a room if the door is open.(yes.what'd happen to all the air-con?!)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I can't sleep in a room if the door is closed.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I believe in true love.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've run away from home&lt;br /&gt;[x] I listen to political music (three odd times.all pro-bush.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I collect comic books(i rent them.)&lt;br /&gt;[x] I shut others out when I'm sad. (try to.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've stayed out all night.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I open up to others easily.(too easy.)&lt;br /&gt;[x] I am keeping a secret from the world. (definitely.all the time.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I watch the news (what's up with constant reports about people dying/divorcing?)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I own over 5 rap CDs.&lt;br /&gt;[depends] I love Disney movies. ([bleep] YOU LITTLE MERMAID!)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I am a sucker for green eyes. ('twas I bitten by the green-eyed one)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I am a sucker for brown eyes. (why'd I like that?!)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I am a sucker for blue eyes (Not after those stupid Delightful Children From Down The Lane)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I dont kill bugs (which idiot said yes?!)&lt;br /&gt;[compulsively!] I curse. (OF [BLEEP]ING COURSE!THERE'S TOO MUCH [BLEEP] IN HERE!)&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have an "x" in my screen name.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've slipped and fell in public.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've slipped out a "lol" in a real conversation&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I love Spam.(Keep your spam to yourself.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I bake well(I'm afraid of the element of fire.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have worn pajamas to class. (That'd be fun.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have owned something from Abercrombie. (wth?)&lt;br /&gt;[x] I want a better job (ANYTIME!)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Talked on a phone for 6+ hours. (my ear'd hurt.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I love Dr. Phil.(whuzzat?)&lt;br /&gt;[x] I like multiple people(duh)&lt;br /&gt;[x] I am guilty of tYpInG lIkE tHiS.(past error.)&lt;br /&gt;[x] I am self-conscious.(too self conscious.)&lt;br /&gt;[X] I love to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have smoked a pack in one day&lt;br /&gt;[x] I loved Lord of the Flies.(YESYESYES)&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have cough drops when I'm not sick(I love Ricola pearls ^^.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I can't swallow pills.(i hate them though.)&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have a lot of scars.(YES I LIVE FOR THEM.Real AND fake.)&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can't sleep if there is a spider in the room. (*whimper*)&lt;br /&gt;[x] I love chocolate.(which cooku doesn't?)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I bite my nails. (no)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I am not comfortable with being me.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I play computer games when I'm bored.(MAPLEMAPLE!And AOE)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Gotten lost in the city. (akihabara was a killer.)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Thought of suicide before. (DAMN YOU [BLEEP]ING ANTITHESES!)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Seen a shooting star.(I was never truly lucky.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Had a menage a trois. (w00t.but no.)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Gone out in public in my pajamas(ARR,what be wrong with that?)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Have kissed someone really strange.(naruto x sasuke?ew.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Hugged a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;[nearly] Been in a bloody fist fight with someone of the opposite gender(the bloody part...)&lt;br /&gt;[DUH] Been in a fist fight&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been arrested.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Laughed and had some type of beverage comeout of my nose. (thats sick.)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Pushed all the buttons on an elevator.(that's some of the best fun ever.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] made out in an elevator(i'm anti-sex-for-me.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Swore at Liberace.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Kicked a guy where it hurts on purpose(and why didn't it stop working?!)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been skydiving.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been bungee jumping.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gotten stitches.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Drank a whole gallon of milk in one hour&lt;br /&gt;[x] Bitten someone&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been to Niagara Falls.(me want ^^.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gotten the chicken pox.(vaccinated against 'em ^^.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Crashed into a car&lt;br /&gt;[x] been to Japan. (AKIHABARA!AICHI!NAGOYA!ARGH I WANNA GO BACK TO THE JUMP SHOP AGAIN!)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Ridden in a taxi. (d'uh!)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] shoplifted&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been fired.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Had feelings for someone who didn't have them back.(that's what a crush is all about!)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Stole something from your job.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gone on a blind date.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Had a crush on a teacher/coach. (so shut up about the plays already naomi.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ]Celebrated Mardi Gras in New Orleans.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Been to Europe.(at 4,you don't remember much.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Slept with a co-worker, and/or employee.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] been to New York(MANHATTANMANHATTANMANHATTAN!!!ARGH!)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been married&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gotten divorced&lt;br /&gt;[x] Saw someone/something dying.(Ants.)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Have a list of people you want to kill.(Barney,antithesis,etc.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Driven over 400 miles in one day&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been to Canada.(waah.)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Been on a Plane.(SNAKES ON A PLANE!lol.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Seen the Rocky Horror Picture Show.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Thrown up in a bar or club&lt;br /&gt;[x] Eaten sushi.(TEMAKI!)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been snowboarding.(horo horo looks so cool on it...)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Continued to care for someone sooo much even though you know you can't have them(sobs yes.)&lt;br /&gt;[x] taken a picture just for the sole purpose ofputting it on myspace/friendster.(ah yes.)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Been ice skating (didn't like it much.)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Cried in public.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Walked purposely into traffic with your eyes closed.(...)&lt;br /&gt;[x] liked someone even though you knew you shouldn't have.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Hate the world.(used to.very much.)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Loved someone who doesnt realize it&lt;br /&gt;[ ] have your cell phone permanently attached to your hand/hip&lt;br /&gt;[x] cried over a guy/girl you didnt even go out with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*   *   *&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20652746-115650921228949392?l=na-nashi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/feeds/115650921228949392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20652746&amp;postID=115650921228949392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/115650921228949392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/115650921228949392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/2006/08/one.html' title=''/><author><name>the ornitier girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12639703091772656188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20652746.post-115631249827386309</id><published>2006-08-22T22:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T22:54:58.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>from the outside.</title><content type='html'>we're not performing on teachers' day.waah.&lt;br /&gt;BUT i saw sth juicy.v.v.v. nice.&lt;br /&gt;This piece of crud I call From The Outside.&lt;br /&gt;the new teachers were in AS1 after ELDDS finished.&lt;br /&gt;They were laughing the sort of laugh you only hear in bars.&lt;br /&gt;I looked.&lt;br /&gt;From the outside.&lt;br /&gt;And was rewarded with a visual treat.&lt;br /&gt;Seeing Mr Chai dance was what I'd call OOC*.&lt;br /&gt;Too much information for me,&lt;br /&gt;I laughed.&lt;br /&gt;They saw me.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Khoo came.&lt;br /&gt;I ran to the foyer.&lt;br /&gt;I went back.&lt;br /&gt;Looked at them from the outside.&lt;br /&gt;Smiled.&lt;br /&gt;And everytime they turned my way,&lt;br /&gt;I went down.&lt;br /&gt;And then back up.&lt;br /&gt;And soon I'd find myself going down again.&lt;br /&gt;More fun than watching them dance,&lt;br /&gt;was RUNNING AWAY when they came.&lt;br /&gt;Pris and I used an alternate route.&lt;br /&gt;The one we used to spy on the dancers.&lt;br /&gt;Soon,a business-suit-donning man came up&lt;br /&gt;his Mole Which Is More Famous Than Him shining in the indoor light.&lt;br /&gt;He was smiling.&lt;br /&gt;I took this as a smile of malice, (though he'd never do that)&lt;br /&gt;and ran with all I was worth. (Well no,I just ran.)&lt;br /&gt;I left soon after.&lt;br /&gt;This was unfortunately not to be shown to us T-T.&lt;br /&gt;It was for the teachers day lunch.&lt;br /&gt;For the teachers.&lt;br /&gt;But I could look from outside.&lt;br /&gt;Oh Yes.&lt;br /&gt;I COULD look from outside.&lt;br /&gt;*   *   *&lt;br /&gt;NB:OOC=Out Of Character&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20652746-115631249827386309?l=na-nashi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/feeds/115631249827386309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20652746&amp;postID=115631249827386309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/115631249827386309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/115631249827386309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/2006/08/from-outside.html' title='from the outside.'/><author><name>the ornitier girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12639703091772656188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20652746.post-115614558226829985</id><published>2006-08-20T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T00:33:02.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THE SKIN IS FINISHED!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MEH!&lt;br /&gt;*end spasm*&lt;br /&gt;...sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://claimers-club.deviantart.com"&gt;I am Tao Ren &amp; Iron Maiden Jeanne in deviantART's Claimers-Club&lt;/a&gt; ahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Cleared my debts to Ms Wan and Ms Thang.Half of it is cleared for Mr Chai but Mdm Er and Mr Ang's still stand.I'll finish with Ms Quek's character studies.It DOES feel good killing off all the stuff on the List.&lt;br /&gt;But the point is THE SKIN IS DONE!&lt;br /&gt;And the people like it ^^.&lt;br /&gt;Though I must say I did overdose a bit on the debate photos.Still I liked how I used the cake as the image to the Links page.&lt;br /&gt;Oh right.Today there was a drama presentation called Cinderelly.It was so funny and bimbotic and stuff,that on the second round of applause I gave a standing ovation.(And mind you I've only done that once or twice before.)&lt;br /&gt;*stands up and cheers out of sheer happiness*&lt;br /&gt;it's a lovely day.a lovely lovely day.&lt;br /&gt;i feel pretty,&lt;br /&gt;o so pretty,&lt;br /&gt;i feel pretty&lt;br /&gt;and witty&lt;br /&gt;and GAY!(not homo!)&lt;br /&gt;and i pity&lt;br /&gt;any girl who isn't me&lt;br /&gt;today&lt;br /&gt;i feel charming&lt;br /&gt;o so charming&lt;br /&gt;it's alarming&lt;br /&gt;how charming&lt;br /&gt;i feel&lt;br /&gt;and so pretty&lt;br /&gt;that i hardly can believe&lt;br /&gt;i'm real (but i am!)&lt;br /&gt;(...)&lt;br /&gt;(westside story madness.)&lt;br /&gt;I shall do well in everything I can involving image editing and theatre and stuff of the kind so that i can show the world that I WILL NOT LOSE TO MY LITTLE CHAMPION SISTER PLAYING HER STUPID ERHU IN HER GREEN AND WHITE RIBBONS AND STUPID WORMY GREEN DRESS!&lt;br /&gt;YES I WON'T LOSE TO HER!&lt;br /&gt;And when I leave the world,for better or worse,I WILL NOT REMAIN A MEMORY!(that's sephiroth's quote...)I'm here for a good reason,and it's to surpass my sister,my antithesis,and all the other people possibly above them.&lt;br /&gt;(another thing,i noticed that i love seeking attention.of any sort.though i usually end up being infamous instead of famous.)&lt;br /&gt;and horror of horrors he came skipping (no at his age you'd be more of galloping) down the stairs.one minute passed and i felt a bit sick.not at fainting level,but just sick.i got that horrid feeling where the sides of my face and not the rest of my body was warm.horridly warm.o if only i could will the untimely warmth to stop!&lt;br /&gt;it did.&lt;br /&gt;Today was Science Practical Assessment.I kind of breezed through it for the most part,though the execution of the instructions was...er...x_X.BUT I found out ALL the substances we used!Not that we had to,but it helped that I did.From what I saw,&lt;br /&gt;Substance A was chalk powder [CaCl],&lt;br /&gt;Substance B was salt [NaCl]&lt;br /&gt;and Substance C was aqueous ammonia [NH3(OH)].&lt;br /&gt;I only found out about the aqueous ammonia part when the red litmus turned blue when exposed to the vapour of salt and aqueous ammonia combined.(that mix was COLD.)And when we had to wash.The smell of it was originally chlorine-ish,but it started to sting AND stink.I knew from the beginning it was an alkaline;I spilled a bit of it,and it felt soapy.After a while I got rid of it with water,so it was definitely an alkali.&lt;br /&gt;right.&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to pass this.&lt;br /&gt;whether it's good or not is another story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20652746-115614558226829985?l=na-nashi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/feeds/115614558226829985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20652746&amp;postID=115614558226829985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/115614558226829985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20652746-115574487559943393?l=na-nashi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/feeds/115574487559943393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20652746&amp;postID=115574487559943393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/115574487559943393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/115574487559943393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/2006/08/self.html' title='self'/><author><name>the ornitier girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12639703091772656188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20652746.post-115528149243837318</id><published>2006-08-10T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T06:48:46.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the three days</title><content type='html'>National Day was BORING,to put it in a word.&lt;br /&gt;The house was packed with at least ten of my relatives,most well above the acceptable weight of people who live in this side of the world.(They're helping balance out the fact I'm well below the acceptable weight of people who live in this side of the world.)(Go ahead and slap me across the face if you're jealous.The people of 2C want to do that everytime it comes to height and weight.)&lt;br /&gt;Why?To get me out of bed and to end my sixteen-hour sleep?&lt;br /&gt;Oh no.&lt;br /&gt;For Seventh Month,of course.&lt;br /&gt;At least they didn't barge in and make me join in their stuff.For the most part.&lt;br /&gt;11am.&lt;br /&gt;Mum:GET OUT HERE!&lt;br /&gt;Me:What.&lt;br /&gt;Mum:*gives me two 50 cent coins* Flip them.That way we'll be able to know if your godma's here.&lt;br /&gt;Me:*What can two coins do?* *flips once*&lt;br /&gt;Mum:Two heads!No,no,this won't do.Here take these three joss sticks and pray to her,and tell her you're here.*vivi does as told* Now,FLIP AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;Me:*The probability of getting two heads or two tails are 0.25 each,while the probability of getting a head and tail is 0.5 because it can be one head and one tail or one tail and one head.Hence the probability of me getting out of here is 0.5* *flips again*&lt;br /&gt;Mum:TWO TAILS!What's wrong with you?Again!&lt;br /&gt;Me:*This is NOT my lucky day.Why can't they get Dad to do it?* *flips again*&lt;br /&gt;Mum:TWO TAILS AGAIN?!Are you following in the school of Japanese prayer?It does not take three claps in Taoism to call out the spirits.TRY AGAIN!Shall I ask you to take a bath?&lt;br /&gt;Me:*What has a bath got to do with this?* *flips*&lt;br /&gt;Mum:Ok she's here.NOW GO AND TAKE A BATH.&lt;br /&gt;Me:But I'm done!&lt;br /&gt;Mum:TAKE.A.BATH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NB:The following is potentially damaging to people who don't watch South Park or Family Guy or are otherwise not open to mature themes.I don't understand religion.People going to the extent of injuring themselves,respecting the dead and all.I don't believe a word of it.Not from any religion.This may sting to the rest of you out there who have a religion,but for me there is no god.It's all hallucinations to me,and should there be a god,let him,or her,or them,or it,come out and face me.I will not change what the rest of you think,but O'Brien said that we must learn to work without success.I won't will anything to the forces of God,because I don't believe in one,and because I believe there isn't one.I believe this life is what we make of it,and nothing more.There is no higher power than the leaders of the world,and I'm comfortable with that.There may be life out there in space,but whether or not they are of a higher intelligence than us is none of my concern.I will live my thirteen-and-ten-point-five-months life with as much independence as I can help.&lt;br /&gt;And all those joss sticks,they're used to pray to the dead right?&lt;br /&gt;If joss sticks are used to pray to the dead,they'll give people black lung diesase in the long run when the ash starts flying around.So,effectively,though with very little chance of happening...&lt;br /&gt;If we pray to the dead using joss sticks,&lt;br /&gt;we may soon join the dead,&lt;br /&gt;and be prayed to with joss sticks,&lt;br /&gt;which will continue on till many of the joss stick users and their neighbours die of pulmonary diseases.&lt;br /&gt;(That's lung diseases,for the people who don't understand.)&lt;br /&gt;I hate joss sticks.I got burnt by the wax on a neighbouring candle trying to poke one in the place you put joss sticks after praying once.They stink too.&lt;br /&gt;Moving on.&lt;br /&gt;Watched the first 13 FMA eps straight.O how I love FMA now!&lt;br /&gt;Then went for fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;Sprinted there.&lt;br /&gt;THE FIREWORKS ROCKED!&lt;br /&gt;But after that from running there almost immediately after dinner (and for intoxicating my system with almost three cans of Pepsi Twist),I got a very bad case of The Most Common Digestive Problem Which Happens To Naruto.&lt;br /&gt;Next day.&lt;br /&gt;Finished stuff for drama production for Chinese period.My group wanted to volunteer to go first.We had a lot of props.And a DRESS CODE!&lt;br /&gt;Played Monopoly,in which there were no winners.But who cares,it's not real money.&lt;br /&gt;I'm NOT crushing on him ^^!&lt;br /&gt;I only go pink because when he walks past people are usually talking to me,so it gets a bit awkward sometimes when they turn around and tell me he's there.(Thank you "Captain Obvious"es!)So I'm not going pink because of HIM,I'm going pink because of THEM.As for the part where I think he's cute,it's because I have a different idea on "cute".&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Today!&lt;br /&gt;Came into AS2 for the production with a black shirt,jeans and my Cedar tie.I thought for a bit that I was going for another Ronin concert.Me and Yanting were Best Dressed Couple!(We're not married,in a relationship or anything.That was a joke.)The two of us were the nameless Zou3 Gou3,or rather the sidekicks of the loanshark.&lt;br /&gt;Story:The author person(hereafter known as AP) sees his mother try to pick up her shui3 jing1 bao1(i don't know what that is)(hereafter known as SJB) and goes to buy some for his mother.40km away Ling Mei sells SJB,and AP comes to buy six of them.Then Kagura's theme plays (the really fast one) and the loanshark and his sidekicks (me and Yanting) come and he demands his money.Ling Mei runs,and is chased by AP and the loanshark who's a little bit behind AP,who is chased by his sidekicks.The sidekicks say,"Our boss!",followed by the loanshark who says,"My money!",followed by the AP who says,"My SJB!",followed by Ling Mei who says,"My life!".The loanshark shoots,and the AP falls in a missed shot.Meanwhile the sidekicks take off with the loanshark's chair and fan,saying they can sell it.&lt;br /&gt;The loanshark moves off as well,and Ling Mei takes him to see his family,ie. his wife,mother and child.&lt;br /&gt;At this point I change character and run back in.&lt;br /&gt;AP dies after making a speech about how he is going far away and how his wife must take care of the family,while JJ Lin plays in the background.His mother promises never to eat SJB again.The end.&lt;br /&gt;Gave everyone a pretty good laugh,and made me and Yan Ting the best dressed people in the entire Aesthetics Studio.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much else to report for now.&lt;br /&gt;BB!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20652746-115528149243837318?l=na-nashi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/feeds/115528149243837318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20652746&amp;postID=115528149243837318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/115528149243837318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/115528149243837318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/2006/08/three-days.html' title='the three days'/><author><name>the ornitier girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12639703091772656188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20652746.post-115493201289696130</id><published>2006-08-06T23:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T23:26:53.