<?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-6779448768385969107</id><updated>2011-09-11T20:38:14.643+08:00</updated><category term='pink day'/><category term='nilai'/><category term='2009'/><category term='sad'/><category term='Digimon RP'/><category term='NS'/><category term='tired'/><category term='free'/><category term='Mio'/><category term='tagged'/><category term='dokidokishichau'/><category term='1/2 Prince'/><category term='SPM'/><category term='stuck or chance'/><category term='a-mei'/><category term='sparklife'/><category term='Nightmare'/><category term='lost my pieces'/><category term='tommy heavenly6'/><category term='role-playing forum'/><category term='papa jone&apos;s'/><category term='daily'/><category term='kou'/><category term='susan boyle'/><category term='ame oto'/><category term='family'/><category term='sorry'/><category term='laughing'/><category term='friend'/><category term='dance'/><category term='ureshii'/><category term='kimochisaiakuwarui'/><category term='K-ON'/><category term='Shikata Akiko'/><category term='takahashi hitomi'/><category term='boredom'/><category term='exile'/><category term='moonlight densetsu'/><category term='lol'/><category term='CC'/><category term='Kem Princess Haliza'/><category term='parody'/><category term='moral'/><category term='hate'/><category term='alone'/><category term='venetian princess'/><category term='days in PLKN'/><category term='new jack swing'/><category term='Pokemon'/><category term='boring'/><category term='trickster'/><category term='stupid prefects'/><category term='pride of glory'/><category term='chrismast party'/><category term='julchin note'/><category term='fictions'/><category term='super crazy night'/><category term='pain'/><category term='happy day'/><category term='anata ga ita mori'/><category term='busy'/><category term='Don&apos;t Say &apos;Lazy&apos;'/><category term='Nyan Nyan Special Service Medley (Tokumori)'/><category term='sick'/><category term='Giant'/><category term='suzumiya haruhi'/><category term='give me up'/><category term='love'/><category term='tamaki nami'/><category term='PA'/><category term='account'/><category term='umbrella'/><category term='worst day'/><category term='down'/><category term='Neway'/><category term='vanilla sky'/><category term='hurt'/><category term='atashi no machi ashita no machi'/><category term='kutsuzure'/><category term='anime night'/><category term='Mel'/><category term='RP'/><category term='Hare Hare Yukai'/><category term='sorry sorry'/><category term='crazy'/><category term='Toki wo Kizamu Uta'/><category term='lucky star'/><category term='chinese orchestra'/><category term='band'/><category term='saikyou pare parade'/><category term='sleep'/><category term='confuse'/><category term='persona'/><category term='bad day'/><category term='Bravo'/><category term='the end'/><category term='new year'/><category term='梁文音'/><category term='kumikyoku lucky star douga'/><category term='laws'/><category term='heartbreak'/><category term='friends'/><category term='exam'/><category term='hokkaido'/><category term='kimochiTAIHENwarui'/><category term='japanese club'/><category term='sad rain'/><category term='original song'/><category term='singing comp'/><category term='random'/><category term='Plkn'/><category term='frustrated'/><category term='venus versus virus'/><category term='haircut'/><category term='2010'/><category term='Amnesia'/><category term='bravin&apos; bad brew'/><category term='times square'/><category term='fuwa fuwa time'/><category term='stupid day'/><category term='girl&apos;s generation'/><category term='fude pen booru pen'/><category term='Forgotten Chronicle'/><category term='life'/><category term='babo'/><category term='sailormoon'/><category term='kimochisaidaiwarui'/><category term='TwT'/><category term='love and friendship'/><category term='anti-twilight'/><category term='This Love'/><category term='gee'/><category term='祝我生日快乐'/><category term='mizuki nana'/><category term='food'/><category term='AK'/><category term='Macross Frontier'/><category term='annoying teacher'/><category term='composition'/><category term='japan'/><category term='anime'/><category term='get the future'/><category term='career'/><category term='bon odori'/><category term='fun day'/><category term='fail'/><category term='super junior'/><category term='korean'/><category term='Karaoke'/><category term='crazy night'/><category term='hajimemashita'/><category term='money'/><title type='text'>変化無窮のAries</title><subtitle type='html'>Changing nonstop everyday.
Changing facial expression.
Changing clothes.
Changing likings.
Changing tone.
Changing music.
But never changes the personality.

Henka Mukyuu no Aries. Tajou da!!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>HenkaMukyuuAries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00512084160520779383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TOdN7o95DBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/wXoUQW9jzx0/S220/DSC02639.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>102</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779448768385969107.post-4992832628780315601</id><published>2011-01-18T13:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T13:47:34.641+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the end'/><title type='text'>The End...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Insert: &lt;/strong&gt;Hajimete no Koi ga Owaru Toki (by Choucho)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hajimete no kissu wa, namida no aji ga shita...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It has already reached 100 posts. I'm rather impressive, to be honest. Never thought that these feelings are conjure into such huge posts and being posted up for like, 100 times throughout... how many years? Or just one single year? I wasn't sure about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Marude dorama mitai na koi...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, I'm thinking that I should close this down right now, and open a new one... though I DID opened a new one already. I will post the updates of the new one in FB from time to time. Though I won't delete all the files or posts that's writting within this blog, I won't start updating it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Miagaratta you ni Hassha no BERU ga natta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, this feeling and this secret should come to an end. I shall no longer held my feelings and secret any longer. I'm going to toss them out, and die along with this blog. Whether it's a good thing, or not, it doesn't matter much to me anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tsunagaritai... Dore hodo negatta darou?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, treat this as a new beginning for me then. What happened last year is all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ikanakucha, sonna no wakatteru...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye blog. Goodbye the confused me. Goodbye to all the readers that either comment and lurks around. Thanks for all the support and time you gave to me this past year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Arigatou, sayonara, setsunai kataomoi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henkamukyuu no Aries. Sign out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779448768385969107-4992832628780315601?l=marumarumawaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/feeds/4992832628780315601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2011/01/end.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/4992832628780315601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/4992832628780315601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2011/01/end.html' title='The End...'/><author><name>HenkaMukyuuAries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00512084160520779383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TOdN7o95DBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/wXoUQW9jzx0/S220/DSC02639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779448768385969107.post-1832661214034026950</id><published>2010-12-13T23:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T00:04:56.766+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love and friendship'/><title type='text'>The Border Line...</title><content type='html'>So, what's the borderline between love and friendship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was it, like Wayne said, friendship will only bring you to a cinema and nothing more, but love will ask you to bed and wants more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my opinion, it's not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, friendship is more than just a cinema's fun could bring you.&lt;br /&gt;Friendship is something much deeper than that.&lt;br /&gt;You can share like almost anything include your love life with your bestest best friend, and they will make you happy, make you laugh, and spice up your life.&lt;br /&gt;True friends will stay beside you, give you advices when you're in deep trouble, and even help you out with everything they had.&lt;br /&gt;True friends will comfort you and listen to you when you're in a bad mood.&lt;br /&gt;True friends would never betray you for anything, excluding their family's life or their lover's life, of course.&lt;br /&gt;True friends would understand your choices of choosing your dearest over them.&lt;br /&gt;True friends would even argue with their dearest just to save you from your most critical moments...&lt;br /&gt;But of course, not all of them are as willing as that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, however, is the biggest confusion that I'm thinking about it right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So, you're caring so much about this person, and he or she does the same. But, are they in love with each other?&lt;br /&gt;So, you're giving so much towards this person, though he or she didn't have any reactions at all. Well, are you two a couple?&lt;br /&gt;So, you're feeling tonnes of happiness with this person, who makes you happy, understood you, shares everything with you, and even willing to risk his or her time for you. But are you two a couple?&lt;br /&gt;So, you're feeling so torn apart with this person, who makes your heart break, maybe hates you, being so distant and cold with you, but a tiny thing that he or she do will make you happy for the whole day. Is this how a couple should be?&lt;br /&gt;So, you're very close to this person, and the both of you are so much in sync, understood each other so well that you're like a pair of twin, that everyone would thought and even hoped that you two are a couple. But, are you two having feelings for each other?&lt;br /&gt;So, you're originally a best friend towards this person, but then you two became a secret couple that nobody knew about it. Then, the two of you became so distant to each other that it's on the verge to break up, but since both of you originally best friends so you two still care about each other just in case the if the other, or the others, might suspect... so are the two of you still having feeling for each other? Or the both of you are just friends now? But how can you define being just friends without having a mistake at your own feelings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One is your true friend, one is a total stranger, and the other is an ex. But there's no lines saying "if you cross this line, you're in love with him or her". It can be emotionally, it can be physically, but there's still not a line.&lt;br /&gt;Love is a feeling, that you cared a lot and want to know more about your lover, that you wanted to be together with your lover, that you desired to be the only one of your lover. But the confusion starts even before you two are a couple, or maybe it might be mixed up with what true friendship is.&lt;br /&gt;The unknown jealousy, the odd thoughts of being only with him/her, the fantasy of you two being together as a couple... and all those "What If"s.&lt;br /&gt;But then, you realize that you're not really "in love" with him or her. It's merely just a crush or some kind of mixed and confused feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why, I'm still thinking.&lt;br /&gt;What's exactly the borderline of love and friendship?&lt;br /&gt;Could they mean deeper than what I thought of, or simpler than I could think of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Oh yes, I do need people's opinion here. PX Just reply anywhere you like, LOL 8D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779448768385969107-1832661214034026950?l=marumarumawaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/feeds/1832661214034026950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2010/12/border-line.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/1832661214034026950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/1832661214034026950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2010/12/border-line.html' title='The Border Line...'/><author><name>HenkaMukyuuAries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00512084160520779383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TOdN7o95DBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/wXoUQW9jzx0/S220/DSC02639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779448768385969107.post-1563833038461607096</id><published>2010-11-18T19:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T21:30:08.959+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><title type='text'>100th Entry? 8D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Insert Playlist: &lt;/span&gt;Durarara!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, such a looooooong while since I've written anything in this blog. Heh, I guess I must've been being lazy for too much times PX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What inspired (or reminded) me to write this right now, is nothing than a tagged post in FB. Meh, I've been indulged to FB too much .w. Feel so sorry for myself PX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, from THIS DAY onwards... (30days to CF! Hurray~ 8D) I shall be keeping fit to EXTREME MEASURES until the day of CF... okay, maybe until Kou's birthday. But right now, I'm not going to take any sweet stuffs (fresh fruits aside), fat-stuffs (cheese, you can die), and... well, snacks and everything. And currently, I'm resuming (finally) my DDR (though I regretted in deleting the previous file accidentally... OTL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, seriously I PRAY TO GOD (Namo Amitabha... *prays*), that I WILL erase this round thing that's suppose to by my stomach right now, and renew my glory of my SEME face!!! *roars*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kou... I hate myself for unable to resist you... I've said that once and I shall say that again. The places you bring me go are just... MMMMGH~ Delicious... *drools* But that's gonna stop! I'm not going to eat... until I erase this huge ball of mine here! GRAAAAAAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==========&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cough* That aside... The real purpose of me being here, is because of that tag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* To be honest, I've never thought that I need to choose one day to be relieved. And of course, it's none other than that day... the day that did not exist in this blog (It's a secret, until now, shh XP)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to find THAT DAY, I went through every single password for my diary (damn, I tried everything but nothing), until the very, VERY, exotic (kinda) password came towards me, and I was like "OHHHH YESSSSSS!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I began to reread parts that I wrote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I LAUGHED.&lt;br /&gt;1. ZOMG, I CALLED MYSELF A HOT CHICK?!?!?! AM I SERIOUS?!?! ROFLMAO!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;2. LOLOLOL! That fella's so TSUNTSUN!!! XDDD&lt;br /&gt;3. "Thank you Thomas! Thank you Thomas! Thank you Thomas!" - by an uncle who did a ceramah last year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I regretted.&lt;br /&gt;1. A lot about that fella, of course.&lt;br /&gt;2. I BROKE THE DAMN WINE!!! RM62+++!!! WTFFFFF&lt;br /&gt;3. The last day that I wrote in my diary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of how STUPID I am, and of course, all the good memories that all of us can retain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==========&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, after I've gone through 90% of the diary, finally I found it. Yes, there it is... 14th of August. I can still remember that it's around the time of H1N1 LOLOLOL PX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the next entry and the last one, is the end of my whole diary of 2009. I guess I just don't have the feel to write it anymore - or at least, it doesn't felt to be interesting and secretive to be put into the diary anymore. Heh, my life is sure sad, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so happy, when I remembered what happened those good days.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so regretful, when I review my own stupid mistakes in both friendship and love-ship (LOL)&lt;br /&gt;I feel so sad, about those bad things in my diary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And... well, I don't wish to take it out the second time around this year, unless there's an important event. And 2009 is already ended. This is 2010, and there's no secret to be hidden anymore. Or at least, not that much that I need to hide it up to my own anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am, a free man- I mean, GURL! PX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==========&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since I'm over 2009, I might want to recall about what happened this year (until today, of course) Of course, I shall only be talking about the big stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PLKN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 months in Kem Princess Haliza. Bad things happened much during these times. But I don't really regret in going in. Well, at least I've seen things, though they're bad. And I actually learned something... little, things. And if you're on the positive side, you actually learn something from their classes, and the marchings. But then, I'm on the wrong side, and I can only see bad stuffs in the camp. Guess I'm just so bad luck eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Didn't get to shoot real bullets and know my aim.&lt;br /&gt;2. Being in the worst company, and dorm.&lt;br /&gt;3. Meet good friends only the last two weeks, and didn't get enough time to spend with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell yeah, I'm sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hokkaido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second time to Japan, and not my favorite place at all. Why? It's so DAMN cold, and it only gone better during summer. *sigh* Oh well, at least their foods there still nice =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was, have to say, an enjoyable journey... if my families ain't there, it'll be PERFECT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been to Japan twice, and I have to say I love it MORE. And I wish to go there again... and again, and again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next stop: Kyoto! (At least my family will bring me there? Who knows)&lt;br /&gt;My most-wanted stop: AKIHABARA!!!!!!! (My family will NEVER bring me there =w=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Learning stuffs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beginning August, I've been learning drumming and vocals. And initially, dancing, but sadly the dancing teacher wasn't good enough to teach properly (and she's always late). Of course, I got my license to drive as well! Good stuff eh? 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drumming: Being August as Grade 1, currently (November) Grade 5? (Wow, I'mma skipping REAL fast? Owo)&lt;br /&gt;Vocals: Going into themes... And I DO learn a lot from here =3 (Hell, my teacher's a real artiste okay?)&lt;br /&gt;Dancing: Only for one month - not really, just 2 weeks. The first month, she only came for twice, and she skipped for the other two times. I found that it's not a good thing, and her teaching skill is not that good as well (some others are complaining too). I guess cheap teachers doesn't make any good, eh?&lt;br /&gt;Drive: Got my P in August, driving for 2 (3) months, and... well, I can say I scratched my beige Wira on the right side until it's... well, I can say it's very sad. .w. W-well! At least I maintained the left side clean! 8D (Meaning, I will let myself die first before my passengers! PX)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cosplay event&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first ever Cosplay event: Animangaki. It's held in Sunway College. I must say, the experience... is very new to me. And ZOMG, my first time wearing a TRUE heels! 8D And first time wearing lenses to an event. Though... Well, I took them off halfway PX (Can't hold the lenses any longer @w@)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this, I also met a lot of people: Reina/Luka-nii/IZAYAAAAAA/Sebas-chan (Walao, so many nicknames Owo), Louise/LuLu?, Hikari/Vanessa, Allysa/Alli, Sherly, and... more. But I don't really remember the names =w=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, I cos as... well, my original character. WAS going to cos as Ritsu (ED version), but I didn't have the headband, so I abandoned that idea. Thank god Kou was there to help me out (he's now my unofficial butler 8D) for everything, I get to cos as this... Vampire-kinda-character. And thanks to Mel for introducing Anatomi to me, I'm able to cos as this =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kou is cossing as, VERY, OBVIOUSLY, L. From Death Note.&lt;br /&gt;Yuki's cossing as Vocaloid Luka - which, well, the original Luka is Reina (everything about the current Luka that Yuki's cossing is Reina's too).&lt;br /&gt;Luka's cossing as both Sebastian (Kuroshitsuji) and Izaya (DRRR??? Or KHR? Wasn't sure... Forgot PX). DAMN, S/HE'S HAWT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest, I'm not going to say, because I'm not really sure @w@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that day... is FUN. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only say that word *loves*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, literally, we took a lot of Scandal pictures - L x Izaya, L x Luka, Izaya x Luka, L x Izaya x Luka... WHAT ELSE?!?! Oh, I know... Sherly x L x Izaya x Luka. I'm, almost, squealing the whole day, holding Reina/Izaya's camera and SNAPSNAPSNAPSNAPSNAPSNAP...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sad case, the camera files cannot be read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I nearly CRIED!!!&lt;br /&gt;ZOMG, all the BEST pictures are IN. THERE!!!&lt;br /&gt;/(QAQ)\ Nuuuuuuuuuuuuuu~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, it nonetheless, a good day to be remembered =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yuki's Birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I + Kou + Luka-nii had already been planning for this for more than a month (I guess). We plan to give her a surprise party (kinda), and Kou even planned to bake a cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, there's some sad cases here:&lt;br /&gt;1. We forgot to buy the mango paste.&lt;br /&gt;2. We forgot to buy double wipcream (sp?)&lt;br /&gt;3. Kou had some SRSBZN with his family right before THAT very day, when he's baking the cake.&lt;br /&gt;4. The cake literally failed. =w=&lt;br /&gt;5. When we already decided on how to surprise Yuki, Yuki break (somehow) the surprise by appearing right in front of the elevator as she's going to throw some trashes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy cases:&lt;br /&gt;1. The cake... is at least still edible PX&lt;br /&gt;2. Yuki's VERY SURPRISE and became VERY (yes, VERY) TsunTsun at our appearance 8D&lt;br /&gt;3. Good foods from Pizza Hut (despise the... news. Y'know.)&lt;br /&gt;4. Good time with the four of us.&lt;br /&gt;5. No strangers barging in 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That sums all, I guess =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17th November&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it was... yesterday. And so, the memory is FRESH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Morning: &lt;/span&gt;Went to Puduraya for the Tailor shop. SOOOOO damn worried that the shop didn't open, but it did - 12p.m. =w= We arrive at 11p.m. (LOL). And so, Kou brought me to good foods 8D Thank him for the pandan thingy and the delicious Green-Bean-Noodle thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Afternoon: &lt;/span&gt;We meet up with the Tailor thingy, and began to "negotiate". WOW, it's SO damn CHEAP! For the blazer + the skirt (folded, Japanese style), one set of them is RM315! ZOMG!!! And you know what? When we asked about the prices back in Sg. Wang - for ONLY the blazer - they rated from RM400 and UP! Until we found one shop of RM1k!!! Freaking... And so, without hesitation, we agreed and made it. And... MY GOSH! Kou, you are... ARGH! I'm envious. *rolls eyes* Fine. I'm not gonna talk about how skinny you are! Hmph! (Even Luka's jealous about his body...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Evening: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet up with Nic + Gracious in LM. Nic dress up normally. But... My gosh, Grace, you dress like a MOTHER. OAO The first comment we said to her as soon as we see her moving down from the elevator (so not Love Story - with elevator and that outfit PX)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We began our plans to smuggle foods into the cinema. First - Subway. I shared a meatball sandwich (sorry, forgot the name, but it was good) with Kou, and the other two had the same thingy. Funny thing is... Grace, are you serious that you wanna put ALLLLLLL sauces into your little sandwich?! Owo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop - 1901. I shared the same hotdog thingy with Kou, and MY GOSH, it's DELICIOUS! The sauces are MMMMMGH~ But of course, I only ate it during cinema time. Grace... You said you don't wanna drink my juice, and you DRANK it. What the... XDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We crapped a lot in 1901, until it's the time for the movie. Guess what we're watching today? It's...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;~ Harreh Pottah an' zee Deafly Hellos Part Uno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cough* Sorry, it's Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part One. Can't help but wanted to play on the names a bit PX Anyway, IT'S A GREAT SHOW! Good parts in the show:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Harry and Hermoine are NEEKID and making out.&lt;br /&gt;2. Bellatrix on Hermoine... looks WRONG.&lt;br /&gt;3. You-Know-Who is so close to the dead-headmaster as if he's trying to kiss him.&lt;br /&gt;4. "William, don't look at me right now. I look ugly" ~ by Fluer, when (s)he's undressing the bra.&lt;br /&gt;5. Ginny is asking Harry to zip the dress... and make out! 8D&lt;br /&gt;6. "Ron, you don't have a wife" ~ by Harry when they're sneaking into the Ministry.&lt;br /&gt;7. Hermoine's eyebrow actions... when Ron is talking.&lt;br /&gt;8. "Dobby... is a free elf!" ~ by Dobby. Ah, I love that scene... and it was sad that Dobby died. I nearly cried. ;w;&lt;br /&gt;9. "Luna? *nods* Luna." ~ by the Trio when they arrive at Lovegood odd "house".&lt;br /&gt;10. And more parts, where I clapped my hands and laughed around. I guess only those that knows English READ GOOD can understand the jokes in the movie Owo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFLMAO! The whole show, aside from not-really-horrible-shocks, is HILARIOUS! XDDDDD I don't mind watching the whole thing again *loves* And I suuuure hope that the Part Two can come out sooooon. (I know it's next year, but it doesn't hurt to wish for a lil', right? PX)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, did I mention that I saw Esth0r here? 8D With her- I mean, HIS boy- I mean, GAYfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Night:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, we went to Popular... and trailing Esth0r (Grace aside, she appeared at the end... from NOWHERE Owo). We act like spies and tried to snap pics of her and the boyfriend. It's so hilarious that we crawled (Yes, CRAWL) about half the Popular to evade her XDDD Nic's glasses hit my head (or vice versa) and it's so painful! (I can still feel it right now owO) Yet, IT'S FUNNY!!! XDDDDDDDDDD (Btw, sorry Nikki for the glasses. .w.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end, she noticed me (exact word: MY BUTT) and started to walk here. We tried to run away, but too slow. PX LOLOLOL, it's just so hilarious! XD Another great experience. Just wish that Mel's here with us too =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the... LOLful incident, we went for BR and eat ICE-CREAMS! 8D It's pink day anyway, so there's discounts *loves* The ice-creams are FABULOUS, but sadly, we didn't call the person to change our cones into choco-cones. ;w; The choco-cones are just.... UGGGHHHH~~~ *loves* Must try this again... next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We crap a lot there, once again, until seven when we decided to makan. And where to makan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steamboat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZOMG, for the sake of just the steamboat... WE FIND PARKING LIKE... ARGH! Okay, it's my problem lar, I'm driving mah (They say the experience in my car is like a roller coaster, lololol) 8D Still bad in parking skills, lol. And so, after like, 10 minutes? 20 minutes? We finally parked the car, and went to makan steamboat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoh-my-gosh. THERE'S CURRY FOR THE STEAMBOAT SOUP!!! 8DDDDDD Of course, we ordered that and along with the herbal one. The foods here are MARVELOUS, and so is the curry. The herbal one... meh. Okay okay lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ordered drinks too: One carrot milk (DAMN. NICE), one lime-kinda-juice (NICE. TOO), and one HUMONGOUS apple juice (NICE. NICE.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, we realized one thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandwiches + Carrot milk + lime juice + apple juice + curry + ice-cream = STOMACH ACHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But who cares 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're good foods, LOL! XDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And steamboat is NEVER been so fun before *loves*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the first time, and I guess there's going to be a second time... and MOAR. *lovesloves*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was also because of today my stomach turned ROUND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;/(OAO)\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Terror...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779448768385969107-1563833038461607096?l=marumarumawaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/feeds/1563833038461607096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2010/11/100th-entry-8d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/1563833038461607096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/1563833038461607096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2010/11/100th-entry-8d.html' title='100th Entry? 8D'/><author><name>HenkaMukyuuAries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00512084160520779383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TOdN7o95DBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/wXoUQW9jzx0/S220/DSC02639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779448768385969107.post-7379509408095367146</id><published>2010-10-15T13:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T14:05:02.778+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuck or chance'/><title type='text'>Stuck...? Or chance?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Insert Song: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;High School of the Dead (High School of the Dead OP)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, I'm staying over Yuki's place... and gosh, not to be rude but, this is another survival chance after I came out from that 3 months NS thingy. LOLOLOL. Well, it's not like this place is as bad as NS, but it lacks of pretty much things than a normal house should have... well, it's practically not her house anyway, since she's renting this apartment, so yeah... =w=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I was thinking a lot about coming here... was it a good choice? Well, the main reason that I came here was because of a chance to perform as a drummer in Bentley Auditorium. Erm, it's not my solo, of course, I'm just helping out a group in their contest. It's about Buddha songs, but it's composing songs. It's kind of big, and I'm kind of nervous right now lol. I'd rather give up than having myself to be humiliated out there- wait. I haven't told you the whole thing right? Then I should tell you now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so yesterday, I had a call from Yuki, saying that someone wanted a drummer, aside from a bassist of course. Initially, I kind of refused to the proposal, and request to have at least RM100 or else - since it's far away from my home and everything. Even driving there takes 30 mins +, you think I want jobs like that with low pays? No. But then, I have to consider: It's a chance to perform as a drummer, and with some pays. Another thing that piqued my interest was that it's the Ying Yuan Musical Fest (something like that), and I straight agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I was disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can understand that they have school and everything, but not booking a place before any practice when the time it's like... Two more days to the real thing? I'm not sure what's the guy's thinking. Was he serious in winning this? Or was he even wanted to do this? I'm not convinced by his actions. He had the talent... well, I guess, though he lack of knowledges in other instruments. (I still prefer Yamato in piano transposing... but that aside.) Anyway, you know what time we started the training? 9.30p.m., near to 10p.m. I was very pissed off at the first moment that I get the message that he hasn't prepared anything for the training yet, and worse, he's LATE. And worst, he wanted US to go and check the price of the jamming room for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No seriously. This is really stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he said he wanted to win this thing, I will never believe in him, and I shall quit. Oh well, luckily he had not that kind of thought, because I know it'll never be if he's acting like this. *rolls eyes* I really hate people with no preperations at all. Especially when you have a freaking CONTEST. *rolls eyes MORE* Oh well, I'd rather go back at that moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, more stuffs interested me as soon as I started playing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can feel my joy of able to able to work alongside with another composer with minds alike. Though, I really hate his attitude of late and everything at first, but at least he wasn't bad in personalities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* Still, I have to say that it's tiring to travel here and there... So, later, I'm going to go back by LRT, get my stuffs to prepare for another night, and then I need to come here again with car, and the real night, go back by car... I hope I'm not alone. Damn! I so wish to ditch them right now, but it's against my own principle, so no, I'm not going to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, at least... Kou will be with me, right? Riiiight??? 0w0&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779448768385969107-7379509408095367146?l=marumarumawaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/feeds/7379509408095367146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2010/10/stuck-or-chance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/7379509408095367146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/7379509408095367146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2010/10/stuck-or-chance.html' title='Stuck...? Or chance?'/><author><name>HenkaMukyuuAries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00512084160520779383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TOdN7o95DBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/wXoUQW9jzx0/S220/DSC02639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779448768385969107.post-7811222521603157206</id><published>2010-09-22T16:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T16:29:12.851+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anti-twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sparklife'/><title type='text'>Reading SparkLife...</title><content type='html'>Some conclusions I had about Twilight after reading those posts in SparkLife: Edward might not be a character that I can hate, but Bella sure is a one hell of a character that BUGS me =w=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck is with Stephanie, as Bella or not as Bella herself, making Bella such a shitty character. For a main character/protagonist, she sure fails. And... the grammars. Ugh! It sucked! =A=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can never understood what she's implying. Take a look at the below...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grammar Failure:&lt;br /&gt;"Bella then stares at Edward's ocher eyes, and says she's trying to  figure out what he is, exactly. Among her theories: he's a superhero. Of  course, instead of just saying, "I couldn't decide if he was Bruce  Wayne or Peter Parker," she says, "I had been &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;vacillating &lt;/span&gt;during the  last month between Bruce Wayne and Peter Parker." It should be noted  that no one has ever used the word "vacillating" when talking to  themselves. It sounds like an air-conditioning term, or something Mr.  Burns would say."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF, vacillating??? OAo What kind of- ugh. I don't even feel like explaining =A=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I love all those predictions that he had about Twilight XD It's like, it's going to be so true lololol~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and this is too funny to be ignored:&lt;br /&gt;"The chapter begins with Bella meeting up with her non-vampire friends  and heading to the beach for a party. There are too many kids here to  keep track of, including a boy named Ben and some other guy who's not  named Ben. Lauren, who I forgot about, is mean to Bella. Perhaps she's  jealous. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Or perhaps Lauren is Eric in disguise.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That thing is bold and italic, it's so funny that it might be true! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is also a very good one:&lt;br /&gt;"They talk for a bit. She describes his eyes as "ocher" on two separate  occasions in this chapter. It's a strange word. I'm assuming author  Stephenie Meyer ran out of other ways to say "dreamy, sexy gold." Or  maybe she has thousands of ways to describe his eyes, but she's saving  them for another book, entitled &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Edward's Eyes Thesaurus&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can so see that coming OwO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can salute Nicole for reading all those Twilight books and make one post of her own. That post was brilliant. Wondering who? See those who followed my blogs XD She's the girl with medium length black hairs and glasses... wait. There's not only one of that in my followers. 0A0 Whatever. =w=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779448768385969107-7811222521603157206?l=marumarumawaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/feeds/7811222521603157206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2010/09/reading-sparklife.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/7811222521603157206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/7811222521603157206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2010/09/reading-sparklife.html' title='Reading SparkLife...'/><author><name>HenkaMukyuuAries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00512084160520779383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TOdN7o95DBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/wXoUQW9jzx0/S220/DSC02639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779448768385969107.post-2829788697073001980</id><published>2010-07-16T10:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T20:20:08.154+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='japan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hokkaido'/><title type='text'>Hokkaido Trip Day One</title><content type='html'>First thing to say before I'm gonna continue with my journey:&lt;br /&gt;MY FAMILY SUCKS. End story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;============================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now... MY TRIP TO HOKKAIDO! Was it fun? Well, to me, it's just a so-so. It's not as fun as Tokyo (Or better, AKIHABARAGODDAMMITICAN'TGOFFFFFFFFF). That aside, I captured a lot of pics that... made my phone busted without any memory spaces left OAo y'know, this is the first time EVER I had this kind of problem lololol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, on to the journey!&lt;br /&gt;============================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day, after one night of UNABLE to sleep in the plane, I woke up in Narita Airport, with a local Japan guide. But of course, he's not a full Japanese, and yes he can speak our language. It seemed that he's a Vietnamese who had fled into Taiwan and Hong Kong, and EVEN participated in a Hong Kong movie Owo An actor, though he pretty much didn't continue it and became... a guide. And a side-translator 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so my breakfast... sucks. =w= Yush. To be honest, it sucked, compared to the rest of the foods I ate in the rest of my journey. However, it's considered one of the best compared to Malaysia obviously 8D I didn't took a pic of it, sad .w.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;============================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, after eating our breakkie, we went for... another airplane. ;w; sad ish sad indeed. We need to change our planes, oh yes. Because Narita =\= Hokkaido although they're all in Japan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good point about the planes is, there's good musics and entertainments 8D&lt;br /&gt;JAL (Japan AirLines) ROCKS!!! XDDD&lt;br /&gt;And thanks to this, I'm able to strip off some of the good musics *evil smirk* I'mma gonna download them up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we land in Sapporo, we went for lunch immediately. Thankfully, this first lunch from the agency was quite nice. =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TEBE3_yekcI/AAAAAAAAAFU/xJrKb9YRieY/s1600/DSC02141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TEBE3_yekcI/AAAAAAAAAFU/xJrKb9YRieY/s320/DSC02141.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494467274198651330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;YAY JAPANESE STYLE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TEBE4cIut2I/AAAAAAAAAFc/PWKrq3RWuKk/s1600/DSC02143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TEBE4cIut2I/AAAAAAAAAFc/PWKrq3RWuKk/s320/DSC02143.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494467281808176994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SASHIMIIIIII~~~ *LOVEZ*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TEBE4_pThnI/AAAAAAAAAFk/MT4BaRgZW0g/s1600/DSC02144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TEBE4_pThnI/AAAAAAAAAFk/MT4BaRgZW0g/s320/DSC02144.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494467291340047986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RICE WITH WASABI FURIKAKE! Nyahahar~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TEBE5EGb-8I/AAAAAAAAAFs/KVIHOQUz4rY/s1600/DSC02145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TEBE5EGb-8I/AAAAAAAAAFs/KVIHOQUz4rY/s320/DSC02145.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494467292535978946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SALMON!!! You saw it right? AND SCALLOP!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TEBE5aXWPJI/AAAAAAAAAF0/zbsAkYjPiTs/s1600/DSC02146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TEBE5aXWPJI/AAAAAAAAAF0/zbsAkYjPiTs/s320/DSC02146.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494467298512485522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZOMG ITZ A CRAB WITH CHEEEEESE. OAo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TEBFktD51xI/AAAAAAAAAF8/MCXfk01DgUc/s1600/DSC02148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TEBFktD51xI/AAAAAAAAAF8/MCXfk01DgUc/s320/DSC02148.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494468042265581330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The back view of zee crab =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;SHOPPING TEIMZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TEBFk3RgtTI/AAAAAAAAAGE/-ZjiVi0YIH0/s1600/DSC02149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TEBFk3RgtTI/AAAAAAAAAGE/-ZjiVi0YIH0/s320/DSC02149.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494468045007009074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOAH SOUR PULMS IPPAI DA!!! OAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TEBFlOgQCiI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Bqve6E5imn4/s1600/DSC02150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TEBFlOgQCiI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Bqve6E5imn4/s320/DSC02150.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494468051242846754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND COOKING KNIFES ZOMFGIRONCHEF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now we're off to our first sight-seeing stop... KANONJI!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;============================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;Welcome to Kanonji (Guan Yin Temple).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TEBAV9Bv7bI/AAAAAAAAADs/0q7NAqSRgDs/s1600/DSC02151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TEBAV9Bv7bI/AAAAAAAAADs/0q7NAqSRgDs/s320/DSC02151.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494462291295333810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TEBAWpkG62I/AAAAAAAAAD8/6tvjqawJFaU/s1600/DSC02154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TEBAWpkG62I/AAAAAAAAAD8/6tvjqawJFaU/s320/DSC02154.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494462303250606946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Up: Captured from outside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Down: Captured from the entrance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good grieve. They made such a HUUUUGE Kanon-sama Owo ZOMG... How much did they spend on that?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TEBAWEL6ubI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ReIP49uMQCo/s1600/DSC02152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TEBAWEL6ubI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ReIP49uMQCo/s320/DSC02152.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494462293217032626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The entrance 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TEBAW-kO3SI/AAAAAAAAAEE/ENtCZum8rb4/s1600/DSC02155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TEBAW-kO3SI/AAAAAAAAAEE/ENtCZum8rb4/s320/DSC02155.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494462308888272162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The inner entrance to the inside. And mind you - the STEPS from the entrance to the inside is... a field wide. OAo I need to CLIMB those stupid steps zomg... It's tiring, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TEBAXI76MVI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Tpy6dnFQ3XM/s1600/DSC02156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TEBAXI76MVI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Tpy6dnFQ3XM/s320/DSC02156.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494462311671935314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Buddha. =3 I had did this once when I'm inside the camp (owait, I haven't tell that yet, lololol.), and now's my second time!!! Weeee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TEBCrJ7OxXI/AAAAAAAAAEU/hoKXOqvg1ps/s1600/DSC02157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TEBCrJ7OxXI/AAAAAAAAAEU/hoKXOqvg1ps/s320/DSC02157.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494464854558164338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TEBCrdbdk0I/AAAAAAAAAEc/VdxMSuvlZIc/s1600/DSC02158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TEBCrdbdk0I/AAAAAAAAAEc/VdxMSuvlZIc/s320/DSC02158.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494464859793625922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must understand how many Kanon-sama there are... There's... so many. The floors explain most part of eet. ZOMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But first! Let's take a look at the HUMONGOUS hand of the GIGANTIC Kanon-sama! 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TEBCr5tV4eI/AAAAAAAAAEk/pRHX4nNhBsc/s1600/DSC02160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TEBCr5tV4eI/AAAAAAAAAEk/pRHX4nNhBsc/s320/DSC02160.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494464867384812002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;PH34R MWAH HAND LOLOLOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TEBCsKoY-LI/AAAAAAAAAEs/mM_OeQydlD8/s1600/DSC02161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TEBCsKoY-LI/AAAAAAAAAEs/mM_OeQydlD8/s320/DSC02161.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494464871927445682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;The view up here ish niiice =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now... the time haz come. For MULTIPLE KANON-SAMA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TEBCshEvoEI/AAAAAAAAAE0/mU8lBnd4lGE/s1600/DSC02162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TEBCshEvoEI/AAAAAAAAAE0/mU8lBnd4lGE/s320/DSC02162.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494464877951950914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TEBDkfjtpXI/AAAAAAAAAFM/3lYw5iWz8dQ/s1600/DSC02168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TEBDkfjtpXI/AAAAAAAAAFM/3lYw5iWz8dQ/s320/DSC02168.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494465839617647986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TEBDkA7jUcI/AAAAAAAAAFE/0YZI0SZXFPM/s1600/DSC02166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TEBDkA7jUcI/AAAAAAAAAFE/0YZI0SZXFPM/s320/DSC02166.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494465831396135362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TEBDjcLq_AI/AAAAAAAAAE8/qqb6YCc7lGY/s1600/DSC02165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TEBDjcLq_AI/AAAAAAAAAE8/qqb6YCc7lGY/s320/DSC02165.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494465821531634690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh yes. There's SO MANY of them... Owo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===========================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After visiting Kanonji, we're off... for our hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;THE HOTEL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TEBH9PjloyI/AAAAAAAAAGU/yw7kSdbVmlA/s1600/DSC02184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TEBH9PjloyI/AAAAAAAAAGU/yw7kSdbVmlA/s320/DSC02184.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494470662865396514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TEBMqGs6mwI/AAAAAAAAAHU/2PIgOUvJGBs/s1600/DSC02188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TEBMqGs6mwI/AAAAAAAAAHU/2PIgOUvJGBs/s320/DSC02188.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494475831629224706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lolthebuscoveredthehotelname =w=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of the pics above (thanks to my shortness =w= ), I can NEVER know the name of the hotel Owo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;...yasrsly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TEBIorAbPGI/AAAAAAAAAGc/ZlFfWL0SgkQ/s1600/DSC02171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TEBIorAbPGI/AAAAAAAAAGc/ZlFfWL0SgkQ/s320/DSC02171.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494471408968481890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;DINNERTEIMZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, the foods are niiiice *loves*&lt;br /&gt;Note the lil' sashimi over there, and the chawanmushi, and the tofus (in this case, it should be tau-pok. Don't ask me what it is in English *looks to the side*)! xDDD&lt;br /&gt;They're just mwah favorite!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, time to give out some photos of the hotel... Oh, I captured them in the next morning, so yeah 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad thing about the pictures were, though, ish that I can't take a pic of the Onsen they're having here =w= Why? Because I'm having period times during that day and can't go. FFFFFF-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, they prohibited people from taking pictures INSIDE the Onsen 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You know why. You Hentais. *EBILSMIRK*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TEBMWyNdeiI/AAAAAAAAAHE/O8H3pX0qegk/s1600/DSC02185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TEBMWyNdeiI/AAAAAAAAAHE/O8H3pX0qegk/s320/DSC02185.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494475499711068706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TEBMWAI3hkI/AAAAAAAAAG0/J7dF0nftts8/s1600/DSC02178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TEBMWAI3hkI/AAAAAAAAAG0/J7dF0nftts8/s320/DSC02178.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494475486270031426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside the hotel, there's... flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TEBMWnzk6VI/AAAAAAAAAG8/TuBjbaTX1Cg/s1600/DSC02183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TEBMWnzk6VI/AAAAAAAAAG8/TuBjbaTX1Cg/s320/DSC02183.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494475496918149458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Japan's fastest river Owo Rumors said that the salmons will swim back in the opposite way up to the hills to produce eggs there... and then, the fishes will swim back to the water Owo&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I found this river to be uberly beautiful that I couldn't help but upload it in maximum *loves*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TEBMV-sSsPI/AAAAAAAAAGs/857PEF137R4/s1600/DSC02175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TEBMV-sSsPI/AAAAAAAAAGs/857PEF137R4/s320/DSC02175.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494475485881741554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;The room of the hotel. It's Japanese styled =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TEBMVRwuyEI/AAAAAAAAAGk/AJCTsr29SXE/s1600/DSC02172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TEBMVRwuyEI/AAAAAAAAAGk/AJCTsr29SXE/s320/DSC02172.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494475473820764226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffets! And good point ish: Japanese foods ensured *happy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TEBMpznyMzI/AAAAAAAAAHM/DjxeGUPKbNo/s1600/DSC02186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TEBMpznyMzI/AAAAAAAAAHM/DjxeGUPKbNo/s320/DSC02186.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494475826507428658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;BEARS! 8D You will find a lot of these in Hokkaido. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;=============================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, that's the end of my first day. I shall update my second day tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779448768385969107-2829788697073001980?l=marumarumawaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/feeds/2829788697073001980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2010/07/hokkaido-trip-day-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/2829788697073001980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/2829788697073001980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2010/07/hokkaido-trip-day-one.html' title='Hokkaido Trip Day One'/><author><name>HenkaMukyuuAries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00512084160520779383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TOdN7o95DBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/wXoUQW9jzx0/S220/DSC02639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TEBE3_yekcI/AAAAAAAAAFU/xJrKb9YRieY/s72-c/DSC02141.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779448768385969107.post-6758125617399738023</id><published>2010-06-11T18:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T18:47:49.366+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='days in PLKN'/><title type='text'>Of Kawat and Seragam...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOTE: &lt;/span&gt;This comes BEFORE the whole rants. Obviously... Since it's an event before the time I wrote The Original... =w= And of course, this was initially written for those who forces/being-forced to wear tudung in the kawat competition. Sadly, it didn't work much, since most of them DO NOT UNDERSTAND ENGLISH. Owo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seragam. What is seragam? Baju must be seragam, kawat must be seragam... But wearing tudung? I do understand about this for Islamics, but NON-ISLAMICS?! Okay. This is going tobe awkward. I am not a racist - NO. I'm never a racist. And I'm fully up for the whole "One Malaysia" thing. What is "One Malaysia"? It do means that everyone to be sepakat, right? The Malays, Chinese, Indians, Sabah, Sarawak... etc. This whole "One Malaysia" thing did not specify about "you must wear tudung/songkok/etc." right? Even in schools they don't force people to wear them. And even some Islams themselves do not wear tudung. So how can you force a NON-ISLAM to wear tudung? You cannot force a religion into one's mind, or body. And talk of the history, not even the great Nabi Muhammad forces the Jewish to be Islam, or wear tudung. So we shouldn't force, or be forced to do something such religious sensitive thing. If you're very heartfully willing to do it, go ahead! But if you're doing this out of force, fear, etc., please. RETHINK before you do any actions. What can you get when you're doing this out of your will? You will get no goodness, because it's out of your will. It is not funny when you tell the others "I've force people to wear tudung" or "I've been forced to wear tudung". Will they laugh? Maybe, for a while, before they will began to think. Is it a good thing to laugh? If they're the person being forced, will they like it? I'm not sure about the masochists, but if it's me, I really will be pissed off if someone forced me to do things like this. I mean, I will be angry already if I'm being forced by my family to do things that I did not wanted, what more if you're being forced to do something as this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, rethink about it again before you continue this. Do not misunderstood the meaning of "seragam". And the real meaning behind "One Malaysia".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779448768385969107-6758125617399738023?l=marumarumawaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/feeds/6758125617399738023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2010/06/of-kawat-and-seragam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/6758125617399738023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/6758125617399738023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2010/06/of-kawat-and-seragam.html' title='Of Kawat and Seragam...'/><author><name>HenkaMukyuuAries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00512084160520779383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TOdN7o95DBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/wXoUQW9jzx0/S220/DSC02639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779448768385969107.post-5757521844061799832</id><published>2010-06-11T11:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T13:15:18.435+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kem Princess Haliza'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bravo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='days in PLKN'/><title type='text'>Days In Kem PLKN Princess Haliza - The Original</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;NOTE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I wrote this during my days in the camp. So... It's going to be heavily relied on my mood at that time. Beware of weird stuffs happened inside the rants XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot had happened during my days in PLKN Kem Princess Haliza, in dorm Bravo 4. I can't help, but to say, it was the WORST dorm of all. Firstly, my assigned bed was just beside the door, and the bed opposite of mine (which was also beside the door) has no one assigned to. The first problem I need to deal with, is when the dormmates just wear their shoes INTO the dorm. Everyday, I need to deal with the sands and muds beside my bed. What's worse? None followed the duty rooster, and none actually cleans the dorm. The only time that the actually cleaned the dorm was when it's the first week, and during the semester break. Other than that? Not really. So, I'm always the one who grabs the crappy scissor-like broom and began to sweep the dirts out from my area. About everyday and after every 3 meals every time I got back to the dorm, I would sweep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's the first. Now second. My dorm mates are just SOOOOOOOO noisy that I can't handle them. I wasn't sure if it's the reason all Sabah Malays are like that (well, at least the ones I met so far are like that), but seriously, they really lack of respects. Blah! Their mouth always talked of "We must respect each other, like when we're praying you must be quiet" blahblahblah. Fine, we did that, like obviously we did that EVEN BEFORE they talked about it. But did they respect us back? Like, they love to useour stuffs without asking. Slippers, baldi, etc. etc. etc. And especially at the night- No. Whenever we wanted to sleep! Hell. They really are ignorant aren't they? I mean, it's obvious that we wanted to sleep, and yet they still talk like "This room is ours! I don't care if you're sleeping!" Fuuuuuuuck. Seriously. We don't even talk like they do whenever they're sleeping. But do they care or respect our times? I don't think so. Let's not talk of normal days, since they always did that and I don't bother to talk that much. The times when we're absolutely angry of are when the times that we're sick and we require rests. Do they respect the ones who's sick? No. They just talk into the midnight. Not until 12a.m. they won't stop. Even when the teachers said 11.30p.m. is the latest you can open the lights. Blah! And what they did the most? They talk so loudly just beside people's bed- no. Right ON the sleeping person's bed. Stupid. No respect at all. Not even when their own races - Malays - asked them to be quiet. They just won't comply to it! And still continue on their chattering LOUDLY. This leads to the question "How come Bravo is always late". When the sleeping ones can't sleep, and the restless ones don't sleep until the midnight, how they're able to get up the next day? Worse of all! They always emphasize that they can do everything if they wake up at 6a.m. NO! I'm telling you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;. Seriously. Don't they ever think that that's the reason we're the last every time? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;. Fick dich. We opened meeting, and we said that we should wake up earlier. Heck, they said "Tidak. Kami masih boleh siap kalau kita bangun 6 pagi. Betul? XXX? Ya! Ya! Betul!" OMG. I can totally understood why Bravo wirawati lost every single thing. With that attitude continuing? Nuh-uh. We will not win a single thing. Because when the head slacks, how can you make the underlings advances? Seriously, we lack of a great leader. In Bravo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, speaking of leaders... Seriously. The IC of Bravo &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;SUCKS&lt;/span&gt;. The female IC, always give the wrong command. Everyone else (other companies) were "Ke dalam lurus (Straight inward? I guess so... Not sure of the commands in English)", she's the only one who'll give "Ke KANAN lurus (Straight to the right)". See how stupid it is? Even our timbalan (vice) followed her, because we need to look up to the superior (she said). But this kind of superior? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;SHE SUCKS&lt;/span&gt;. And we followed the stupid command for TWO WHOLE MONTHS, everyday every time we had roll calls. And she always take care of her friends. Wasn't that a good thing? Nuh-uh. I mean, HER friends, not US. She just let her friends do whatever they wanted. And herself? Is just as bad. She's one of those who's noisy when we're sleeping. Singing in the toilet is okay but singing while we're sleeping? NOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I need to retake the problem up again. Freaking IDIOTS. If I'm not mistaken, it's 30th May. The day when it's B4's turn to have midnight patrol. It's Sunday, when we get our phones to be returned back to the camp. It's already bad when that happened, and worse coming right up. My Chinese dorm mates, Stella and Ying, were supposed to tugas (shift) that day. Ying already told our IC from week and days before. But then, during the night of the tugas, Ying told the IC again, and a surprised answer came to her. "Ngapa nak tugas? Tak payah tugaslah." WTF? Seriously, an IC speaks like that?! Now that's even weirder. Ying's flame already rose up, since she had a sudden "rejection" in this case. Fine. So back to dorms, we just plan to sleep through the night. Unfortunately, it wasn't possible. Suddenly, my IC told Ying to tugas alone, because they lack of one person. How can this be possible? Because, one of her friend wanted to tugas that day, and switched with JJ. But JJ, S, and VV are together, and they don't want to be separated. So if one's removed, the other two quits as well. This is how it happened. Uhuh. Stupid right? That's why, Ying, who's supposed to be with Stella, frustrated and raging with flames, yelled at them. "I've already told you from the start that I want to tugas with Stella! Once, twice! But did you listen? Did you remember?" and for that, she stormed out to the toilet. Z asked her what happened. During that moment, she was still able to talk cooly with her, but then our IC stormed in too, and bang the toilet door, yelling and scolding. This was when Ying finally burst off, and yelled and scolded back. When one's flame risen, their strength is rather different, right? So, when she came back in, she slightly slammed her shoes to the rack (not sure if she realized that, from what I've seen), and banged her locker. The hypocrite saw that, and oddly, still do not know how she should react when a person's angry, just blast off her words. "Ah ah ah! Locker pecah lagi!" Idiotic. After the tugas people exit (They successfully dragged S into the mess), and lights were off, Ying went to complain with our dorm leader - Ayu. She took the past cases out and began to throw upon Ayu, and eventually cried. That was the first time I saw her crying so desperately in camp. We gathered around and talked, until when the idiots came back in (not all are idiots though, 'cause some were like no choice and to join them 'cause no one wanted, like S). They saw us, and we did not stop. I thought it's over when they exit, and we slept. But NOOOO. I am SOOOOO wrong. The freaking bastards, gathered all 9 patrol members, sat just beside the door, MY BED, and began to talk so loudly. I can't really hear them saying, but I knew it's about when we gathered and talk. Now, this is seriously an unrespectful event. CAN'T YOU IDIOTS SEE WE'RE SLEEPING?!?!?! And for goodness sake, I "shh"ed at them. Yet they continued! FUUUUUUUCK. OI IDIOTS! GET OUT AND TALK! I don't care or mind if you're talking behind our asses, BUT IN THE MIDNIGHT?! Hell, you're SICK. And I don't think it's the IC's idea. I think it's the one who had the worst reputation amongst the girls and guys. The faker. The hypocrite who calls the others a hypocrite. The most inconsiderate fool who added oil to one's flame. I hope you can guess who.