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>summing up</title><content type='html'>This is probably the shortest post I've ever made on this blog.It's about what happened beginning thursday.&lt;br /&gt;- My orthodontist died.&lt;br /&gt;- The weather was unusually warm four times in total on Thursday,Friday and Monday.&lt;br /&gt;- Ms Chng left Cedar for further studies.&lt;br /&gt;- Wanchen was refused entry into ELDDS because there was no space left.&lt;br /&gt;- Mass dance.&lt;br /&gt;- I said,"I don't give a sh!t."when Mr Sng passed by and Tereza turned back and smiled at me when he came.I think he heard that.To Mr Sng:Don't take it personally ^^.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20652746.post-115475712202653839</id><published>2006-08-04T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T09:00:21.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stuff again</title><content type='html'>10 bands you've been listening to a lot to lately&lt;br /&gt;(i haven't really been listening to proper bands.i'll fill this out based on the bands i love)&lt;br /&gt;1. Ronin(dancing with black maria ^^.)&lt;br /&gt;2. Toshiro Masuda (the naruto music people)(i loved the hokage's funeral.)&lt;br /&gt;3. GORILLAZ (dirty harry!!!)&lt;br /&gt;4. Arrogant Worms (the assumption song rocks!)&lt;br /&gt;5. Black Eyed Peas (because of prisia ong.)&lt;br /&gt;6. Queen (i see a little silhouetto of a man/scaramousse scaramousse will you do the fandango)&lt;br /&gt;7. Bee Gees(stayin' alive!)&lt;br /&gt;8. The Click Five (just the girl = love!)&lt;br /&gt;9. Simple Plan (i love "grow up")&lt;br /&gt;10. Green Day (boulevard of broken dreams is on repeat)&lt;br /&gt;9 things that annoy you&lt;br /&gt;1. Bad english. (I recently found a spelling error in a student workshop worksheet.)&lt;br /&gt;2. Skirts(EW MINIS!)(isn't this a weird thing for a girl to hate?)&lt;br /&gt;3. People who are clingy.And more accident-prone than me(There are people like these.)&lt;br /&gt;4. People who have nth better to do and msn message you one second after you log in.&lt;br /&gt;5. Biatches.I could name one,but that person'd break down and cry and immediately the Gestapo/thinkpol would come and take me away to Room 101 where they'd make me look at all the recordings of that person winning first prize trophies till I scream in pain.(It hurts when a biatch is better than you,and it's emphasised to you every day of your sorry life.)&lt;br /&gt;6. The boys from 6/3 in KHS in 2004.All of them.Losers with too much time and too little brains.&lt;br /&gt;7. A few teachers from KHS.(Damn you Mrs Ooi!)&lt;br /&gt;8. The Early Bird Reading Program.&lt;br /&gt;9. People who slander manga/anime&lt;br /&gt;8 things you like to wear&lt;br /&gt;1. Chuunin gloves(come to think of it only Kakashi wears them)&lt;br /&gt;2. Inuyasha necklace (ok ok it's his rosary to make him fall when kagome says sit.so what?i like its little fangs.)&lt;br /&gt;3. My black Nightmare Before Christmas wristband with Jack on it.&lt;br /&gt;4. My black Nightmare Before Christmas bag.(one doesn't really wear bags,but I like this.)&lt;br /&gt;5. Black shirts.&lt;br /&gt;6. Cargo pants.&lt;br /&gt;7. Playboy Bunny badges.&lt;br /&gt;7 things you're hopeless at&lt;br /&gt;1. Quadratic graphs!&lt;br /&gt;2. Writing with my right hand.(see list below.)&lt;br /&gt;3. Moshing.(my moves are shot.)&lt;br /&gt;4. Dance(my right gets confused with my left,I can't split and I can't airchair to save my life.)&lt;br /&gt;5. cry.(i'm probably happier and less pressurised than most people in my class)&lt;br /&gt;6. DAMN YOU STRUCTURED ESSAY QUESTIONS&lt;br /&gt;7. Large scale art.(hate it!)&lt;br /&gt;6 things you say most days&lt;br /&gt;1. Quite Frankly...&lt;br /&gt;2. Nice&lt;br /&gt;3. Cool.&lt;br /&gt;4. Damn&lt;br /&gt;5. F***(censored for your convenience)&lt;br /&gt;6. ...&lt;br /&gt;5 things you do everyday&lt;br /&gt;1. Play comp&lt;br /&gt;2. (weekdays) bother prisia&lt;br /&gt;3. read&lt;br /&gt;4. write&lt;br /&gt;5. eat!&lt;br /&gt;4 things you want to buy&lt;br /&gt;1. Tickets to all the Broadway musicals in Manhattan&lt;br /&gt;2. Orochimaru-sama's entire set of clothes (w00t)&lt;br /&gt;3. Sanity&lt;br /&gt;4. Ten thousand wishes&lt;br /&gt;3 movies you want to watch over and over again&lt;br /&gt;1. Click&lt;br /&gt;2. FFVII: AC&lt;br /&gt;3. South Park: Bigger,Longer and Uncut&lt;br /&gt;2 of your favourite songs at the moment&lt;br /&gt;1. La Resistance&lt;br /&gt;2. The More You Ruv Someone&lt;br /&gt;1 person whom you're talking to right now&lt;br /&gt;1. NO ONE.&lt;br /&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;On a side note I shall proudly state I'm proud to be left handed because... Neo, Tifa, Sephiroth, Kadaj, Rafiki, Reno, Lucius Malfoy, Gojyo(no wonder i liked him), Peter Griffin, Chris Griffin, Stewie Griffin, Cartman, Chuckie Finster, Spongebob, Dilbert, Gekkou Hayate, UCHIHA SASUKE!!!, Roronoa Zoro, Shanks, Link, Shadow(ohyes!), Voldemort, Pol Pot, Lee Hsien Loong, Julius Caesar, Napoleon Bonaparte, Osama Bin Laden, Jack the Ripper, Leonardo Da Vinci, Michaelangelo(not ninja turtle), Raphael(also not ninja turtle), Paul Klee, Douglas Adams, Lewis Caroll, HG Wells, Leo Tolstoy, Damon Albarn, Johann Sebastian Bach, Charlie Chaplin, Phil Collins (yes the idiot who sang the brother bear theme song), Paul McCartney (he's still alive!), Pink, Ringo Starr, Wang Leehom, Robert de Niro, Tom Cruise, Jim Henson, Benny Hill, Nicole Kidman, Lisa Kudrow, Mary-Kate Olsen, Judy Garland, Freddie Prinze Jr, Keanu Reeves, Oprah Winfrey, Jeff Corwin, Bill Gates, Matt Groening, Bart Simpson,Hitler and Gandhi are/were ALL left-handed!!!YES!&lt;div 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girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12639703091772656188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20652746.post-115436017106135806</id><published>2006-07-31T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T08:49:18.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my future</title><content type='html'>"I ain't happy,I'm feelin' glad&lt;br /&gt;I've got sunshine,in a bag&lt;br /&gt;I'm useless,but not for long&lt;br /&gt;The future is coming on,&lt;br /&gt;is coming on&lt;br /&gt;is coming on.&lt;br /&gt;My future,is coming on&lt;br /&gt;is coming on&lt;br /&gt;is coming on."&lt;br /&gt;- The final stanza (abridged) of Clint Eastwood,a song from the Gorillaz (first phase)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's how I feel now.&lt;br /&gt;Beside the Ronin concert,which I'm in not much mood to write (Vivi,how could you!),and English oral today,which was ok (that rhymed!),I've come to the topic of my FUTURE.&lt;br /&gt;Wow.Big word.&lt;br /&gt;I've been hiding from it for a looooooooooooooooooooooooong time.&lt;br /&gt;And I know this because I don't even know what junior college I want to go to yet.&lt;br /&gt;REALLY!&lt;br /&gt;That aside,I know I want to enter theatre,(Broadway now seems so far away since I'm seriously talking about my future,oh no...)but I've got to find a place to study it.&lt;br /&gt;Dunno yet,but it can't be Kyung Hee.&lt;br /&gt;RADA perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;That's in London,where everything's really expensive.&lt;br /&gt;NIDA,in Australia?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Naomi,but you'll be alone for a while.But hey,that's what MSN is for,isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;THEATRE ROCKS!&lt;br /&gt;but of course!&lt;br /&gt;I'm planning my module now!&lt;br /&gt;Taking the University Of Plattsburgh's module as an example,there is a compulsory theatre core module,which will give me 13 credits.This core involves stagecraft,an introduction to acting,playwriting,three practicums(is that grammatically sound?),and a junior seminar.&lt;br /&gt;(running total=13 cr.)&lt;br /&gt;After that there are electives in performance.I have to choose two from creative drama,voice acting,movement study,story dramatisation,scene study,dance and creative process,acting technique and styles of acting.I think it'll be acting technique and creative drama (voice acting being the next best sub).&lt;br /&gt;(running total=13+3+3 cr.)&lt;br /&gt;then electives in production.i've to choose two from production design,visual styles in theatre,and one more which i'd never take and hence wouldn't need to type.&lt;br /&gt;(running total=19+3+4 cr.)&lt;br /&gt;then the electives in dramatic literature/history.two have to be chosen from the intro to theatre art,american drama,theatre history,performance and spectator,modern drama from 1880-1925 and world drama from 1925.i'll probably take theatre history (gasp!history!) and performance and spectator,the next best sub being introduction to theatre art.&lt;br /&gt;(running total=26+4+3 cr.)&lt;br /&gt;after that is the capstone requirement,where there is a compulsory senior project,which awards 3 credits.&lt;br /&gt;(running total=33+3 cr.)&lt;br /&gt;this will leave me with 36 credits,not counting the electives in theatre after that,which one needs to do to come to a total of 42.&lt;br /&gt;both will be taken from the electives in theatre performance,namely acting with the voice and styles of acting.(DIE HISTORY DIE!)&lt;br /&gt;a theatre degree will get me a job in acting,or theatre,or production,and stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;Or I could be a teacher.(Like Mr Sng. :$)&lt;br /&gt;Nah,not an option.(I wouldn't teach for T.T. Durai's salary.)&lt;br /&gt;I'll go into Singaporean theatre.There's lots to be done there.&lt;br /&gt;I do hope I can get in.&lt;br /&gt;(Inner Vivi:Don't hope,DO IT!YOUR LIFE DEPENDS ON IT!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20652746-115436017106135806?l=na-nashi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/feeds/115436017106135806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20652746&amp;postID=115436017106135806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/115436017106135806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/115436017106135806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-future.html' title='my future'/><author><name>the ornitier girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12639703091772656188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20652746.post-115406729724666580</id><published>2006-07-27T22:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T12:43:24.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>life in five steps</title><content type='html'>Your Life: In 5 steps:&lt;br /&gt;.::The Basics::.&lt;br /&gt;Name: Vivi Nefertari Ornitier.But most/all of you reading this know it isn't true.&lt;br /&gt;Birthdate: 22 September, 1992&lt;br /&gt;Birthplace location: Thomson Medical Hospital, Singapore&lt;br /&gt;Where do you live now: Why should you care when most of you reading this know the answer?&lt;br /&gt;How many siblings do you have? : Three terrorists-in-training.Totally through with tameability.&lt;br /&gt;Are you the oldest, the middle or youngest?: OLDEST!AAAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;Do you wear glasses or contacts?: Glasses.I love my glasses.Trading them for contacts doesn't seem like an option to me.Lasik and degreeless specs sound good though.&lt;br /&gt;Do you look like your mom or your dad?:I don't know,I don't care.Why do I have to look like them?&lt;br /&gt;How tall are you? : Taller than the average human being,but I have people to grow taller than.Like one of the upper sec lit teachers.&lt;br /&gt;Would you change your height if you could? If yes...taller or shorter?: I like me just the way I am.Insures me a place in the world as an Orochimaru cosplayer.Not that I'm one yet.&lt;br /&gt;What color is your hair?: Dark brown.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever dyed it?: I guess.Sprayed it light blue once.For ten minutes I stayed like that till my sister grabbed the spray (which lasts until you wash your hair) and became that guy on the Warcraft III Frozen Throne poster.&lt;br /&gt;Put highlights in it?: No.One blonde/silver streak would be good.w00t.&lt;br /&gt;What grade will you be going into?: Secondary 3 next year.&lt;br /&gt;Are you excited?: For oral?Why'd I be excited,when I'm getting The Philistine Teacher as an invigilator?!(My oral marks are shot now.I miss the oral invigilator from last year. T_T)&lt;br /&gt;.::Step 2: Your Home::.&lt;br /&gt;How long have you lived in the house you're living in?: Nearly all my life.12 years to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;Do you like it there?: It gets by.&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a lot of trees by your house?: Sort of.&lt;br /&gt;When you look out at your backyard, what do you see?: Nothing.The windows in my room are closed.If you want the view out of my bedroom window,all you will see is a poster of Rain.&lt;br /&gt;How many floors/stories are in your house?: 2 floors.&lt;br /&gt;How many rooms are in your house?: Don't know don't care.I tried to remember,but the crush people are coming in and i've no time to count.&lt;br /&gt;Do you like your bedroom?: It's ok,but I want a 6m by 6m one room house (with separate toilet) when I grow up.&lt;br /&gt;Describe your room: A freakish mess.All year round.Complete with "Original Ramen" cloth banner.&lt;br /&gt;What color is the carpet in your room?: Transparent.&lt;br /&gt;Do you have your own bathroom or do you have to share one?: Usually it's all mine.&lt;br /&gt;How many bathrooms are in your house?: I didn't count.&lt;br /&gt;What is across the hall from your room?: A window.&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a TV or a computer in your room?: I WISH!&lt;br /&gt;.::Step 3: Your Job::.&lt;br /&gt;Do you even have a job?: Don't we all?&lt;br /&gt;what is it?: student.sadly i suck at this job for the most part.and after school on tuesdays i have eldds.(I LOVE ELDDS!!!)&lt;br /&gt;How long does it usually take you to get to work?:15 minutes if dad fetches,10 if mum fetches.&lt;br /&gt;Do you like your job?: I wish I was in Broadway.&lt;br /&gt;Do you like the people you work with?: Pretty much.&lt;br /&gt;Do you work inside or outside?: Inside.&lt;br /&gt;Do you wish you could change your job?: Anytime!&lt;br /&gt;How long have you been working at this job?: ten years!&lt;br /&gt;Do you have to wear a uniform or certain attire?: Blue up and grey down.Silver at the neck with twelve little gold stripes coming down.(the number of stripes on one's tie is not set but i have a total of twelve on mine.i like it real long ^^.)&lt;br /&gt;If it rains, does it affect your job?: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;How many hours do you usually work in a week?: Six to seven.&lt;br /&gt;Do you like how much you get paid or do you wish you got more?: Give us your money!All that you got!Just fork it on over!Or some pockets will get SHOT!&lt;br /&gt;Does your best friend work at the same job as you?: yup.But we wanna get out!&lt;br /&gt;Is your job a summer job or do you work all year?: For most of the year we remain in the confines of this place called School,governed by adults who are bent on getting us to complete paperwork.&lt;br /&gt;How would rate your job from 1-10 (with 10 being you love it): 5. Depending on the occasion,I can be deeply set with hate for Cedar,or loving it to the core.&lt;br /&gt;.::Step 4: Your Hobbies/Activities/Favorites::.&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite sport to play? to watch?: KENDO!although they look stupid sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;Do you collect anything?: Memories.That's why I blog.Then when I grow really far up I can write Memoirs Of A Vivi Nefertari.&lt;br /&gt;Do you prefer to watch TV or watch a movie?: spoilt for choice.&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite kind of music to listen to?: Welcome to Avenue Q!&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been to a concert?: RONIN RONIN RONIN!LEVAN WEE ROCKS!&lt;br /&gt;Do you have an iPod?: I WANT!!!&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite thing to do on a rainy day?: Usually my plans are unfazed by minorly acid/alkaline precipitation,and hence I do not see the point in my answering of this question.&lt;br /&gt;Do you like to read?: D'uh!MANGA MANGA MANGA!(on a side note doctor faustus rocks and so does 1984.)&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite sports team?: Sports...team???NONONONONO VULGAR WORD!&lt;br /&gt;Have you been to a professional sports game in the last 2 months?: no.&lt;br /&gt;.::Step 5: Your Future::.&lt;br /&gt;What will you be doing 2 weeks from now?: Figuring out what to do with my life.&lt;br /&gt;What about 2 months from now?: Maturing?&lt;br /&gt;2 years?: Watching NC-16 movies.&lt;br /&gt;What will you be majoring in?: THEATRE!YESSS!!!&lt;br /&gt;What job are you hoping to get when you get out of college?: I'd love to enter Singaporean theatre.(though anyone offering broadway as an option will get a straight YES.)&lt;br /&gt;What age is a good age to get married at?: I always thought 25 was a good age (hint hint:Ms Wan)&lt;br /&gt;Where would you like to go on your honeymoon?: I have no intention to get married.To anyone.Unless you can find a way to push Uchiha Sasuke,Uchiha Itachi,Nara Shikamaru and Hyuuga Neji in front of me.Then I may slowly choose.&lt;br /&gt;How many kids do you want? how many boys? how many girls?: SEX HURTS.Doesn't anyone read Memoirs Of A Geisha (the novel) anymore?&lt;br /&gt;Where do you want to live when you're married?: I'M.NOT.GETTING.MARRIED!&lt;br /&gt;Where will you be spending your next birthday?: Lunch with a couple of 2c people,eg. xiaojun and wanchen and dione and fiona and eunice and jialing and...i'm still deciding -_-.It's a friday after all,so maybe Naomi can come (I do very much hope so.).I would also invite (given the preference) Prisia and Tereza.&lt;br /&gt;How old will you be turning?: Nara-san!Would you like to give them my answer for me?&lt;br /&gt;When's a good age to retire?: Once you have enough money for the rest of your life,GET OUT OF YOUR JOB,TAKE A TRIP TO TOKYO FOR A WEEK AND ENJOY EVERY MOMENT OF THE REST OF YOUR LIFE!&lt;br /&gt;What do you want to do once you're retired?: Spend extensive hours in the library.If the world doesn't incline towards Nineteen Eighty-Four civilisation and libraries still exist.And manga rentals if they have that anymore.And blog some more.If Blogger still exists.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20652746-115406729724666580?l=na-nashi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/feeds/115406729724666580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20652746&amp;postID=115406729724666580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/115406729724666580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/115406729724666580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/2006/07/life-in-five-steps.html' title='life in five steps'/><author><name>the ornitier girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12639703091772656188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20652746.post-115389204712351950</id><published>2006-07-25T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T22:34:07.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>love?</title><content type='html'>DAMN YOU RUBY!&lt;br /&gt;ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;I'm in no mood to blog about the eldds session yesterday.i did that with the eldds blog.&lt;br /&gt;back to the story.&lt;br /&gt;DAMN YOU RUBY YOU EVIL PERSON!&lt;br /&gt;ce period.&lt;br /&gt;she kept saying things about mr sng,after i brought up the wanang relationship.&lt;br /&gt;and she kept going,till it came to a point (which was quite fast) where i started feeling for the topic.&lt;br /&gt;and i found myself going from pink,which is hard for me to feel,and the back of my head went pink too,and the people at the other table turned round and said,"i bet you're talking about mr sng.",and then it started feeling somewhat warm in my own skin,then warmer,then i began to feel like i had a fever,and then...you get the idea.&lt;br /&gt;mr ang came round,and she continued,and i produced a strangled proclamation that ruby sucked.&lt;br /&gt;she made me stare in her face and say(in parts),"I,Faith Sim,do not love Mr Joshua Sng,my ELDDS teacher..." and after that I found that keeping my teeth on my lower lip would not stop me from feeling the way i did,and i broke down and laughed.a lot.&lt;br /&gt;and she went on.&lt;br /&gt;"You're in debate or drama?"I said drama.&lt;br /&gt;"He's taking debate right?Sad..."I said he took drama.&lt;br /&gt;"No wonder!"X_x&lt;br /&gt;OH DAMN YOU RUBY!&lt;br /&gt;I politely (tried) to state that the lit students knew this was normal.&lt;br /&gt;she asked if i actually secretly attended his lit classes and i was like NO!&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;saved by the bell.&lt;br /&gt;i am this pissed *stretches out arms*.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20652746-115389204712351950?l=na-nashi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/feeds/115389204712351950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20652746&amp;postID=115389204712351950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/115389204712351950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/115389204712351950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/2006/07/love.html' title='love?'/><author><name>the ornitier girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12639703091772656188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20652746.post-115372394590965141</id><published>2006-07-23T23:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T23:52:26.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>!</title><content type='html'>Ohhhh...&lt;br /&gt;I wish you could meet my girlfriend,&lt;br /&gt;my girlfriend who lives in Canada.&lt;br /&gt;She couldn't be sweeter&lt;br /&gt;I wish you could meet her,&lt;br /&gt;My girlfriend who lives in Canada!&lt;br /&gt;Her name is Alberta&lt;br /&gt;She lives in Vancouver&lt;br /&gt;She cooks like my mother&lt;br /&gt;And sucks like a Hoover.&lt;br /&gt;(small laughter)&lt;br /&gt;I e-mail her every single dayyy&lt;br /&gt;Just to make sure that everything's okayyyy.&lt;br /&gt;It's a pity she lives so far awayyy,&lt;br /&gt;in Canada!&lt;br /&gt;Laaaaaaaaaast&lt;br /&gt;week she was here, but she had the flu.&lt;br /&gt;Too baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I wanted to in-troduce her to you&lt;br /&gt;It's so saaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad&lt;br /&gt;There wasn't a thing that she could do&lt;br /&gt;But stay in bedddddddddddd&lt;br /&gt;with her legs up over her head!Oh!&lt;br /&gt;I wish you could meet my girlfriend,&lt;br /&gt;But you can't because she is in Canada.&lt;br /&gt;I love her, I miss her, I can't wait to kiss her,&lt;br /&gt;So soon I'll be off to Albertaaaaa!&lt;br /&gt;I mean Vancouverrrrrrrrr!&lt;br /&gt;5h!+!&lt;br /&gt;Her name is Alberta, she lives in Vancouver&lt;br /&gt;She's my girlfriennnnnnnnnd!&lt;br /&gt;My wonderful girlfriennnnnnnnnnnnnnd!&lt;br /&gt;Yes I have a girlfriend, who lives in Canadaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!&lt;br /&gt;(And I can't wait to *** *** ***** again!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was random.&lt;br /&gt;Today was whipped massive.&lt;br /&gt;i have a feeling of imminent doom with mdm er.&lt;br /&gt;Quite a mound of homework building up,&lt;br /&gt;and then...&lt;br /&gt;today were the auditions.&lt;br /&gt;We took so long to get our butts in there (with or without ST)(or was it part of the plan),that Mr Sng told us to only do one scene,and so Scene 3 was chosen.&lt;br /&gt;Which didn't involve me.&lt;br /&gt;ah heck.