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, we opened a meeting. God. That hypocrite actually speaks like she's very correct in every aspects. Using her cunningness to defeat and block off the other's words. Hell, thanks to her, I don't even feel like speaking, although I still have a lot, TOO MUCH, to say. Blah! I guess after Zyma left, my days are like hells. At least if she's still around the camp, I get to tell her to tell the foolish idiots how stupid and ignorant they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I did not really feel satisfied during the meeting is when we talked about the whole family thing. Bravo had a serious case before - we lost our flag. Our Bravo Flag. We were lectured by Cikgu Shah I by this and everyone wrote a 500 sentences of "Saya akan jaga bendera Bravo dan menjadikan Bravo satu keluarga". But HECK. I shouldn't HELP those idiots to write. Because they don't worth it. Because they do not get the message of it 'cause they didn't really write 500 sentences! Hell, they have people to help them to write, and I guess that's why we ruined the whole Bravo thing. Blergh, it's just suck. Anyway, to the point. They said one family, right? Last time, we had another meeting with the whole Bravo, wira and wirawati, and Leong said something wrong in front of the Wira. Fine. We had our own lil' meting in B4, telling tha we should't say that (by the hypocrite). AHeck, if you didn't do that, why we would say such things? Anyway, that wasn't the main problem. The hypocrite said (Hell, why she's always the one who said these foolish stuffs?) "We are one family. We shouldn't tell the others what happened in B4". So... Her meaning is B4 = One family, the rest of Brave =/= family? Greeeaaat. And so the whole B3 and B4 things happened, and which is what I told them in the latest meeting. I do think my choices of words and to begin the whole thing is wrong. Fine. I admit and I will change. But still, am not satisfied with the reactions they gave to me. When I said B3 said B4 pentingkan orang sendiri, they said B3 were the ones who did not join them. Fine. But do they realize why they don't want to join them?? Because they do not like the B4's attitudes and how they treat the B3. They were being looked down by the fools. But no, they don't realize what happened. This, and the "seragam" thing. We had Pertandingan Kawat, and they actually want all those who kawat to wear tudung. Oh. My. God. Firstly, not everyone was willing to wear tudung. Secondly, they should not force one to wear tudung. Hell the whole "family concept". Hell the whole "Satu Malaysia" concept. Yeah right, Satu Malaysia, One Family, by changing us into their own kinds. God, this is just so stupid. How can you achieve Satu Malaysia when there's no variates in the group? The whole concept of Satu Malaysia was everyone to accept each other, not by turning us all into one kind. This is why the whole "perpaduan" thing will never be realized. Because of forces. Heck, I salute to the Delta, because they don't force people to wear tudung, and became Champion. Love it. Seriously. and proud of it. Even if I'm not Delta, instead, a Bravo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Delta, Delta's like, the best company. I love Delta, I support Delta, because the people made me happy during the days in PLKN are all from Delta. No, not even the people from B3 or the Chineses in Bravo made me happy. It was the Delta. People I met, like Mel (not Melissa, it's Melanie, an Iban from Sarawak) and Venite/Syn Yee (Pure Chinese, from Sabah). They're both great Shoujo artists, and Otakus! Oh man, it's just so HARD to find these kind of people IN THE CAMP. Seriously. I love being with them. Why I'm not a Delta? Even though it's green but it's much better than freaking BLUE. Stuuuuupid. And I known them too late. We just only have less than 10 days to talk with each other, before we part separate ways. Ahhh... Sooooo sad. What's worse? They're one sea away from Semenanjung... Sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh... I'm sick of telling the tales of the Bravo. Now let's talk about foods. SERIOUSLY. Vegeterian foods are FAR FAR FAR WAAAAAY better than the normal people's foods. Perhaps it's because it's only for a few people? Not sure. But yeah, it's better. Though... Compare to the REAL vege, they pretty much SUCKED. LOL x3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time currently is 5th June, I'm in the Ward of Medic. No I'm not slacking. My foot got hurt when we had the DKRTG (quite a violent game, but full with meanings... though not pretty much of uses in real life), and I don't want to make it worse. And so, I began to write this. And after knowing the two girl/artists, I began to expand my styles, beginning in the hair. Lawl, my tomboys became somewhat kiddish XD It looked quite odd, but cute at the same time Owo I drew a lot during the boring days, and yeah, I really upgraded myself in drawing the hairs. =3 Much joys. Weeeeee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They said about "How nice and how great" is Princess Haliza. Blah! In this batch, NOOOOOO. Firstly, shooting. Heck, the Tapak Menembak had closed down. We couldn't get to shoot the real bullets. All we had are blanks. That really sucked! 'cause you don't know your accuracy! Argh! Although I do enjoy how the M-16 felt like. Sad thing is that it's blank. Then, Flying Fox. I don't know, I just don't seemed to get the enjoyment of this. Haiz. The rest? Oh no. I hate the rest, and of course, I did not join them. Kayak, Wirajaya, etc... anything about forest and water, count me out. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing I hated in this batch, is how disrespectful are the Wiras. And to my annoyance, they love to knock on the metal pagar of the Wirawatis. Worse? They just won't SHUT THE FUCK UP. Like seriously. Everytime in the dewan especially. They're like lil' kiddos, who just screamed and shouted at the sightliest fun they will had, repeating nonstop that brought to a louder chaos. Hectic, it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And 3th June, at night, Gamabak (Whatever her name is) from B3, suddenly "appeared" in our dorm. Before that, I was brushing my teeth. It's just so sudden, when our IC and her friend rushed out from the toilet, and BB came in said :don't care about them". It was then I heard ruckus, and locker banging. Not closing, but HITTING. Good grieve... It's already the last week. Can't things just be anymore "peaceful"?? Seriously, those fools really didn't consider about their own faults. Gambak told them how the B3 disliked them, and I do think that she herself is a betrayer. Because, all people in B3 treat her very well, since she had some problems herself. Mana tau, she went over into B4 and tell the bad stuffs about B3. I can understood how enraged they are. Oh well... What's worse? Right now- no. Just now (4th June), some people in B3 told bad things about B4 to the Delta wiras. Stupid. The aggressive lil' kid in our dorm just rushed out, about to take the belt out but fortunately stopped by one of her friends, since they said if we cause more troubles today, they will only give the phones when we go back. Blah, these peple really don't think of the future, and of course, the other "innocent" people. Selfish, they are. Oh well, not that I can change them. But still, I'm so sad that they don't think of the consequences. Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAND currently (2342, 4th June), I can't sleep. Even though I'm SOOOO much of tireness invasion. But NOOOO. I can't sleep at all. Why? Because they're going to have a goddamn freaking useless and meaningless AND worst meeting at 0000. Yes. Twelve in the midnight. When people had already long ASLEEP. However, that's usually  my sleeping time... or worse, in PLKN Kem Princess Haliza Dorm Bravo 4. Why? Thanks to those disrespectful idiots and so much of FOOLS, who're restless and can just open the light until 1230+++ and NEVER sleeps, or even seemed to end. Things just going on and on and on. Like an ENDLESS NIGHT. Horrible, it is. I've been through this restless hell for two whole months. And even the last week they still don't let the sleepy and tires go rest in peace, let the energiless to charge their batteries NO. And NEVER. NEVER EVER THEY DID SO. AND I DO MEAN BY &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;NEVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;FUUUUUCK. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And so, I'm here to wait... Very patiently,At WHEN those &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;fools&lt;/span&gt; realize that they will never get the attention (in sense of "good" of course) from the teachers. I'm not even sure if the meeting will be on. Bah! Fools do think different from normal people. Because fools can't change the way they are, were, whateverm and the way they think. Not even the Malays of course. I do mean of some Chinese, some in my dorm, some from the other companies. And SEE! They wasted our time of great sleep treasure in such a minial case known as... meeting. *rolls eyes* Idiotic indeed. I just haven't include the foul words of Chineses. They'll be even WORSE. They should be grateful that I'm, not as angry to use these low-classed words yet... though I did speak when I mentioned about their foolish actions by verbal. Heck, I can't help, they're just so STUPID. Even when people told me not to say so, but I still have the urge to speak of what I wanted to say for TWO WHOLE MONTHS. Perhaps I should tell them before the whole thing end. But... who knows? And what become of them is none of my concern anyway, why should I interfere?  should just be a very typical otaku who lived in her own world. Yeah, that should make it. Uh-ahm~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, 2241 5th June 2010, is my best time and moment in the camp. ^w^ I got 3 free coleslaws donated by the B3 people, who had a KFC party here. It's not really THAT fun, but being with D-Za? Yeah, it's really great~ \(^w^)/ Love eet~ Thank you B3 for letting me taking refugee in this great dorm. Oh, haven't tell you how I got here eh? Okay, everything started when the B4 took out a radio/speaker/whatever from NOWHERE, and blast out the whole dorm with LOUD and SUCKY music, AND began to DANCE. Damn. How loud can they be? Hell, I could even hear their voices from B3 Owo See how loud it is? OMG... So. That time, 6p.m., I dragged my tire body into B3, and collapsed on Sheeril's bed. Oh, thank her for leaving the camp and letting me sleep here XD And from that moment on, I decided to sleep in B3 for the rest of the remaining days in PLKN Kem Princess Haliza =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6th June, one of the most satisfying days, I guess? We ate so much (with my family) and joked a lot. Was surprised that my nephew, Ivan (not Iven Wong, thank you. It's Ivan Chiang X3) knew how to toddle! Wow. I feel very proud of him to be honest, and shocked at how long that I'm away from home, and how fast could a baby grow. I'm utmost relieved that they stopped the "gun-shooting" thing to please the kid. I'm so afraid that he will grow up as a violent kiddo which might make me break and punch him on the face. Yeah, hopes. And mostly hopes turned VERY bad... Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, we plan to sleep in B3 for the rest of the days FAILED, when the B4 people decided to lock the doors to prevent any more midnight patrol people to come in and check the dorms. I wonder why? It's just such a foolish action. Haiz. That is what you should be expecting when you're with these idiots. Oh well... Luckily that day, I'm able to sleep. Thanks to tireness, perhaps? Not sure. But when the midnight patrols came to check, the idiots went to sleep quickly, and told each and every of us not to make any noises. Uhuh... Odd, it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, before the B3 sleeping incident, I've used to sleep in D7, and it felt great ^w^ I mean, sleeping with the Delta just seemed to be better. Although they do make noises in the night, but it's an entirely different experience. I mean, at least they don't whisper like hellish mosquitoes, or yelling loudly like a freaking madman in my dorm =w= And from that, I must conclude that B4 is really the WORST dorm of all. From every other dorm I visited, this was the WORST. Haaaiiizzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the Malam Penutup. I'm skipping the details in the morning, and only focus at night. I wore the Baju Kemeja that I wore before during the school's prom night along with the tie, which I asked my mom to brought them to me. I slicked my side hairs back, and surprisingly it looked a lot better than my normal looks Owo And more surprisingly... They said that I'm handsome OAO Seriously. They said that. And my GOD not only the Malays, but also the Chineses... Great. What on earth? I don't think I look that good... though it's better than my normal looks... But handsome?! That's a new word =w=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night was great - the foods, I mean. They've seriously improved in the cooking. YAY! But the performances? Nuh-uh. They SUCKED LIKE HELL. Even SMKTC performances were waaaay better than them. BUT! Only the singings. Dancings? Hell, the Chineses are really good... But the others? Nuh-uh. =w= I mean, they danced Sorry Sorry WITHOUT FOLLOWING THE ORIGINAL!!! AND DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH IT SUCKED?!?!?! Hell, I was dancing the original, and people saluted me! Do you know how much it sucked until the normal people actually saluted ME, an individual who CAN'T dance?! That's the answer you get. The Genie, danced by Chinese and 2 talented Malay guys, is FAR MORE BETTER than the stupid group of females who's so messy in their choreography. I just HATE that performance, more than everything else. BLARAGH! It sucked. I mean, at least Genie followed most of the real MV dances, and though some parts are of their own creation, they still looked GREAT. But the Sorry2?! NOOOOOOOO~ For goddess sake, please don't get up the stage if you're not prepared. SERIOUSLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;======&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's my rants so far in the camp. I will give a revised and detailed report of the days in the camp later... Brain juices dried out. Aries, signed out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779448768385969107-5757521844061799832?l=marumarumawaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/feeds/5757521844061799832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2010/06/days-in-kem-plkn-princess-haliza.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/5757521844061799832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/5757521844061799832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2010/06/days-in-kem-plkn-princess-haliza.html' title='Days In Kem PLKN Princess Haliza - The Original'/><author><name>HenkaMukyuuAries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00512084160520779383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TOdN7o95DBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/wXoUQW9jzx0/S220/DSC02639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779448768385969107.post-3022491437367831551</id><published>2010-04-18T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T19:34:22.793+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Plkn'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mother fucker. Wtf is wrong wif dis godamn kem. They jz hv no BRAIN. ALL N EVERYONE in dis godamn freaking idiotic kem. Fick dich. Cnt they jz shut it up?! N they taught us ALL about 'pilihan'. 'choices'. Bt do they gv us any choices? None. Theres none. Theres only force. And 2 push away dat force we nid 2 pretend bout evrything. Theres nothing around here is real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, n i do nt wan 2 b a chinese. It is NEVER MY CHOICE. Since we r born, we hv no choices at all u mite tot dat u cn use ur choices 2 change ur destiny, bt actualy, they had already made all 4 u. Even ur own choice is being decided by ur destiny. Since ur born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, nt all elders of us r our 'tchers', bcz they mite nt noe things more than we do. Sumtimes, we noe more than they do. Therefore, i will nt acknowledge any1 whos more inferior than i do as my tcher. Or perhaps they really do hv more experience than we do, bt sumtimes, i jz dun feel 2 acknowledge them as 'tcher'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, continue the choices n destiny section. Y do i say dat we cnt chuz? Now, our birthdate n time had already decide our life 4 all of us. Theres an origin g dis fact. In ancient china, theres 1 type of fortune telling, which is so damn accurate dat it had nearly extint until now. Therds, in the whole wide world, r only a few people which u cn use ur fingers 2 count, dat known dis method. N dis method is able 2 calculate all ur future/whole life by using the most acurate birth time n date of a person. It has been proven by world wide in the tv, n none says 'false' or 'fake' about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, i dun think that we had any choices at all. We mite tot dat we had chose dis path, n our future will change. Or dat we try 2 evade 1 calamity dat it mite come 2 us. Bt do u know dat evrything is fate. N no 1 cn change dem. U cn try, yes, bt it will only change a lil. U cnt change all of ur future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything above, is jz my opinion. Thank u 4 reading.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779448768385969107-3022491437367831551?l=marumarumawaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/feeds/3022491437367831551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2010/04/mother-fucker.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/3022491437367831551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/3022491437367831551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2010/04/mother-fucker.html' title=''/><author><name>HenkaMukyuuAries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00512084160520779383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TOdN7o95DBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/wXoUQW9jzx0/S220/DSC02639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779448768385969107.post-5295956786548792347</id><published>2010-04-11T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T16:41:51.446+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Plkn'/><title type='text'>I'm... Alive!!!</title><content type='html'>Owo&lt;br /&gt;Yes, im alive, and... Kicking?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, please forgive me from nao on dat i wil use txt words. Xwx&lt;br /&gt;Im typing frm mah fon lololol~ xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nao, im here in plkn 4 2 weeks adi, n i stil feel DYING until dis point. Blergh. I jz dun like d living in here at all! I mean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All fuds r spicy.&lt;br /&gt;All activities r sumwat boring.&lt;br /&gt;Sum water r nt filtered owO&lt;br /&gt;Sum toilets nids 2 b heavily maintanenced.&lt;br /&gt;AND A LOT MORE! Grah! &gt;w&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, im curently here jz 2 tel u ppl dat im alive. ^w^ im gona tel d rest of d things ltr~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779448768385969107-5295956786548792347?l=marumarumawaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/feeds/5295956786548792347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-alive.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/5295956786548792347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/5295956786548792347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-alive.html' title='I&apos;m... Alive!!!'/><author><name>HenkaMukyuuAries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00512084160520779383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TOdN7o95DBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/wXoUQW9jzx0/S220/DSC02639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779448768385969107.post-7806904511311214558</id><published>2010-02-08T16:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T17:15:12.758+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='role-playing forum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='persona'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Digimon RP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='busy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RP'/><title type='text'>Very busy meh...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Insert:&lt;/span&gt; Bitter &amp;amp; Sweet (by Rhythem)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long time no see, those who followed my blog, which...&lt;br /&gt;=w=&lt;br /&gt;It's a very few people lolz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I even  wondered if anyone reads this blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;First thing.&lt;br /&gt;I SOOOOOOOOO want to go S'pore for my studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because S'pore ish cleaner than M'sia.&lt;br /&gt;Because S'pore has better food than M'sia.&lt;br /&gt;Because S'pore has better schools than M'sia.&lt;br /&gt;Because S'pore has better chances for me than M'sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN WALK FREELY IN S'PORE UNLIKE M'SIA~~~&lt;br /&gt;Which I'm strictly watched by mah family.&lt;br /&gt;Which SUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to get in there wasn't an easy job, meh.&lt;br /&gt;The assignments weren't easy at all.&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention I'm not sure if I can even hand in the apps in time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus I have NS =w=&lt;br /&gt;Fuck NS.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck this damned country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next thing.&lt;br /&gt;I'm SOOOO busy lately.&lt;br /&gt;With what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Role-Playing~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonono, it's not the computer games you played.&lt;br /&gt;It's "Writing Role Play".&lt;br /&gt;Which you type/write/whatever like you're writing for a novel,&lt;br /&gt;With your own character and some several NPCs if it's possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will not be on in MSN, to chat with people, unless important.&lt;br /&gt;Will not be updating the blog soooo recent.&lt;br /&gt;Will not be going into FB as possible lolz XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be on 24 hours to download, and leave my MSN open.&lt;br /&gt;If ya see me there, I might not be there.&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm "away" most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the new baby in the house. =w=&lt;br /&gt;Hate kids.&lt;br /&gt;NEVER LIKE 'EM. *roars*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. I'm busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also busy drawing requests and perhaps writing songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So don't expect me lolz =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaand~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna promote some RP sites lol X3&lt;br /&gt;If you're THAT free to play, that is.&lt;br /&gt;Because we need ACTIVE players, not INACTIVE people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First... There's &lt;a href="http://digimonforumrp.proboards.com/index.cgi"&gt;DFRP&lt;/a&gt; (Digimon Forum Role Play).&lt;br /&gt;It's a Digimon-related role-playing forum.&lt;br /&gt;And there's good and bad role-players inside.&lt;br /&gt;I'm considered as the good one, lolz X3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then... There's &lt;a href="http://personawake.proboards.com/index.cgi"&gt;PA&lt;/a&gt; (Persona Awake).&lt;br /&gt;It's a Persona (Shin Megami Tensei) role-playing forum.&lt;br /&gt;Most of the RPers inside are good RPers, but LAZY RPers XD&lt;br /&gt;I'm considered as... The not-lazy one Owo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally... There's &lt;a href="http://glass-moon.proboards.com/index.cgi"&gt;BGM &lt;/a&gt;(Broken Glass-Moon).&lt;br /&gt;It's... a very original role-playing forum, though with heavy influence of Typemoon (Fate/Stay Night Creator) games.&lt;br /&gt;All of the RPers inside are superbly good RPers.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm the least good ones... 'w'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's more good RP sites out there,&lt;br /&gt;But these three are my most active ones. ^w^&lt;br /&gt;So if you're bored and very free AND good in English, come join us~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All people in the sites are very friendly. =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me. I've been there. ROAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Akira Rei "Aries", signing out-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779448768385969107-7806904511311214558?l=marumarumawaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/feeds/7806904511311214558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2010/02/very-busy-meh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/7806904511311214558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/7806904511311214558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2010/02/very-busy-meh.html' title='Very busy meh...'/><author><name>HenkaMukyuuAries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00512084160520779383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TOdN7o95DBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/wXoUQW9jzx0/S220/DSC02639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779448768385969107.post-2915251004383255178</id><published>2010-01-14T12:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T12:03:37.115+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ame oto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='composition'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='original song'/><title type='text'>AME OTO-DA!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Finally...&lt;br /&gt;Finally...&lt;br /&gt;I'VE DID IT!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ame Oto that I've did for Kou ish finally being uploaded!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FI0g6UZgHwA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FI0g6UZgHwA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it still sucks.&lt;br /&gt;The piano sucks.&lt;br /&gt;The voice sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself. =w=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, at least I did it...&lt;br /&gt;Finally.&lt;br /&gt;With the help from WindowMovieMaker XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm entering this for the competition...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me lucks...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779448768385969107-2915251004383255178?l=marumarumawaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/feeds/2915251004383255178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2010/01/ame-oto-da.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/2915251004383255178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/2915251004383255178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2010/01/ame-oto-da.html' title='AME OTO-DA!!!!!!'/><author><name>HenkaMukyuuAries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00512084160520779383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TOdN7o95DBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/wXoUQW9jzx0/S220/DSC02639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779448768385969107.post-8482482613217523074</id><published>2010-01-09T07:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T08:00:26.006+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fictions'/><title type='text'>Sudden Inspiration...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Insert: &lt;/span&gt;I Gotta Feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey people, are you interested in any fanfictions? XD&lt;br /&gt;And when I say fanfictions, it means ALL WORDS. (LOL)&lt;br /&gt;And when I say fanfictions, it means ALL FICTIONAL (Duh), and ALL world settings are inside a specific world of an anime, manga or a game.&lt;br /&gt;And when I say fanfictions... It could mean ANY POSSIBLITY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want to include yourself in also can. X3&lt;br /&gt;Just finish the template and I'll see how. XD&lt;br /&gt;But beware of any randomness........ *looks to the side*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Name: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(The name of zee character)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Age: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Zee age of zee chara)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gender:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Male, Female, SHEmale Owo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Relationships You Wanted: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Straight, Yuri, Yaoi, wtv, Bi... Incest........... Owo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Race: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Any race you can think of... NOT MALAY INDIAN CHINESE. I mean Elves, Orcs, Human, Ghost [WTF], etc. You can even put zombies in here XD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Class: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Jobs classifications, like Warrior, Archer, Mage, Fighter, etc...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Strength and Weakness: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(What your chara do well and what your chara do bad...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Appearance:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (What's the body of your chara? The clothes it wears? Etc...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Background Story: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Some of the biographies 'bout your charrie)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Personality:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (What's zee personality of your chara?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Others: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Any other infos you wanna add, add here...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will see where you place you into my fics...&lt;br /&gt;Not all worlds can fit ya, you know? Owo&lt;br /&gt;Unless you want to specify... And make it something I know. ^w^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side Note: I'm just wanted to write some stuffs... X3 Don't mind the randomness...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779448768385969107-8482482613217523074?l=marumarumawaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/feeds/8482482613217523074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2010/01/sudden-inspiration.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/8482482613217523074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/8482482613217523074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2010/01/sudden-inspiration.html' title='Sudden Inspiration...'/><author><name>HenkaMukyuuAries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00512084160520779383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TOdN7o95DBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/wXoUQW9jzx0/S220/DSC02639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779448768385969107.post-2415814522211053826</id><published>2010-01-08T07:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T09:00:31.515+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laws'/><title type='text'>My head will Smash The Table...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Insert:&lt;/span&gt; 100% nai nai nai (Lucky Star, Hiiragi Kagami Image Song)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My head will surely smash the table...&lt;br /&gt;If I haven't finish the 500 undang thingy by now...&lt;br /&gt;And seriously, I LACK OF COMMON SENSE.&lt;br /&gt;And Malay CONFUSES me.&lt;br /&gt;And I HATE it.&lt;br /&gt;Grrrrrr.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, finishing 500 undangs WASN'T easy.&lt;br /&gt;It's not something you can finish in 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;And my sis said that it's so easy.&lt;br /&gt;You can finish them in 1 hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. Are you kidding me??????&lt;br /&gt;For 50 questions, you need 45 mins to finish it.&lt;br /&gt;See, even 50 quessys you need 45 mins to finish it.&lt;br /&gt;This is 500 goddamn questions!&lt;br /&gt;Although, some are REALLY easy.&lt;br /&gt;Still, you CAN'T use 1 or 2 hours to finish it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO AND NEVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And DANG'IT,  my brain fails me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just so BLUR about those...&lt;br /&gt;Demerit points of breaking the rules...&lt;br /&gt;So many typos in this book... (Owo)&lt;br /&gt;And the WEIRDEST thing in this book, some answers are WRONG.&lt;br /&gt;Yes. They're &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;WRONG&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you study when the answers are wrong?&lt;br /&gt;When all the questions that they will have on that day are ENTIRELY picked from this book?&lt;br /&gt;Won't you feel UNEASY?&lt;br /&gt;I mean, to choose the right answer, or choose the wrong answer that's correct in the book???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=w=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many STUPID things in this book.&lt;br /&gt;I've began to wonder about my own knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;Whether it's correct, or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid. Undang. Laws.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid MALAYS and WHOEVER FUCKING IDIOT WHO TYPED THIS BOOK OUT.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779448768385969107-2415814522211053826?l=marumarumawaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/feeds/2415814522211053826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-head-will-smash-table.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/2415814522211053826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/2415814522211053826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-head-will-smash-table.html' title='My head will Smash The Table...'/><author><name>HenkaMukyuuAries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00512084160520779383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TOdN7o95DBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/wXoUQW9jzx0/S220/DSC02639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779448768385969107.post-956162106591593022</id><published>2010-01-08T00:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T00:34:02.786+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='japanese club'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>The Japanese Club... and my own affairs.</title><content type='html'>Insert: Pearl Moon (by Koda Kumi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what?&lt;br /&gt;Japanese Club is going to be abolished.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm sad.&lt;br /&gt;Really sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad because I can't do &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ANYTHING&lt;/span&gt; to help out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to tell my mom about the problems,&lt;br /&gt;But all the while, she said were:&lt;br /&gt;"Move on. Stop dwelling on the past."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Monday, as soon as I got back from Star,&lt;br /&gt;My family (except my dad), were there.&lt;br /&gt;Kou should know what happened.&lt;br /&gt;And I do not want it to happen again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there, I must turn into a "Good Child".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodness. It was like HELL.&lt;br /&gt;I regretted giving my sister my facebook.&lt;br /&gt;And those aunties.&lt;br /&gt;Argh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should've known this will happen.&lt;br /&gt;I can't even SWEAR and CURSE in facebook now.&lt;br /&gt;And she even start to talk bad about you people.&lt;br /&gt;Damn, she even thought I'm into DRUGS.&lt;br /&gt;OAo&lt;br /&gt;And she started all those "As a girl, you must act like one."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously,&lt;br /&gt;I'M NOT A GIRL IN THE SOUL FOR GODDAMN SAKE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my new hairstyle seriously SUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck them.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I can only sweat in the blogs, I might as well swear as much as I could now. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;FICK DICH.&lt;br /&gt;WTF?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I can't even say "WTF", by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, WTF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to the topic of Japanese club...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We, Kou + Yuki + I, worked SO HARD on this club.&lt;br /&gt;To reopen it...&lt;br /&gt;To make it popular...&lt;br /&gt;And FINALLY able to have SOME members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SOME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, the club has been abolished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have some guesses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. No Advisory Teacher.&lt;br /&gt;2. Not enough member.&lt;br /&gt;3. Not popular.&lt;br /&gt;4. Pn. Tee just feel like closing it up. (Uhuh... =w=)&lt;br /&gt;5. It has too many problems.&lt;br /&gt;6. Pn. Lim decided to let it abolished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 guesses.&lt;br /&gt;But all 6 of them might be correct.&lt;br /&gt;All of them have &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chances...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And seriously, these chances are BAD for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh!!! I just WISHED I could do something.&lt;br /&gt;Not just... Dwelling on the past or something!&lt;br /&gt;But I just want to, I have the urge to!&lt;br /&gt;Because this is our blood and tears!&lt;br /&gt;You can't just see it to fall, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless you're a cold-blooded creature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Enough ramblings.&lt;br /&gt;I know I have no chance for that.&lt;br /&gt;So fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will remember it, and that's the least I could do.&lt;br /&gt;I shall tell all people what the club has been through.&lt;br /&gt;Even if it's abolished, it will still be in our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise you, Nippon-Gakkai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779448768385969107-956162106591593022?l=marumarumawaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/feeds/956162106591593022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2010/01/japanese-club-and-my-own-affairs.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/956162106591593022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/956162106591593022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2010/01/japanese-club-and-my-own-affairs.html' title='The Japanese Club... and my own affairs.'/><author><name>HenkaMukyuuAries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00512084160520779383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TOdN7o95DBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/wXoUQW9jzx0/S220/DSC02639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779448768385969107.post-2419090263127840450</id><published>2010-01-02T12:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T19:24:32.810+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='super crazy night'/><title type='text'>:: New Year CRAZY PARTY ::</title><content type='html'>Okay. Note that everything that posted IN HERE wasn't in orders. They just HAPPENED. And I dunno the orders. Just watch them, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and don't drink while watching them. Especially for Nikki's vids. YOU WILL THROW UP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who's present:&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Kou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Esther&lt;/span&gt; (She went back at 9 something... =w=)&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;CW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;CY/Meso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Nikki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Fui Leng [FL]&lt;/span&gt; (She came at 8 something...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few, but LOADS of fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;:: My Dare (I dunno why but I only got one dare??? Owo) ::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===Okay, not one dare, just that I never record it... I think? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm a Little Teapot SHORT and STOUT~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===That's so me... =w=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/umO_Gd4gKoQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/umO_Gd4gKoQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;:: Chern's Dares ::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===I dunno why, but 2 dirty dances chose him... Owo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chern saying "I'm ready, Fuck you, Come here" to Kou's sister&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MQqmY2Xrk-k&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MQqmY2Xrk-k&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;CW Tries to dirty dance with the broom... (Part One)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fo9uzBXEitQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fo9uzBXEitQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;CW Tries to dirty dance with the broom... and failed epikly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hbuWvoEsBFo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hbuWvoEsBFo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;CW Trying to lick the toe of his own... and failed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/C1U5UJIF1m8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/C1U5UJIF1m8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;CW Doing Dirty Dance on the Wall...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===He learnt more moves other than the broom sticks. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hX21E5j--_E&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hX21E5j--_E&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;CW doing BJ towards his own finger... Eww?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3zi5RcLm91w&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3zi5RcLm91w&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;CW Promoting the... Sauce.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===Oyster Brand Panda Sauce. Uhuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fML1MTqdPls&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fML1MTqdPls&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;:: Meso's Dares ::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Taking out his clothes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CRIqHEr6kYU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CRIqHEr6kYU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Licking Kou's ear...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===Does that feel good? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ftwSvCRoQpA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ftwSvCRoQpA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*EPIC*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Making out with Naruto...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===OMG, VIOLENT!!! OAo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eqxY1S7e9C0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eqxY1S7e9C0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Putting some certain stuffed yellow thing into his pants...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/w1GIrWuoPHU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/w1GIrWuoPHU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*Recommended*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;CW spitting coke- No. Meso spitting coke into CW's mouth...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===LOL!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UUX4d4Ex2mc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UUX4d4Ex2mc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Stripping in front of the door...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===Can't believe people dare him to do that again... OAo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aaYz-TU5588&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aaYz-TU5588&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Wearing a bra... and tries to take off Kou's shirt...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===It's the Grandma's bra... Owo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/D4ay7zTIqlI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/D4ay7zTIqlI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Fucking Naruto, again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===Luckily he did not close the door again... -w-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hLOZWSfmjOM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hLOZWSfmjOM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;:: Esther's Epicness ::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe she just got VERY FEW DARES... =w=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Licking the phone Owo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t_Lkd3l0jKo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/t_Lkd3l0jKo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Esther TRIES to make out with Naruto... which she failed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===thanks to the wetness that Meso did before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OlKk8_nZ_w8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OlKk8_nZ_w8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;:: Kou's Dares...and Epicness ::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===Can't believe the actings picked him...&lt;br /&gt;===And people are trying to get him with Meso. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Acting as Adam... "Duuuhhhh......."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8ONSQn2Otj0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8ONSQn2Otj0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Acting as Kumar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/N3cqMlCCb8Y&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/N3cqMlCCb8Y&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Acting as Yuki OAo (And failed LOL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NGGZFyemM0A&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NGGZFyemM0A&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Confessing to FL... and was rejected instantly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===we didn't thought that'll happen XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bHFBy7oC0q4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bHFBy7oC0q4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Eating chips from Meso's toes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7F4nOSuJWKM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7F4nOSuJWKM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*recommended*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Exchanging clothes with FL...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===OMG He's a GIRL!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7xg9Cfb_lMU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7xg9Cfb_lMU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;And what happened after exchanging...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/q8x8UWXIsc0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/q8x8UWXIsc0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Humping Naruto... Cowgirl style... (Plus parody of Scary Movie LOL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===NARUTO ISH BEING HUMPED!!! OMG!!!&lt;br /&gt;===Credit Sounds to: NIKKI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/phYmI2oBZ8U&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/phYmI2oBZ8U&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*EPIC*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Kou ish licking Meso's chest...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ox4xi1wYQUs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ox4xi1wYQUs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Making out with a poster... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===Sad. No tongue...&lt;br /&gt;===SHOULD'VE FORCE HIM TO MAKE OUT WITH JAY CHOU'S CROTCH!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y5AuZ_wQEP4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y5AuZ_wQEP4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Saying "FUCK KAO YOU" to his bro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zNX7wQ2ZF5o&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zNX7wQ2ZF5o&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Taking coke from the fridge... and strip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===Reminded me of some SJ (not SEJARAH) members as girls in Julchin Note...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GHOIvACsJAc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GHOIvACsJAc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Tries to pass the coke to Meso's mouth...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===And failed because he laughed like mad&lt;br /&gt;===Did later but it's all spilled on the ground...&lt;br /&gt;====AND MAKE MY FEET WET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pDyLrHk3vtw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pDyLrHk3vtw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;He wants to murder someone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9IYIt08Mx5w&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9IYIt08Mx5w&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;WAS going to do sounds of a noisy kissing scene...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===He did later with the sound recorder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tCNv-yfBfWc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tCNv-yfBfWc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Doing BJ to Meso's hand... or trying to swallow it???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qSMlqag9UrM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qSMlqag9UrM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;*EPIK*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Doing BJ to Meso's hand... Back, front, back, front...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/i6rTOyacZss&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/i6rTOyacZss&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Recommended LOL*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Feeding Meso... MOUTH BY MOUTH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rnC2a3vECr8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rnC2a3vECr8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;:: Finally... Nikki's EPIKNESS ::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NOTE: Remember to NOT DRINK while watching her videos. I repeat: DO NOT DRINK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;===All of the below are recommended NOT TO WATCH for your healthy sake. Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;===All of the below are EPIK, and do not bother to put stars above it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Cat Nikki.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jZw0rk_LTu4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jZw0rk_LTu4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Gorilla Nikki.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EcF6z27QtY0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EcF6z27QtY0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Hungry Ghost Nikki.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Zp1pOau2mGY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Zp1pOau2mGY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Nikki coming up from the christmas table. Saw Naruto and said Hi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==="What a bitch" by Kou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KJA0M7kobtg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KJA0M7kobtg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Putting her head into the toilet bowl... EWW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uCMFW2DEgLw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uCMFW2DEgLw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Vacuuming the chips up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cdrIgBKACaU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cdrIgBKACaU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Nikki yelling "HELP MY HUSBAND HAS RUN AWAY".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8XDcBKqiCSI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8XDcBKqiCSI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;[WARNING. WATCH THE BELOW WITH YOUR OWN RISK]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Nikki humping Naruto- I mean, Naruto humping Nikki.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WQi9166vd6I&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WQi9166vd6I&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shaking her ASS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xdGg-blVNPA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xdGg-blVNPA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;DON'T WATCH IF YOU'RE MINOR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Nikki's caressing her boobs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6PSc0Hd_O9U&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6PSc0Hd_O9U&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779448768385969107-2419090263127840450?l=marumarumawaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/feeds/2419090263127840450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2010/01/okay.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/2419090263127840450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/2419090263127840450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2010/01/okay.html' title=':: New Year CRAZY PARTY ::'/><author><name>HenkaMukyuuAries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00512084160520779383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TOdN7o95DBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/wXoUQW9jzx0/S220/DSC02639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779448768385969107.post-5252748589148698094</id><published>2010-01-02T11:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T11:39:32.447+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleep'/><title type='text'>Me want to sleep...</title><content type='html'>Seriously. I want to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I need sleeps.&lt;br /&gt;But my mum just want me to get up early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that's the reason why I don't feel like doing anything now.&lt;br /&gt;My brain is out of function.&lt;br /&gt;And so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED SLEEP FOR GODDAM SAKE!!!!!! *roars*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind working until the night, but seriously...&lt;br /&gt;Give me at least 9 hours of sleeps.&lt;br /&gt;I can skip the afternoon sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So just let me sleep when I want to sleep at night.&lt;br /&gt;DO NOT call me up unless it's 11a.m.&lt;br /&gt;And no, I will not only wake up after that.&lt;br /&gt;I will wake up BEFORE 11.30a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I promise that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it seemed not possible.&lt;br /&gt;This damn new kiddo in the house made a big fuss out of everyone.&lt;br /&gt;And my mom DEMANDED me to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You HAVE maids, right? Call them!&lt;br /&gt;And I do not want to take care of the kiddo when he's crying.&lt;br /&gt;Me hates baby that cries.&lt;br /&gt;And me hates kiddos when they grew up and start to chew stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And seriously, I don't want to make anything worse for the baby.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore I refuse to take care of him.&lt;br /&gt;Just because I'm afraid that he'll cry.&lt;br /&gt;And then my family would scold me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what for taking care of him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(No, I'm not pushing away my responsiblities. ROAR!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I need some sleep here.&lt;br /&gt;And I do not enjoy afternoon sleeps.&lt;br /&gt;Because they cause me headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greh... =w=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And seriously, let me decide on the changes of the room.&lt;br /&gt;DON'T MAKE IT BLUE.&lt;br /&gt;Make it something else... Yellow?&lt;br /&gt;JUST DON'T MAKE IT BLUE.&lt;br /&gt;BLUE!&lt;br /&gt;BLUUUUUUEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;=w=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dislike blues. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;And every friend of mine knows that. (I guess?)&lt;br /&gt;I just don't mind blues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT BLUE AS MY WALLPAPER?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I need to reconsider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think I'll never been able to sleep if I'm facing blue wallpapers.&lt;br /&gt;Gurh... Blues...&lt;br /&gt;The color is odd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind light blues though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT AS WALLPAPER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to sleep~&lt;br /&gt;And if can, let me sleep eternally~&lt;br /&gt;I just don't feel like doing anything right now~&lt;br /&gt;WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;|(-w-)/&lt;br /&gt;\(-w-)|&lt;br /&gt;|(-w-)/&lt;br /&gt;\(-w-)|&lt;br /&gt;|(-w-)/&lt;br /&gt;\(-w-)|&lt;br /&gt;*flails the hands around the air...&lt;br /&gt;sitting on the chair like an idiot*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*mumbles* Kabejji ume [Cabbage delicious]. *sleeps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz..............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779448768385969107-5252748589148698094?l=marumarumawaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;我能不能够做到呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;说实话，我有一点想放弃了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;放弃自己的生命，&lt;br /&gt;放弃自己的目标，&lt;br /&gt;放弃自己的幸福，&lt;br /&gt;就这样一天一天慢慢懒散的过日子。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不想再去管了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但有可能吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;没可能。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;脑袋里所有原先的想法都没了。&lt;br /&gt;沉了。&lt;br /&gt;完了。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只剩下这个空壳。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;什么都没了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;哎。&lt;br /&gt;无奈呀！&lt;br /&gt;连自己的房都要让给别人来住。&lt;br /&gt;我还剩下什么呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就只是一个空壳。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;什么都没了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;慢点就会去新加坡。&lt;br /&gt;然后就慢慢的和这里一切切断。&lt;br /&gt;慢慢疏远。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;应该，也不会回来了吧。。。？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不确定呢。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;哈哈？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但是，我还是很希望一件事。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我想要很久的一件事。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但是，也是最没有可能的一件事。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就是，能够被他吻一次。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;很正式的，在嘴上。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不过，他应该不肯吧。。。 哈哈。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不会勉强，也不能勉强。&lt;br /&gt;我也知道这是不可能的。&lt;br /&gt;所以，不会再提起，不会再说。&lt;br /&gt;就只有这次。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;让我发泄一下吧。。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779448768385969107-565512456080104847?l=marumarumawaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/feeds/565512456080104847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/565512456080104847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kumikyoku lucky star douga'/><title type='text'>:: Haircut Aries ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Insert:&lt;/span&gt; Kumikyoku Lucky Star Douga (Medley from Lucky Star's songs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I went for haircut, plus makan.&lt;br /&gt;SASHIMI ROCKS!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;SOFT SHELL CRAB RULEZZZZZZZ~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, let's post some pics of my new hair.&lt;br /&gt;Not that sure whether this is okay or not de...&lt;br /&gt;=w=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/Szcb-RB3EBI/AAAAAAAAACk/zL9sJXllZ60/s1600-h/DSC00170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/Szcb-RB3EBI/AAAAAAAAACk/zL9sJXllZ60/s320/DSC00170.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419831433100726290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1st step, wash the hair...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/Szcb-y7viuI/AAAAAAAAACs/eIs_q3voZMs/s1600-h/DSC00172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/Szcb-y7viuI/AAAAAAAAACs/eIs_q3voZMs/s320/DSC00172.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419831442201873122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Then, blow the hair...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/Szcb_B7qo0I/AAAAAAAAAC0/SMwvxuSAWV4/s1600-h/DSC00174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/Szcb_B7qo0I/AAAAAAAAAC0/SMwvxuSAWV4/s320/DSC00174.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419831446228083522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And then, cut it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/Szcb_rKPolI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Izx8Z4H-wIc/s1600-h/DSC00179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/Szcb_rKPolI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Izx8Z4H-wIc/s320/DSC00179.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419831457295082066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;At last, shape it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/Szcb_1FlUxI/AAAAAAAAADE/BBSzyHSuTPw/s1600-h/DSC00183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/Szcb_1FlUxI/AAAAAAAAADE/BBSzyHSuTPw/s320/DSC00183.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419831459959886610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Can't believe I can be such a "good child". LOL?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779448768385969107-1284926207307875986?l=marumarumawaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/feeds/1284926207307875986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/12/haircut-aries.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/1284926207307875986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/1284926207307875986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/12/haircut-aries.html' title=':: Haircut Aries ::'/><author><name>HenkaMukyuuAries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00512084160520779383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TOdN7o95DBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/wXoUQW9jzx0/S220/DSC02639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/Szcb-RB3EBI/AAAAAAAAACk/zL9sJXllZ60/s72-c/DSC00170.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779448768385969107.post-7326015719549470789</id><published>2009-12-26T19:36:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T20:47:31.951+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chrismast party'/><title type='text'>:: Crazy Chrismast Night ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Insert: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9l7OVtOq6XU"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I Gotta Feeling (by Black Eyed Peas)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Tonight's really a good night.&lt;br /&gt;It was crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;AND BE GRATEFUL PEOPLE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BECAUSE THIS IS FOR &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;MEL&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I'M ACTUALLY UPLOADING SOME PICTURES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol?&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention, some videos too.&lt;br /&gt;Though they're all very short. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's there?&lt;br /&gt;Well...&lt;br /&gt;Me...&lt;br /&gt;Kou...&lt;br /&gt;Yuki...&lt;br /&gt;Esther...&lt;br /&gt;Preety...&lt;br /&gt;And at last, ADAM!!!!!! XD&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;He came last minute.&lt;br /&gt;Because he struggle with his problems 'till the end!!!&lt;br /&gt;Good job soldier!&lt;br /&gt;X3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;We have foods tonight. (Duh!)&lt;br /&gt;And...&lt;br /&gt;I ACTUALLY COOKED FOR THE NIGHT!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;OMGNWTFBBQKLCCWALIUEH!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;I made some spaghetti, the sos for the spaghetti, and salads.&lt;br /&gt;Too bad I made too much and 90% of the salads are much a waste.&lt;br /&gt;TwT&lt;br /&gt;But at least those bacons are edible.&lt;br /&gt;Phew...&lt;br /&gt;Esther said that they're nice.&lt;br /&gt;Lucky me???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the makan time...&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure what brings up the topic.&lt;br /&gt;Esther starting to said that she only liked 3 animes so far.&lt;br /&gt;The first one is Paradise Kiss.&lt;br /&gt;The next one is Ouran High School.&lt;br /&gt;And then she and Yuki screamed together in "harmony".&lt;br /&gt;Which we, the rest of the people, was scared of it.&lt;br /&gt;OMG...&lt;br /&gt;And then she said La Corda Doro Primo Casso&lt;br /&gt;And then they scream again.&lt;br /&gt;This time, insert earthquake.&lt;br /&gt;THEY JUMPED.&lt;br /&gt;For 5 minutes, I guess???&lt;br /&gt;And Preet was like "Oh my gosh!!!"&lt;br /&gt;And I can't stop laughing.&lt;br /&gt;It's damn hilarious!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then.&lt;br /&gt;They found themselves.&lt;br /&gt;They're the other halves of each other.&lt;br /&gt;I mean...&lt;br /&gt;They're just so similar!!!&lt;br /&gt;First, it's their hairstyle.&lt;br /&gt;Esther had that one during her school time.&lt;br /&gt;And Yuki will do the same if her fringe is longer.&lt;br /&gt;AND THEY HAVE THE SAME LIKINGS!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;OAo&lt;br /&gt;Okay, it freaks all of us out.