&lt;br /&gt;From what I heard it was seriously crudded up (yes,i didn't watch either,i was busying myself trying to find the ST) and that we have a 0% chance of being shortlisted.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Sng looked oh-so-bored.Bad sign.&lt;br /&gt;My experiment in science went well though.&lt;br /&gt;I took three magnesium ribbons.Maybe that's why when I mixed it with hydrochloric acid it gave out lots of hydrogen.Seriously.Ms Thang said to put the splinter in when you felt a little bit of pressure,but I felt so much pressure I thought my hand was going to be sucked in.(Yes I now agree that it's an irrational thought.The test tube neck is only as big as my finger after all.)&lt;br /&gt;The first time I put the burning splint in,it went pop but didn't extinguish.The next round,I put the burning splint in,which extinguished quietly.Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;It was HOT.Seriously.If I went and became Gollum I'd have said,"It burnsssssssss us!"&lt;br /&gt;end of school.&lt;br /&gt;end of inspiration of stuff to write.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20652746-115372394590965141?l=na-nashi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/feeds/115372394590965141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20652746&amp;postID=115372394590965141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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city :P.&lt;br /&gt;Celebrating over how Science and History are OVER.&lt;br /&gt;Wrote transgressive poetry.&lt;br /&gt;Will now continue with crap of the day and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Had breakfast at The Cafe Cartel.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow everytime I go there to eat I can't bring myself to finish.&lt;br /&gt;Have decided I like 1984 and Serial Experiments Lain.&lt;br /&gt;Disturbing stuff,those two are.&lt;br /&gt;Lain has her annoying pylon noise and 1984 has its Ministries.&lt;br /&gt;Anyhows.&lt;br /&gt;Had to fetch bro to tuition.&lt;br /&gt;Got an A-Cash card.&lt;br /&gt;Finally.&lt;br /&gt;Walking home,I sang to myself.As usual.&lt;br /&gt;Trouble was that there were people walking around,and it's not too pretty looking at their reactions to It Sucks To Be Me,with all the voices done by one person.&lt;br /&gt;I passed the house of an affluent neighbour I had yet to talk to while I was singing Christmas Eve's part of the song.&lt;br /&gt;She was hanging up Happy Birthday banners and balloons,ostensibly for her young son,whom I caught glimpses of every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;She stared at me when she heard the "I am Japanese" part.I looked away,and soon found myself skipping along to the song.&lt;br /&gt;It isn't particularly visually appealing to look at a fourteen year old skip,even less so when the fourteen year old in question is 1.7 metres tall.&lt;br /&gt;Happy ex-Pi day.(22/7 was Pi day.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20652746-115328754044204060?l=na-nashi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/feeds/115328754044204060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20652746&amp;postID=115328754044204060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/115328754044204060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/115328754044204060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/2006/07/pie.html' title='pie'/><author><name>the ornitier girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12639703091772656188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20652746.post-115288800862211258</id><published>2006-07-14T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T07:44:06.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>decomposition</title><content type='html'>It pains me to see how Kids Central has decomposed.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not using that word wrongly.&lt;br /&gt;In chemistry it refers to the breaking down of a large molecule into smaller molecules or atoms and is referred to as chemical decomposition.&lt;br /&gt;Well...maybe I am then. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Kids Central is dead.Believe it.&lt;br /&gt;I remember when I was the age for watching KC.&lt;br /&gt;I'd switch on the teavee,and watch stuff about stories from the other side of the world and beyond.&lt;br /&gt;I'd know how the Africans think,or how Native Americans worked,and things like that.&lt;br /&gt;Or it'd be some stop-motion show about a Doctor Otter going about his neighbourhood to help his people.&lt;br /&gt;Or the extremely unappreciated (by people i've asked) between-show filler where there'd be this woman singing italian opera and fruits/vegetables cutting themselves up and putting themselves into animal shapes.That was kinda cute.&lt;br /&gt;Then there was the downright irritating Mamemo.That genderless person with blonde curly long hair and a red jumpsuit.And his/her green cow transformable brother/sister and green cow parents.Living among SHEEP.Who don't discriminate against them.How nice.&lt;br /&gt;According to their website,they were supposed to show the world through the eyes of a child.&lt;br /&gt;Not happening.&lt;br /&gt;But it was still good if you compare it to The Now.&lt;br /&gt;Take the weekend shows.&lt;br /&gt;Aren't weekend shows supposed to be the best shows of the week?&lt;br /&gt;Far from it.&lt;br /&gt;The following is taken from the KC telly guide for the week.And other sources.&lt;br /&gt;8:00 AM&lt;br /&gt;Henry's World II - Henry's Little Adventure / Henry The Cook&lt;br /&gt;Join Henry and his friends on their carrot-fuelled adventures in the first stop-motion animated series ever entirely produced in Canada.&lt;br /&gt;Henry's World is the extraordinary story of Henry Wiggins, an eight-year-old boy who has amazing powers whenever he eats his mother's mushy carrots. Carrots are Henry's genie in a bottle. Once eaten, he can do incredible and outlandish things that most of us can only dream about, like hurtling to Pluto or tunnelling through the earth.&lt;br /&gt;But Henry's powers are a recipe for adventure… and disaster. Because he doesn't fully understand his gift and can't always control it, his unusual wishes are often granted with unexpected consequences.&lt;br /&gt;Henry's powers remain a secret to all but his best friends – Fraidy Begonia, his pet dog Margaret and Doris the Dinosaur – who often fall victim to his misadventures. Everyone else in Henry's hometown remains blissfully unaware of Henry's powers, which are turning their world topsy-turvy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:30 AM&lt;br /&gt;Clifford - Great Race / Tummy Trouble&lt;br /&gt;Designed for children ages 3-7, the animated television series is based on the books of the same name and uses classic storytelling to present universal social, emotional, and moral messages to young children. These fun-filled episodes follow Clifford and his pals (both canine and human) as they play, discover and interact with each other and the inhabitants of Birdwell Island, learning that good friends are what life is all about. The stories are fun, gentle and kid-relatable — they deal with issues that kids are experiencing: whether it's bragging, not wanting to share or learning that telling the truth is the best policy. More importantly, though, they learn that the world is out there to be discovered with gusto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(okay...it's still early...this is understandable...)&lt;br /&gt;9:00 AM:KCDC TIME!!!During this time the primary school kids roll their butts out of bed and start applying superglue on their eyes.&lt;br /&gt;(They don't phrase it that way...)&lt;br /&gt;(No prizes for guessing why the KCDC hosts have to say "Thank you SO MUCH for joining us today!")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:00 AM&lt;br /&gt;Hi-5 Sr 7 - City / Country (Animals)&lt;br /&gt;Hi-5 is an Australian children's television program first shown on the Nine Network in 1999 and now shown in 59 countries. An American version of the program began broadcasting on the Learning Channel and Discovery Kids in 2003 featuring American performers in the same roles as the original Australian version, and shot in the same Sydney studios. Five, a UK broadcast network, simply rebroadcasts the Australian version. The Australian Hi-5 has produced a number of CDs, at least five of which have gone platinum in Australia and a range of videos as well as games and puzzles. Hi-5 has won ARIA awards for "Best Children's Album" in 2000, 2001 and 2004 and won three consecutive Australian Logie awards in 2002, 2003 and 2004 for "Most Outstanding Children's Preschool Program". The American version was nominated for a Daytime Emmy in 2005 and 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:30 AM&lt;br /&gt;Winx Club II - Darkar's Prisoner&lt;br /&gt;Having discovered she has magical fairy powers, Bloom travels from Earth to Alfea School for Fairies to learn how to perfect her awesome skills. Teamed up with her best friends, Stella, Flora, Musa, Layla, and Tecna, the six members of the Winx Club must juggle their school work and the fate of the universe all while looking fab!&lt;br /&gt;After surviving their first year at Alfea and conquering the wicked witches Icy, Darcy, and Stormy and the Army of Decay, the Winx Club now has to contend with ultra evil Lord Darkar. Fortunately, the each member of the Winx Club is now bonded with a very special pixie. The adorable pixies help the Winx Club through their studies at Alfea, romances with the heroes, and battles with the witches.&lt;br /&gt;Icy, Darcy, and Stormy have left Cloud Tower School for Witches to join wicked Lord Darkar of Shadow Haunt in his quest to open the Realm of Realix. With super powers from the Gloomix bling Lord Darkar gave them, the witches are more powerful then ever. Eager to collect four Codex hidden at Alfea, Cloud Tower, Red Fountain, and the mysterious Pixie Village, Lord Darkar and the Witches will stop at nothing in their plot to take over the universe.&lt;br /&gt;The Winx Club is aided in their battle with Lord Darkar and the witches by the super hunky heroes of Red Fountain. Tremendously brave heroes in training, Prince Sky, Brandon, Riven, Timmy, and Helia, help the Winx Club with their skills as trained fighters and their expertise at tactics. Even without magical powers, the heroes are always there to help with Winx Club win!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I like Winx Club,quite frankly speaking,but it's HELLA VAIN!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:00 AM&lt;br /&gt;Super Robot Monkey Team Hyper Force Go! Yr 1&lt;br /&gt;This adventure centers on a self-conscious young teen named Chiro who -- with the help of five high-tech robot monkeys -- transforms into the brave fighter, bold leader and great hero he always wanted to be. Set in the Utopia of Shuggazoom as a cosmic changeover looms, the villainous Skeleton King is plotting to turn this futuristic planet into his evil empire. When Chiro inadvertently awakens the long dormant Super Robot Monkey Team, he absorbs the Power Primate energy that transforms him into superhero-in-training and leader of the Team. Now, the five Super Robot Monkeys help Chiro hone his new powers as he evolves into the Chosen Protector of the Universe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I nearly died looking at the name of this show.Sounds really really really lame.At least they could have the heart to choose a shorter name.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:30 AM&lt;br /&gt;Adventures Of Jimmy Neutron Boy Genius&lt;br /&gt;"Jimmy Neutron: Boy Genius" tells the inter-stellar saga of a super-intelligent pre-teen boy inventor and his robot dog, Goddard. Together they undertake a daring rescue mission, battle evil aliens, save the Earth, and, perhaps most importantly, return home in time for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Falling asleep yet?I used to think I'd grow into these shows,but it seems I've long grown out of them.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:00 AM&lt;br /&gt;Pokemon Sr 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(No explanation needed.Arguably one of the best shows in the entire broadcast.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:30 AM&lt;br /&gt;Masked Rider 555&lt;br /&gt;An organisation known as Smart Brain is trying to take over the world using a force known as Orphenochs. Orphenochs are beings that evolved from humans when they die or are killed by Orphenochs.Not all humans evolve into Orphenochs and those that don't will wither away into ashes. Smart Brain however knows that this evolution process is flawed due to a genetic defect and that only with the help of the Orphenoch King would they be able to substain their Orphenoch forms.The Orphenoch King's whereabouts are unknown and in order for the King to mature, he must absorb a large number of Orphenochs and at his sub-concious stage, he would be weak and unable to defend himself against attackers. Thus 3 belts were engineered for Orphenochs to protect their king.However, once the Orphenoch King awakens that would be the end of humanity as we speak. The once President of Smart Brain ( who is the Goat Orphenoch ) did not want this to happen and sent out these 3 belts to his foster children so as to combat this menance to humanity.But little did they know that they have been protecting the Orphenoch King all along....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(555?Isn't that the number for notebooks?Ah well...First Masked Rider Ryuuki,and now this.)&lt;br /&gt;(Japanese dubbed live action shows seem immensely popular on Kids Central now...)&lt;br /&gt;(end irritating KCDC segment)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12:00 PM&lt;br /&gt;Justirisers - Glen Sword&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(No info found on this show.And I thought "Kids Central features local as well as internationally acclaimed children's programmes 47.5 hours on weekdays and 13 hours on weekends."If the shows are so "internationally acclaimed" then why can't any info be found on them?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12:30 PM&lt;br /&gt;Pretty Cure - Stressed Out! It's Not Easy Being A Superstar&lt;br /&gt;Futari wa Pretty Cure (ふたりはプリキュア) (often shortened simply to Pretty Cure, PreCure, or PuriKyua) is a magical girl anime series produced by Toei Animation and Asahi Broadcasting Corporation (ABC, Japan), currently one of the most famous, running in Japan. As with many such series, Japanese broadcaster polls indicate top viewer demographics being young girls and older teenage and young adult males, and it is the source of a major merchandising campaign. The series is currently available dubbed in German and Italian. Clips from an English dub have also surfaced, but it is unknown whether they are from a promotional video or a full production, on February 25, 2006 4Kids Entertainment announced that they had licensend of Pretty Cure at the New York Comic Convention, the show is set to air in the USA in September 2006. There are also a second series, Pretty Cure Max Heart, and third series, Pretty Cure Splash Star, which is currently airing. Two movies have also been made for this series which take place in Pretty Cure Max Heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This sounds stupid enough without those cream-puff-looking three flying things.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1:00 PM&lt;br /&gt;Teen Titans III - Trust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(nice.probably the best there is here.one of the only things worth watching.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1:30 PM&lt;br /&gt;The Batman II - A Fistful Of Felt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(For DC fans.Period.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- end transmission -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Understand now?Kids Central is now worse for wear.It used to be mainly for primary school children,but it seems more inclined towards those in the transitional age between preschool and primary school now than before.&lt;br /&gt;I pity the younger generation.Academically smarter,but a more bored bunch.&lt;br /&gt;It's a bit freaky being born in the dead center of the iGeneration.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20652746.post-115277584714414427</id><published>2006-07-12T23:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T01:27:32.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i walk alone</title><content type='html'>eldds party on tuesday was WILD!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;we had lots of food :P&lt;br /&gt;and that included CAKE!!!&lt;br /&gt;chocolate cake with lots and lots of cream!&lt;br /&gt;i didn't have any.for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;enter mr sng ^^.&lt;br /&gt;we served him cake in our war-torn land.&lt;br /&gt;what war-torn land,i hear you ask.&lt;br /&gt;well...&lt;br /&gt;considering that everyone was throwing cake at each other,and there were people posing for/hiding from cameras,i guess the land was war-torn enough for the whole of eldds.&lt;br /&gt;soon or late it had to come.people who attacked mr sng.&lt;br /&gt;they tried to throw cake at him.&lt;br /&gt;he said in that delightfully deep voice normally associated with him,"Save it for the sec 4s."&lt;br /&gt;he then said,"when i leave cedar i'll let you throw cake at me."or something to that effect.&lt;br /&gt;which didn't happen.&lt;br /&gt;they got his hand.&lt;br /&gt;cream-filled hands aren't very visually appealing.&lt;br /&gt;they nearly got his sleeve,which would have been really bad for him.&lt;br /&gt;he wears clothes which are hard to clean.&lt;br /&gt;i'll come back as many times as i can.&lt;br /&gt;when he leaves cedar i'll leave him with a brown print of a hand on his back.&lt;br /&gt;productions by lower sec!&lt;br /&gt;ok lah...&lt;br /&gt;graduation speeches!&lt;br /&gt;congrats ms debaters!&lt;br /&gt;congrats joyce aka ms congeniality!&lt;br /&gt;and liyana aka ms japan!&lt;br /&gt;and lucie aka ms czech republic!&lt;br /&gt;and sneha shankar aka ms bubbly!&lt;br /&gt;and reka and lilin and yingxuan and nisha aka ms vice president,ms president,ms secretary and ms treasurer!&lt;br /&gt;and the new exco!&lt;br /&gt;and gomenasai to arty for not winning!&lt;br /&gt;i voted for you ^^!!!&lt;br /&gt;stayed till half past six talking to liyana and joyce&lt;br /&gt;kept visualising hokage funeral scenes.&lt;br /&gt;i miss you all -.-&lt;br /&gt;wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;worked on presentation for ipw.&lt;br /&gt;fiona asked me about mr sng.&lt;br /&gt;i went pink.&lt;br /&gt;according to them.&lt;br /&gt;how couldn't i?&lt;br /&gt;i mean...&lt;br /&gt;ah never mind.&lt;br /&gt;i'll let you have a nice hearty laugh out of it.&lt;br /&gt;frankly i don't know why i go on thinking about him.&lt;br /&gt;he's about double my age and then some!&lt;br /&gt;then again,in revenge i asked my friends if any of them could confess to NOT having a crush on mr sng if at all.&lt;br /&gt;two out of five.&lt;br /&gt;one of the people who didn't raise their hands called one of the people who did a liar.&lt;br /&gt;i'll never walk alone,will i?&lt;br /&gt;dental appointment after that.&lt;br /&gt;darn it hurt.&lt;br /&gt;still does.&lt;br /&gt;keh.&lt;br /&gt;thursday.&lt;br /&gt;stared at the moon (which was still up) while the noticeboard competition winners were announced.&lt;br /&gt;didn't bother 'cos we wouldn't win anyway.&lt;br /&gt;xiao jun poked me and i swore at her under my breath,though it was loud enough for people around us to hear.&lt;br /&gt;contact time.&lt;br /&gt;mdm er told us we got the last position among the classes in noticeboard design.&lt;br /&gt;so what?&lt;br /&gt;not like we're all from art elective or stuff.&lt;br /&gt;besides,SOMEONE had to get the last.&lt;br /&gt;but mdm er sent someone to go check on 2p (winning class)&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*...the lives of people hellbent on winning.&lt;br /&gt;english.&lt;br /&gt;argumentative.&lt;br /&gt;Being beautiful gives one an advantage.Do you agree?&lt;br /&gt;(immediate response:HELL NO ARE YOU KIDDING?!)&lt;br /&gt;(argumentative notes:do not be too emotional in the essay.)&lt;br /&gt;(second response:remember your antithesis and how she succeeded.)&lt;br /&gt;(response to second response:who got into anglican?how is that considered succeeding in life?)&lt;br /&gt;i started by disagreeing,for i didn't see the wrong.&lt;br /&gt;i said that bill gates,gandhi (not you,neha) and lee kuan yew were all not as beautiful as leonardo dicaprio (of "The You Jump,I Jump Show" fame),but they all led more complete lives.&lt;br /&gt;then i said beauty gave a person unwanted attention.and added a story ^^.&lt;br /&gt;once upon a time my aunt went to geylang.she was kinda pretty.a dirty old man came up to her and asked her what her fees were.&lt;br /&gt;good example,no?&lt;br /&gt;next reason.&lt;br /&gt;beauty gives one a higher chance of being raped.which is the reason why girls are discouraged from clubbing.i then moved on to describe one of the overused scenes of tv serials.&lt;br /&gt;sexy girl walks into bar.boys stare at girl.boys offer girl drinks.girl gets drunk.guy takes girl to hotel.guy has --------- -------- --- (IVS) with girl.&lt;br /&gt;i love my examples.&lt;br /&gt;then i moved on to explain that beauty was not as important as kindness.less people will remember katharine hepburn (who's katharine hepburn,you all ask.)(search wikipedia!) than mother theresa.&lt;br /&gt;and the number of people asking who katharine hepburn is will remain evidence that mother theresa,as well as other kind people,will always be more famous.&lt;br /&gt;i went on to say that beautiful people were sometimes stupid.&lt;br /&gt;ms chile,i think,once had a person who,when asked which part of the world she wanted to visit,said rome,because that was where jesus christ was born.&lt;br /&gt;stupid enough for you?&lt;br /&gt;beauty can win pageants,went one of the arguments,but i rebutted by saying that it wouldn't last forever,unlike knowledge.and stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;i concluded by asking which,among beauty,intelligence and kindness,could be done without.(obviously the answer i wanted was beauty,but we'd probably all die of visual hell if that were completely true lol.)&lt;br /&gt;pe.&lt;br /&gt;*swears under breath*&lt;br /&gt;5 rounds round track.&lt;br /&gt;that guy was creepy.&lt;br /&gt;i did what i do to all the creepy teachers.&lt;br /&gt;sass them.&lt;br /&gt;he asked why last week we were so good,but so rowdy now.&lt;br /&gt;my reply,"Because we've got to run?"&lt;br /&gt;he asked my name.&lt;br /&gt;i told him,with one of those smiles i give when i accomplish something that previously gave me a lot of pain.&lt;br /&gt;he said,"Pleased to meet you."&lt;br /&gt;and i said,"Pleased to meet you too."&lt;br /&gt;the rest of pe wasnt worth mentioning.&lt;br /&gt;reading.&lt;br /&gt;got hacked by mdm er.&lt;br /&gt;told her i was afraid of getting my stuff wrong.&lt;br /&gt;she replied by saying no one was perfect,and asked if i could name a perfect person.&lt;br /&gt;i had someone in mind,but the model response was that there was no perfect person on earth,so i went with it.&lt;br /&gt;joy.&lt;br /&gt;guess i'll have to work it a bit more then.&lt;br /&gt;science.&lt;br /&gt;(i shall have to remember to bring my research papers.)&lt;br /&gt;the smell was horrid.&lt;br /&gt;and so was the state of the chicken stock + water + preservative mixture.&lt;br /&gt;it had stuff growing in it.&lt;br /&gt;i had to throw away the cling wrap.&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the lesson not worth mentioning either.&lt;br /&gt;math.&lt;br /&gt;free period.&lt;br /&gt;gail said i became more quiet after mdm er talked to me.&lt;br /&gt;(quite frankly there was nothing much to talk about,that's why i didn't say anything.)&lt;br /&gt;time went very quickly.&lt;br /&gt;end of school.&lt;br /&gt;blah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20652746-115277584714414427?l=na-nashi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20652746.post-115242343275444741</id><published>2006-07-08T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T22:37:33.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>convenience</title><content type='html'>henna-san can't make it.project work.&lt;br /&gt;no one to go with,didn't go to cosfest 06 T_T&lt;br /&gt;waaah T0T&lt;br /&gt;(two other reasons below.)&lt;br /&gt;1)my faustian bargain with mum over homework didn't give out.'nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;2)OROCHIMARU'S FRICKING BELT THING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whyohwhy did all the business choose this week to come?!&lt;br /&gt;or is it just me?&lt;br /&gt;i shall not know for a while...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20652746-115242343275444741?l=na-nashi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20652746.post-115233013514483777</id><published>2006-07-07T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T20:42:15.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yesterday!</title><content type='html'>the official script will produce sweatdrops on your head and ten thousand crows over it.it sort of did for me.(our script involves POPEYE!THE GUY WITH TUMOURS IN HIS ARMS AND A STUTTERY VOICE AND ONE EYE BLIND!)(and olive!gasp!no prizes for guessing who gets it.)&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;friday,we were released at TWELVE!!!&lt;br /&gt;then i went for an emergency eldds meeting.&lt;br /&gt;turned out that balveen...well...something happened to her.&lt;br /&gt;anyway,after that i got my hair layered!&lt;br /&gt;YES,layered!&lt;br /&gt;now it's sort of like orochimaru's hair.&lt;br /&gt;BUT IT NEEDS TO GET LONGER!&lt;br /&gt;whoever heard of hair getting longer after two days?!&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;one and a half days left at time of writing to finish this off.&lt;br /&gt;or to not go at all.&lt;br /&gt;i have a bargain with mum.&lt;br /&gt;if i can finish my work before the thing,i can go.&lt;br /&gt;but note i have to do this fast.&lt;br /&gt;time is very short,and orochimaru's outer layer of clothes is not yet complete.&lt;br /&gt;HOW THE HELL DO THEY DO THE PURPLE BELT THING?!&lt;br /&gt;my oro-sama won't have earrings.&lt;br /&gt;i don't do pierces.&lt;br /&gt;(though if i did have a bit more time i could insert magnets and use them as earrings.)&lt;br /&gt;(that's how i go round with them,if at all)&lt;br /&gt;SUPERMAN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;coincidentally wore my black superman shirt.&lt;br /&gt;(wore all black.except my slippers.same old,same old.)&lt;br /&gt;invited dione.&lt;br /&gt;who unfortunately was not informed it would be a formal function.&lt;br /&gt;she was scared at first XD.&lt;br /&gt;she asked why my dad got invited to private functions.&lt;br /&gt;i told her,when you're in a non-government organisation for helping singapore,you get invited to lots of stuff like this.&lt;br /&gt;well it's true!&lt;br /&gt;we had too much punch.&lt;br /&gt;it rocks anyhow.&lt;br /&gt;dione liked the sauteed potatoes.&lt;br /&gt;i had no special preference.&lt;br /&gt;in the middle of her potatoes&lt;br /&gt;and my punch and brownie (i didn't even touch it yet)&lt;br /&gt;dad came and told us we had to go to the theatre.&lt;br /&gt;couldnt finish waah.&lt;br /&gt;oh well we went in.&lt;br /&gt;me and dione were freaked for the first part.&lt;br /&gt;the omni theatre takes quite a bit of getting used to.&lt;br /&gt;the sound was good.&lt;br /&gt;it was nice,but it hurts to look up.&lt;br /&gt;so i moved round a bit.&lt;br /&gt;but halfway through the thing,my bladder began a protest.&lt;br /&gt;and i started counting towards the end of the show.&lt;br /&gt;and everytime i said,"yes it should end around now"&lt;br /&gt;superman would carry out something emotional and dash my hopes T_T&lt;br /&gt;so you can imagine what happened when the show ended.&lt;br /&gt;i ran to the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;RAN!&lt;br /&gt;thank goodness the toilet had toilet paper.&lt;br /&gt;when i finally appeased my bladder (because too much fruit punch before superman is bad for you) i came out and saw dione coming towards the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;she told me to go join track and field.&lt;br /&gt;i told her the track and field teacher had asked me many times to do so when i ran in front of 2c,and everytime i refused.&lt;br /&gt;we all got goodie bags ^^.&lt;br /&gt;everyone had the same stuff.&lt;br /&gt;so dad looked in his and found a little black box with a superman logo on it.&lt;br /&gt;he opened it and found...&lt;br /&gt;A KEYCHAIN!&lt;br /&gt;(this is so like the anticlimax scene in cknd when numbuh 86 said,"the first one to send the code in will get...A KEYCHAIN!")&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;not just ANY keychain.&lt;br /&gt;me and dione had one each too.&lt;br /&gt;i told her to open the box and look inside.&lt;br /&gt;she did.&lt;br /&gt;then i led her to the gift shop showcase.&lt;br /&gt;and she couldn't stop staring.&lt;br /&gt;the keychain costs...&lt;br /&gt;go and see yourself.&lt;br /&gt;then dione left us,and we went home.&lt;br /&gt;OH LORD THE SHOW ROCKS!&lt;br /&gt;but i'm better off doing my stuff for now.&lt;br /&gt;so many things to do,so little time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20652746-115233013514483777?l=na-nashi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/feeds/115233013514483777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20652746&amp;postID=115233013514483777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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haven't seen the official script yet,but heck,i'm not the scriptwriter-in-charge.&lt;br /&gt;It borrows elements from a script that was purely done by me after this started.this script is very wizard-of-oz-like,and will take up the next lot of blogspace here.&lt;br /&gt;after the birdie calls peter pan a loser,he starts wondering if he will be able to fly again.he says that this question is making him lose his mind,and he starts musing,"If Only I Had A Brain."&lt;br /&gt;the seven dwarves soon appear,and they sing,"hi-ho,hi-ho,we have no place to go..."&lt;br /&gt;it turns out that hermione granger's (known to them as the witch Harmonica) cat crapped on their roof,causing the house to become too smelly to live in.they muse,"If Only We Could Go Home."which gets Peter Pan's attention and causes him to go with them to find the Wizard Of Oz,I mean Hogwarts.Along the way they meet Charlie (of Charlie And The Chocolate Factory fame) who has no courage to face the media,and muses,"If Only I Had Courage."Of course,he joins the team,and they move on.&lt;br /&gt;The final addition to the team is Mister Richard Gere,who is first seen asking around for people whose brothers are going on journeys.(See Visa ad for more information.)He wishes to buy them ten thousand birds.(though he can't do that,as you will see later.)He says he has not the heart to do any other form of kindness.He joins Peter's team after musing,"If Only I Had A Heart."&lt;br /&gt;They end up in front of Hogwarts.Harry comes out and says,"Hi,I'm Harry Potter and I love magic."The team mobs them with their wants,and he yells,"SHUT UP WILL YOU ALL SHUT UP!One at a time."He,after hearing their stories,concludes that he cannot do their bidding,to which the team complains about something relating to cheating their feelings.He,however,takes them to see "someone who can help".&lt;br /&gt;Along the way again,HERMIONE ATTACKS.She calls Peter's team a "motley crew",to which the dwarves respond that they can't sing very well.(This should only be understood by the 30-something people.Motley Crue is a band from the 1980s.)Anyway,she asks them if they know who she is,and the dwarves respond by saying,"OH MY GOODNESS IT'S HARMONICA!"harry asks her if she made her cat crap on their house,then he calls it disgusting,then he calls her a disgrace to the house of gryffindor.hermione responds with "whatever.let's fight.",before doing a kungfu pose.&lt;br /&gt;harry,seeing that she wears black,uses the patronus charm and drives her away.good thing too.&lt;br /&gt;neo comes out complaining that he isn't getting a good sleep,before harry confronts him and asks for his help.&lt;br /&gt;Neo opens their systems and a new kazaa window.he downloads Courage.exe,Heart.exe,and Flying.exe (turns out Peter does have a brain.),and deletes CatPoopOnRoof.exe.He barely starts on the Flying.exe download when Hook comes to fight them.Peter,still biding his time,has an idea,and gets Neo to download AnimalTalk.exe to his (Peter's) system.Meanwhile,he calls out Cyclops,who,try as he might,cannot damage Hook.(Hook downloaded OpticBlastShield.exe)Charlie tries to get the Oompa Loompas to irritate Hook to death,but they were working,oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Mister Gere tries to release his birds to poop on Hook's head,but he'd maxed out his card a week ago.The dwarves charge into battle with their pickaxes,and are subsequently stunned by Hook.It seems that Hook is invincible,but Hook's file has been successfully accessed by Neo,who deletes all the special ability files he has,and soon after,Peter's files are downloaded,and Harry disarms Hook.Peter calls out the most fearsome crocodile in the water to end Hook's life.It turns out,however,that Schnappi is the most fearsome of the crocodiles (implying that there is only one crocodile in the river),and Neo tells Schnappi to push off.Neo deletes Breathing.exe on Hook's system - the main thing that keeps him alive.Hook dies,and everyone is happy.Everyone cheers.Except Neo.&lt;br /&gt;Neo states that next time,everyone should not use "password" as their password 'cos it's really easy to guess,and that they should be like him and use something like "supercalifragilisticexpealidocious",to which one of the dwarves point out that he has just surrendered his password.The script concludes with Neo saying something along the lines of,"OH CRUD."&lt;br /&gt;So I tell you all,FEAR OUR SCRIPT.Fear Peter Pan and the Seven Dwarves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20652746-115217316481728266?l=na-nashi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/feeds/115217316481728266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20652746&amp;postID=115217316481728266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;RAWKZ!&lt;br /&gt;We're doing a large clash of the characters we know and love,in Peter Pan and The Seven Dwarves!&lt;br /&gt;Trouble is,it isn't finished.We have one more day,based on our lovely director x monitress going to ask for an extension.&lt;br /&gt;Captain Hook,the narrator,has hacked into Peter Pan's system.He thought that Flying.rar was Breathing.rar,and hence,deleted Flying.exe instead.He reasons Flightless Peter Pan=Dead Peter Pan,and does his evil laugh thing.&lt;br /&gt;Simultaneously occurring,Peter Pan suddenly loses his ability to fly,and falls to the floor.He asks a birdie to teach him to fly,but the birdie calls him loser and flies away.&lt;br /&gt;IT NEEDS FINISHING!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20652746-115207764770883141?l=na-nashi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20652746.post-115206712104427575</id><published>2006-07-04T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T19:38:41.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In style of Naomi's post,I shall introduce myself.&lt;br /&gt;Rather random post,I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So is your real name Vivi?&lt;br /&gt;Heck no.If you look,there are times when this fox spirit shows her tail,er,real name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you Japanese/Korean?&lt;br /&gt;I wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is your father/mother Japanese/Korean?&lt;br /&gt;Chinese.Both of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where's Singapore?&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who asks this question needs an atlas.Anyway it's just above the Equator,in Asia and above Indonesia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you really 14?&lt;br /&gt;Not yet.Two more months...Though when I was 13 someone asked me how many O level points I got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's up with you and anime?&lt;br /&gt;What's up with the rest of the anime lovers and anime?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(that was fun.now on to real stuff)&lt;br /&gt;YESTERDAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;a few of the seniors came back!!!YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;liyana,tingwei,lucie,joyce,yingxuan,lilin,reka...THANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;liyana read this book called Twilight.I shall go and read it if I can!&lt;br /&gt;then we talked...and talked...and talked.&lt;br /&gt;about everything!&lt;br /&gt;and at the end of the day,i said bye to them.&lt;br /&gt;"ja ne,liyana-senpai!"(that IS like naruto!)(naruto went,"ja ne,iruka-sensei!")&lt;br /&gt;most of the people who saw my new voodoo doll (which will not kill) said it was cute.Thank you!I think so too!&lt;br /&gt;But not dione.&lt;br /&gt;(she freaked out today when she saw tammy's voodoo doll was full of screws in its head and decided it was as scary as my zombie doll.)&lt;br /&gt;owell.late for class.g2g.bb!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20652746-115206712104427575?l=na-nashi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/feeds/115206712104427575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20652746&amp;postID=115206712104427575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/115206712104427575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/115206712104427575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/2006/07/in-style-of-naomis-posti-shall.html' title=''/><author><name>the ornitier girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12639703091772656188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20652746.post-115165033475421331</id><published>2006-06-29T22:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T09:51:15.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wrapup</title><content type='html'>tuesday and wednesday and thursday were SO FUN!&lt;br /&gt;tuesday we had el.&lt;br /&gt;without the sec 4s.&lt;br /&gt;still sad.&lt;br /&gt;liiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiyaaaaaaaaaaanaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-saaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaannnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;(sorry for behaving like when hatsumomo called awajiumi in the novel of memoirs of a geisha,but i couldn't help it.)&lt;br /&gt;I MISS YOU PEOPLE!&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;we had to mirror each other.me and tereza and pris went together.though when pris had to lead she broke down and started laughing like the mad girl she was.i went with vicki soon after.&lt;br /&gt;then.me and nika went together and she had to say come here and i had to say go away.then we had to present it.she and i kept it up for a while...and then i felt in my pocket.a pen!i took it out and brandished it.&lt;br /&gt;then we had to rp with each other.&lt;br /&gt;two characters.&lt;br /&gt;each had a want.&lt;br /&gt;me and nika,we were thieves.&lt;br /&gt;she wanted a sports car.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to tour the world.&lt;br /&gt;i killed her.with my trusty pen........knife.&lt;br /&gt;me and pris were the only two people who used force to get our ways.&lt;br /&gt;wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;i finally got it across to liyana that i was going to play orochimaru.she freaked out and slow-motion-ran for a while.&lt;br /&gt;what's wrong anyway,i'm the same height as him.&lt;br /&gt;he shouldn't call sasuke-kun a sexy thang when i'm calling him one.&lt;br /&gt;"My name is Terra. And I have done horrible things. I have sworn to serve a dark master. I have obeyed his every command and committed crimes in his name. I have betrayed and attacked everyone who used to be my friend. One by one, I have destroyed the Teen Titans. And with no one left to stop me, I have brought an entire city to its knees. My name is Terra... I have done horrible things... and I have absolutely no regrets."&lt;br /&gt;(sorry.major digression.i love this quote.)&lt;br /&gt;"Cyborg: No more chances.&lt;br /&gt;Starfire: No more trust.&lt;br /&gt;Raven: And no more mercy.&lt;br /&gt;Beast Boy: She's just another criminal.&lt;br /&gt;Robin: And we're going to stop her. No matter what it takes."&lt;br /&gt;(and this one.)&lt;br /&gt;wednesday.nothing too interesting.only that MR ANG IS SUPER NICE!he asked us for a deadline,and we said friday.&lt;br /&gt;thursday.&lt;br /&gt;el practice for...ah you seniors should know.&lt;br /&gt;we crapped a lot.pris was disgusted by tereza's and my public proclamations of love in the spirit of our characters.&lt;br /&gt;chinese tuition.&lt;br /&gt;called the boys han shen-ge and yang en-ge.(this would mark the very first time i addressed them as big brothers.)(you know what they say,love your enemies.it gets them confused.)&lt;br /&gt;finished rereading lord of the flies.&lt;br /&gt;told naomi there were only 731 days to her 16th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;friday.&lt;br /&gt;mr sng has initiated a drama royal rumble between the classes in each level.&lt;br /&gt;i thought it had a subject,but it didn't.&lt;br /&gt;when i found out mr sng initiated it,i was,to say the least,shocked.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why i was shocked,but it took a good toll on me.&lt;br /&gt;let's just say that i momentarily lost control of my bodily functions,and a fairly large spot the curved surface area of my little finger of amylase and other liquids found a home on my skirt.&lt;br /&gt;i'm scared.&lt;br /&gt;2c doesn't have much spirit to speak of to tell the truth.&lt;br /&gt;at least i think so.&lt;br /&gt;we've grown together,but we don't cheer a lot,and,yes,i can readily admit to being part of this...&lt;br /&gt;un-togetherness.&lt;br /&gt;i jog in front of everyone else during jogging.&lt;br /&gt;call it pride or anything of the sort,but i get a real kick about seeing me,the below-average runner,jogging fast,then getting a chance to walk,then the chance to turn around,look at the rest of 2c,and wave at them like nobody's business.&lt;br /&gt;i'm scared that even if i try my best,even if i give it my all,centrestage,sidestage,or backstage,or all three,we won't make it.&lt;br /&gt;this is pessimistic talk.i know.but i'm still scared.&lt;br /&gt;realised i forgot to bring my tie O.o&lt;br /&gt;nothing better to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20652746-115165033475421331?l=na-nashi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/feeds/115165033475421331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20652746&amp;postID=115165033475421331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/115165033475421331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/115165033475421331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/2006/06/wrapup.html' title='wrapup'/><author><name>the ornitier girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12639703091772656188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20652746.post-115147286565668418</id><published>2006-06-27T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T09:35:36.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>quiz</title><content type='html'>Name twenty people you can think of right now. Don't read the question(s) until you've named the 20 people. At the end of this, choose five people to do this.&lt;br /&gt;1) Naomi Seow&lt;br /&gt;2) Dione Chen&lt;br /&gt;3) Prisia Ong&lt;br /&gt;4) Liyana&lt;br /&gt;5) Orochimaru (he's a moving picture,but so what.)&lt;br /&gt;6) Lee Miao Qian&lt;br /&gt;7) Mr Sng&lt;br /&gt;8) Shikamaru (another non-human moving picture)&lt;br /&gt;9) Hao Yee&lt;br /&gt;10) Lilin&lt;br /&gt;11) Nika&lt;br /&gt;12) Xiao Jun&lt;br /&gt;13) Tereza&lt;br /&gt;14) Lucie&lt;br /&gt;15) G x Sakina(obviously not real name.)&lt;br /&gt;16) Eunice&lt;br /&gt;17) Stephanie&lt;br /&gt;18) Qian Yun (why the hell i suddenly thought of her i dont know.)&lt;br /&gt;19) Gail&lt;br /&gt;20) Elaine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you meet #14 (Lucie)?&lt;br /&gt;ELDDS!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if you didn't meet #1 (Naomi)?&lt;br /&gt;I can't imagine.I'd probably be dead by now 'cos when I met her,it was in a time in my virtually dark,ruined childhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if #9 (Hao Yee) and #20 (Elaine) dated?&lt;br /&gt;Beats me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would #6 (Miao Qian) and #17 (Stephanie) make a good couple?&lt;br /&gt;I don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Describe #3 (Prisia).&lt;br /&gt;Completely mad.She needs a straightjacket.NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is #8 (Shikamaru) attractive?&lt;br /&gt;He ain't handsome till Kagaya-neechan gets her hands on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Describe #7 (Mr Sng).&lt;br /&gt;V. nice teacher who writes poetry and loves football.Teacher in charge of ELDDS.V.v. funny and has a v. loud voice.Also was my oral invigilator in Sec 1.And I thank him for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know any of #12 (Xiao Jun) family members?&lt;br /&gt;No.Unless you consider her sworn sister Amelia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if #18 (Qian Yun) confessed to you that she likes you?&lt;br /&gt;Friend,I'd believe.Lover,I'd call her a psycho.Though the stated situation will most probably never happen.NEVAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What language does #15 (G x Sakina) speak?&lt;br /&gt;English, Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is #9 (Hao Yee) going out with?&lt;br /&gt;no one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How old is #16 (Eunice)?&lt;br /&gt;14.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is the last time you spoke to #13 (Tereza)?&lt;br /&gt;A few minutes ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is #2's (Jolin) favourite band/singer?&lt;br /&gt;S.H.E./Jolin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever date #4 (Liyana)?&lt;br /&gt;If you're talking about the sort of thing girls my age go out with their friends to do,that's fine with me.Otherwise,TAKE YOUR BRAIN OUT AND WASH IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever date #7 (Mr Sng)?&lt;br /&gt;What's your problem?He lives by himself,he's the TEACHER IN CHARGE OF ELDDS,and...ah heck no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is #15 (Ke Xin) single?&lt;br /&gt;DUH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's #10's (Lilin) last name?&lt;br /&gt;Hu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever be in a relationship with #11 (Nika)?&lt;br /&gt;WASH YOUR BRAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School of #17 (Stephanie)?&lt;br /&gt;Mesa not sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School of #20 (Elaine)?&lt;br /&gt;Cedar.Like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where does #6 (Miao Qian) live?&lt;br /&gt;Far away enough from me to not get killed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your fave thing about #5 (Orochimaru)?