&lt;br /&gt;VERY MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;Especially when they screamed and jumped...&lt;br /&gt;OMG...&lt;br /&gt;~m~&lt;br /&gt;Scary man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, we danced Hare Hare Yukai tonight.&lt;br /&gt;And the SUPAAAAAAAAAA Mix.&lt;br /&gt;Which scared everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Mwahahahaha~~~&lt;br /&gt;Esther had it photo-taken.&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;We had truth or dares tonight.&lt;br /&gt;LOL???&lt;br /&gt;And it's one of the craziest.&lt;br /&gt;At first it's truth or dare...&lt;br /&gt;And then it became DARE OR DARE.&lt;br /&gt;LOL???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We placed the dares in the black bag.&lt;br /&gt;And we picked a dare inside.&lt;br /&gt;What's inside...&lt;br /&gt;There's a lot.&lt;br /&gt;TOO LOT.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;But some are missing, I wonder why...&lt;br /&gt;Like...&lt;br /&gt;Act like Mr. John...&lt;br /&gt;Crossdressing...&lt;br /&gt;Exchange clothes with each other...&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;Wonder where they went to...&lt;br /&gt;=w=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was dared to kiss someone's leg.&lt;br /&gt;And...&lt;br /&gt;The leg that was the "cleanest" that time was Esther's.&lt;br /&gt;-m-&lt;br /&gt;I will not forget how much geli that was...&lt;br /&gt;And...&lt;br /&gt;EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then...&lt;br /&gt;Oh, note that they're not in order.&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, then...&lt;br /&gt;We have Nikki drinking a mysterious drink.&lt;br /&gt;There's a lot of stuffs inside.&lt;br /&gt;Peanut butter, 100+, cola, sprite, soya bean, tomato sos, chili sos...&lt;br /&gt;I think there's more.&lt;br /&gt;And the worst thing is...&lt;br /&gt;Nikki said that it's not bad.&lt;br /&gt;And licked the remaining peanut butter off the drink.&lt;br /&gt;Eww......&lt;br /&gt;~m~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Watch the below...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vwv564p9jpM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vwv564p9jpM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh,&lt;br /&gt;We have Nikki doing dirty dance on the wall.&lt;br /&gt;Eww, I know.&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Watch below...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TB2VWPigbog&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TB2VWPigbog&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the bottle loves to spin to me or Liang.&lt;br /&gt;LOL???&lt;br /&gt;Or rather, it loves to spin to the person who's spinning the bottle.&lt;br /&gt;Weird, I know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't record much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there's one very interesting one.&lt;br /&gt;Right before Yuki went back, we dared her.&lt;br /&gt;And we chose the dare for her.&lt;br /&gt;And...&lt;br /&gt;It ends up...&lt;br /&gt;"Kiss the person of the same sex!"&lt;br /&gt;LOL???&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;Esther and Preety have left.&lt;br /&gt;Leaving only Nikki, me, Kou and Adam.&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;Kou and Adam are out, obviously.&lt;br /&gt;Leaving me and Nikki.&lt;br /&gt;Which one should she chose?&lt;br /&gt;"Of course you la!" - by Nikki.&lt;br /&gt;Huh, why???&lt;br /&gt;"My face you see also know lar!!!"&lt;br /&gt;Oh, okay, fine, whatever. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;(LOL my act is very good eh??? XD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;Should I pose like Cactuar (&lt;a href="http://c2.api.ning.com/files/WmI8WX34LK-ZoVejC1yorDioVp3iFAtadiOiuv7v*BNo442gZY9j7I-asjfAqo33wB3KgVb4LNuQkIAdUrTv3WN*E46fTG1a/Cactuar.jpg"&gt;see here&lt;/a&gt;) to let you kiss??? XD&lt;br /&gt;LOL, I get one hit on the head. (Obviously??? =w=)&lt;br /&gt;Then...&lt;br /&gt;I was kissed on the forehead.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;That's how easy it is.&lt;br /&gt;LOL?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;(Dammit, why not on other parts?!?! ROAR!!!!!! WAW)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it was picture taken.&lt;br /&gt;But I forgot who's phone had it.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;LOL? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/SzX3vJ37XII/AAAAAAAAACc/OUdzq9OXktE/s1600-h/DSC00156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/SzX3vJ37XII/AAAAAAAAACc/OUdzq9OXktE/s320/DSC00156.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419510116086668418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Adam &lt;/span&gt;promoting his &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;milo&lt;/span&gt;. Supposed to be "seductively". But... =w=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/SzX3ukKAaxI/AAAAAAAAACU/jR3RAPg_UDM/s1600-h/DSC00146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/SzX3ukKAaxI/AAAAAAAAACU/jR3RAPg_UDM/s320/DSC00146.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419510105961949970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Nikki &lt;/span&gt;having the ribbon on the "boob". XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/SzX3uLvlcPI/AAAAAAAAACM/DjgmXI-rvZE/s1600-h/DSC00147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/SzX3uLvlcPI/AAAAAAAAACM/DjgmXI-rvZE/s320/DSC00147.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419510099408679154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Nikki &lt;/span&gt;putting the ribbon on the crotch. LOL~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/SzX3t89p9lI/AAAAAAAAACE/dN6InSUaBVo/s1600-h/DSC00145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/SzX3t89p9lI/AAAAAAAAACE/dN6InSUaBVo/s320/DSC00145.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419510095441163858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Adam &lt;/span&gt;act like a retard. He always do. LOL?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/SzX3tf08bII/AAAAAAAAAB8/e5zUP_ef_so/s1600-h/DSC00139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/SzX3tf08bII/AAAAAAAAAB8/e5zUP_ef_so/s320/DSC00139.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419510087619996802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you noticed, there's two people in there.&lt;br /&gt;And I know that you will not know who they are.&lt;br /&gt;They're...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;ESTHER &lt;/span&gt;AND &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;YUKI&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;OMG!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Watch below...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eEx37TvZOhM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eEx37TvZOhM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, that's the end of the night...&lt;br /&gt;I guess???&lt;br /&gt;But there's another party during the New Year.&lt;br /&gt;Yay~&lt;br /&gt;Gonna get sommore ideas on the DARE OR DARE.&lt;br /&gt;Mwahahahaha~~~~~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779448768385969107-7326015719549470789?l=marumarumawaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/feeds/7326015719549470789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/12/crazy-chrismast-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/7326015719549470789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/7326015719549470789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/12/crazy-chrismast-night.html' title=':: Crazy Chrismast Night ::'/><author><name>HenkaMukyuuAries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00512084160520779383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TOdN7o95DBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/wXoUQW9jzx0/S220/DSC02639.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/SzX3vJ37XII/AAAAAAAAACc/OUdzq9OXktE/s72-c/DSC00156.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779448768385969107.post-9198828452397138073</id><published>2009-12-19T19:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T21:17:30.555+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mel'/><title type='text'>Mel's Departure...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Insert: &lt;/span&gt;When You're Gone (by Avril Lavigne)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mel had left us.&lt;br /&gt;For Germany.&lt;br /&gt;(No, she did not die. XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I will miss her.&lt;br /&gt;Very much.&lt;br /&gt;As much as the others would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually quite regretful to not be able to be with her for the last day.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, that is.&lt;br /&gt;Before her departure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should make a song out for her, then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heheh, inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I will miss her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not as much as BJ did, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!!!!!! XDXD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay la, joking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update again when I successfully make the song out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^w^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779448768385969107-9198828452397138073?l=marumarumawaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/feeds/9198828452397138073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/12/mels-departure.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/9198828452397138073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/9198828452397138073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/12/mels-departure.html' title='Mel&apos;s Departure...'/><author><name>HenkaMukyuuAries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00512084160520779383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TOdN7o95DBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/wXoUQW9jzx0/S220/DSC02639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779448768385969107.post-7297437156989093148</id><published>2009-12-14T23:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T23:40:45.907+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kou'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='祝我生日快乐'/><title type='text'>Kou's Birthday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Insert: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y3aFfKM6-70"&gt;祝我生日快乐 (By Jay and Landy)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, I just wanted to sing this song.&lt;br /&gt;To Kou.&lt;br /&gt;My most beloved friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's sad that no one can celebrate his birthday today...&lt;br /&gt;And I'm held on responsibility to this...&lt;br /&gt;Gomen Kou-chan... _(v w v)_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wasn't able to celebrate thanks to me.&lt;br /&gt;If it wasn't of the performance,&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't need to force him to come with us.&lt;br /&gt;To practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if it wasn't of this,&lt;br /&gt;He can celebrate with his other friends already...&lt;br /&gt;Or even his lover...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I'm sorry Kou...&lt;br /&gt;Yurushite kure ne~&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779448768385969107-7297437156989093148?l=marumarumawaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/feeds/7297437156989093148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/12/kous-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/7297437156989093148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/7297437156989093148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/12/kous-birthday.html' title='Kou&apos;s Birthday...'/><author><name>HenkaMukyuuAries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00512084160520779383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TOdN7o95DBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/wXoUQW9jzx0/S220/DSC02639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779448768385969107.post-1968786155371058379</id><published>2009-12-14T22:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T23:30:49.941+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tired'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily'/><title type='text'>:: 今日の Aries - 疲れた... ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Insert: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jMIdN1xi3bY&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Sakura Biyori (by Hoshimura Mai)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today...&lt;br /&gt;Is a very tiring day...&lt;br /&gt;No mee sedap...&lt;br /&gt;Sad...&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's a joke.&lt;br /&gt;But I seriously fall in love with &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Mee SEDAP&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;It's not kidding, it's really &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;SEDAP&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;But you must buy the right brand.&lt;br /&gt;Although I don't really know what's the brand...&lt;br /&gt;But it's NEVER &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;sotong&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;NEVER.&lt;br /&gt;No &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;Takos&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It's bad.&lt;br /&gt;The spices are &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;BAD&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;-w-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;serious&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;Today I arrived at Kou's at...&lt;br /&gt;8 something?&lt;br /&gt;And my mom &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;INSISTED &lt;/span&gt;that he come down to fetch me.&lt;br /&gt;Goddammit...&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe she actually was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;afraid &lt;/span&gt;of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;DUDE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is he and who is he?!&lt;br /&gt;I know better than my mum.&lt;br /&gt;HE WILL NEVER TOUCH &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;GIRLS&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;Only the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;same&lt;/span&gt;... *w*&lt;br /&gt;Can't talk, sorry... XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We chat junk there.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of practicing...&lt;br /&gt;And watched &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Okane ga Nai&lt;/span&gt;. X3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then...&lt;br /&gt;Lvy came.&lt;br /&gt;She was like "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;" OAO&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;INNOCENT &lt;/span&gt;(yes she is)&lt;br /&gt;When she looked at 801 manga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;[[[Okane ga Nai]]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL???&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, it became &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;fashion time&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;And we wasted a lot of time commenting on the clothes.&lt;br /&gt;When we decided to leave right after Kou bathed,&lt;br /&gt;He suddenly decided that he would try on.&lt;br /&gt;And Lvy joined him.&lt;br /&gt;WTF...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I JOINED IN TOO!!! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude...&lt;br /&gt;It was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hectic&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;And it dragged my time too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 something.&lt;br /&gt;We FINALLY arrived at LM.&lt;br /&gt;Went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;McD &lt;/span&gt;and makan...&lt;br /&gt;Man, I must be hungry.&lt;br /&gt;In 5 minutes, I finished the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;McChicken&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Like it was just a piece of potato chip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ordered the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;apple pie&lt;/span&gt; too.&lt;br /&gt;And it's okay.&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;VERY HOT&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Near 1pm.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Giant and buy the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;C2 Apple&lt;/span&gt; drink.&lt;br /&gt;Man...&lt;br /&gt;I'm just so addicted to this drink. XD&lt;br /&gt;Or I'm addicted to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;apple&lt;/span&gt;???&lt;br /&gt;?w?&lt;br /&gt;Either way, that thing is really &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;GOOD&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!! ^w^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we went to Melody...&lt;br /&gt;Going to practice our stuffs there...&lt;br /&gt;Well, GOING, to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And seriously, I HATE Yagami.&lt;br /&gt;Except for his skill to make his own style of stuffs,&lt;br /&gt;He basically can ruin one song.&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUSLY.&lt;br /&gt;=w=&lt;br /&gt;And he doesn't have a real good attitude.&lt;br /&gt;Bleh.&lt;br /&gt;Hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;We decided to cancel the damn band thing.&lt;br /&gt;Just because of him.&lt;br /&gt;But when Kou phoned to BC,&lt;br /&gt;BC said that "Why cancel it?! It's a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;good &lt;/span&gt;song!!!"&lt;br /&gt;Sounds like he wanted to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay then.&lt;br /&gt;The band shall stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;WITHOUT KEYBOARDIST&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn...&lt;br /&gt;Keyboardist is such a headache... =w=&lt;br /&gt;When you have a good one, it will be &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;EXTREMELY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;When you have a bad one, it will be &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;EXTREMELY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;bad&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, we didn't practice much about the band.&lt;br /&gt;We just kept on dancing and dancing and dancing...&lt;br /&gt;Until we went nuts with the dances XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We began to add in our own stuffs...&lt;br /&gt;Played with the moves...&lt;br /&gt;And even dance the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;wrong &lt;/span&gt;parts!!!&lt;br /&gt;@w@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeating one same song for &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;hundredths &lt;/span&gt;of times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;IS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NOT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;GOOD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;THING&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will get...&lt;br /&gt;Not bored.&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MAJORLY RETARDED&lt;/span&gt; about the whole damn dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;OMGN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;WTF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BBQ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;KLCC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;ML&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;MGay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the whole thing is so DAMN RETARDED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn!!!&lt;br /&gt;Someone should really take a video of that thing...&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We practically danced until 5 something...&lt;br /&gt;Then decided to cut off the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;SUPAAAA Mix&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Damn!&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;blood &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;tears&lt;/span&gt;... TwT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, suddenly after dancing &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;100th times&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Hare2&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;We turned into that &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;SUPAAAA Mix&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly...&lt;br /&gt;With only 3 of us...&lt;br /&gt;Meso, Kou, and I.&lt;br /&gt;It turned out quite well.&lt;br /&gt;Better than we were 5...&lt;br /&gt;Good grief???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't sure about that then... 8w8&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, we decided to dance it...&lt;br /&gt;For the prom night...&lt;br /&gt;With &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;only &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;3 people&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Mwahaha?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope it's okay then...&lt;br /&gt;But maybe I should just sing.&lt;br /&gt;Mafan betul... =w=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After those tiring stuffs...&lt;br /&gt;I need to carry my 3 big bags to Sakae Sushi.&lt;br /&gt;My god...&lt;br /&gt;Lucky Kou was there to help me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;GODDAMMIT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;RAINING &lt;/span&gt;FOR &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;GODDESS SAKE&lt;/span&gt;!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;GRAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=w=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, luckily after the very tiring "trip".&lt;br /&gt;I have my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;SUSHI&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;Nyahahaha~&lt;br /&gt;Although...&lt;br /&gt;I need to share with my FAMILY.&lt;br /&gt;=w=&lt;br /&gt;Greh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;Basically, that's the end of my day for today.&lt;br /&gt;Except that I just finished from packing up...&lt;br /&gt;Leaving for &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Kuantan&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;With &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Yuki&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;=w=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder will I be bored...&lt;br /&gt;(Looks away to the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;sky&lt;/span&gt;...)&lt;br /&gt;Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, at least I have my new &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;phone &lt;/span&gt;with me.&lt;br /&gt;And I have prepared some &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;books&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Think I can survive for 4 days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait.&lt;br /&gt;Phone...&lt;br /&gt;I NEED MY &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;CHARGER&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!! OAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please remember to put it in tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;=w=&lt;br /&gt;And My books...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779448768385969107-1968786155371058379?l=marumarumawaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/feeds/1968786155371058379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/12/aries.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/1968786155371058379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/1968786155371058379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/12/aries.html' title=':: 今日の Aries - 疲れた... ::'/><author><name>HenkaMukyuuAries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00512084160520779383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TOdN7o95DBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/wXoUQW9jzx0/S220/DSC02639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779448768385969107.post-6134399249591949598</id><published>2009-12-14T21:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T22:00:32.827+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>:: RESET Aries ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Insert: &lt;/span&gt;Reset (Okami theme song)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh... Reset...&lt;br /&gt;How much do I want to reset all those stuffs and events that happened in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example.&lt;br /&gt;The day that I dropped my phone.&lt;br /&gt;If I could reset the day, I can work through the day again with new knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;And try a different path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another example.&lt;br /&gt;The weeks that I'm suppose to have training in my house.&lt;br /&gt;But at the end we end up playing and fooling around.&lt;br /&gt;And nothing has been done.&lt;br /&gt;Which I would hope that the things can go to my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another.&lt;br /&gt;The month that I had SPM.&lt;br /&gt;If I could reset and study hardly.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I don't even need to worry about anything now.&lt;br /&gt;Although I still haven't get the results yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally...&lt;br /&gt;This year.&lt;br /&gt;Where most of the events that changed my life.&lt;br /&gt;Though not entirely, but played a big part of it.&lt;br /&gt;Teaches me how to laugh, and how to cry.&lt;br /&gt;How much can a heart be ached...&lt;br /&gt;How much can a person be happy...&lt;br /&gt;How much, how much, one can taste everything...&lt;br /&gt;If I could reset again, and understood them more...&lt;br /&gt;If I could reset again, and spend more time with them...&lt;br /&gt;If I could reset again, and learnt to know them more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if I could...&lt;br /&gt;Everything will be better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it doesn't, and we can't reset all those that we've done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And seriously, if I could reset my life again.&lt;br /&gt;I would reconsider my decisions to the right or wrong,&lt;br /&gt;But also be much more straightforward to my emotions,&lt;br /&gt;If you ARE going to die either way.&lt;br /&gt;Do not fear, do not think, and do not hold back.&lt;br /&gt;Just do what you want.&lt;br /&gt;Just be what you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life would be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even just for one year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if I could...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I can get whatever that I wanted.&lt;br /&gt;For a very long time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like...&lt;br /&gt;Money.&lt;br /&gt;Friends.&lt;br /&gt;And maybe even love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's never going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 more days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, I just don't have enough time that everyone thought that I had.&lt;br /&gt;No, I really don't.&lt;br /&gt;They would send me overseas.&lt;br /&gt;And I will be apart with everything that I cherished for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had tore me apart with the things that I owned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example:&lt;br /&gt;My room.&lt;br /&gt;My bed.&lt;br /&gt;My everything that I own in this house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And slowly...&lt;br /&gt;My life will be taken too...&lt;br /&gt;Gradually...&lt;br /&gt;Bits by bits...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not really conscious.&lt;br /&gt;But I can feel it.&lt;br /&gt;Something IS changing behind the eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And slowly...&lt;br /&gt;I might not become myself too...&lt;br /&gt;And I'm kinda afraid with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nevertheless.&lt;br /&gt;As the day I still own this name of mine.&lt;br /&gt;I shall not change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until the day that everyone started to call me by "Josephine",&lt;br /&gt;I shall not change.&lt;br /&gt;I will still be "Ace".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe just "Zero", Rei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no, I will not love my own name.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks much...&lt;br /&gt;NOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should stop my ramblings until here then...?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779448768385969107-6134399249591949598?l=marumarumawaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/feeds/6134399249591949598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/12/reset-aries.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/6134399249591949598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/6134399249591949598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/12/reset-aries.html' title=':: RESET Aries ::'/><author><name>HenkaMukyuuAries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00512084160520779383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TOdN7o95DBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/wXoUQW9jzx0/S220/DSC02639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779448768385969107.post-2579938544546813749</id><published>2009-12-13T20:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T20:44:08.238+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TwT'/><title type='text'>:: TwT Aries Part 3 ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Insert: &lt;/span&gt;SUPAAAAAAAAAA Mix (plenty songs blended together by ME!!! XD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From now on. I shall officially hate the number "2". It sucks. Uhuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall never get a 012 again, for it had the number "2".&lt;br /&gt;It ate my money like a tiger...&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe it???&lt;br /&gt;One month, RM400+++!!!!&lt;br /&gt;TwT&lt;br /&gt;OMG...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;Now I have a new phone.&lt;br /&gt;Sony Ericsson W595 (I think it's it...???)&lt;br /&gt;White base, red lining.&lt;br /&gt;Looks okay but...&lt;br /&gt;I still prefer my last one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least the functions are MUCH BETTER than the old one.&lt;br /&gt;At least I can write simple chinese with PINYIN.&lt;br /&gt;At least I can plug my earplug with the standard HEAD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mwahahahaha~ (Eh???)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if the performance will go well...&lt;br /&gt;The band was practiced so damn last minute...&lt;br /&gt;The dance still 50% like that...&lt;br /&gt;We don't even know where's our position!!!&lt;br /&gt;God dammit... (This is so contagious... XD Kaichou-sama~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I shall work hard today!!!&lt;br /&gt;I shall copy those GODDAMMIT stuffs into this stupid book.&lt;br /&gt;And bring it tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;And DANCE THROUGH IT!!!&lt;br /&gt;YAHHHHHHHHHHH~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needa work now.&lt;br /&gt;Geeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee~~~~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779448768385969107-2579938544546813749?l=marumarumawaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/feeds/2579938544546813749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/12/twt-aries-part-3.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/2579938544546813749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/2579938544546813749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/12/twt-aries-part-3.html' title=':: TwT Aries Part 3 ::'/><author><name>HenkaMukyuuAries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00512084160520779383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TOdN7o95DBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/wXoUQW9jzx0/S220/DSC02639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779448768385969107.post-5738703132185916967</id><published>2009-12-07T14:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T16:48:04.755+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free'/><title type='text'>::  JIYUUUUUUU DA!!!!!! Aries ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Insert: &lt;/span&gt;Nobody (by Wonder Girls)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm typing this, I'm currently in CC, 2.58p.m.&lt;br /&gt;And someone else's playing this song on their computer.&lt;br /&gt;NOTE: It's some Malay girls, and I dunno who they're. LOL~&lt;br /&gt;And Kou and I were clapping along with the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I want nobody nobody but you" *clap clap, points, clap*&lt;br /&gt;"I want nobody nobody but you" *clap clap, points, clap*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;They're tables away from us, and yet we can play along with it.&lt;br /&gt;It's stupid, somehow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of the song haven't load finish yet,&lt;br /&gt;The song keep on jamming half way.&lt;br /&gt;So we're like, doing the dance, and stopped while the song jammed.&lt;br /&gt;It look SOOOOOOO retarded. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"BABO!" X3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today is the last paper.&lt;br /&gt;Economy.&lt;br /&gt;And...&lt;br /&gt;I just hope that I didn't fail...&lt;br /&gt;=w=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 6th question is DAMN HARD!