&lt;br /&gt;...I don't know.I feel unreasonably attracted to him.(Even though he's FIFTY-THREE.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you seen #1 (Naomi) naked before?&lt;br /&gt;Don't be stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 'lucky' people:&lt;br /&gt;I shall not force this on you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20652746-115147286565668418?l=na-nashi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/feeds/115147286565668418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>As I write this,it is one hour to the first ELDDS meeting of the term.&lt;br /&gt;Only one difference,and a painful one;THE SEC FOUR SENIORS ARE NO LONGER AROUND ANY FRICKING MORE!!!&lt;br /&gt;Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah...&lt;br /&gt;And if you guys are reading this I just wanna say that I really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really miss you all. (To prove my sincerity in saying this,not to brag,I shall state as a fact that I used no copy and paste in typing the "really"s.)&lt;br /&gt;Dammit I can't remember a moment when I didn't like talking to you people.Somehow you all manage to understand this 14 year old (when I thought no one,not even myself could).Sec 4 Farewell Party hasn't even come to pass,and I miss you guys already.(And for some reason I seem to get along better with people two years older than me.)&lt;br /&gt;My mind's set on dressing as Oro-sama.No one except the higher authorities can stop me now.Believe it.&lt;br /&gt;ELDDS won't be the same without you sec 4 people.I know I need to grow up and all,but it's hard.I'm going back to that scene of the Sandaime Hokage's funeral.I think the saddest part was Iruka's flashback.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A ninja musn't show his emotions in any situation. A ninja must prioritize his missions first and musn't show any tears."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like Naruto in that part of Sarutobi's funeral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Iruka-sensei, why do people risk their lives for others?"&lt;br /&gt;"When one person dies...he disappears...Along with his past, current lifestyle and his future. Many people die in missions and wars. They die easily and in surprisingly simple ways. Hayate was one of them. Those who die have goals and dreams. But everyone has something as important as those. Parents, siblings, friends, lovers...People who are important to you. They trust and help each other. The bond between the people important to you ever since birth...And the string that binds them becomes thicker and stronger as time goes on. It's beyond reason. Those bound to you by that string will do that. Because it's important..."&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, I kinda understand that. But it's painful when someone dies."&lt;br /&gt;"The Third Hokage's death was not in vain. He left something in all of us. You'll understand soon."&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, I kinda understand that too."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(How ironic,that I describe the scene of the Hokage's Funeral and announce to you all my decision of dressing as Orochimaru for Cosfest V.If I go as anyone.)&lt;br /&gt;I know for one thing the Sec 4 seniors aren't dead.Far from it.This is an EXAMPLE.Not the real thing.&lt;br /&gt;It just won't be the same.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20652746-115139282877545995?l=na-nashi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/feeds/115139282877545995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20652746&amp;postID=115139282877545995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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of said person,just a small feeling inside that if you could you'd rather still be there.&lt;br /&gt;The day started with me coming to school just a bit before I usually did,and down to the courtyard.People had...changed.Some of their hairstyles were different,some had different coloured spectacle frames,others with different shoes,etc.I wandered the place like it was the first time I'd ever been there.&lt;br /&gt;After the morning's assembly,Mr Suresh came up to speak,and there was a sudden turning of the heads of the general student body to the left of the courtyard,and a loud whisper of the phrase,"New Teachers".Yes indeed,there were new teachers.Mrs Ng had left us,and so did Ms Kong.In their places,came the GUYS.(Godly Ugly Young Sirs.)One of them was to be the co-form teacher of 2C.My first impression,(which happens to be untrue) was,"Did he have a hangover?"&lt;br /&gt;The school day formally began with a man with a stern voice entering the classroom.He introduced himself as Mr Chai,c/w big letters on the board.He was actually quite nice ^^.He asked us why we hated/loved history,and asked if any of us played comp games.To which I raised my hand.Everyone stared at me,so I asked,"What!Age of Empires 3 is nice!".I stated that I had mixed beliefs about History because it's fun to learn but the questions kill it off.&lt;br /&gt;Enter Mrs Loh.She said we all had to work harder this semester,'cos we have 14 weeks left to study for final years.And I totally agreed,AND began taking down notes *cheering in background*.&lt;br /&gt;Enter Ms Quek.She asked if we started on Roll Of Thunder,Hear My Cry.We didn't.So she explained its background to us,from slave trades to KKK.It seemed I was the only one responding.Really!She asked a person from each row to introduce themselves,and she pointed to me when it came to my row and said,"You,young lady,what is your name and what are your feelings about Lit?".Answered her with my classic answer:Mixed Feelings.&lt;br /&gt;Went for recess.Came back and read a bit more Bushido for Reading.Then it was Chinese,where it was announced Mdm Er would take a new approach to teaching us *more cheering in background*.She'd take us to the library,the garden,anywhere that would inspire us to write.w00t.&lt;br /&gt;Enter Mr Ang.Nice guy.Introduced himself,made us introduce ourselves.It came to me soon enough,and I expressed my desire to enter Broadway.I think.He gave us forms to fill out about ourselves.One of them said,"Describe yourself in one sentence."&lt;br /&gt;My reply:"I am a completely mixed bag,and it is impossible to figure out how my mind works (because even I don't know sometimes)."&lt;br /&gt;I also noticed the likes line was longer than the dislikes line.Heck.I wrote lots and lots of likes.I don't hate a lot now,I guess,so I wrote,"A certain group of people from my childhood."&lt;br /&gt;Ms Thang's period.Same old,same old.&lt;br /&gt;13 days to Cosfest V:The Reunion.&lt;br /&gt;Next Monday's a day to work on it.&lt;br /&gt;Konnichiwa,Oro-sama.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20652746-115130531617564441?l=na-nashi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/feeds/115130531617564441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20652746&amp;postID=115130531617564441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/115130531617564441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/115130531617564441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/2006/06/first-day.html' title='first day'/><author><name>the ornitier girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12639703091772656188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20652746.post-115098487854022797</id><published>2006-06-22T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T07:01:19.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>overdue</title><content type='html'>i know very well this is overdue.&lt;br /&gt;but to spare you people details,&lt;br /&gt;during the second week i was in the gold coast,where i shot another video,which i will not give you crudders the url to.&lt;br /&gt;it was hot and cold at the same time,and it totally rocked.&lt;br /&gt;i wore my chuunin gloves.it got cold sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;and i went to seaworld,movieworld and dreamworld.&lt;br /&gt;and had curry udon.&lt;br /&gt;twice!&lt;br /&gt;third week.&lt;br /&gt;bro and parents went to tokyo.&lt;br /&gt;was charged with taking care of other bro and sis.&lt;br /&gt;sis went and stayed over in her friend's house two times that week&lt;br /&gt;friday me and bro went for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;dinner was ramen for me and sis.bro had teriyaki.&lt;br /&gt;then fuhrer powers were stripped.&lt;br /&gt;then parents and bro came back.&lt;br /&gt;then the other comps came and now we're in peace.&lt;br /&gt;mostly.&lt;br /&gt;the end.&lt;br /&gt;how eventful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20652746-115098487854022797?l=na-nashi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/feeds/115098487854022797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20652746&amp;postID=115098487854022797' title='0 Comments'/><link 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officially declared cip week.&lt;br /&gt;monday,i slacked.&lt;br /&gt;tuesday,went to work in the restroom association of singapore designing badges for them.i loved my job ^^.&lt;br /&gt;wednesday,went to work there again.finished 8 happy toilet plaques for si ling primary school.man i never knew they were this easy to make!i could do it myself!&lt;br /&gt;thursday,i got up early and had myself a bit of hot choc.then went to maha bodhi to organise a camp.heck i think i did the least work among the exco members!ah,...&lt;br /&gt;dione and me were partners to lead a team.we're called rubbishamahwings!&lt;br /&gt;skipped lunch to read bushido.i'm underweight already,but heck,i had no idea i'd missed lunch.then again,BUSHIDO RAWKS.&lt;br /&gt;ALAN.dione's and my favourite.he's very funny,but he's rebellious.&lt;br /&gt;the day was spent playing games,watching the incredibles and me commentating (does that word exist?) captain's ball. ("Out.Again.")("Another out.")("Out.What's wrong with the ball?!")&lt;br /&gt;two handphones were lost.both relatively new.who stole them,we shall never know.&lt;br /&gt;friday,aka today.overslept one hour on the clock.cleaned up as best as i could and reached mbs about half past seven.&lt;br /&gt;more games.&lt;br /&gt;psychoing alan into playing along by sounding like michael jackson while he was blindfolded.&lt;br /&gt;and then sounding like jacko again.(and he said,"SO IT'S YOU!")&lt;br /&gt;sitting down guarding bags.&lt;br /&gt;sitting down guarding bags part 2.with dione.&lt;br /&gt;we saw the lion dance and wushu people.&lt;br /&gt;there was this small boy without front teeth in his upper case.&lt;br /&gt;when i say small,i mean SMALL.&lt;br /&gt;and he played...&lt;br /&gt;THE DRUM.Which was bigger than him.&lt;br /&gt;me and dione were entertained.&lt;br /&gt;amazing race.&lt;br /&gt;have a picture of yanting telling alan the broken telephone message.&lt;br /&gt;looks super suggestive.&lt;br /&gt;played the 20 game.&lt;br /&gt;except they only had to go to ten.&lt;br /&gt;then they had to stick their hands in murky water.&lt;br /&gt;turns out it was worse than i imagined.&lt;br /&gt;it had eggshells and stuff like that inside it.&lt;br /&gt;ah heck.&lt;br /&gt;this small boy called boon hoe won best camper.&lt;br /&gt;fiona and wanchen's team (fattychickenmama) won best group.&lt;br /&gt;our team,not to be outdone,got second.(LONG LIVE RUBBISHAMAHWINGS!)&lt;br /&gt;it's ended.how sad...&lt;br /&gt;ah nvm.&lt;br /&gt;25 minutes to the airport.3h 5min to takeoff.9h 5min to Brisbane.&lt;br /&gt;expect a whole week of updates.&lt;br /&gt;ja mata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20652746-114925391985999327?l=na-nashi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20652746.post-114862707721828935</id><published>2006-05-25T22:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T00:12:20.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the end of the semester</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;onara,onara,aju ona.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ganara,ganara,aju gana.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;nanari taryodo mononani,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;aniri,aniri,aninone...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(come come,come to stay.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;leave,leave,leave forever.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;even if we pass each other,we cannot be together,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;no,no,we could never be...)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(theme song of Da Chang Jin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The semester has ended.&lt;br /&gt;I know I should be happy but I figure for a bit that I should be devastated.&lt;br /&gt;Now for a solid month we celebrate Busman's Hols.&lt;br /&gt;That means we go on holiday,only to do the same things we do as on normal days.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway!&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday we went to a frog farm and a fish farm.&lt;br /&gt;BORING.&lt;br /&gt;The frogs are treated like...well...I don't know how to describe them.&lt;br /&gt;Read Animal Farm,should give you some idea about the respect they're given.&lt;br /&gt;I dropped my camera pouch in the DRAIN.&lt;br /&gt;I panicked,but then...&lt;br /&gt;I stuck my fingers in the mostly floating part and fished it out.&lt;br /&gt;I'll never leave my friends behind if I can help it.&lt;br /&gt;Not even the inanimate ones.&lt;br /&gt;I held it out first to let as much water as could be drained out drip from it.&lt;br /&gt;Then I put the pouch in a plastic bag,badges and all.&lt;br /&gt;O how Sabbath (I think it was him),2-D,Noodle,Russel,Murdoc and The Playboy Bunny must have suffered!&lt;br /&gt;On a separate note to attempt to make you all sick,Noodle's tongue's out in that pic.Imagine what she ate!&lt;br /&gt;But never mind.&lt;br /&gt;We were invited to see the slaughtering of a frog.&lt;br /&gt;Naturally (and here I nearly typed Narutally) I didn't go.&lt;br /&gt;Linli took out her fried seaweed in the bus.&lt;br /&gt;I was all FRIED SEAWEED!!!!!! and so went and got some.&lt;br /&gt;I took out my chips.&lt;br /&gt;She was all SEAWEED FLAVOURED CHIPS!!! and so went and got some.&lt;br /&gt;And so did Fiona and Wanchen.&lt;br /&gt;T_T(No Face emoticon lol...)&lt;br /&gt;But I shall remember what was said in Avenue Q!&lt;br /&gt;"When you help others,you can't help helping yourself."&lt;br /&gt;"When their dreams come true,it'll all be partly thanks to you."&lt;br /&gt;What Kate said around there,I shall ignore.("Give us your money!")&lt;br /&gt;anyway...&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to the fish farm,where there were less fish and much much more algae.&lt;br /&gt;And dogs.&lt;br /&gt;Reminded me of Nin-dogs.&lt;br /&gt;And we went in.&lt;br /&gt;And saw SNAKES!!!&lt;br /&gt;I took a picture of the whole tank of squirmy things.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna call it Kuchiyose no Jutsu.&lt;br /&gt;Hardly anything else there.&lt;br /&gt;Except I went and washed and cleaned out my pouch.&lt;br /&gt;Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;Hung pouch on hanger with air freshener.&lt;br /&gt;Last day of Best Practice Day.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone in ELDDS (almost) came together.&lt;br /&gt;Other than Liyana-san.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;We played on impromptu acting.&lt;br /&gt;I went with Meenachi.&lt;br /&gt;This is what happened.&lt;br /&gt;Meenachi:Excuse me,I'm lost and can't find my way out.Can you help me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immediately I started having visions of Johnny Rocketfingers and Sasuke in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivi:*apathetic expression* And why should I help you?&lt;br /&gt;M:I came here with my parents and got separated from them.Where is this place?&lt;br /&gt;V:This is (raises arms to show expanse of place)The Land Of The Gangsters.After that I won't tell you anything else.&lt;br /&gt;M:But I'm lost!&lt;br /&gt;V:I don't give anything away for free.&lt;br /&gt;M:Fine.What must I do before you'll give me information?&lt;br /&gt;V:Well...I dropped my lighter down the drain.If you'll go get it back for me I'll consider.&lt;br /&gt;M:But it's down the drain!It's gone!!!&lt;br /&gt;V:Take it or leave it.&lt;br /&gt;M:I'll find my own way out.&lt;br /&gt;V:Fair enough.(whispered:You'll never get out.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ff7ac.syaoran.nu/gallery.php?page=3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ff7ac.syaoran.nu/gallery.php?page=3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we sat.I LOVE THAT ONE.I love acting all gangstery.&lt;br /&gt;Then we played H2O.Prisia was running and Sneha was chasing.&lt;br /&gt;Sneha was about to get Pris when she turned around.&lt;br /&gt;Then we heard a Grade A Snarl.&lt;br /&gt;Sneha screamed and ran away.&lt;br /&gt;Prisia got to her destination.&lt;br /&gt;I used a sabotage tactic I call...Going Home.&lt;br /&gt;Person hits my partner.&lt;br /&gt;I run.&lt;br /&gt;Catcher gaining on us.&lt;br /&gt;I go BEHIND the two people standing which I left and go to the other side.&lt;br /&gt;I bump the new person,and my ex-partner has to run.&lt;br /&gt;Shermaine played the Hokage's Funeral again. :))&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else really did happen after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;Two periods of peace in packing up.&lt;br /&gt;Then we walked to the hall slowly.&lt;br /&gt;Then while passing the music room Elaine and I heard loud rock music.&lt;br /&gt;And Mdm Er walking away from the hall in disgust making disgusting noises.&lt;br /&gt;We RAN!!!&lt;br /&gt;When we entered the hall,we saw a white-blonde haired guy with fair skin.&lt;br /&gt;I for a fleeting moment thought he was albino,and I was right.&lt;br /&gt;He's Levan.I took this to be Eleven or Lemon or something,and therefore I never did call him by his name when he was there.&lt;br /&gt;I did get his autograph.&lt;br /&gt;And everyone else's.&lt;br /&gt;Ronin ROCKS SO HARD!!!&lt;br /&gt;That's the band.&lt;br /&gt;987 didn't come 'cos they exceeded the time given.&lt;br /&gt;But after three acoustics,they told us all to get up.&lt;br /&gt;We got up,me still clutching Harry and co. on my notebook,and JUMPED!!!&lt;br /&gt;I was next to Xiao Jun and Tereza,and we were out in the second row being ecstatic albeit somewhat mad people.&lt;br /&gt;We JUMPED.And WAVED OUR ARMS (or in my case arm).AND SHOWED THE ILU SIGNS!&lt;br /&gt;I love that assembly.Best time I'd ever had in my life at an assembly.&lt;br /&gt;They even turned off the lights so the spotlight was on Ronin!&lt;br /&gt;Someone threw their tie on stage.&lt;br /&gt;Derryn (if i'm not mistaken) took it and hung it on his guitar till the gig was over,when he threw it back where it came from.&lt;br /&gt;Jostling and hotness and sweat,but still a great experience.&lt;br /&gt;They mobbed Levan after he got off the stage.&lt;br /&gt;Down the stairs and into the canteen even.&lt;br /&gt;He couldn't eat anything.&lt;br /&gt;I pity him.&lt;br /&gt;Gave up about ten pieces of paper to fanatically swooning girls mobbing ME.&lt;br /&gt;Most of which were my classmates,and all of the fanatically swooning girls fanatically swooning on THEM.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;Someone came up with the bright idea of making them sign on their ties.&lt;br /&gt;And who washes ties?&lt;br /&gt;Not many people.&lt;br /&gt;Levan asked how much a tie was.&lt;br /&gt;His answer:$6&lt;br /&gt;The others were mobbed too.&lt;br /&gt;Right now my only wish is that arty and I get our messages read by the jocks.&lt;br /&gt;I'd to courier it for arty,the album seller had to courier it for me,Levan has to courier it for the album seller.How simple this is!NOT.&lt;br /&gt;Hope it works.&lt;br /&gt;Respect for local bands is now officially in order.&lt;br /&gt;Although if Levan dyed his hair Kadaj's silver it might be cute.&lt;br /&gt;REPORT BOOKS!!! *dies*&lt;br /&gt;Did fairly well.&lt;br /&gt;My standing in the level and in class went up.&lt;br /&gt;But my general percentage went down.&lt;br /&gt;Weird...&lt;br /&gt;Ah well crud.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20652746-114862707721828935?l=na-nashi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/feeds/114862707721828935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20652746&amp;postID=114862707721828935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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feel it everyday,but i'd refused it till after the greatest fight with my parents yet.&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;rewind to four years back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*the following is figurative conversation.almost none of it happened.*&lt;br /&gt;me:the scene here ain't big enough for the both of us.&lt;br /&gt;anti:truer words than i ever heard before.TEACHERS,FALL IN!&lt;br /&gt;teacher1:gloriosa,generosa!gloriosa,generosa!(i don't need to explain this do i)&lt;br /&gt;teacher2:o quam sancta,quam serena,quam benigna...&lt;br /&gt;quam amoena o castitatis lilium.(o how holy,how serene,how benign...how pleasant o pure lily.)&lt;br /&gt;anti:see?see???&lt;br /&gt;boys:this is a school where the only mother tongue is chinese.and chinese tradition states...&lt;br /&gt;me:but this is now!not old times!&lt;br /&gt;boys:SHUT UP AND LISTEN 'COS THERE'RE MORE OF US THAN THERE ARE CELLS IN YOUR BRAIN!CHINESE TRADITION STATES THAT WE HAVE THE RIGHT TO DO WHATEVER WE WANT!SO WE DO WHATEVER WE WANT!YOU HAVE THE RIGHT TO BELIEVE OUR EVERY ******* WORD!We hate you both,but we're the only ones who should be allowed to riot here because it's unbecoming of a girl to join our leagues,a stupid one at that who doesn't know how to shut up.SO SHUT!Besides,the teachers endorse her,and she's a PREFECT.(echoes of "prefect" coinciding with the word "perfect")&lt;br /&gt;me:*writes anti-antithesis stuff on textbook cover*&lt;br /&gt;teacher2:*steals book and gives it to teacher1*&lt;br /&gt;teacher2:LOOK!It's...*faints*&lt;br /&gt;teacher1:COME HERE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;me:kyrie,ignis divine,eleison!(o lord fire divine,have mercy!)&lt;br /&gt;teacher1:NO.You should be ashamed of yourself for cursing at one of the people in your cohort,particularly one who is *rattles off all the traits of a disney princess*.&lt;br /&gt;me:but that's not...&lt;br /&gt;teacher1:LISTEN TO THE TEACHER.Now don't do this anymore or I'll call your parents.&lt;br /&gt;anti:*wins prizes* *lauded by teachers*&lt;br /&gt;anti:the town ain't big enough for the two of us!you couldn't be more right!GET.&lt;br /&gt;me:Tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow,I love ya,&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow,you're only a day away.&lt;br /&gt;anti:*crushes tomorrow with finger*&lt;br /&gt;me:*shrinks*&lt;br /&gt;me:Don't it feel like the wind is always howlin'?&lt;br /&gt;Don't it seem like there's never any light?&lt;br /&gt;Once a day don't you want to throw the towel in?&lt;br /&gt;It's easier than puttin' up a fight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is how I shut myself away in a room akin to Rapunzel,never letting my hair down for those who wished to climb in,even to clean my grimed tower.&lt;br /&gt;Yes,my parents were right when they said I only fought with them 'cos I never wanted love.I hated trust 'cos it never worked,hated love 'cos it brought endless pain,no longer believed,like i would children my own age.&lt;br /&gt;Thus I grew into a world where I was its only inhabitant.&lt;br /&gt;Its walls were strong,its walls were thick.&lt;br /&gt;Its walls could never fall.&lt;br /&gt;Or so I thought.&lt;br /&gt;Because there it went last night.&lt;br /&gt;I'm proud to say I kicked them off.&lt;br /&gt;In short...&lt;br /&gt;The Iron Maiden has crumbled.&lt;br /&gt;And with the Iron Maiden image went my inability to feel.And to cry.&lt;br /&gt;On a separate note,this is the last session of ELDDS for the sec 4s.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna so miss them.&lt;br /&gt;It was like this guy from Naomi-san's school.&lt;br /&gt;He lost his left arm to cancer when he was about ten.&lt;br /&gt;The day before the amputation there was a farewell party for his left arm.&lt;br /&gt;And he told his mum when it was close to midnight...&lt;br /&gt;"I wish this moment would never end."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20652746-114836958110765506?l=na-nashi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20652746.post-114829089139848271</id><published>2006-05-22T02:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T02:41:31.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>prezzie!</title><content type='html'>finally got liyana her present.&lt;br /&gt;last night at suntec where i saw over the hedge.funny thing.&lt;br /&gt;liyana's present is...&lt;br /&gt;a one piece figurine.&lt;br /&gt;considering that she doesnt read it much it's very much past what she's reading but heck she'll probably get sanji anyway being as lucky as she is.besides there's a 7/12 (about 60%) chance she'll get someone she knows.i bought four.&lt;br /&gt;one for her ^^.&lt;br /&gt;lol watch me be mean and sadistic.two are not opened.&lt;br /&gt;the other two are franky and chopper.franky is gay...lol...&lt;br /&gt;chopper.&lt;br /&gt;kya ^^.&lt;br /&gt;but i personally think i should have waited for my next chance at popular bras basah.&lt;br /&gt;they have the enormous gummies i enjoyed so much in nagoya ~chuu.&lt;br /&gt;oh well...two unopened boxes and she has to choose one.&lt;br /&gt;wonder what they'll be.&lt;br /&gt;i stated we've to open them at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;also she didn't get it today 'cos she had work to do and so i'm giving it to her...tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;better bring eldds shirt too.&lt;br /&gt;dione came over to best practice day el booth!!!so happy...&lt;br /&gt;i saboed her.again.&lt;br /&gt;she had to go impromptu along with lilin.&lt;br /&gt;i went with sneha.nearly died there she was like..."THERE'S BLOOD!!!"&lt;br /&gt;and i was like,"I'll call an ambulance!"&lt;br /&gt;and i yelled,"MY PHONE CONVENIENTLY STOPPED WORKING HERE AND NOW!!!"&lt;br /&gt;she died.&lt;br /&gt;ding dong the witch is dead.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;wtv.&lt;br /&gt;going to make the empire better.&lt;br /&gt;ja!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20652746.post-114811746212651662</id><published>2006-05-20T02:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T02:31:12.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>amazing things</title><content type='html'>a couple of amazing things happened today.&lt;br /&gt;1)i could memorise faustus' final speech till the part where he says "then will i headlong run into the earth!"&lt;br /&gt;2)MS THANG WEARS A SKIRT.(considering i've never seen her in a skirt before this is headline news!)&lt;br /&gt;3)The Empire is complete!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freewebs.com/vivinefertari/begin.htm"&gt;http://www.freewebs.com/vivinefertari/begin.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)i actually agreed to tie my hair back a fair bit high.this isn't too amazing,but considering how i hate doing such things...ah never mind.&lt;br /&gt;gtg.ah pui wants the comp.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20652746-114811746212651662?l=na-nashi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/feeds/114811746212651662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20652746&amp;postID=114811746212651662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/114811746212651662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/114811746212651662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/2006/05/amazing-things.html' title='amazing things'/><author><name>the ornitier girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12639703091772656188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20652746.post-114801400117067663</id><published>2006-05-18T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T21:46:41.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cross country</title><content type='html'>today was hot,sweaty and...stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;*star wars music*&lt;br /&gt;CROSS COUNTRY.&lt;br /&gt;*stop star wars music*&lt;br /&gt;well i was all,&lt;br /&gt;"i'm gonna die,yeah yeah yeah..."&lt;br /&gt;that sort of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;DIONE AND XIAO JUN DIDN'T RUN!!!&lt;br /&gt;*points guns at their heads*&lt;br /&gt;*maplestory panda growl*&lt;br /&gt;i went with gail and linying ^^.&lt;br /&gt;the two of them initially wanted to walk all the way.&lt;br /&gt;(main reason for my fraternity with them,hahaha.)&lt;br /&gt;so the three of us could tie and get third last.&lt;br /&gt;THEN gail got the energy to run a while later before the race.&lt;br /&gt;then we went to the start line.&lt;br /&gt;and...er...started.yeah.&lt;br /&gt;*lord of the rings music plays*&lt;br /&gt;AND RAN!!!&lt;br /&gt;and got tired.&lt;br /&gt;and saw a couple of the teachers.&lt;br /&gt;and ran through dirt,&lt;br /&gt;and ran through dry leaves,&lt;br /&gt;and soil,&lt;br /&gt;and uneven patches of ground which nearly caused me to trip,&lt;br /&gt;and stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;ms kong came along!!!&lt;br /&gt;yayness ^^.&lt;br /&gt;but she was so fast...&lt;br /&gt;soon we lost her.&lt;br /&gt;but we did see...&lt;br /&gt;mr sng.&lt;br /&gt;(anticlimax)&lt;br /&gt;he told us to keep running.&lt;br /&gt;and i was thinking,"aren't we doing that?!"&lt;br /&gt;and...&lt;br /&gt;ms tan.&lt;br /&gt;(another anticlimax.lol...)&lt;br /&gt;and...&lt;br /&gt;mr lim.&lt;br /&gt;(that's three anticlimaxes.)&lt;br /&gt;gail and linying forsook me on the highway.&lt;br /&gt;i saw xiaojun towards the end.&lt;br /&gt;she told me to keep running too.&lt;br /&gt;by now i was so pissed with people telling me to keep running that i said something to the effect of...&lt;br /&gt;"you try running,fatty!"&lt;br /&gt;lol...&lt;br /&gt;finish line,saw mdm er.&lt;br /&gt;she said,"try not to push yourself."&lt;br /&gt;and the tracker behind her said,"run faster,only a bit more to go!"&lt;br /&gt;-_-"' DIAOS.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't collapse like most people.&lt;br /&gt;but what did happen was that my face started burning.&lt;br /&gt;it was NOT on fire,but it felt so hot...ah never mind.&lt;br /&gt;liyana came back pretty fast.&lt;br /&gt;she was red.like i was when i came in.&lt;br /&gt;heh.naomi was right."you'll never walk alone."&lt;br /&gt;she's gonna watch THE DA VINCI CODE.&lt;br /&gt;*blood boils under skin*&lt;br /&gt;DAMMIT SHE'S SIXTEEN YEARS AND...TWELVE DAYS OLD!!!&lt;br /&gt;and what am i???&lt;br /&gt;i've got one year,twenty-six days,eighteen hours and thirty-three minutes at time of writing&lt;br /&gt;BEFORE my own NC16!&lt;br /&gt;That means I can only watch the Da Vinci Code after...&lt;br /&gt;one year,twenty-six days,eighteen hours and thirty-three minutes!&lt;br /&gt;AAH!!!grr...&lt;br /&gt;oh well...&lt;br /&gt;will wait patiently.&lt;br /&gt;mr sng didnt wear his specs today.&lt;br /&gt;strange...&lt;br /&gt;he looks better with them.&lt;br /&gt;somehow,i think,so do i.&lt;br /&gt;*off topic*&lt;br /&gt;i found out he has four arsenal jerseys and one germany one.&lt;br /&gt;(i only asked him because he wore two jerseys today,and one on sports day which i forgot the names of.)&lt;br /&gt;memorised faustus' final speech from the back.&lt;br /&gt;can't seem to progress beyond when half the hour had passed.&lt;br /&gt;the day goes on.&lt;br /&gt;bb!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20652746.post-114794017385843949</id><published>2006-05-18T02:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T01:16:16.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lots of enemies.</title><content type='html'>today was okay...&lt;br /&gt;had to run four rounds round the track today 'cos we were under miss poon.&lt;br /&gt;and tomorrow's CROSS COUNTRY!&lt;br /&gt;more like cross (BLEEP)ry!&lt;br /&gt;on to happier things.&lt;br /&gt;played floorball against the sec 3s.&lt;br /&gt;lost.duh.&lt;br /&gt;got briefed on best practice day.&lt;br /&gt;thought that after that it'd be chinese opera&lt;br /&gt;(and &lt;strong&gt;fortunately&lt;/strong&gt; i'd not brought my earplugs.)&lt;br /&gt;lucky it wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;2c was escorted back to class,&lt;br /&gt;where we met a young lady about twice as old as us.&lt;br /&gt;she introduced herself as stephanie,and we could call her coach steph.&lt;br /&gt;i sassed her out so much i was the first person she was introduced to.&lt;br /&gt;and i learned that i learned by looking at things.&lt;br /&gt;the coach likes naruto!&lt;br /&gt;(dammit how i love anime.)&lt;br /&gt;yess....&lt;br /&gt;she asked whether we had boyfriends.&lt;br /&gt;me:"our boyfriends are not of the human world."&lt;br /&gt;her:"so you think you're a sort of god?"&lt;br /&gt;me:"no,the only boys we like are in manga."(something to that effect)&lt;br /&gt;she didn't understand because she pronounced it mang-à(the syllable "mang" pronounced the way the similar syllable in "mango" is pronounced.)&lt;br /&gt;(pardon my pedantic nature,but it's màngà.all the way.)&lt;br /&gt;i cleared that.&lt;br /&gt;she said boys are addicted to football,and girls are addicted to manga.&lt;br /&gt;once you read it,you're stuck for the rest of your life.&lt;br /&gt;at this i stared at my ANBU tattoo.&lt;br /&gt;stuck for life huh.&lt;br /&gt;so be it.&lt;br /&gt;along the way i continued in my endless pursuit to sass every single unsuspecting hapless soul that crosses my path.in this case,coach steph.who proceeded to sass me too.no less than five times did she attempt to take off her own/someone else's shoe and throw it at me.once i told her she could use nike waterbottles instead,and when she tried to shoot me with one,i took mine up.&lt;br /&gt;i also openly stated i hated kakashi,which caused her to declare me her enemy.&lt;br /&gt;kuso,so many people love kakashi WHATS THEIR PROBLEM?!&lt;br /&gt;definitely not as bad as the crazy photographer from a day and a quarter back.&lt;br /&gt;i also told her I LOVE SHIKAMARU.&lt;br /&gt;and she announced something to the effect of the following...&lt;br /&gt;"Shikamaru is a character from Naruto.He's very lazy but very very smart.But we all know that people who have brains and don't use them turn out like...you know who."*looks at me*&lt;br /&gt;and...&lt;br /&gt;we talked about time management,and our studying spaces,and stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;and...&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE HER MSN ADDRESS.&lt;br /&gt;But who said i'm giving it to you?&lt;br /&gt;lit roleplay was okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20652746-114794017385843949?l=na-nashi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/feeds/114794017385843949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20652746&amp;postID=114794017385843949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/114794017385843949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/114794017385843949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/2006/05/lots-of-enemies_18.html' title='lots of enemies.'/><author><name>the ornitier girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12639703091772656188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20652746.post-114777826122469541</id><published>2006-05-17T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T22:24:35.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rockin' tuesday</title><content type='html'>missed the class photo.&lt;br /&gt;YES.&lt;br /&gt;MISS'D ONE OF THE BIGGEST THINGS OF THE YEAR!&lt;br /&gt;it was more inevitable than keeling over for my antithesis&lt;br /&gt;or doing math homework.&lt;br /&gt;but that makes it second.&lt;br /&gt;and the first...&lt;br /&gt;well i hate the first so i won't tell you.&lt;br /&gt;mdm er asked me where i was hiding.&lt;br /&gt;I said,"hall lor!"&lt;br /&gt;i had eldds practice there (THE FRIKKEN PRODUCTION IS TOMORROW MORNING.)&lt;br /&gt;And I smiled at her as if she'd just told a retarded joke.&lt;br /&gt;THEN.&lt;br /&gt;ms thang's period.&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ms Wan came looking for the people going for the China immersion trip.&lt;br /&gt;And Ms Thang said...&lt;br /&gt;"Will all the china girls please go outside???"&lt;br /&gt;XDXDXD AAH ROFL XDXDXD&lt;br /&gt;Then!&lt;br /&gt;Still got some more!&lt;br /&gt;Then her period nearly ended,and Mr Lim was outside.&lt;br /&gt;She was shutting us all up,and she shut Mr Lim up too.&lt;br /&gt;XDXDXD ROFL x7!!! XDXDXD&lt;br /&gt;but then mr lim.&lt;br /&gt;ah man.&lt;br /&gt;i'd to do four quadratic graphs.&lt;br /&gt;took me his period till half past two.&lt;br /&gt;mr sng wanted us in the hall in total black AT TWO.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so...bad.&lt;br /&gt;wore my blacks ^^.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah black rawks!&lt;br /&gt;we're all acting!&lt;br /&gt;none of us are noh backstage people!&lt;br /&gt;mr sng told us to please learn to speak from the diaphragm so everyone could hear.&lt;br /&gt;so we did!&lt;br /&gt;and failed.&lt;br /&gt;most of us.&lt;br /&gt;i did it fairly well ^^.&lt;br /&gt;but rachna!&lt;br /&gt;she takes the cake.&lt;br /&gt;then mr sng asked if anyone wanted to say a line using our diaphragm.&lt;br /&gt;and what did i do???&lt;br /&gt;i did my best impression of the only line i'd ever heard from Monty Python And The Holy Grail.&lt;br /&gt;"Shut up,will you?SHUT UP!"&lt;br /&gt;It came out quite well.Even I was scared.&lt;br /&gt;mr sng said it was right.BUT.&lt;br /&gt;it was soft.&lt;br /&gt;he said 'cos i was small.&lt;br /&gt;(i'm just thin.i'm not a little kid.)&lt;br /&gt;he's probably right,but there's another reason i think...&lt;br /&gt;everytime i change my voice,which i did to sound like the guy from Monty Python And The Holy Grail,my voice becomes softer.&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;ENTER LIYANA.&lt;br /&gt;*slaps self after remembering to shut up about her*&lt;br /&gt;and i yelled towards her...&lt;br /&gt;"Shut up,will you?SHUT UP!"&lt;br /&gt;hehehehe...&lt;br /&gt;she was cheering us on ^^.&lt;3&lt;br /&gt; after she left...&lt;br /&gt;"I'M GOING TO BE THE HOKAGE ONE DAY,BELIEVE IT OR NOT!"&lt;br /&gt;then we did a good lot of practise.&lt;br /&gt;then we were dismissed!&lt;br /&gt;then i saw reema!so nice of her to come back!&lt;br /&gt;i don't really know her but i know she used to be my senior.&lt;br /&gt;led her to the rest of the seniors,and tried my love confessing thing on liyana.&lt;br /&gt;it didn't work,but she didn't want to hear the last part at all,and went to hide behind ting wei.&lt;br /&gt;then i repeated the hokage sentence.&lt;br /&gt;then lucie told me to please be quiet,people were having their macbeth rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;NEXT DAY.&lt;br /&gt;wore my black shirt inside.&lt;br /&gt;left for school.&lt;br /&gt;macbeth was SUPER.&lt;br /&gt;when someone was to present macbeth with a gift,macbeth said,"isn't this CHOCOLATE?!"&lt;br /&gt;and then..."not just any chocolate,FERRERO ROCHER!"&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;five minutes to eight-thirty i ran out and got changed into FULL BLACK &lt;s&gt;REGALIA&lt;/s&gt; !&lt;br /&gt;then we met.&lt;br /&gt;mr sng was there,and fifteen minutes was spent waiting for everyone to just finish.&lt;br /&gt;went and did warmups in the courtyard.&lt;br /&gt;THEN THE CRAZY PHOTOGRAPHER CAME IN.&lt;br /&gt;he kept taking photos of us doing our warmups.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S HIS PROBLEM!!!&lt;br /&gt;i didn't really want to shoot him.&lt;br /&gt;but then we went in and did our thing,&lt;br /&gt;and rachna was in the centre with the "walls" in As I Grew Older.&lt;br /&gt;AND THE STUPID STUPID PHOTOGRAPHER.&lt;br /&gt;He wouldn't stop taking photos of rachna.&lt;br /&gt;kneeled down,took the photos,&lt;br /&gt;once he even lay down and put his lenses in between one of the wall's legs!&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS HIS PROBLEM!HE'S MORE PERVY THAN ME!!!&lt;br /&gt;how can this be?!&lt;br /&gt;then!&lt;br /&gt;it ended.quite good.&lt;br /&gt;i found madman.&lt;br /&gt;i asked if he got the best shots.&lt;br /&gt;And you know what he SAID?!&lt;br /&gt;"ok only..."&lt;br /&gt;*fire in eyes*&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO SHOOT THE STUPID MAN.&lt;br /&gt;ok whatever.&lt;br /&gt;Henna!&lt;br /&gt;not my friend.the tattoo thing.&lt;br /&gt;i asked if i could do it myself,and they said yes.&lt;br /&gt;I have an ANBU tattoo now. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;FEAR THE ANBU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20652746-114777826122469541?l=na-nashi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/feeds/114777826122469541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20652746&amp;postID=114777826122469541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/114777826122469541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/114777826122469541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/2006/05/rockin-tuesday.html' title='rockin&apos; tuesday'/><author><name>the ornitier girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12639703091772656188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20652746.post-114788268488347402</id><published>2006-05-17T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T09:19:02.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>^^</title><content type='html'>today i shall talk about MONTY PYTHON!&lt;br /&gt;*mumbles something about this being the first post in ages not concerning liyana in any way.*&lt;br /&gt;I watched a couple scenes from Monty Python And The Holy Grail,and boy do I want to watch more!&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS SO FUNNY!!!&lt;br /&gt;XDXDXDXDXD&lt;br /&gt;i nearly died.&lt;br /&gt;the first scene i watched was the BLACK KNIGHT SCENE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=PyRyGD2dw9I&amp;search=monty%20python%20black%20knight"&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=PyRyGD2dw9I&amp;amp;search=monty%20python%20black%20knight&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all his limbs got cut off,and he said he was going to defeat King Arthur.&lt;br /&gt;And do you know what Arthur said?&lt;br /&gt;"What are you gonna do,bleed on me?"&lt;br /&gt;and he said&lt;br /&gt;"I'm INVINCIBLE!"&lt;br /&gt;and arthur said,&lt;br /&gt;"you're a looney."&lt;br /&gt;and the witch scene!&lt;br /&gt;"Why must witches burn?"&lt;br /&gt;"'cos their made of wood?"&lt;br /&gt;"Exactly!So how do we know if she's really a witch???"&lt;br /&gt;*silence*&lt;br /&gt;one peasant:"WOOD FLOATS ON WATER!"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes!"&lt;br /&gt;"So we throw her in the water,and if she floats,she's a witch!"&lt;br /&gt;"No we might drown her!"&lt;br /&gt;"What else floats in water?"&lt;br /&gt;"Apples!"&lt;br /&gt;"Really small stones!"&lt;br /&gt;"China!"&lt;br /&gt;Arthur:"A duck."&lt;br /&gt;"So if she weighs the same as a duck,she's made of wood!That means..."&lt;br /&gt;"SHE'S A WITCH!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah too lame!&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;ty for listening to all that monty python crud!&lt;br /&gt;byes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20652746-114788268488347402?l=na-nashi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/feeds/114788268488347402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20652746&amp;postID=114788268488347402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/114788268488347402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/114788268488347402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/2006/05/blog-post.html' title='^^'/><author><name>the ornitier girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12639703091772656188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20652746.post-114768679674632725</id><published>2006-05-15T02:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T04:01:17.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gomen!</title><content type='html'>sorry didn't post for so so so long...&lt;br /&gt;it really is a problem that i love bzoink so much now!&lt;br /&gt;*gives naomi-san a dirty look*thank you very much naomi-san for...er..."referring" me to bzoink.it keeps me so,er,..."occupied".&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;i was looking at my antithesis' blog.&lt;br /&gt;AND I REALISED.&lt;br /&gt;that while liyana-san celebrates her sixteen-years-and-one-week-oldness,my antithesis celebrates her FOURTEEN-years-and-one-week-oldness.&lt;br /&gt;Talk about plagiarism.&lt;br /&gt;How...&lt;em&gt;delightful,&lt;/em&gt;that the senior i like talking to the most shares her birthday with...*gives antithesis a dirty look*.&lt;br /&gt;We were all made to never like our antitheses.&lt;br /&gt;Today Cedar made news in In publication.&lt;br /&gt;or more specifically,our track team.&lt;br /&gt;i guess that isn't too bad.&lt;br /&gt;then i saw this girl called wan zara or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;she's kinda cute.&lt;br /&gt;or at least i thought so when i first saw her.&lt;br /&gt;then i looked closely and...&lt;br /&gt;oh god its my antithesis.&lt;br /&gt;i'd been punk'd.&lt;br /&gt;thank god.&lt;br /&gt;lots of things to do.too much to write!&lt;br /&gt;been caught up with my new...&lt;br /&gt;FREEWEBS!!!&lt;br /&gt;in beta testing mode.&lt;br /&gt;oh god how my life revolves around the computer now.&lt;br /&gt;*maplestory emote:f5*&lt;br /&gt;*slaps hand*&lt;br /&gt;OH NEFARIOUS HAND!To have led me into a world that is not my own,that is a myriad of wonderful colours,that is nothing more than a liquid crystal display to which there is no end,but can be stopped.&lt;br /&gt;But how I am loathe to still my hand,and end this adventure of a lifetime!&lt;br /&gt;And so I play on.&lt;br /&gt;In spite of the grownups around me telling me that I have the real world to live in,and not just this one.&lt;br /&gt;That it does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live.&lt;br /&gt;But no,I do not listen.My fingers,they are uncontrollable,they continue punching letters,numbers,punctuation.Intelligible,yet worthless.&lt;br /&gt;Of what worth is a life lived in this world of a screen,when all one does is slump his body close to it,and punch these useless words,spaces and punctuation?&lt;br /&gt;*end angsty phase*&lt;br /&gt;*looks at prose written above*&lt;br /&gt;OH GOD WHAT HAVE I DONE IT LOOKS LIKE A FRICKING SUICIDE NOTE.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not suicidal to begin with.You could have asked if I was some three years ago when my antithesis' control over me was in full swing and I'd have said yes,but not now.I don't even cut myself,although the sight of blood never did make me weak.I've so many insect bites I can't count them.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;And I noticed I'm starting to act like xiaojun.&lt;br /&gt;*angsty prose 2*&lt;br /&gt;O how it pains me to be separated from my senior!