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I don't care about it now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz... &lt;br /&gt;NOW IS THE TIME TO RELAX AND PLAY~~~~~~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I'm going out with Kou and Cal.&lt;br /&gt;Yay~&lt;br /&gt;We're going to have a total make over.&lt;br /&gt;Top to toe.&lt;br /&gt;I hope it's going to be okay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then...&lt;br /&gt;9th, we going to buy clothes (mainly). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10th, 11th... =w=&lt;br /&gt;Practicing dances for the Annual Dinner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I haven't talked about it yet~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're going to perform 1 band song:&lt;br /&gt;Don't Say 'Lazy' - K-On ED song&lt;br /&gt;And 2 dances: SUPAAAAAAAA MIX&lt;br /&gt;-Motteke! Sailor Fuku (Lucky Stars OP)&lt;br /&gt;-Gee (SNSD/Girl's Generation)&lt;br /&gt;-Sorry Sorry (Super Junior)&lt;br /&gt;-Nobody (Wonder Girls)&lt;br /&gt;And Hare Hare Yukai~~~ (Suzumiya Haruhi no Yuuutsu ED)&lt;br /&gt;Nyahaha~ \ ^w^ /&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally, we want to do the "Julchin Note" version.&lt;br /&gt;The Korean comedic TV show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where the Super Juniors act as pretty girls.&lt;br /&gt;And "participate" in the "Miss Julchin".&lt;br /&gt;It's so damn gay and funny~&lt;br /&gt;So, we decided to act as them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kou = HEEsica&lt;br /&gt;Me = Miss SHANGHE (Shanghai)&lt;br /&gt;Meso = ANBA woman (forgot her name)&lt;br /&gt;Lvy = CHINPAKU student (the 7th grade highschooler, wtv her name is...)&lt;br /&gt;LOL~&lt;br /&gt;You should see how Kou ACT as HEEsica!!!&lt;br /&gt;Because...&lt;br /&gt;HE DON'T EVEN NEED TO ACT!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;HE&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; [[[IS]]] HEEsica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;is&gt;&lt;/is&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I love that part...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"BABO!!!!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The favorite and the new wind for now. XD&lt;br /&gt;Kou: The new TREND la!!!&lt;br /&gt;Okay lor, the new TREND!!!!!! XXD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehem. Continuing...&lt;br /&gt;12th, morning practice dance...&lt;br /&gt;Then band practice...&lt;br /&gt;Then dance practice in my house again...&lt;br /&gt;Then MAKAN!!!&lt;br /&gt;My nephew's fullmoon.&lt;br /&gt;=w=&lt;br /&gt;Bah, who care's 'bout him.&lt;br /&gt;I just want to MAKAN!!!!!! X3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13th will be the only day for full rest...&lt;br /&gt;Although I hope I can stay in my room and sleep for the whole day that day...&lt;br /&gt;-w-&lt;br /&gt;Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And 14th, practice again...&lt;br /&gt;Then 15th...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=w=&lt;br /&gt;Haiyo~~~ Kancheong larrrr~~~&lt;br /&gt;Now also haven't cool yet~~~ *w*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever...&lt;br /&gt;At least SPM is off...&lt;br /&gt;And I CAN DO ANYTHING I WANT FOR NOW~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyahahahaha~~~ X3X3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779448768385969107-5738703132185916967?l=marumarumawaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/feeds/5738703132185916967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/12/jiyuuuuuuu-da.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/5738703132185916967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/5738703132185916967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/12/jiyuuuuuuu-da.html' title='::  JIYUUUUUUU DA!!!!!! Aries ::'/><author><name>HenkaMukyuuAries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00512084160520779383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TOdN7o95DBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/wXoUQW9jzx0/S220/DSC02639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779448768385969107.post-8545531545373596760</id><published>2009-12-02T19:50:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T20:46:21.769+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sorry sorry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='julchin note'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pink day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='super junior'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girl&apos;s generation'/><title type='text'>: PINK DAY!!! Aries ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Insert: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U7mPqycQ0tQ&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Gee (by Girl's Generation)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will NOT going to believe what I'm seeing today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;PINK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, not everything is pink. But still...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;PINK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;PINK!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing I saw that amused me, is a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;PINK WIRA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It parked beside the mamak stall on the cross road.&lt;br /&gt;I saw it from the toilet balcony in our school.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have exam anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I saw... what I saw?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... Can't remember...&lt;br /&gt;I think is another pink clothing person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's not the main point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worse part comes when we went to makan 1st time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we finished makan, suddenly we saw one VERY AMUSING sight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;A PINK CONSTRUCTION TRUCK&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;OMG.&lt;br /&gt;We laughed like hell when we saw that scene.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, when we come makan the second time.&lt;br /&gt;One &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;PINK MOTORCYCLE&lt;/span&gt; waiting for us.&lt;br /&gt;With it's mistress, also in &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;PINK&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Owo&lt;br /&gt;I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we sat down and makan.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, we found out that the chicken rice shop aunty's wearing &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;PINK&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Along with the commercial hanging on the ceiling.&lt;br /&gt;One &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;PINK &lt;/span&gt;fella inside that thing.&lt;br /&gt;My god...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oi, is today &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;PINK DAY&lt;/span&gt; or what??? =w=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I should've take some pics...&lt;br /&gt;Sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Lucky I'm not wearing &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Wait.&lt;br /&gt;I AM wearing one now...&lt;br /&gt;OAo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoot... =w=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah! I'm so going to reccom this AWESOME video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LFJLVs5B8_4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LFJLVs5B8_4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should WATCH IT!!!&lt;br /&gt;THIS THING IS DAMN HILARIOUS!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not kidding, they're ALL Super Junior. Owo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779448768385969107-8545531545373596760?l=marumarumawaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/feeds/8545531545373596760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/12/pink-day-aries.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/8545531545373596760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/8545531545373596760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/12/pink-day-aries.html' title=': PINK DAY!!! 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SO DAMN HARD!!!&lt;br /&gt;MY GODDESS!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;TwT&lt;br /&gt;Those that I know is only...&lt;br /&gt;The first question, and the fifth one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first question is Dokumen.&lt;br /&gt;Of course I know.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, everyone should know.&lt;br /&gt;Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the fifth one,&lt;br /&gt;Is Penyata Penyesuaian Bank.&lt;br /&gt;I just read about it.&lt;br /&gt;And thank GODDESS I read about it.&lt;br /&gt;Arigato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the rest?&lt;br /&gt;I think I failed myself.&lt;br /&gt;TwT&lt;br /&gt;Feel like dying...&lt;br /&gt;*sob, sob, sob, and sobber*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe I'm ACTUALLY failing AK...&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe not failing.&lt;br /&gt;But I might not get an "A" for this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(MV: Hey, at least you have passed!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO?!&lt;br /&gt;I want an "A++++++"!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;(MV: =w= That doesn't exist, BABO.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Babo =  Stupid in Korean.&lt;br /&gt;PPS: Babo is the new wind. PH34R IT!!! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care about pass or anything below A.&lt;br /&gt;I.&lt;br /&gt;WANT.&lt;br /&gt;"A".&lt;br /&gt;\w/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...&lt;br /&gt;This time, I really failed myself.&lt;br /&gt;Just can't believe this...&lt;br /&gt;Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a Babo... &gt;w&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Gomen nasai AK!!! (v w v)&lt;br /&gt;I failed you... TwT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I feel ashamed to those who looked up on me in my AK!!!&lt;br /&gt;I failed you all!!!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;w&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gomen nasai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779448768385969107-3697967668151215393?l=marumarumawaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/feeds/3697967668151215393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/12/twt-aries-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/3697967668151215393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/3697967668151215393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/12/twt-aries-part-2.html' title=':: TwT Aries Part 2? ::'/><author><name>HenkaMukyuuAries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00512084160520779383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TOdN7o95DBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/wXoUQW9jzx0/S220/DSC02639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779448768385969107.post-3744780140122647824</id><published>2009-11-26T21:25:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T22:53:38.442+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nightmare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>:: 気持ち最大悪いAries Part 7 ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Insert: &lt;/span&gt;我要快樂? (by A-Mei)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我真的，真的，很讨厌这个可恨的家。&lt;br /&gt;为了一点小事，就来说我。&lt;br /&gt;为了一点小事，就来找我。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“为了这个家”&lt;br /&gt;他们是如此说的。&lt;br /&gt;但是，在我看来，怎样都是为了自己吧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他们说我不够爱这个家，&lt;br /&gt;不够关心这个家。&lt;br /&gt;那么他们自己呢？&lt;br /&gt;是否有明白过我的感受呢？&lt;br /&gt;他们有没有想过一直以来，&lt;br /&gt;他们说做的一切对我来说又是什么呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他们只想到自己，&lt;br /&gt;自己想要我成为什么。&lt;br /&gt;但他们是否有想过我想不想要这样呢？&lt;br /&gt;是否有想过，听过，我的理由呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不。&lt;br /&gt;我忘了一件很重要的事实。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“你没有说话的立场。” by 我姐。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就连今天，&lt;br /&gt;和雪，光，还有CY，&lt;br /&gt;在我房里练舞时，&lt;br /&gt;我那白痴的姐姐带着一大群的人，&lt;br /&gt;就酱开了我的门，&lt;br /&gt;冲进了我的房间，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“观看"。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;雪很不爽，不对，是全部人都很不爽。&lt;br /&gt;我自己排第一。&lt;br /&gt;为何？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“太没礼貌了吧！” by 雪。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但是，我不能不承认，这就是我的家人。&lt;br /&gt;所以，我恨。&lt;br /&gt;所以，我气。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以，我无奈。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在这个家，一点立场都没有。&lt;br /&gt;身份，&lt;br /&gt;地位，&lt;br /&gt;他们说到好像我真的有完一切，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但我是一无所有的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有的，只是一个名。&lt;br /&gt;有的，只是一个姓。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;身份，地位，立场什么的，&lt;br /&gt;我有吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就以今天来说。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;早上，&lt;br /&gt;说好了我需要用到这个房，&lt;br /&gt;不能有任何杂物在地上。&lt;br /&gt;我嫂就一直在哪儿跟我“讨价还价”。&lt;br /&gt;说什么，&lt;br /&gt;“你朋友下午才来对吧？&lt;br /&gt;那么，这 modem 放着先啦~”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;工人不用打扫吗？&lt;br /&gt;已经一天没扫了。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“哎呀，放心啦~&lt;br /&gt;就算放在哪儿也不会顶住工人打扫得啦~”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但他又知不知道，&lt;br /&gt;工人就是因为这样子儿没法打扫干净。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, fine.&lt;br /&gt;我让你。&lt;br /&gt;现在我拔掉，让他打扫。&lt;br /&gt;然后，放回去，让你慢慢下载你要的东西。&lt;br /&gt;等到他们来时才再拔掉。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这也就算了。&lt;br /&gt;忽然，他问我，昨晚帮他 scan 的东西呢？&lt;br /&gt;哈？&lt;br /&gt;你要我 print 出来？&lt;br /&gt;如果是颜色的，我能够了解。&lt;br /&gt;但，他说黑白也可以。&lt;br /&gt;不，他一再强调说黑白也可以。&lt;br /&gt;那么，请问一下，&lt;br /&gt;干吗不要直接去复印呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他说，我哥没时间。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;哈！&lt;br /&gt;果然如此。&lt;br /&gt;我哥果然除了会玩电脑之外，&lt;br /&gt;他是个百分百的废物。&lt;br /&gt;喝！&lt;br /&gt;废材。&lt;br /&gt;我只好跟他说，我只剩下三张纸。&lt;br /&gt;帮不了他。&lt;br /&gt;所以，就 send 了那些资料给他。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;怎知，到了晚上，&lt;br /&gt;他竟然叫人拿了一贴纸给我，&lt;br /&gt;叫我印出来。&lt;br /&gt;我顿时真得火了。&lt;br /&gt;他如果能够叫人家帮他拿纸来，&lt;br /&gt;为何就不要叫人去帮他印呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;废材。&lt;br /&gt;果然是百分百没用的废材。&lt;br /&gt;Hmph!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;然后，我又很想问，&lt;br /&gt;他知不知道墨是很贵的呢？&lt;br /&gt;一盒要整百块。&lt;br /&gt;而且，才那么一小盒。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;废材。&lt;br /&gt;叫他有空帮我买也没有。&lt;br /&gt;MF...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;算了。&lt;br /&gt;这个放去一边。&lt;br /&gt;来说一说下一个。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;下午说好要去载他们。&lt;br /&gt;我妈却在那边一直说话。&lt;br /&gt;然后又在那儿看一看他的简讯。&lt;br /&gt;拜托！&lt;br /&gt;人已经在等着了！&lt;br /&gt;勘弁してよ！！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;算了。&lt;br /&gt;然后，在车上又说什么。&lt;br /&gt;“今天是大日子又没帮忙，&lt;br /&gt;你认为你这个态度好吗？”&lt;br /&gt;我可以很肯定得跟你说，&lt;br /&gt;是不好的。&lt;br /&gt;但是，你又认为你这样好吗？&lt;br /&gt;而且，好选不选就选这天。&lt;br /&gt;这不是我想要的好不好？&lt;br /&gt;如果可以，我根本就不想和今天同天啊！&lt;br /&gt;谁要和你一起忙啊？&lt;br /&gt;白痴。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;终于，他把我丢在那边。&lt;br /&gt;这是好事。&lt;br /&gt;我终于可以自由一段时间了~&lt;br /&gt;而且，我压根都没想过要他陪。&lt;br /&gt;去吧！&lt;br /&gt;离开我视线。&lt;br /&gt;让我想作呕的东西。&lt;br /&gt;Hmph!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在那儿，和他们一起，真开心。&lt;br /&gt;直到，是时候去我家练舞的时候。&lt;br /&gt;讨厌。&lt;br /&gt;为何？&lt;br /&gt;太多人了。&lt;br /&gt;浑身不自然。&lt;br /&gt;我朋友都用很“怕”的眼神看着我。&lt;br /&gt;一直指示他们上去，别管他们。&lt;br /&gt;我会呆在那边，称呼一下，已经算很好了。&lt;br /&gt;对这些废物，我真得没想过要讨好他们。&lt;br /&gt;对我来说，他们根本就没舍用处。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;然后，练到一半，&lt;br /&gt;我姐就跑上来说，小声一点。&lt;br /&gt;拜托！&lt;br /&gt;好像你们需要平静酱！&lt;br /&gt;你们比我们更大声好不好？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;算了，你是长辈，我尽量。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;然后，又过不久，带了一大堆亲戚上来。&lt;br /&gt;进来我房，没敲门的那种，&lt;br /&gt;还一进门就说什么：&lt;br /&gt;“我妹有 privacy 嗒！”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MF!&lt;br /&gt;你竟然说得出，&lt;br /&gt;那么为何还要这样？！&lt;br /&gt;神经！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;然后，“观看”了满久的，才肯退。&lt;br /&gt;无聊的废材。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;然后，7点了，他们要走了。&lt;br /&gt;没办法，我跟他们一起回到 tesco.&lt;br /&gt;然后，我妈驾车。&lt;br /&gt;我已经知道在那之后等着我的是什么。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我妈一定会说什么，&lt;br /&gt;“你看你朋友多么大人！”&lt;br /&gt;“你看你自己还像个小孩！”&lt;br /&gt;“学他们！温柔一点！”&lt;br /&gt;“不要再酱了！”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;哇，还果然给我猜中了。&lt;br /&gt;全数说完出来。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那么，我也想要回他。&lt;br /&gt;“每个人都有小孩子的时候。”&lt;br /&gt;“我只是在他们面前才会酱而已。”&lt;br /&gt;“我只是做回自己，而且，你说看到的不是一切。”&lt;br /&gt;“什么叫做我不要酱？你怎么知道他们喜欢的是否就是这样的我？”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但我立不吭声。&lt;br /&gt;为何？&lt;br /&gt;“解释反而显得做作。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就这样，&lt;br /&gt;我在家中的位置，&lt;br /&gt;都没了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;自由，在哪？&lt;br /&gt;空间，在哪？&lt;br /&gt;正义，在哪？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;现在，连我的房间，&lt;br /&gt;已经变成了我哥未来的房间。&lt;br /&gt;我就暂睡在我家的 sofa 上。&lt;br /&gt;整整一个月。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;用了我东西，有说谢谢吗？&lt;br /&gt;叫我做事，有真心感谢吗？&lt;br /&gt;说错了我，有向我道歉吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;把从前想了一遍  &lt;br /&gt;谢谢了 伤我的人  &lt;br /&gt;想做乐观的人  &lt;br /&gt;每种雨声 听了都不冷&lt;br /&gt;我并不是天生爱寂寞  &lt;br /&gt;却比任何人都多  &lt;br /&gt;就算把世界给我  &lt;br /&gt;我还是一无所有&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;唉。&lt;br /&gt;谁能告诉我，&lt;br /&gt;这世上，&lt;br /&gt;我能栖息的地方，&lt;br /&gt;到底在哪？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我想要的自由，&lt;br /&gt;我想要的快乐，&lt;br /&gt;我想要的平静，&lt;br /&gt;存在吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;我要快乐我要能睡的安稳  &lt;br /&gt;有些人不抱了才温暖  &lt;br /&gt;离开了才不恨 我早应该割舍  &lt;br /&gt;我要快乐 哪怕笑的再大声  &lt;br /&gt;心不是热的 全都是假的  &lt;br /&gt;我的决定是对的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779448768385969107-3744780140122647824?l=marumarumawaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TOdN7o95DBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/wXoUQW9jzx0/S220/DSC02639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779448768385969107.post-2855931421837299697</id><published>2009-11-25T16:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T17:42:36.245+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moral'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nilai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a-mei'/><title type='text'>SAYONARA MORAL!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Insert: &lt;/span&gt;平常心 (By A-Mei)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is SO GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;Especially for somebody that need coolness (平静) after the long stress of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MORAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I choose to forget (我选择&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;忘记&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye my moral.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye my long time enemy.&lt;br /&gt;I hate you, and I'm free 50% because of you.&lt;br /&gt;I don't need to memorize you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I don't need to put you in my memory anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I can finally get rid of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm telling you this, my good friends who followed my blog.&lt;br /&gt;I hate moral.&lt;br /&gt;I never ever followed one of the stupid NILAIS it wants us to remember.&lt;br /&gt;And now, I shall tell you how I did not follow.&lt;br /&gt;And for the last time, I'm going to type all the nilai out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Kepercayaan kepada Tuhan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude, I never really pray to the "Sky". And I don't really have a kepercayaan. I have MULTI. If you really want me to state one, I only have a goddess. And that's not the "Sky".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Amanah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehh? You think I'm a responsible child who never do bad things behind my families' eyes? No. And NEVER. And to add on to that point, I STEAL my mother's $$$ for my own happiness. And yes, they DO owe me that. In my mind. Mwahaha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Harga Diri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not jaga my image that much, don't I? I always act crazy and all, and NEVER EVER care about my image. Because, that will not be ME, and I just want to be ME, the CRAZY ME. So yeah, out you Harga Diri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Bertanggungjawab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, I'm not a good child. I never did the homeworks that the teachers gave to me, I never listen to the teachers, and no, I did not jaga baik the tables and chairs. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Hemah Tinggi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe me, everyone in this earth DO NOT have this nilai. Especially when they learn how to say the word "FUCK".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Toleransi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, I DO NOT tolerate idiotic and annoying people like... KKS. The SQUARE ASS. Uhuh. Or rather, the most annoying fella in the whole wide world, ANG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Berdikari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if I am, no one acknowledge me as an independent person. Especially in this damned family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Kerajinan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, I am SO NOT RAJIN. I am LAZY!!! Muhahahaha~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Kasih Sayang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehh, I'm loving and caring? I don't think so. If I'm really that, I've already donated my whole house of money to the poors and the livings. And, I love violence. So, no kasih no sayang for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Keadilan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have justice? No. And I must tell, that there's no justice in this world. And I've seen that in my family. Uhuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Rasional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me? Rational? That's the last thing you'll heard from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Kesederhanaan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wakaka~ I don't care about other people's importance~ I'm SELFISH!!! Especially towards my family, thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Kasih Sayang terhadap Keluarga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No way. Never in any way. Just, NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Hormat dan Taat kepada Anggota Keluarga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, no way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Mengekalkan Tradisi Kekeluargaan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never do it. No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Tanggungjawab terhadap Keluarga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanggungjawab towards myself? Yes. Tanggungjawab to them? Go die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Menyayangi dan Menghargai Alam Sekitar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never had the realize to love the nature. If 2012 is going to come, then come! I'm not afraid anyway. People are going to die anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Keharmonian antara Manusia dengan Alam Sekitar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Err... Not sure what's this harmony between the humans and the AS, so... Basically, I don't care. And I love harmony between the space and the humans more than the nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Kemapanan Alam Sekitar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehh~ I don't like these tanggungjawab. Don't push it to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Peka terhadap Isu-Isu Alam Sekitar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh? Where got banjir? Where got drought? What?! We're going to fall??? Ahhh~ (Basically, I don't care about isu2 alam sekitar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Cinta Akan Negara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO WAY. There's no way in the earth or the sky I'm going to love my own country. It SUCKS. Sorry you government people, but I seriously hate you all. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Hormat dan Taat kepada Raja dan Negara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know who's our current raja, so how can I hormat him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Sanggup Berkorban untuk Negara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. There's no way I'm going to korban my computer, or any of my mangas, or any of my money, for the government. No. Way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Melindungi Hak Kanak-Kanak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not yet an adult, and no one lindungi my hak. So, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Menghormati Hak Wanita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know those foul words out there? Those chinese foul words? Those what-Hai and CB and those stuffs? Yeah, THOSE. And FYI, for women, those are insultments. But yet, most people uses it. Wonder why...? And they say they menghormati hak wanita. Uhuh. And I can't do anything about it. Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Melindungi Hak Pekerja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never acknowledge the works of the teachers. Especially that SL. OR the cleaners in the school. Because they never did the jobs right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Menghormati Hak Kurang Upaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't do anything to protect the rights for the OKU, because I just see those people park on the OKU places just like that. Haha?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Melindungi Hak Individu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heck, I never care of the other people's importance, ESPECIALLY WHEN IT COMES TO MONEY. And especially they're total STRANGERS. I LOVE to exploit them. Mwahaha?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Mematuhi Peraturan dan Undang-undang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mwahahahaha~ You see those rubbish along the street? 10% of those is my work. Thank you~ (Is that something to be proud of???)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Kebebasan Bersuara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have the kebebasan AT ALL in my house. So, no. And I love to shut some certain person's mouth for my own sake. Mwahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Kebebasan Beragama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there a kebebasan of beragama in here? I don't see it. Because, Adam just don't get his kebebasan of leaving Islam, just because this is Malaysia. And when you're married to an Islam, you are an Islam, and your child will be an Islam, even if they do not wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Penglibatan Diri dalam Pembangunan Negara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so not going to menglibatkan diri in this damned country. SO NOT GOING TO. I'm going out from this country, thank you. And what the heck is Perlembagaan M'***??? I so don't get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Sikap Keterbukaan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bersedia to give comments? Yeah. Bersedia to accept them? Yeah. But mengikuti the norma of our people? No. We use vulgar words. We use so much stuffs that most people can't accept them. And that's not part of this nilai. Mwahaha?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Hidup Bersama Secara Aman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's one thing that never going to happen. Especially with my family. No aman for me. NO PEACE AT ALL. In this neighborhood, there's so much noises. And no, that's not peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Saling Membantu dan Bekerjasama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I just can't find myself to bekerjasama. So, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Saling Menghormati Antara Negara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, but I don't even respect my own country, so seriously not our neighbor country too, I********.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew, 36 nilai. And violating every and single one of those.&lt;br /&gt;Good job me! (Eh???)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So finally, I can have a serene time,&lt;br /&gt;Without memorizing those nilai,&lt;br /&gt;Slowly get them out from my mind,&lt;br /&gt;Drinking PLAIN WATER,&lt;br /&gt;And enjoy all my superb musics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mwahahahaha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(MV: Aren't you forgetting that you still need to read Science?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779448768385969107-2855931421837299697?l=marumarumawaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/feeds/2855931421837299697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/11/sayonara-moral.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/2855931421837299697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/2855931421837299697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/11/sayonara-moral.html' title='SAYONARA MORAL!!!'/><author><name>HenkaMukyuuAries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00512084160520779383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TOdN7o95DBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/wXoUQW9jzx0/S220/DSC02639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779448768385969107.post-3313557434361303142</id><published>2009-11-20T19:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T19:34:28.376+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suzumiya haruhi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SPM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saikyou pare parade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>:: 多いさしぶりですだ！Aries ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Insert: &lt;/span&gt;Saikyou Pare Parade (Suzumiya Haruhi... song? XD Forgot from which album. Lalala~)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the end of EST...&lt;br /&gt;No, not yet SPM.&lt;br /&gt;And...&lt;br /&gt;I found out that I'm really carefree about SPM here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I JUST CAN'T TREAT IT AS A REAL EXAM!!!&lt;br /&gt;I JUST KEPT ON TREAT IT AS NORMAL EXAM!!!&lt;br /&gt;WHAT SHOULD I DO~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;w&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know.&lt;br /&gt;Retarded.&lt;br /&gt;But who cares~&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy here~&lt;br /&gt;Nyahahahaha~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;I am retard.&lt;br /&gt;Acknowledged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... Many happened these days and the yadda-yadda-yadda...&lt;br /&gt;The most frustrating thing that happened to me now is that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nephew is born!&lt;br /&gt;Yes?&lt;br /&gt;No?&lt;br /&gt;Happy?&lt;br /&gt;Sad?&lt;br /&gt;Not sure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's sure a HUGE problem for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see.&lt;br /&gt;Because of the baby,&lt;br /&gt;Everyone changed their places of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm taking the living room for the past 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;Reason?&lt;br /&gt;My parents are sleeping in MY ROOM.&lt;br /&gt;I mean...&lt;br /&gt;WHO WANTS TO SHARE A ROOM WITH THEM?!?!&lt;br /&gt;SO FREAKING ANNOYING!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;w&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, and no way I'm going to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so...&lt;br /&gt;I end up staying in the living room.&lt;br /&gt;Nyahaha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't that bad, I had to admit.&lt;br /&gt;Better than sleeping with them, that is. =w=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and you know when the baby is brought to the house?&lt;br /&gt;Right before the first day of my PRECIOUS SPM.&lt;br /&gt;Nya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Really.&lt;br /&gt;Not because that he's noisy.&lt;br /&gt;It's because we need to change our usual places for sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeeeeeeeeee~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And from now on until they renovate the house,&lt;br /&gt;I need to sleep with my bro.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;w&lt;&lt;br /&gt;I so do not like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Datte... Otoko da... &gt;w&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's Kou, it's different.&lt;br /&gt;But this is my brother.&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;=w=&lt;br /&gt;Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever!&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to have fun here!&lt;br /&gt;Screw SPM! OAo&lt;br /&gt;Okay, maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;But now...&lt;br /&gt;Just let me have some fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eheheh~&lt;br /&gt;I DID have fun with...&lt;br /&gt;あたしのご主人様～&lt;br /&gt;Maa... Although I'm the only one having fun though.&lt;br /&gt;At least I think so.