&lt;br /&gt;And yet,it is beneath my dignity to act like my friend.&lt;br /&gt;Every day she pines,without end,for her beloved Amelia.&lt;br /&gt;As I do.&lt;br /&gt;Everyday,she sings Amelia's praises.&lt;br /&gt;As I do.&lt;br /&gt;How is it that two different lives could be so intertwined?&lt;br /&gt;How is it,that I have fallen far beneath my dignity for the sake of a mixture between friendship,and something more than that,that is not love?&lt;br /&gt;No,I must stop.&lt;br /&gt;Such is the pain of abstinence.&lt;br /&gt;*end angsty phase 2*&lt;br /&gt;*looks at prose above again*&lt;br /&gt;Ok that was more poetic but WHO CARES.&lt;br /&gt;the point is i have to STOP FRICKING PINING.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;ok might as well give you the link to the beta testing area then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freewebs.com/vivinefertari/index.htm"&gt;http://www.freewebs.com/vivinefertari/index.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;visit.crap.whatever.it's still in experiment mode.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20652746-114768679674632725?l=na-nashi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/feeds/114768679674632725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20652746&amp;postID=114768679674632725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/114768679674632725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/114768679674632725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/2006/05/gomen.html' title='gomen!'/><author><name>the ornitier girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12639703091772656188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20652746.post-114726395496983440</id><published>2006-05-10T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T05:26:05.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;3</title><content type='html'>spirited away is awesome!!!&lt;br /&gt;and for the first time i like the hero!&lt;br /&gt;i love haku!!!sooooo cute!&lt;br /&gt;his clothes,his eyes,his short silky hair...&lt;br /&gt;*swoon*&lt;br /&gt;i like no face still...he's quite adorable too.but HAKU RULZ.&lt;br /&gt;the eldds blog is going good.i tried to put that girl by lindsay lohan on it but i guess...&lt;br /&gt;i shall attempt to find an answer!&lt;br /&gt;i'm changing the subbed heading image when i get the ifd photos and debate photos.&lt;br /&gt;i shall need to use mum's comp to edit it then...&lt;br /&gt;thirty days are left for mum's comp only.unless i use ps6 in cedar's comps.&lt;br /&gt;and then i shall edit the gorillaz logo!(again!!!)&lt;br /&gt;two days past liyana's birthday,and the present is yet to come.*sigh*...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20652746.post-114707322074282297</id><published>2006-05-08T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T00:27:00.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>liyana's nc16</title><content type='html'>today is liyana's nc16.&lt;br /&gt;she had exams.&lt;br /&gt;how ironic.&lt;br /&gt;but worse still,&lt;br /&gt;i haven't got anything for her yet.&lt;br /&gt;but i've started a fund.&lt;br /&gt;with five quid in it.&lt;br /&gt;i think i know what to get.&lt;br /&gt;something roy mustang.&lt;br /&gt;or the real konoha forehead protector.&lt;br /&gt;(no that would leave me in fatal debt its 25 quid.)&lt;br /&gt;i guess i've sort of grown to accept liyana and everyone.&lt;br /&gt;trouble is,its sort of late.&lt;br /&gt;their o levels are coming in six months and we're planning the farewell party already.&lt;br /&gt;why oh why do i have such retarded reflexes sometimes?&lt;br /&gt;i feel helpless.&lt;br /&gt;sent the russian doll card to her already.&lt;br /&gt;she will kill me.&lt;br /&gt;it takes ages to open.&lt;br /&gt;took me one hour to make.&lt;br /&gt;and the geog teacher said i had a lot of energy.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps so,but it doesn't show itself most times...&lt;br /&gt;most probably i'll get her three things in ascending size.&lt;br /&gt;yup that's a good idea.&lt;br /&gt;five minutes till they shut the classes.&lt;br /&gt;mata yo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20652746-114707322074282297?l=na-nashi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/feeds/114707322074282297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20652746&amp;postID=114707322074282297' title='0 Comments'/><link 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happy she was happy i remembered...&lt;br /&gt;her mid years are ending on tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;that means her mye coincides with her birthday.&lt;br /&gt;which is sad.&lt;br /&gt;i remembered last year...&lt;br /&gt;we couldn't have lunch on my actual birthday 'cos the day after was the english end year paper.&lt;br /&gt;and after that the science teacher wanted to show us a video on sex.&lt;br /&gt;and after that the one on a live abortion.&lt;br /&gt;1c and 1h sat together then.no one from 1c came out of the room while it showed,and three 1h people came out crying.lucky me and dione were standing outside before the movie began,but ten of us were supposed to go for lunch and forgo the movie.&lt;br /&gt;crud.&lt;br /&gt;ah never mind.&lt;br /&gt;me and liyana are just two lucky people in an unlucky universe.&lt;br /&gt;she shares her birthday with homura(from naruto.third hokage's friend.)&lt;br /&gt;i share mine with shikamaru(hot smart guy)&lt;br /&gt;well,no newsworthy stuff i guess,so...&lt;br /&gt;ja mata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20652746-114700572024587517?l=na-nashi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/feeds/114700572024587517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20652746&amp;postID=114700572024587517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/114700572024587517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/114700572024587517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/2006/05/blah.html' title='blah'/><author><name>the ornitier girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12639703091772656188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20652746.post-114650008564075127</id><published>2006-05-02T00:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T09:14:45.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>vivi's job</title><content type='html'>Well,here I am.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not expecting you to cheer or anything.&lt;br /&gt;Just that it's two minutes past midnight and it's a ridiculous time to be up on Blogger.&lt;br /&gt;Especially since there's school tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;BUT I do not stay up to blog without cause.&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing WORK.(*murmurs of,"wahh so hardworking..."*)&lt;br /&gt;I'm music director for my roleplay team for The Maria Hertogh Riots!Isn't that cool?I work and slack at the same time.(Or if you wanted to put it more formally,"Blessed is the one whose work is his [or her] enjoyment.")&lt;br /&gt;Here's the track list.DO NOT COPY ME.I'm NOT TRYING TO HELP YOU OTHER SLACKER MUSIC DIRECTORS OUT THERE DOING MARIA HERTOGH RIOTS.&lt;br /&gt;Separation of Adeline Hunter and Maria Hertogh&lt;br /&gt;---&gt; 3rd Hokage's funeral (aka Grief and Sorrow)&lt;br /&gt;- Naruto OST 3&lt;br /&gt;Growing up of Maria Hertogh&lt;br /&gt;---&gt; Onara&lt;br /&gt;- Da Chang Jin OST&lt;br /&gt;Trials for custody of Maria&lt;br /&gt;---&gt; Smith's Final Battle&lt;br /&gt;- The Matrix Revolutions OST&lt;br /&gt;Separation of Che Aminah and Maria Hertogh&lt;br /&gt;---&gt;Hinata vs Neji/Sonata 8,Pathetique,Second movement&lt;br /&gt;- Naruto OST 2/Beethoven&lt;br /&gt;Walk in Park for Eurasians&lt;br /&gt;---&gt; Canon in D Major&lt;br /&gt;- Pachelbel&lt;br /&gt;Riots&lt;br /&gt;---&gt; Naruto Main Theme&lt;br /&gt;- Naruto OST 1&lt;br /&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say I'm enthralled by Naruto.It's helping so much :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20652746-114650008564075127?l=na-nashi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/feeds/114650008564075127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20652746&amp;postID=114650008564075127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/114650008564075127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/114650008564075127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/2006/05/vivis-job.html' title='vivi&apos;s job'/><author><name>the ornitier girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12639703091772656188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20652746.post-114655114011896330</id><published>2006-05-01T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T23:25:40.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SABO</title><content type='html'>i'm gonna kill a certain c x j.&lt;br /&gt;maths today she shoved a postcard into my hand which said,"To Amelia."&lt;br /&gt;then the vice principal came in.she was going to watch mr lim teach us.&lt;br /&gt;THEN the vice principal came and sat at the back of the class.Behind ME.&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN another message came along for the monitress.And c x j made me pass it.&lt;br /&gt;And what happened next?Oh,but of course you should know.&lt;br /&gt;The vice principal found it most convenient to pin it all on my back.&lt;br /&gt;She stared at me with those beady eyes behind her Harry Potter specs.&lt;br /&gt;Stared so hard I swore her specs would catch the light and burn my shirt by refraction.&lt;br /&gt;Ow.I wanted so much to stare back,but that would lead me to near-immediate expulsion.We all know that.So I stared at...c x j.Who didn't take the message.&lt;br /&gt;For the rest of the lesson I  tried to go into drowsy depression.It was so convincing my system played along.My head started hurting,I started yawning,and my general self felt either tired or depressed.&lt;br /&gt;BAKA c x j!YOU WILL PAY FOR FORCING ME TO SEND ALL YOUR LETTERS TO AMELIA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20652746-114655114011896330?l=na-nashi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20652746.post-114637030472991251</id><published>2006-04-30T11:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T21:11:44.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>review.</title><content type='html'>The poem just below this post?It's one of my favourites.&lt;br /&gt;I really can't explain why I like it so much when it totally freaks me out and causes me to not walk around the house at night.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it's because it has a sort of dark goth charm to it.&lt;br /&gt;Either way it freaks me out.&lt;br /&gt;Back to happier things.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went to the second-last History Pageant practice.We finished everything(exc. music and edited photos.)And then we played around.&lt;br /&gt;Also I found out that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;certain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; people have a crush on Mr Sng...&lt;br /&gt;(they find him romantic,that he should write poems. -_-"')&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20652746-114637030472991251?l=na-nashi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/feeds/114637030472991251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20652746&amp;postID=114637030472991251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/114637030472991251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/114637030472991251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/2006/04/review.html' title='review.'/><author><name>the ornitier girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12639703091772656188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20652746.post-114636895451554578</id><published>2006-04-30T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T20:49:14.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brian Patten</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;While playing in the woodland's edge,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I saw a child one day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She was standing near a foaming brook,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And a sign half rotted away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There was something strange about her clothes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They were from another age.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I might have seen them in a book,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Upon a mildewed page.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She looked pale and frightened,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Her voice was thick with dread.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She spoke through lips rimmed with green,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And this is what she said,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"I saw a signpost with no name,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was surprised and had to stare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It pointed to a broken gate,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And a path that led nowhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"The path had run to seed and I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Walked as in a dream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It entered a silent oak wood,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And crossed a silent stream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"And in a tree a silent bird&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mouthed a silent song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wanted to turn back again,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But something had gone wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"The path would not let me go,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It had claimed me for its own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It led me through a dark wood,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Where all was overgrown.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"I followed it until the leaves,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Had fallen from the trees.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I followed it until the snow,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Drugged the autumn's bees.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"I followed it until the spring,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dissolved the winter snow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And whichever way it turned,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was obliged to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"The years passed like shooting stars,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They melted and were gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But the path itself seemed endless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It twisted and went on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"I followed it and thought out loud,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'I'll be found,wait and see.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yet in my heart I knew by then,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The world had forgotten me."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Frightened I turned homeward,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But stopped and had to stare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I too saw that signpost with no name,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the path that led nowhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(The Terrible Path,by Brian Patten.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20652746-114636895451554578?l=na-nashi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/feeds/114636895451554578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20652746&amp;postID=114636895451554578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/114636895451554578'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;But I probably will say yes to both.&lt;br /&gt;And then there is the most Pertinent Question of all.....&lt;br /&gt;WHO I'M  GOING AS!!!&lt;br /&gt;I was actually thinking of lots and lots of people.See,I took it out on my dA journal.&lt;br /&gt;Itachi,Shikamaru and Sasori and a couple more naruto people,Garnet,SEPHIROTH,Tifa,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kuja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For one thing I'm stick thin.-_-"'&lt;br /&gt;For another Kuja's pretty into the goth thing.&lt;br /&gt;Also he's pretty theatrical-villain styled.&lt;br /&gt;"You see,I promised him I'd let you live in return for doing me a little favor.But I hate keeping promises...and I do so love deceit!So,I thought I'd give you all a death to remember me by!You see,my palace is the home to a magnificent hourglass!And when the sands fall,you'll all die!Isn't it a fabulous idea?!Oops, only ten minutes left!Better start praying!Farewell my sweet,lovable morons!Aha ha ha ha ha ha!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;Oh how I love that,and also...&lt;br /&gt;"Why should the world exist without me?That would be terribly unfair."&lt;br /&gt;The true Kuja fanatics,they say,think every blonde is a Genome.(I wonder what'd become of the Naruto cosplayers there...)&lt;br /&gt;AND THE QUOTE PAGE!!! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.after-sin.org/kuja/quotes.html"&gt;http://www.after-sin.org/kuja/quotes.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh look its a major digression!and i've got to go!&lt;br /&gt;so i'll end the post like this...&lt;br /&gt;"Peace is but a shadow of death, desperate to forget its painful past...Though we hope for promising years. After shedding a thousand tears, yesterday's sorrow constantly nears. And while the moon still shines blue, by dawn, it will turn to scarlet hue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20652746-114620816967991668?l=na-nashi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/feeds/114620816967991668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20652746&amp;postID=114620816967991668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/114620816967991668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/114620816967991668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/2006/04/vivis-problem.html' title='vivi&apos;s problem'/><author><name>the ornitier girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12639703091772656188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20652746.post-114620464449647295</id><published>2006-04-27T23:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T23:10:44.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>will go back to modifying the skin i took for to change.of course i credited the author.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20652746-114620464449647295?l=na-nashi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/feeds/114620464449647295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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touch...</title><content type='html'>"'Cause everytime we touch, I get this feeling.And everytime we kiss I swear I could fly.Can't you feel my heart beat fast, I want this to last.Need you by my side." - Cascada(Everytime We Touch)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivi was very very very bad during Chinese tuition today when we had free time.When the boy she hated went to the toilet,Vivi told her plans to everyone in class,in English.The teacher couldn't understand that way.She was going to confess her (open inverted commas) love (close inverted commas) to him.They all said okay and waited.&lt;br /&gt;He came in.She kept quiet.The boys opened their mouth and said..."She's got something to tell you!"He said it didn't matter,and they said,"IT WILL CHANGE YOUR LIFE!"He said he wouldn't bother,and they said,"Turn around and look at her."I couldn't look up at him anymore.From hardened practise,she took a breath and said,"Ever since the day I met you,I couldn't stop thinking about you."Here,red began to take over the ends of her face,creeping oh so slowly towards her cheeks."I couldn't eat 'cos I was thinking about you.I couldn't sleep 'cos I was thinking of you.And when I did sleep,I dreamed of you."Here,she looked up at him for a while,then she announced,"I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!"&lt;br /&gt;By now everyone was laughing other than me,him,and the teacher,who hadn't the foggiest idea what was going on.I told him,"If you believe that,you'll believe anything."He said,"I'd marry any girl,other than her."It all smoothed over with lots of small talk,with special emphasis on the phrase "true love".&lt;br /&gt;Naturally I was the first to leave class,but not till after I explained to the teacher why we were all talking so...excitedly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20652746-114614349418309818?l=na-nashi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20652746.post-114602945838860192</id><published>2006-04-25T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T00:19:16.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the upndown day</title><content type='html'>up:eldds on tuesday where we went with mr sng&lt;br /&gt;up:mr sng made us use a chair in a different way.i used it as a watercooler,but pris here...schoolbag -_-"'.(to this mr sng says,"A for effort,F for safety.")&lt;br /&gt;down:i now know how wicked mr sng is.(he wanted to throw molten toffee into people's hair.and rotten meat with rats and maggots into the general audience.)&lt;br /&gt;up:HE WRITES POETRY!&lt;br /&gt;up:finally remembered to bring nike waterbottle to school yesterday&lt;br /&gt;down:ms chye thought i was doing all the talking.BUT I WASN'T!&lt;br /&gt;down:i now have something against xiaojun for taking my pen without asking me in music,using my pen AND openly declaring she hates me while doing so.&lt;br /&gt;up:when those who didn't finish their art were told to sit on the floor,33 of us sat.including me,of course.the floor was colder than the chair,so it was a welcome change.&lt;br /&gt;down:when we asked to be punished by standing outside mdm noor refused.&lt;br /&gt;down:we couldn't watch the teachers perform(teachers here means:the lit teacher [ms tan],the history teacher [ms kong],the teacher who invigilated us [ms tan 2],the math teacher [mr lim],AND MR SNG,among a lot of other teachers.)&lt;br /&gt;up:mr lim actually looks good in army pants.&lt;br /&gt;down:i have something against ng teng.she calls me mentally disabled,while taking a quarter off my roti prata(which she insisted on choosing.last time she made me give it to her too,and i had to eat with a plastic fork and a broken spoon.)&lt;br /&gt;DOWN:lower secondary students had to endure(not listen to.ENDURE.)a little girl who was singing.&lt;br /&gt;lower down:She sang so softly it was more of the music than her.&lt;br /&gt;six feet under:she was singing BRITNEY SPEARS.The song was Sometimes.(I'd spend a day in jail to not hear any normal Britney songs.To not hear Sometimes,I'd go to the brig for a week.)&lt;br /&gt;slightly up:it was the only song she sang.&lt;br /&gt;up some more:my questions to ms kong were replied.&lt;br /&gt;little dip:she didn't answer the question on music&lt;br /&gt;upndown:i wrote a thank you note to her and asked a couple more informal questions and went to post it.&lt;br /&gt;up:science common test was within reason.&lt;br /&gt;down:math killed.started lots of questions but never managed to finish most.&lt;br /&gt;up:hardly any homework!&lt;br /&gt;upndown:slept thirteen hours with three intervals of about five minutes(1600h-500h)&lt;br /&gt;up:sent email to liyana with the edited sports day photos for no reason. :P&lt;br /&gt;up:got to school early&lt;br /&gt;down:the sky was so dark because of rain it looked like the scene from war of the worlds where the aliens came out.&lt;br /&gt;up:i still came to school early!&lt;br /&gt;up:had fun rubbing the ODT!&lt;br /&gt;up:finished the drawing of the national afternoon time-killer(roti,kaya,butter,kopi o.)in front of the singapore flag. :)&lt;br /&gt;down:shuyi called me stupid.she did too to her father,mr sng,and her juniors.&lt;br /&gt;up:HERE I AM!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20652746-114602945838860192?l=na-nashi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/feeds/114602945838860192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20652746&amp;postID=114602945838860192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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nice.&lt;br /&gt;then i showed lilin.&lt;br /&gt;who likes them ^^.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm tasked with revamping the ELDDS blog.&lt;br /&gt;kami... @_@&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20652746-114594888939537172?l=na-nashi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/feeds/114594888939537172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20652746&amp;postID=114594888939537172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/114594888939537172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/114594888939537172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/2006/04/outdoing-myself.html' title='outdoing myself'/><author><name>the ornitier girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12639703091772656188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20652746.post-114586348329751261</id><published>2006-04-24T00:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T00:24:43.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>spastic ramblings</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;spastic ramblings,go away!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;though ways of inspiration,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;they're things that i just wanna say,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;that constitute distraction.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post will be dedicated to whatever comes to mind.because there are seriously too many things on my mind that don't make sense,i shall act like L. Ron Hubbard and write down whatever i can think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;- SMASH THE LES PAUL AGAINST THE AMPLIFIER&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;- punch that little doll on the windowsill.he tells you lies.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Long live the Black Dragons!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Down with the mages,because ninjas rule!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall stop this now.it's unhealthy for me to take all this out on you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20652746-114586348329751261?l=na-nashi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/feeds/114586348329751261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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days</title><content type='html'>friday night &amp; saturday:vivi edits pics taken of ixora and gardenia and cheerleading footage.sends copy of images to lilin(who seems to like them ^^).&lt;br /&gt;saturday night:the sky burns tonight.vivi watches SPEEDMOUSE!!!!bro's friend had to come but he was fine cuz i could threaten to make out with him and scare him.last night in singapore and super duper funny!they were having fun with infusing the middle finger into olympic sports...lol!saw the fattest cat i ever saw.&lt;br /&gt;sunday:did homework.went to the optometrist.got glasses done.still in making but who cares?I FINALLY HAVE A NIKE WATER BOTTLE.(its black,it was the last one,so be jealous!)went for ikea dinner after that before having TWO COOKIES!i &lt;3 cookies...&lt;br /&gt;monday:splitting headache in class during math.couldn't concentrate.will have to revise at home.mdm er didn't come!(yayness.)&lt;br /&gt;nth else to write.&lt;br /&gt;bb!&lt;div 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girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12639703091772656188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20652746.post-114569980720815816</id><published>2006-04-22T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T02:56:47.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>taiyundokai!</title><content type='html'>WARNING:LONG POST ALERT.&lt;br /&gt;i have a new magic 8 ball!i love it.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was sports day.sports days are BORING.i mean honestly,who wants to watch little specks of people running round a track?&lt;br /&gt;so i wrote a poem which went like this:      &lt;em&gt;begone fool,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;son of hell.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;let darkness rule,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and all be well.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;this day is sweltering&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;like a pyre.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;begone this day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Of Fire.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And after that I was bored so........we played the eight ball!me and prisia and xiaojun and lots of other people lol...&lt;br /&gt;- liyana is straight&lt;br /&gt;- i'm straight&lt;br /&gt;- pris is gay&lt;br /&gt;- pris and me are insane&lt;br /&gt;- pris will always be fat&lt;br /&gt;- ixorans look like highlighters&lt;br /&gt;- rose people look like trafficlights&lt;br /&gt;- i will never get an ipod&lt;br /&gt;- tanyeera and vivi nefertari ornitier are real&lt;br /&gt;- i will be a writer,then a sadistic murderess&lt;br /&gt;- prisia is a dragon&lt;br /&gt;- i'm a dark black mage,but not cut out for leader&lt;br /&gt;- prisia has homicidal tendencies&lt;br /&gt;- me and pris were born bad&lt;br /&gt;- liyana is on side of the good&lt;br /&gt;- shade nefertari will beat one of tanyeera's kind,&lt;br /&gt;- but not tanyeera.&lt;br /&gt;- the end of the world will happen in our lifetime&lt;br /&gt;- t5uk1y0m1 will be a chief bandit&lt;br /&gt;- pris is the craziest creature on earth&lt;br /&gt;- i rock&lt;br /&gt;- xiaojun rocks&lt;br /&gt;- tammy does not rock.lol.&lt;br /&gt;- it is wrong for pris to infiltrate garde&lt;br /&gt;- it is wrong for me to infiltrate ixora&lt;br /&gt;- i AM the greatest pervert in the world&lt;br /&gt;- naomi is annoying to prisia&lt;br /&gt;- naomi will marry rain&lt;br /&gt;- prisia will wield a whip&lt;br /&gt;- i will wield a kunai&lt;br /&gt;- pris will use a knife to wound herself and naomi&lt;br /&gt;- pris will mortally injure naomi&lt;br /&gt;- naomi will die by prisia&lt;br /&gt;- i will use my kunai against dione&lt;br /&gt;- and kill her by loss of her blood.&lt;br /&gt;- kagome is an annoying little 5h!+.&lt;br /&gt;- inuyasha thinks so too.&lt;br /&gt;- it will rain&lt;br /&gt;- LIYANA RAWKS THE WHOLE HOUSE DOWN&lt;br /&gt;- GARDE WILL SIT IN VIP STANDS IN 2007&lt;br /&gt;- the ball loves my poetry,hates pris's poetry and likes poe's poetry&lt;br /&gt;(the following points must never be listened to)&lt;br /&gt;- i will impregnate prisia&lt;br /&gt;- who will mortally wound me through the use of videogames&lt;br /&gt;- i will die on that day&lt;br /&gt;- that day i will be older than sixty and die of old age&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it did rain.cheerleading rocked!making video of it now.parent-teacher relay saw mr sng in second place,and he wore a football jersey lol.and mr lim...he held a pink flower fan for a while.i couldn't stop laughing.&lt;br /&gt;garde won cheerleading!yiying hugged the garde flagbearer so tight and so long,and we were all like,GARDE...GARDE!GARDE...GARDE!&lt;br /&gt;ok so ixora's hitting the stands next year,but so?GARDE WAS SECOND.&lt;br /&gt;but i was still pissed so i decided not to talk to pris for the rest of the week.then dad came and gave me some money 'cos he couldn't fetch me.i had dinner at mos burger,where i struck up a conversation with a young lady from dunman high.she originally wanted to go to cedar before choosing dunman.we talked a lot before i went to toa payoh mrt.it was underground,and other than the underground shops,it reminded me very very strongly of a place i had left some ten months ago,back in Nagoya,Japan.I suddenly missed Chikusa,and all its people there at Ryokan Watanabe who helped me,liked me,talked to me,tolerated my fast speech,tolerated my incorrigible love for anime and manga,and my general immaturity.i boarded the mrt,and we came to kallang.it looked so much like the station above the world expo 2005 that i was stunned.never had singapore and japan seemed to me like such desirable places,and for a fleeting moment i imagined myself back there at the station on that last moment in the world expo with dad,wishing that moment would never,ever,ever end.&lt;br /&gt;i got off at aljunied,and went to the toilet.i saw myself looking hot,sweaty and tired.my hair was ridiculously messy.and yet,despite all this,i can say i have never looked fairer.(narcissistic me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm on my way,just set me free,&lt;strong&gt;HOME SWEET HOME!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20652746-114569980720815816?l=na-nashi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/feeds/114569980720815816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20652746&amp;postID=114569980720815816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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basket full of cake and tea and the like carried by a little girl with a red hooded cloak.&lt;br /&gt;she didn't come with her file and papers and her,um,bulbous behind.&lt;br /&gt;i thought i could spend twentyfour peaceful hours without her.&lt;br /&gt;And peacefully waited for English's advent.&lt;br /&gt;ms wan came.she announced people saying words that were not english would need to pay ten dollars to the class fund.&lt;br /&gt;and so...i went into overdrive.&lt;br /&gt;"ms wan!ms wan!now i can't say memoirs of a ------!the word is banned because it isn't english!and i can't say your last name,and a lot of other people's names!"&lt;br /&gt;xiaojun,stupid girl,she asked me to say her name.so i said,"c x j."&lt;br /&gt;anyhows i said a lot of things else that weren't english before deciding i should never write the class name or the date or anything else with integers in arabic numerals,or roman numerals,but in proper english.today is the twentieth of march two thousand and six,for instance.and it is three hours and fifteen minutes past noon.&lt;br /&gt;She did come.&lt;br /&gt;In white.&lt;br /&gt;bb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20652746-114551739859615973?l=na-nashi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/feeds/114551739859615973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20652746&amp;postID=114551739859615973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/114551739859615973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/114551739859615973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/2006/04/ban-non-englishnot.html' title='BAN NON 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it as part of groupwork for speech-writing.it was free topic so we went for a wedding testimonial.i don't know why,but i was more animated and less nervous and louder than i expected.i'm crud at making speeches on normal days.theatre is different,and so is singing in the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;then came this group of people after me."ladies and gentlemen,boys and girls,we are here to mourn the death of limpeh."WALAO!so zhun!one group does wedding and the next one does funeral.how inauspicious..."but limpeh would not want us to be sad for him!we should keep striving to kill the Blue Aunties!Long live Red Flowers!Death to Blue Aunties!!!"&lt;br /&gt;i still cannot believe that the first two people (academically classified) in class and the assistant monitress made up three parts of the four-person group.i guess it's true that geniuses are a bit mad.&lt;br /&gt;recess involved 2s people coming up to try to entertain us.they were fine,but they failed still in my opinion.there came a point in the performance when i decided it made no difference whether or not i dropped face first into my plate of chicken curry roti prata.fortunately it was only for a while,and i was saved from a set of dirty school uniform.etc.&lt;br /&gt;art...talked and drew at the same time.it came to my obsession with (not consuming,just looking at) kopi o and ah kun kaya toast again,and mdm nur said she wanted a large cup of coffee in it,so i drew it in after i did my mini version with toast.so i had one set of coffee and kaya toast bobbing up and down like little boats in a ridiculous amount of coffee.and then i did the most retarded thing of all - i borrowed dione's drawing of the fountain of wealth and put it on top.tada!the source of coffee!but mdm nur said we were not to talk in class.if we wanted to we could only ask for criticism.almost immediately dione and i held up our drawings and asked each other if they were nice.ah well...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20652746.post-114525885972906182</id><published>2006-04-16T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T00:27:40.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the beginning of my end.or so.</title><content type='html'>got up today at quarter past six.thought perhaps it would increase my chances of being early.&lt;br /&gt;finished getting ready at six forty.the day was fine and it looked like i would be very early and mdm er would be happy with me.very happy.&lt;br /&gt;i wished more than anything for her to smile at me for the first time in my life.&lt;br /&gt;and so i went down and had the biggest school breakfast of the year.&lt;br /&gt;one roti prata fried with butter and sugar,and one cup of milo.on normal days it'd be just the milo.&lt;br /&gt;and so i finished that and went out to look.the sky was a lovely blended shade of purple,pink and blue.&lt;br /&gt;and so like this i waited for mum to come down and marvel at how early i was compared to other days.i could almost see how amazed she would be.&lt;br /&gt;my brother came and said he'd be going with me on the way to school.i was fine with that;i was early after all.&lt;br /&gt;on and on i waited,till the clock on the wall said it was seven.it was five minutes fast,i thought,all she has to do is come now.&lt;br /&gt;and then my aunt came.awfully portly she was,but my aunt nonetheless.then my other bro.i felt a sense of foreboding,and went up to check.&lt;br /&gt;and on the way,i thought to myself the irony of the whole thing.i woke up to be early,but i was going to be late for waking up early.&lt;br /&gt;my sister was in mum's bed asleep and my mother was in the bath.she came out,and shooed me off.she looked at me when she was scolding sis and i.i wondered if she hated me...&lt;br /&gt;five minutes past seven princess sister finally sauntered into the car.my eyes were now shining with water.in she came and after that we set off.&lt;br /&gt;ten minutes to seven we reached their school.they got off and it took them one minute.they're kids,mum said.&lt;br /&gt;and after that we set off for my school.traffic was an absolute (c**t),but in the end we made it out.by the time we passed that it was fifteen minutes to seven.five more minutes,and i was fried chicken.&lt;br /&gt;and then,a miracle happened.&lt;br /&gt;mum shot off at an amazing speed,and in five minutes i was there.during that time my teeth were on my lower lip and i thought that however weak they were they would cause me to taste blood soon.but there we were.the clock hesitated at seven nineteen for a little while,before turning to twenty past seven.&lt;br /&gt;there,i told myself.late the second time this year,and it's all their fault.but no.&lt;br /&gt;the second miracle showed itself.i got up and ran.ran at subhuman speed.ran the fastest i ever ran before.but i was stopped.stopped by the teacher.stopped by the vice president who turned around and raised her right hand in such a way to produce a force field over the foyer,that i could not come in.&lt;br /&gt;words could not express the sadness i felt while the national anthem,pledge and school song were played out.i could not speak properly.i could not stand properly.i wanted the shining liquid in my eyes to spill out,so as to make known to the world how terrible i felt.but no,i had to be strong.those who committed seppuku knew this,and even at their final moment showed no signs of pain even after seeing their own guts all over the floor.likewise,i willed myself to be the iron maiden i showed the world i was.yes,i was strong.if i showed i was impenetrable i had to be impenetrable.i was strong,i was invincible,i was vivi nefertari.and it would never change.&lt;br /&gt;the latecomers behind me and another girl who came seconds after myself walked towards us two.the teacher said to not come close to us;for we weren't late.&lt;br /&gt;we were released,and though i felt a small surge of happiness,it didn't last longer than two seconds.my heart started to hurt like crazy,and i thought of a six-year-old gaara asking his uncle why it hurt so much while clutching his chest where his heart was.&lt;br /&gt;the teachers took their leave.each cast a dirty look at me.i wasn't late,i wanted to scream.i wasn't late at all!when i wanted to make my way back to class,mdm er stopped me.&lt;br /&gt;she asked why i was late.i replied that she could ask my mother,but the way it came out was so choked up and soft that i doubt she heard anything that made sense at all.&lt;br /&gt;my aching heart felt grabbed,and squeezed,and i wanted more than ever to cry.&lt;br /&gt;i stopped myself again.mdm er,we all knew,had a habit of bullying people.to see people cry was a kind of privilege,then,to her.i would not give her that luxury.she told me she'd deal with me later,and sent me back to class.&lt;br /&gt;and that was when i nearly broke down completely.i couldn't breathe properly,and i felt a stream of youknowwhat come out my nose.my classmates asked if i was fine/needed a tissue,and i said no.strong as i was,when my eyes met dione's,i felt i could hold it no longer.but it never came.she could tell i was in great pain,and sent in a letter to ask why i felt that way,whether it was mdm er,and a couple of other questions that i can't remember now.and i told her everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20652746-114525885972906182?l=na-nashi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/feeds/114525885972906182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20652746&amp;postID=114525885972906182' 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greatest pervert on earth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I WISH TO CLEAR MY NAME TO THE PEOPLE OF 2C.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did &lt;strong&gt;not recite the eff word in class.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I did was say the word "fine" in such a strangled evil voice everyone thought it was the eff word.&lt;br /&gt;Which it WASN'T!&lt;br /&gt;I,on a more personal note,wish to clear my name regarding the parking lot incident as well,in which things on the same scale occurred.It was PARKING LOT.Not the other thing.&lt;br /&gt;that's all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20652746-114525505743246869?l=na-nashi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/feeds/114525505743246869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>scary dreams</title><content type='html'>yup it totally freaked me out.&lt;br /&gt;I overheard the world's people would die by shootout or be frozen for all eternity.&lt;br /&gt;And then I went to school.&lt;br /&gt;The PE teacher called my level out to the track.The prefects had all mysteriously disappeared.&lt;br /&gt;She told us each to take a plastic fork.&lt;br /&gt;Then she told us to stand in six lines of sixty people,one arm's length away from everyone else.I was in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;Then she told us to put the fork straight up in the soil.&lt;br /&gt;Then she pointed to a red pail 100m away and said we had to,on her whistle,take the fork from the soil and run to the pail to cast it in.Upon completion they were allowed to return to class.&lt;br /&gt;Then it began.The people in front started running.Then the prefects appeared.One of them was holding a derringer and shooting people somewhere in the middle.On the third shot or so I fell.I wasn't dead;only pretending.But then the teacher dragged me out and killed me for real,'cos she knew I wasn't really dead.&lt;br /&gt;And then I woke up.In the position I was when I fell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20652746-114507862383201266?l=na-nashi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://na-nashi.blogspot.com/feeds/114507862383201266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20652746&amp;postID=114507862383201266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/114507862383201266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20652746/posts/default/114507862383201266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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wearing heels and(i'm not telling you what happened to me) and a high cut tight collared sleeveless dark pink sakura-styled dress and walking (cannot run...) around my school courtyard for one and a half hours with breaks of three minutes in between with your friends from class among a lot of other people walking around the courtyard.(I did that.)&lt;br /&gt;THEN LUNCH!&lt;br /&gt;I ran and ran and ran to THE RAMEN SHOP.&lt;br /&gt;And had nan-kotsu ramen!&lt;br /&gt;But it included 10% service charge so I had to pay one dollar more. -_-"'&lt;br /&gt;And then I went back to class.&lt;br /&gt;and then margeret and pearl acted up.&lt;br /&gt;And then WE CALLED THE TEACHER!&lt;br /&gt;'cos his phone was on the teacher's table.&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN...A Town's Down!(usher music starts playing)&lt;br /&gt;and we were all laughing.i called him first.&lt;br /&gt;then the guy who liked johnny rocketfingers called him.twice.&lt;br /&gt;and then margaret started throwing around pieces of paper saying,"duo ke ai de pearl pang ah!"&lt;br /&gt;and pearl threw around a few saying,"Hi I'm Margaret.I am cute."&lt;br /&gt;and what did i do?i made it worse.&lt;br /&gt;*attempted but horribly wrong pitiful voice*"MR NG!IT WASN'T ME!I didn't do it!"&lt;br /&gt;"I didn't say you did it!"&lt;br /&gt;"oh...BUT I DIDN'T DO IT!"When you live with three other kids you've gotta learn to push the blame.That's right.Taichi it all to the weakest person.&lt;br /&gt;AND MR NG BOUGHT COKE AND SPRITE!!!And we each got a plastic cup.&lt;br /&gt;And Alex drew Johnny on his cup and asked if I wanted it.I'd only take it if he washed it so after class he threw it away.&lt;br /&gt;But it was really good.We ended half an hour before time.Mr Ng was saying,"If my brother Kelvin takes you all next year I'll tell him never to have a marathon class with you all.Or else."&lt;br /&gt;And I went home at four and slept till eleven.&lt;br /&gt;And then I stayed up till four am and fell asleep and woke up at eight 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