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;w&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever~~~&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to play the whole day night~~~&lt;br /&gt;NYAAAAAAAAAAAAA~~~~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779448768385969107-3313557434361303142?l=marumarumawaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/feeds/3313557434361303142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/11/aries.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/3313557434361303142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friend'/><title type='text'>:: @e@ Crazy Aries ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Insert: &lt;/span&gt;Dancing in the Velvet Moon (Rosario + Vampire ED, by Mizuki Nana)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Today is the craziest and wildest day ever, in Leisure Mall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Featuring...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;~~~Kou-CHAN!!!~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Starting, we went to popular.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Kou is very EMO, saying that he would never do anything to hurt his ex...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Then...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;"And I~ Will always love you~" [The final part, the best part. ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Suddenly, the song just played at that very time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We looked at each other, and laughed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Wow, how good is the timing?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Next... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We enter popular... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We encounter some several weir- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Okay, not really weird, but... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Funny, language books.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;How funny?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Kou took one Japanese dictionary, and starting to talk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Weird stuffs from the dictionary. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Like... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Stuffs from K-On. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;"Shi'ne!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;"Kibishii~" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;"Matte kudasai~" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;"Oshiri ga itai~"  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Owo  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I know.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Then... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I saw a Korean book, and a German book. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I started to speak. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And they're just so weird. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;"Bak-song-jong (don't ask me what is that)" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;"Wie-geht-es-dir" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's not the words that's weird, but the pronunciation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I just don't have that slang!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;After that... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We found the Hindu/Tamil book. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Kou started to talk Hindu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;"Adelingporengay (again, don't ask)" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;"Vanakam" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We speak like idiots.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But it's not as fun as the Cantonese book. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You know what is "bus" in Cantonese right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;How about "bus driver"? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I tell you, the 拼音 (pinyin) in the book is hilarious.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Bus driver 巴士机 = Baa-Si-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Gay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yes, there's a "Gay" there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And what's more hilarious?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There're a lot of "gays" inside the book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I just wonder who did those pinyin for the book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Stupid punya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Not to mention, the Mandarin book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There're a lot of mandarin words inside (duh!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And we speak them all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Accordingly words by words, phrase by phrase.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Kou: 我想~ (Dreamily)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Me: 我不想。。。 (Gloomly)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Kou: 萝卜腿！ (A really thick legs crossby XD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Me: 三八！ (And those legs passed by again XXD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Kou: 谁放屁？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Me: 就是你！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;OMG,  I tell you, this is just hilarious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This is not the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There's more than this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But I just forgot most of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;X3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If this is not crazy enough...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'll tell you about our Giant adventure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We came down from the escalator...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I just want to comment about how many bags there are on the counter...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Then one woman's bag banged towards my stomach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ouch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It hurts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But it's funny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;LOL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So hard la the bag, what's inside oh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We kept on laughing, and comment on the bags in front of the counter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Suddenly we called those bags "pets".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;WTF?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Where did that come from?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Don't ask me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Next, we entered Giant...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Wandering randomly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And then...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Kou started to dance!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hare Hare Yukai?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's Jolin Chai's 舞娘！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My god!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And he say it's from Rainne Yang's 任意门！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;OMG, his memory got problem XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Then...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We started to take the items in Giant...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;AND DANCED WITH IT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;OMG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You should've been there and see it all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;First, Kou started to push those items with his Hare2 moves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Then he took two big oil containers and dancing Hare Hare Yukai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Then he took two packets of paper plates and cover his "boobs".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Which I then use it to dance 舞娘.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But he's worse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;He started to take the juices and dance 舞娘 (the chorus part) with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;"Please buy XXX brand chocolate~ They're very good~"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;While dancing, and promoting at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Damn it's just hilarious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I wish I can record it down!!! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Haiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We just do a lot of stupid stuffs today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So fun that I could laugh until I baring lantai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hahaha~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Best day, seriously!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Final words...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I wish...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: arial;"&gt;That all people can be as crazy as us!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Another day like this would come again!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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::'/><author><name>HenkaMukyuuAries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00512084160520779383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TOdN7o95DBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/wXoUQW9jzx0/S220/DSC02639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779448768385969107.post-8456181254158800602</id><published>2009-10-22T21:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T21:49:30.994+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heartbreak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kutsuzure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anata ga ita mori'/><title type='text'>:: ドキドキしちゃう Aries Part 15 ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;Insert: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;Sad Rain (Blassreiter ED, by Misato Aki)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I can't believe myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;About what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That I would cry singing to a song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Several songs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Continuously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Kutsuzure, from Black Cat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;何も言わないで　　今この時が通ずくと好いね&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 僕は唯　　　見つめてる　　　願ってる&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 静かに積もるよ　　　粉雪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Anata ga Ita Mori, from Fate/Stay Night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;”消せない”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;増え過ぎた空気　重ねすぎた記憶と　その手もその髪も&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;貴方が残した　光と影は余にも　大き過ぎるのでした&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But I think the main object that triggered these tears are the memories...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;While I'm doing the quizzes in facebook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;About the relationship I'm having right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Along with the little things about the one I loved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I just can't help but think of the snows...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The warmth while we're inside the cinema...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The icy smooth that I felt and touched...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;They're fading away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;From my life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Soon, there'll be no warm snow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No snow that is enjoyable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No snow that will give me life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But snow of angst, full of nothing but memories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;今電話が欲しくて。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;君と繋がれたいとわ。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my heart 凍えた待っている。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779448768385969107-8456181254158800602?l=marumarumawaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/feeds/8456181254158800602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/10/aries-part-15.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><title type='text'>:: ^wT Aries ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Insert: &lt;/span&gt;This Love (Blood+ ED, by Angela Aki)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I've waited for almost half a year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And finally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;MY INTERNET HAD GONE BACK TO USUAL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I CAN FINALLY GO BLOGGER AND FACEBOOK!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;MWAHAHAHAHA~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today is almost a bad day for me...&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Lucky for me, everything just returned normal somehow.&lt;br /&gt;Except for one though.&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think that will ever went back to usual anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I mean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been feeling pain in my heart since I'm in the school.&lt;br /&gt;Until now...&lt;br /&gt;It's still hurting me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I just stop this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, it's not like there's still any hope for me anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's really time for me to let go this string that I'm gripping on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll see how later. Perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779448768385969107-2752610599314497480?l=marumarumawaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/feeds/2752610599314497480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/10/wt-aries.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/2752610599314497480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/2752610599314497480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/10/wt-aries.html' title=':: ^wT Aries ::'/><author><name>HenkaMukyuuAries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00512084160520779383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TOdN7o95DBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/wXoUQW9jzx0/S220/DSC02639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779448768385969107.post-8042577738947161509</id><published>2009-10-12T11:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T11:29:41.178+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>:: TwT Aries ::</title><content type='html'>55555~ My pendrive is gone~~~ My money is flying away~~~ 55555~~~ TwT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz. I use too much money on so-called useless items... Let's see... In the past few months, I used up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About RM300 for manga/anime stuffs...&lt;br /&gt;About RM300 for the club coat (so-called)...&lt;br /&gt;About RM300 for 1 Terrabyte Samsung Hardrive...&lt;br /&gt;About RM100 for PS stuffs...&lt;br /&gt;About RM100 for random stuffs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, I just used up my 4 months allowance... =w= I can't believe I'm that... spendable... O0O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speak of spendable. Do you know about Romance of Three Kingdom? Where the Liu Bei, Cao Cao, and Sun Quan had wars? I'm wondering, what makes them so genderswappable. They appear as females in Ikki-Tousen, Koihime Musou, and even in people's fanarts... And they're gorgeous!!! Owo That's the most intriguing thing... Weird...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz. After the loss of my pendrive, I'm so sad...&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE ALL THOSE IMAGES I COLLECTED ARE ALL INSIDE!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! *screams and runs around*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What?&lt;br /&gt;Not important stuff?!&lt;br /&gt;You are so wrong!!!&lt;br /&gt;This is the most important stuff for me, okay?&lt;br /&gt;Well, aside from songs, that is... XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maa, nandemo ii ya~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least now that I have the alnew Terrabyte hardrive...&lt;br /&gt;I CAN CONTINUE MY UNLIMITED DOWNLOAD!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;MWAHAHAHAHA~~~&lt;br /&gt;And surely, one day...&lt;br /&gt;I SHALL SURPASS ADAM!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;MWAHAHAHAHA~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with that, I don't need to delete my precious songs~~~&lt;br /&gt;Yay~~~&lt;br /&gt;And of course, continue downloading my unlimited songs~~~&lt;br /&gt;Nyaaaaaaaaaaaa~~~~~~~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779448768385969107-8042577738947161509?l=marumarumawaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/feeds/8042577738947161509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/10/twt-aries.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/8042577738947161509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/8042577738947161509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/10/twt-aries.html' title=':: TwT Aries ::'/><author><name>HenkaMukyuuAries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00512084160520779383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TOdN7o95DBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/wXoUQW9jzx0/S220/DSC02639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779448768385969107.post-7361190867757194479</id><published>2009-10-05T16:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T23:01:56.138+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tired'/><title type='text'>:: 疲れたAries Part 8 ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Insert: &lt;/span&gt;Crushcrushcrush (Paramore)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I'm in love with Paramore now~~~ I love the drums~~~ Nyaaaaa~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of stuffs happened lately, and I'm very frustrated and tired about all of them. School, family, friends, clubs... and most importantly, relationship. And of course, do not forget about facebook. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;I still need to finish my project...&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;I still need to do clean out my room and move into my sis' house.&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;I still need to care about my friends without neglecting another.&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;I still need to complete all the files...&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;I still dunno what to do with myself...&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;I still can't log into facebook. =w=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, the last one is obviously a joke.&lt;br /&gt;What, I can't make a joke?&lt;br /&gt;I'm just too stressed out, 'kay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure how many time I sighed.&lt;br /&gt;But I still haven't finish sighing yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I need to rest...&lt;br /&gt;Holiday, please?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, even holiday I need to work on those stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.........................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779448768385969107-7361190867757194479?l=marumarumawaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/feeds/7361190867757194479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/10/aries-part-8.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/7361190867757194479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/7361190867757194479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/10/aries-part-8.html' title=':: 疲れたAries Part 8 ::'/><author><name>HenkaMukyuuAries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00512084160520779383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TOdN7o95DBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/wXoUQW9jzx0/S220/DSC02639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779448768385969107.post-3209113343650558395</id><published>2009-10-05T13:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T14:37:38.080+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confuse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hurt'/><title type='text'>:: ドキドキしちゃう Aries Part 14 ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Insert: &lt;/span&gt;Transparent (Phantom -Requiem for the Phantom- 2nd OP)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他根本就不在乎你嘛。&lt;br /&gt;干吗还要继续为他付出呢？&lt;br /&gt;就因为对他的思念？&lt;br /&gt;就因为对他的痴情？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就因为对他的爱？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;很不明白。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;明明是一个不爱你的人，&lt;br /&gt;明明是一个不在乎你的人，&lt;br /&gt;明明是一个对你的死活都不关心的人，&lt;br /&gt;为何还要对他那么好？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他只是在玩你，你看不出吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is love really that blind?&lt;br /&gt;Or we’re just pretending that we do not know anything?&lt;br /&gt;Ignoring and just kept on ignoring.&lt;br /&gt;Even if one really hates you,&lt;br /&gt;Or don’t even acknowledge your presence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;これは最大の嘘だ！&lt;br /&gt;これは最大のトラップだ！&lt;br /&gt;何故お前が解んないの？！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愛、だから、ですか？&lt;br /&gt;唯その理由ですか？！&lt;br /&gt;唯その、馬鹿の理由ですか？！&lt;br /&gt;そんなの物、食べにできるか？！&lt;br /&gt;そんなの物、本とに幸せに有るのか？！&lt;br /&gt;お前より、唯最大の苦しみだろう？！&lt;br /&gt;だったなら、何故？！&lt;br /&gt;何故まだあいつを愛して、気にって、欲しいって？！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s just an illusion!&lt;br /&gt;A lie!!&lt;br /&gt;The most foolish feel of all!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can’t you understand?!&lt;br /&gt;Why are you still in this kind of mess?!&lt;br /&gt;Why don’t you open up your eyes and take a good look at all of this?!&lt;br /&gt;Are you really that stupid,&lt;br /&gt;Or you’re just really that naïve?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;快断的红线&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Genre: &lt;/span&gt;Sad Rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tone: &lt;/span&gt;Confused, anger, sadist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Theme: &lt;/span&gt;Unrequited love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Instruments: &lt;/span&gt;Piano, Electric Guitar, Bass, Drum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vocal: &lt;/span&gt;Me, I guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;挣扎30天&lt;br /&gt;痛苦3个月&lt;br /&gt;以为终于等到了&lt;br /&gt;他的答案&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;浪费了时间&lt;br /&gt;弃下了逻辑&lt;br /&gt;到头还是得不到&lt;br /&gt;他的心&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;努力了这么久到头来还是一场空&lt;br /&gt;明明在一起却还是会感到寂寞&lt;br /&gt;独自付出一切真情真意没让他感动&lt;br /&gt;只是留下空白的记忆陪着度过&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为什么还不死心&lt;br /&gt;他已经说对你没感情&lt;br /&gt;为什么还在原地你不肯前进&lt;br /&gt;捉住那快断的红线&lt;br /&gt;你是否还在期待他会回头向你微笑&lt;br /&gt;说一切都是个玩笑他在考验你&lt;br /&gt;根本不可能&lt;br /&gt;别在幻想了&lt;br /&gt;别在痴情了&lt;br /&gt;别在等待了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看似两个月&lt;br /&gt;只有两星期&lt;br /&gt;在一起的时间&lt;br /&gt;是多么短暂&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所有的感情&lt;br /&gt;所有的过去&lt;br /&gt;就算不再提起&lt;br /&gt;每天在回忆&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;消遣了这么多时间歇斯底里为他想&lt;br /&gt;偏偏他就对你的死活默不关心&lt;br /&gt;曾经好几次都反复想要和他开口&lt;br /&gt;但是就在最后关头你却在摇头&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为什么说不出口&lt;br /&gt;“分手”二字有何多痛苦？&lt;br /&gt;为何不要一次过结束这难过&lt;br /&gt;斩断那快断的红线&lt;br /&gt;不要再为他顾虑这么多，马上放手&lt;br /&gt;他不值得你再等候，大步向前走&lt;br /&gt;但是不可能&lt;br /&gt;没勇气放手&lt;br /&gt;不想要放手&lt;br /&gt;不舍得放手&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;过去的记忆&lt;br /&gt;像CD Repeating&lt;br /&gt;就算不去回忆&lt;br /&gt;还是不停&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;清晰的旋律&lt;br /&gt;荡漾在脑海里&lt;br /&gt;幻想出的甜蜜&lt;br /&gt;已经没心情再继续&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为何还死心塌地&lt;br /&gt;他不是说对你没感情？&lt;br /&gt;为什么不要结束内心的折磨&lt;br /&gt;看着那快断的红线&lt;br /&gt;你是否在希望有奇迹出现把它填补&lt;br /&gt;不理谁的阻扰劝阻继续在等待&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就因为你不舍得&lt;br /&gt;所以继续折腾你自己&lt;br /&gt;就因为不想放弃选择了等待&lt;br /&gt;追逐那快断的红线&lt;br /&gt;不管他前面的路多么难受多么辛苦&lt;br /&gt;你就是要走完这段非一般的旅途&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不想要放弃&lt;br /&gt;不想要放手&lt;br /&gt;不肯向前走&lt;br /&gt;因为还是爱着他&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779448768385969107-3209113343650558395?l=marumarumawaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/feeds/3209113343650558395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/10/aries-part-14.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/3209113343650558395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/3209113343650558395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/10/aries-part-14.html' title=':: ドキドキしちゃう Aries Part 14 ::'/><author><name>HenkaMukyuuAries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00512084160520779383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TOdN7o95DBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/wXoUQW9jzx0/S220/DSC02639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779448768385969107.post-7940412301787206695</id><published>2009-09-15T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T20:57:51.455+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confuse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><title type='text'>:: ドキドキしちゃう Aries Part 13 ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Insert: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;我可以抱你嗎 (by A-Mei)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t get it.&lt;br /&gt;I just don’t get it.&lt;br /&gt;Why are you so cold?&lt;br /&gt;Why do you looked like as if you dislike me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not sure.&lt;br /&gt;I’m unconfirmed.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve done so much thinking that I just don’t get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just… Why…?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it just because of exam?&lt;br /&gt;Or there are other reasons that you couldn’t say to me?&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to know, what is really wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it my fault? Or other stuffs?&lt;br /&gt;Is it personal? Or it’s work?&lt;br /&gt;If it’s my fault, I will try to not do it again.&lt;br /&gt;If it’s not my fault, I wish I could help you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart is slowly being torn into pieces by your attitudes.&lt;br /&gt;I just couldn’t understand.&lt;br /&gt;I nearly show my true emotions to my friends,&lt;br /&gt;When I shouldn’t, because it’s just not me if I’m like that.&lt;br /&gt;And they thought I’m angry of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although, yes,&lt;br /&gt;I’m kinda angry if they’re trying to play me now.&lt;br /&gt;But, it’s just not normal for me to just be angry like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“不勉強你再為了我　心不在　留不留都是痛”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz…&lt;br /&gt;I’m just so afraid…&lt;br /&gt;If you’re just playing with me…&lt;br /&gt;If you do not see me as a lover…&lt;br /&gt;Just a normal person, or even a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I’m utmost afraid…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you hate me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you really hate me, I can do nothing about it, right?&lt;br /&gt;There’s no way to tell you to not hate me.&lt;br /&gt;Even I’m not that afraid if you’re not really in love with me.&lt;br /&gt;I mean…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being hate by your loved one,&lt;br /&gt;Is the most painful thing in the world…&lt;br /&gt;Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t even care about whether I could understand you 100% now.&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to tell me, whether you hate me or not.&lt;br /&gt;Although, you did say that you do not hate me.&lt;br /&gt;I’m quite happy by that.&lt;br /&gt;But…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m just scared…&lt;br /&gt;That you will someday…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So… Can you tell me?&lt;br /&gt;The reasons that you act like this towards me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why…?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“你也不得已　我會笑笑的離去”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779448768385969107-7940412301787206695?l=marumarumawaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/feeds/7940412301787206695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/09/aries-part-13.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/7940412301787206695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/7940412301787206695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/09/aries-part-13.html' title=':: ドキドキしちゃう Aries Part 13 ::'/><author><name>HenkaMukyuuAries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00512084160520779383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TOdN7o95DBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/wXoUQW9jzx0/S220/DSC02639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779448768385969107.post-4288084864446638849</id><published>2009-09-15T19:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T19:43:47.106+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>:: 気持ち最大悪いAries Part 6 ::</title><content type='html'>It’s just the next day. &lt;br /&gt;The fuckers are telling me the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;AGAIN. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s a reason I say that “I know”.&lt;br /&gt;There’s a reason I say repeat the same 2 words.&lt;br /&gt;Because I’ve already known.&lt;br /&gt;So don’t even start to say a thing.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t even try to repeat what you’re going to say.&lt;br /&gt;There’re all in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve known what you’re going to say.&lt;br /&gt;So save your energy, never say it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I don’t want to listen a damn thing that you’re going to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that, ruined my mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to watch TV.&lt;br /&gt;But since they talked as if they’re so great.&lt;br /&gt;Fine, let them play mah-joung there.&lt;br /&gt;I go up.&lt;br /&gt;I go post this thing in my blog.&lt;br /&gt;Unleash my emotions and let them go wild.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m on the edge now.&lt;br /&gt;But you will never know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until I scream it out loud.&lt;br /&gt;In your face.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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&lt;/span&gt;Get the Future (by Takahashi Hitomi)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This world has no justice.&lt;br /&gt;Since the day I grew up in this family, I understood this concept of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family treat me like a fool, although I really WAS a fool.&lt;br /&gt;But now I’m an adult.&lt;br /&gt;Can’t they treat me better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit. I’m wrong.&lt;br /&gt;I admit. I’m noisy.&lt;br /&gt;I admit. I’m inconsiderate.&lt;br /&gt;But does that means that you are not?&lt;br /&gt;Does that means that you can just defy my actions?&lt;br /&gt;Does that means that you understood my actions?&lt;br /&gt;Does that means that you have the right to critisize my actions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are actually messing up my place just for your selfishness?&lt;br /&gt;When you are actually ORDERING me to do stuffs for your playfulness?&lt;br /&gt;When you are actually the one that’s WRONG?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my brain is none for your insultments.&lt;br /&gt;I have absolutely nothing in intelligence for you to insult.&lt;br /&gt;I am a little slow, yes, but that does not means that I do not know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So can you please SHUT UP and let me do what I want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already tell you I want to leave this house.&lt;br /&gt;I already tell you I can be on my own.&lt;br /&gt;But you insisted to want me be in this house.&lt;br /&gt;But you insisted that I couldn’t take care of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now you’re telling me I’m noisy?&lt;br /&gt;While you already knew what will happen if you insisted that I’m going to stay here?&lt;br /&gt;And now you’re critisizing me how to take care of myself?&lt;br /&gt;While you never even let me do it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was just a game, alright?&lt;br /&gt;Mah-Jong, to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;I know how to play, from the start.&lt;br /&gt;Is just that YOU are the one that ASSUMED that I do not know a single thing.&lt;br /&gt;So I proved that I know the general knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;And what the heck, you praise me as if I’ve got a prize.&lt;br /&gt;It’s just a general knowledge, dude!!&lt;br /&gt;How can it be so hard???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I really that brainless in your mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know what, to me, you are the brainless one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m just playing, training my brain.&lt;br /&gt;You’re there telling me, what to throw and what to eat.&lt;br /&gt;AS IF I REALLY DON’T KNOW.&lt;br /&gt;AS IF I REALLY NEED YOUR ASSISTANCE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much things that you have done, in just a short one hour length.&lt;br /&gt;You have critisize me at least 2 times in a game.&lt;br /&gt;You have mocked me at least 3 times in a game.&lt;br /&gt;In total, I could not count but, if one game is 5 minutes, you have already…&lt;br /&gt;Critisize me 24 times.&lt;br /&gt;Mocked me 36 times.&lt;br /&gt;In 12 games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what’s next?&lt;br /&gt;You’re going to “teach” me.&lt;br /&gt;Hell, I can be a better teacher than you.&lt;br /&gt;I’m just giving you face, okay.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t think I’m really that stupid, would you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just that you’re better than I am, doesn’t mean that you can critisize my actions.&lt;br /&gt;Just because you think that I am a fool, doesn’t mean that I am really a fool.&lt;br /&gt;I can be smarter than you.&lt;br /&gt;I can be richer than you.&lt;br /&gt;I can be anything BETTER than you.&lt;br /&gt;If I want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, you can be such a JERK some times.&lt;br /&gt;If you weren’t my blood-related family, I’ve already wanted to say this phrase in your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Shut the fuck up, would you?!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And seriously, I’m on the borderline to yell out this phrase.&lt;br /&gt;This exact phrase.&lt;br /&gt;Although I have yelled for millions of times in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Just to give you some prides you need as my elders.&lt;br /&gt;I respect you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what you’ve done had made me losing the respect.&lt;br /&gt;Each step going down the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;I’m starting to hate you.&lt;br /&gt;To dispise you.&lt;br /&gt;To leave you.&lt;br /&gt;To do whatever that opposes you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I oppose the idea of having that baby in my huge room.&lt;br /&gt;But did they listen? No.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, since when they listen to MY OPINION?&lt;br /&gt;They always talked about THEIR OPINION.&lt;br /&gt;And FORCED their opinions on ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what? I’m going out from the room.&lt;br /&gt;What month is that?&lt;br /&gt;About November to December.&lt;br /&gt;What time is that?&lt;br /&gt;My SPM time.&lt;br /&gt;EXACTLY.&lt;br /&gt;So my mom said “Sorry”.&lt;br /&gt;But did that help?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;Because I don’t think anyone in the family even felt to say “sorry”.&lt;br /&gt;Because I was so disliked by them.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t care about being disliked.&lt;br /&gt;The world is already unfair anyway.&lt;br /&gt;This is just the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I’m back to my room?&lt;br /&gt;I’m going to be with the aunty that’s going to take care of the baby.&lt;br /&gt;AND the baby itself.&lt;br /&gt;But I don’t think they WANT me to stay in the room.&lt;br /&gt;Because whatever I do, is no way good for the baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where I’m going to stay then?&lt;br /&gt;In my parents room.&lt;br /&gt;Along with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HECK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what?&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping in the living room’s sofa is far much better than staying in THEIR room.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine my dad’s bomb in the night.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine my mom’s nagging UNTIL night.&lt;br /&gt;Can I sleep in there?&lt;br /&gt;I don’t think so.&lt;br /&gt;Can I even study?&lt;br /&gt;I can NEVER think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is why I told them I want to move out.&lt;br /&gt;They do not approve.&lt;br /&gt;So?&lt;br /&gt;I’m going to stay here like Harry Potter?&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping in a storeroom?&lt;br /&gt;Well, he’s far more better than I do.&lt;br /&gt;At least he gets a real home later.&lt;br /&gt;Me?&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no foster parents to pass a house to me.&lt;br /&gt;I’m no legendary child.&lt;br /&gt;I’m just another normal child with no power, no money, no pride.&lt;br /&gt;Although how much do I protest, nothing will go my way.&lt;br /&gt;Even the choice where I want to go study music?&lt;br /&gt;Is something they WANT ME to be.&lt;br /&gt;It’s nothing they do not want me to be.&lt;br /&gt;But when I’m going to study music technology?&lt;br /&gt;They oppose.&lt;br /&gt;Saying, “I just want you to be a normal music teacher.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell.&lt;br /&gt;Is that going to happen in me?&lt;br /&gt;Never.&lt;br /&gt;Even if I will, it’ll be decades after this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what’s worse?&lt;br /&gt;They want to interfere with my hair.&lt;br /&gt;Telling me to cut on THEIR style.&lt;br /&gt;Heck.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t need their fashion senses.&lt;br /&gt;Theirs are the WORST to come by.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t even want to trust them.&lt;br /&gt;They just force everything on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not gonna let you do whatever stuff that you want with my life.&lt;br /&gt;No, and NEVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore? I’m going.&lt;br /&gt;And that will be the final destination that you fools can control.&lt;br /&gt;I’m going to break free after that.&lt;br /&gt;I’m going to soar higher in the sky.&lt;br /&gt;I’m going to melt the chains that you have put on me, eternally.&lt;br /&gt;And I shall NEVER come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust. My. Words. People.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779448768385969107-544287601239820302?l=marumarumawaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/feeds/544287601239820302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/09/aries-part-5.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/544287601239820302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/544287601239820302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/09/aries-part-5.html' title=':: 気持ち最大悪いAries Part 5 ::'/><author><name>HenkaMukyuuAries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00512084160520779383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TOdN7o95DBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/wXoUQW9jzx0/S220/DSC02639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779448768385969107.post-432503323873298451</id><published>2009-08-22T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T13:45:33.067+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confuse'/><title type='text'>:: ドキドキしちゃう Aries Part 12 ::</title><content type='html'>理由は無い。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;打电话向和你说话。。。&lt;br /&gt;理由は無い。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果真得要我讲出一个理由的话。。。&lt;br /&gt;那就是。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我想听到你的声音。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就是那么简单。。。&lt;br /&gt;就是那么容易。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但是。。。&lt;br /&gt;又是最难，最复杂的一件事。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;很怕你会觉得很闷。。。&lt;br /&gt;很怕你会觉得我很烦。。。&lt;br /&gt;很怕我会让你感到反感。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以，我选择了只说出重点。&lt;br /&gt;那么我的重点呢？&lt;br /&gt;从哪里来？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只有Club 的事情。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;很少说我的事情。。。&lt;br /&gt;更少说你的事情。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因为。。。&lt;br /&gt;我不想要让你烦。。。&lt;br /&gt;你不想要让我知道（？）。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们的距离。。。&lt;br /&gt;越来越远了。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;随着考试的压力。。。&lt;br /&gt;随着那些人所给的眼光。。。&lt;br /&gt;我。。。&lt;br /&gt;你。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;越来越远了。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这个假期。。。&lt;br /&gt;见不到你。。。&lt;br /&gt;是我最大的难受。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;打电话给你，本以为可以好过一点。。。&lt;br /&gt;怎知。。。&lt;br /&gt;你的态度是如此的冷漠。。。&lt;br /&gt;可能你不觉得。&lt;br /&gt;但是，&lt;br /&gt;我的心真得很痛。。。&lt;br /&gt;很痛。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但是，你说你只想听到重点，那么。。。&lt;br /&gt;我就只说重点好了。&lt;br /&gt;因为你说。。。&lt;br /&gt;你不想要啰里啰唆的事情，很烦。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以。。。&lt;br /&gt;我苦笑了。&lt;br /&gt;我就也不让你烦。&lt;br /&gt;因为，我不想要你觉得不爽。。。&lt;br /&gt;不想要有看到你为不重要的东西而烦。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以。。。&lt;br /&gt;我塑短了一天需要和你说话的时间。。。&lt;br /&gt;从2小时30分。。。&lt;br /&gt;变成了2分钟30秒。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是没有计算过没错，&lt;br /&gt;但是，我的心情，就像2分钟30秒般。。。&lt;br /&gt;觉得好短。。。&lt;br /&gt;缺少了很多。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但是，这未必不是件好事。。。&lt;br /&gt;因为，为了考试而承受着压力的你，&lt;br /&gt;终于有些休息的时间了。。。&lt;br /&gt;我还是不要打扰你吧。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ねえ、ご主人様。。。&lt;br /&gt;あたしの気持いは知ってるの？&lt;br /&gt;可能你知道，可能你不知道。。。&lt;br /&gt;但是，&lt;br /&gt;无论你知不知道，&lt;br /&gt;我还是会说一句话。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愛している。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779448768385969107-432503323873298451?l=marumarumawaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/feeds/432503323873298451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/08/aries-part-12.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/432503323873298451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/432503323873298451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/08/aries-part-12.html' title=':: ドキドキしちゃう Aries Part 12 ::'/><author><name>HenkaMukyuuAries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00512084160520779383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' 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week has… plenty? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all,&lt;br /&gt;Pn. Lim agreed to let us make the Vampire Knight uniform for us to wear during Hajimari no Aki.&lt;br /&gt;Then, I have finally finished doing, and typing the whole project and handed into Pn. Patricia.&lt;br /&gt;Although she did not said that she approved it, but she’s going to discuss with Pn. Lim.&lt;br /&gt;It means… THIS PROJECT WILL GO WELL!!! YES!!!&lt;br /&gt;Mwahahahaha~~~ My efforts didn’t go wasted!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Getsuyoubi ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday, we went to Kou’s house and see him make his experimental toast.&lt;br /&gt;It’s quite nice, yes, but… =w= It requires a lot of time and stuffs… Haiz…&lt;br /&gt;That fella and I were waiting in his room.&lt;br /&gt;What the heck, he told me not to do anything weird!&lt;br /&gt;As if he’s not doing anything weird outside from the room!&lt;br /&gt;With Zen!!! =w=&lt;br /&gt;Grr… I hate him for some reasons…&lt;br /&gt;But thanks to Zen, I have a REALLY good time with that fella~ Nyan~ ^w^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Zen drove us to the Guitar Store to buy the bass.&lt;br /&gt;So on the car, that fella and I were sitting on the back.&lt;br /&gt;We’re like playing and talking…&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly that fella talked about one topic, and made me go “Nyan”.&lt;br /&gt;The embarrased style of “Nyan”, or the guilty “Nyan”, I forgot…&lt;br /&gt;Then…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t believe that fella let me sleep on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, to be exact, I can’t believe that fella put one arm around my neck…&lt;br /&gt;And dragged me to be closer towards the… chest?&lt;br /&gt;Okay, it’s not exactly the chest.&lt;br /&gt;It’s above the chest.&lt;br /&gt;I’m not that short. =w=&lt;br /&gt;Then, that fella go and pet my head, and said:&lt;br /&gt;“He la, he la. (Hokkien? Not sure)”&lt;br /&gt;So I rested my head on that fella’s… above the chest.&lt;br /&gt;(Seriously, what does that part called as? The bone part? =w=)&lt;br /&gt;It feels so good~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it ends very quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to some certain idiots in front of me,&lt;br /&gt;Playing and acting so closely with each other!!!&lt;br /&gt;Makes me feel weird all of the sudden, and blurted out.&lt;br /&gt;“Err… Okay, it’s weird.”&lt;br /&gt;Then that fella replied me while taking the arm back.&lt;br /&gt;“You also know hor.”&lt;br /&gt;Argh! My arm! Ah, no. I mean, that fella’s arm! =w=&lt;br /&gt;It’s not circling me anymore!!! +w+&lt;br /&gt;Grr… I hate you Kou!!! I shall blame you with this!!! \w/&lt;br /&gt;Mrrrraaaaaaaawwwwwwww!!!!!! *glares*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we’re in Guitar Store after that.&lt;br /&gt;It’s a bass that we wanted to buy.&lt;br /&gt;But that fella didn’t have much money, so I kind of borrow first.&lt;br /&gt;Well, although that fella DID tell me that returning the money is like…&lt;br /&gt;Several 100 years later.&lt;br /&gt;But I paid for it anyway. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;And I do thought of buying that as a gift… Hahaha…&lt;br /&gt;(And I was scolded for saying so. X3&lt;br /&gt;Although I received a pet very soon too. ^w^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most amazing thing of that fella is that…&lt;br /&gt;The bass’ original price is RM890.&lt;br /&gt;But is cut down to RM770 (I think, or lower than that owO)&lt;br /&gt;OMG… How can that fella did that?!?!&lt;br /&gt;What did that fella said to the shop owner?!?! Owo&lt;br /&gt;I was kind of shocked when I saw the final price…&lt;br /&gt;After adding in all those champlang stuffs…&lt;br /&gt;Like the bags and all that…&lt;br /&gt;It’s not even the original price of the bass!!!&lt;br /&gt;It’s just RM850-+!!!&lt;br /&gt;OMG!!! OwO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that fella is really a Kami-sama… =w=&lt;br /&gt;Sasuga goshujin-sama… Sugoi!!! ‘w’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After buying the bass,&lt;br /&gt;we decided to go to Giant in Connaught to see the prices.&lt;br /&gt;So we’re in Zen’s car again.&lt;br /&gt;And… All 4 of us are again, in a very lovely matter.&lt;br /&gt;If I can say that?&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least those 2 in front of us are. =w=&lt;br /&gt;Hate them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially when we’re in Giant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t believe they’re like, kissing in front of me!!!&lt;br /&gt;GRAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;And I’m like making a big fuss out of it.&lt;br /&gt;That fella heard me, but didn’t know what’s wrong.&lt;br /&gt;So those 2 were asked to do it again,&lt;br /&gt;Against my damn protest about doing it again.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t want to see it again, I quickly walk out.&lt;br /&gt;I knew they did it, and that fella only “Oh”ed at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How unemotional. =w=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that, Kou asked that fella.&lt;br /&gt;“Ei, you don’t mind kissing with people?”&lt;br /&gt;“Of course. It’s not the first time anyway.”&lt;br /&gt;Then Kou looked at me one kind, and I nodded.&lt;br /&gt;I knew it for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;Well, that fella told me anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Right after Shirly asked me to ask that fella.&lt;br /&gt;So… That fella told me. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Although I acted nothing, but actually I’m kind of…&lt;br /&gt;Jealous.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. That’s the best word… I think?&lt;br /&gt;Because it’s not something that hurts me, but…&lt;br /&gt;Hmm…&lt;br /&gt;Not sure. It’s kinda sour-ish…&lt;br /&gt;So…&lt;br /&gt;Maybe?&lt;br /&gt;Haiz…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I’m alone with Zen for a while,&lt;br /&gt;As Kou and that fella are looking at those prices.&lt;br /&gt;So we’re like talking about our relationships.&lt;br /&gt;“Why do you give out so much to that fella?” He asked.&lt;br /&gt;“Hmm… Dunno? Because… I feel like it?”&lt;br /&gt;“You’ll regret later.”&lt;br /&gt;“Ha, talk about yourself.”&lt;br /&gt;“Haiz. I’m very painful now, you know?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah, I know.”&lt;br /&gt;Then we’re going to talk more about it,&lt;br /&gt;But Kou and that fella looked back at us.&lt;br /&gt;They have the “What?” look at us, but we shook it off.&lt;br /&gt;Haha?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Even if you don’t feel anything for me.”&lt;br /&gt;Heh, that fella will never know how I really felt.&lt;br /&gt;To be by side.&lt;br /&gt;To be together.&lt;br /&gt;“Atashi, mada, anata no soba ni itai.”&lt;br /&gt;To be the one that wants the other to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;To be the one that wished self to be happy,&lt;br /&gt;But knows that its hard to achieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I’m happy to be with that fella.&lt;br /&gt;“Just because I’m in love with you”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But…&lt;br /&gt;Hey, do you know?&lt;br /&gt;How much that I love you?&lt;br /&gt;How much that I think of you?&lt;br /&gt;To be held by you…&lt;br /&gt;To be whispered by you…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be with you…&lt;br /&gt;“Nee, shitteru?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahaha, another song of mine.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, don’t mind that, skip~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Doyoubi ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then... Saturday, my best day...&lt;br /&gt;(And a small event made it turn into a semi-bad day in the week.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm able to go on a date with that fella!!! Nya~n!!! ^w^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I purposely put on an entirely different me up too.&lt;br /&gt;By making myself look more girlish than usual.&lt;br /&gt;Although in Hip-Hop style XD&lt;br /&gt;That didn't waste my 1 hour effort in picking the best clothing.&lt;br /&gt;(That fella said that I'm kawaii~~~ see below.)&lt;br /&gt;Mwahahahaha~~~&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy 'bout it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I didn't put on the happy face...&lt;br /&gt;Just kept on “Yes! Yosya!! Yatta!!!” in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Hahas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we're in Zen's car, we're acting lovely duey again~&lt;br /&gt;Heheheh~&lt;br /&gt;This time, I'm able to sleep longer in that fella's...&lt;br /&gt;Above chest. X3&lt;br /&gt;And... I'm able to pull the arm closer and feel it with my lips.&lt;br /&gt;Damn!!!&lt;br /&gt;It's so smooth!&lt;br /&gt;Yet the master of the arm said it's not...&lt;br /&gt;And mine's smoother.&lt;br /&gt;Huh...&lt;br /&gt;I do think that that fella's arm is smoother though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're on Zen's car, and the music is loud like hell.&lt;br /&gt;I can't hear a single word what Kou is talking 'bout.&lt;br /&gt;Then, we're talking about something,&lt;br /&gt;That makes me chose to listen finish Halo first,&lt;br /&gt;Before answering them.&lt;br /&gt;I think it's something that embarrassed me... X3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, at the back, we decided to move towards the left,&lt;br /&gt;'cause the sun in on the right,&lt;br /&gt;And that fella hates the sun.&lt;br /&gt;So we sat closer, and that feel is really good~&lt;br /&gt;Heheh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not long until we reach times square car park.&lt;br /&gt;Then, we began to notice that there's animal patterns on the pillars.&lt;br /&gt;We're making so much fun out of it. Haha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing that I do when I straight come down from the car is...&lt;br /&gt;Hold that fella's arm.&lt;br /&gt;Well, since that fella didn't mind, so I just hold it.&lt;br /&gt;Often, I complimented about the skin,&lt;br /&gt;Saying that it's smooth, and rub mine with it.&lt;br /&gt;OMG, the feel is just so good~&lt;br /&gt;(Okay, please don't think pervy. It's just arm to arm.)&lt;br /&gt;I can nearly imagine myself with love patterns all around my head.&lt;br /&gt;Nya~n~&lt;br /&gt;Can't help but meow'ed out~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm… Basically, we just kept on roaming around without a purpose.&lt;br /&gt;Not really that exciting, if you ask me.&lt;br /&gt;And that fella just stop by any bookstores that was spotted.&lt;br /&gt;Haiz…&lt;br /&gt;But I’m still happy, to be with that fella.&lt;br /&gt;At least I can grab on the arm for the whole day ^w^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing for sure is that…&lt;br /&gt;Most stuffs in the food court is UNEDIBLE.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, maybe not that much, but they sucks =w=&lt;br /&gt;Do not simply buy any food.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, you can try out the Italian Food.&lt;br /&gt;Kou said that it’s nice (although he chose other food that day…)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some bad foods to note are…&lt;br /&gt;The western food that’s cooked by the Malays,&lt;br /&gt;Which they use the BBQ like thing to grill the foods…&lt;br /&gt;Eww…&lt;br /&gt;Never want to eat that again…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eating, we went and look for A1 Taylor’s location.&lt;br /&gt;But when we phoned them, they said that they’re near Bkt. Bintang.&lt;br /&gt;Not in times.&lt;br /&gt;=w=&lt;br /&gt;What the heck?!&lt;br /&gt;…Haiz, fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we ended up in the place where the Japanese Food Fare is held.&lt;br /&gt;Yay~ I grabbed plenty stuffs there~&lt;br /&gt;Mwahahahaha~&lt;br /&gt;I grabbed a lot of chocos, the ingredients to cook cold soba…&lt;br /&gt;And I grab the foods without any limit. =w=&lt;br /&gt;Whatever I see the stuffs that I wanted,&lt;br /&gt;I just grab it and threw them into the basket…&lt;br /&gt;That fella looked at me like this. O0O&lt;br /&gt;Ahahaha… &gt;w&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ended up… The total is…&lt;br /&gt;RM170++&lt;br /&gt;OMG… OwO&lt;br /&gt;I shocked at that moment…&lt;br /&gt;What’s more heartbreaking than that is…&lt;br /&gt;I accidentally broke a huge glass of wine that cost RM62++&lt;br /&gt;TwT&lt;br /&gt;There goes my items… Giving back to the person…&lt;br /&gt;5555~ TwT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that basically turn the day quite bad.&lt;br /&gt;But we quickly get over it.&lt;br /&gt;We decided to choose a place to calculate the prices for everything.&lt;br /&gt;So we went to Old Town and take a break there.&lt;br /&gt;The best thing is…&lt;br /&gt;Kou decided to belanja us ^w^&lt;br /&gt;Sankyu ne, Kou~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t believe that fella ate the egg yorks without anything…&lt;br /&gt;And the worst thing about it is the egg whites are not being eaten…&lt;br /&gt;And what’s next?&lt;br /&gt;Kou and I grabbed the plate away, and stopped the crime (?!).&lt;br /&gt;The law of eating the half-boiled egg is to add the spices in…&lt;br /&gt;WHEN IT’S HALF RAW!!! =w=&lt;br /&gt;This egg… It’s like… 80% cooked…&lt;br /&gt;Haiz…&lt;br /&gt;But it’s still nice. Somehow…&lt;br /&gt;Eggs are always nice… I think?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the short break, we decided to go back to LM.&lt;br /&gt;We’re in Zen’s car again.&lt;br /&gt;Phew… I’m so tired…&lt;br /&gt;Feel like sleeping…&lt;br /&gt;Then…&lt;br /&gt;I’m in that fella’s embrace again.&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh… This feel is just so nice…&lt;br /&gt;I can smell the scent of the shampoo from here.&lt;br /&gt;Ehehe~ ^///^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I asked that fella…&lt;br /&gt;“Do you know why I dressed up like this today?”&lt;br /&gt;“Hmm… Is it because you heard I said something?”&lt;br /&gt;“Mmm… you said a lot of things…&lt;br /&gt;Like…&lt;br /&gt;‘You wear like this will be very kawaii…”&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah. It is cute.”&lt;br /&gt;Nya~n~ I’m smiling inside my heart that moment~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's more stuffs after that, but I don't want to spread it out...&lt;br /&gt;Not now.&lt;br /&gt;Eheheh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we arrived in Leisure, we went to find that fella’s brother.&lt;br /&gt;Well, that fella got no one to fetch back,&lt;br /&gt;So is forced to stay in Leisure until 9.30p.m.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I wished to stay back beside,&lt;br /&gt;So I phoned my bro and tell him I’m staying.&lt;br /&gt;Since that time is about 6 something,&lt;br /&gt;And that fella’s brother is going to watch a movie,&lt;br /&gt;We decided to watch a movie too.&lt;br /&gt;灵灵狗。&lt;br /&gt;It’s a very hilarious comedy~&lt;br /&gt;But it lacks of a plot, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I have fun in there…&lt;br /&gt;Once again, the arm is embracing me,&lt;br /&gt;Half way through, that fella looked at me,&lt;br /&gt;“Erm… You… Haiz. Nevermind la. You’ll be freeze to death.”&lt;br /&gt;I think I know what does it means, so I hold on the hand.&lt;br /&gt;Wow… It’s so freezing cold…&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to warm it up, although that fella did warned.&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t touch me, it’s very cold. You’ll freeze to death.”&lt;br /&gt;I did not say another single word, but just grabbed on the hand.&lt;br /&gt;Trying to warm it up.&lt;br /&gt;Until I realize my hands wasn’t enough.&lt;br /&gt;And I have this thought of…&lt;br /&gt;Putting it into my chest. @///@&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that’s not going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;So instead of that, I just use my face to warm it up.&lt;br /&gt;Haha?&lt;br /&gt;Better than using the chest, right? &gt;w&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the very hilarious movie, we went out.&lt;br /&gt;Still, I'm not satisfied with this...&lt;br /&gt;I wished to have more...&lt;br /&gt;And more...&lt;br /&gt;And more...&lt;br /&gt;Am I a bit greedy?&lt;br /&gt;=w=&lt;br /&gt;I guess so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Mainichi… ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which,&lt;br /&gt;I’m very curious about whether that fella mind me to hold hands with.&lt;br /&gt;I sms’ed like this (Of course I took out all the not important details)&lt;br /&gt;“Hey, do you mind if I hold hands?”&lt;br /&gt;Immediately, I got the reply…&lt;br /&gt;“With who?”&lt;br /&gt;Huh… I was sleeping already… (I expect no reply…)&lt;br /&gt;“With you la who else!”&lt;br /&gt;“Why should I mind?&lt;br /&gt;Wei, you actually want more is it?&lt;br /&gt;If not why Kou ask so?&lt;br /&gt;Well, when I say I don’t mind I mean it.”&lt;br /&gt;The next thing I do, is to phone, and said.&lt;br /&gt;“Kou is just kidding la. Don’t take it serious!”&lt;br /&gt;But then, I was asked back.&lt;br /&gt;“Even though it's a joke, don't you want it?”&lt;br /&gt;Well, of course I wanted it!!!&lt;br /&gt;Who the heck do not want a kiss from their loved one?!&lt;br /&gt;=w=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...&lt;br /&gt;Want is want...&lt;br /&gt;Whether you can do it, it's still a problem.&lt;br /&gt;“What 'can do it'? If you really want, I'm fine with it.”&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, you're fine with it.&lt;br /&gt;But... I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;When I knew that I'm allowed to, I'm happy.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, it felt different.&lt;br /&gt;I just can't allow myself to do this.&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's because that fella is not serious?&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe that fella think that is serious enough,&lt;br /&gt;But it's not, actually.&lt;br /&gt;To me, that fella is just half-experimenting.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that's why I chose to be in a distance.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that's why I chose to not think of those stuffs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the funny thing about us is that...&lt;br /&gt;We actually talked about what will happen to us in the future.&lt;br /&gt;Owo&lt;br /&gt;I know.&lt;br /&gt;It's weird.&lt;br /&gt;And...&lt;br /&gt;The conversation and discussion is weird, too...&lt;br /&gt;I even told that fella 'bout the stuffs of my family...&lt;br /&gt;(Hmm… Those stuffs I’ve noted in the blog.)&lt;br /&gt;And...&lt;br /&gt;Talked until midnight 1a.m...&lt;br /&gt;=w=&lt;br /&gt;Uhuh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So damn tired the next day…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Kyou: 11/8 ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then today…&lt;br /&gt;I ponteng my class alongside with that fella,&lt;br /&gt;In my empty class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the outside, we looked like we’re discussing about club stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;But in the inside, we’re actually talking about…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What the stuffs that you don’t eat?”&lt;br /&gt;“Ello miss, the stuffs I don’t eat are a lot okay?”&lt;br /&gt;“I know. Okay la. Then… What’re the stuffs you eat?”&lt;br /&gt;“Erm… Ahaha… Think a lil’, those I eat are a lot too…”&lt;br /&gt;=w= What the… Okay…?&lt;br /&gt;“Hmm… I eat… Maybe… Prawns? Ahh, prawns are good~&lt;br /&gt;You peel the shells, and eat it like that, it’s really good~”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time that fella mentioned prawn, I’ve already write it down.&lt;br /&gt;The procedure of how to prepare the prawn, I’ve also written down.&lt;br /&gt;Every words and every important details, I did not missed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since when I’m so fond of cooking?&lt;br /&gt;Well…&lt;br /&gt;As soon as I knew that that fella likes the Cold Soba I made,&lt;br /&gt;I have this thought of:&lt;br /&gt;“Okay, I’m going to make for that fella everyday.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps… I’m really fond of that fella.&lt;br /&gt;And that’s why… I did so much about it…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, I was asked.&lt;br /&gt;“Actually… Why do you want to do so much?&lt;br /&gt;Why do you want to go through all the troubles?”&lt;br /&gt;“Hmm? Just… For fun?”&lt;br /&gt;For fun, is not an answer, actually…&lt;br /&gt;“I did it just for you.”&lt;br /&gt;This is my true answer.&lt;br /&gt;But… I don’t know why, I just twist my answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm…&lt;br /&gt;Can’t I be straightforward towards that fella?&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know…&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, I’m still afraid.&lt;br /&gt;Afraid of that fella, afraid of myself.&lt;br /&gt;Or…&lt;br /&gt;Hmm…&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it’s because the environment doesn’t allow me to be straightforward?&lt;br /&gt;Just because…&lt;br /&gt;There’s a lot of students around there when I’m being asked?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm…&lt;br /&gt;Maybe…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still…&lt;br /&gt;I can’t help but thinking…&lt;br /&gt;Am I worthy to be alongside that fella?&lt;br /&gt;Can I protect that fella?&lt;br /&gt;Does that fella liked me back?&lt;br /&gt;Or just being “coorperative” with me, play this “game” with me?&lt;br /&gt;Or…&lt;br /&gt;That fella just don’t mind me at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz…&lt;br /&gt;I really do not know…&lt;br /&gt;I’m so damn blurred…&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps someone around me can give me the answer.&lt;br /&gt;If they knew who that fella is,&lt;br /&gt;If they knew all about that fella,&lt;br /&gt;If they knew the whole situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the point is, no one knows about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So no one can give me the answer.&lt;br /&gt;No one but that fella.&lt;br /&gt;No, I don’t think that fella even know what self is thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I’m alone again.&lt;br /&gt;To think this by my own self…&lt;br /&gt;Although it’s a good thing, somehow…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not going to sleep tonight…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But…&lt;br /&gt;At least I can phone that fella?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, peace out for now~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&gt; Nee, Shitteru?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Genre: &lt;/span&gt;Pop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tone:&lt;/span&gt; Kinda sour-ish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Theme:&lt;/span&gt; Confused love???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Instruments: &lt;/span&gt;Electric Guitar, Drum, Bass, Keyboard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vocal: &lt;/span&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ねえ、知ってる？&lt;br /&gt;貴方の事をどんな好きで？&lt;br /&gt;何時までも&lt;br /&gt;貴方の事を考えて&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;朝から夜に&lt;br /&gt;何処までも貴方の事を&lt;br /&gt;あたしの心にずっと考えて&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今、貴方を会いたいよ&lt;br /&gt;貴方と一緒欲しいよ&lt;br /&gt;こんな近くでも&lt;br /&gt;如何して遠い見たいの？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;何故、一緒に駄目だよ？&lt;br /&gt;まだ恋人じゃないの？&lt;br /&gt;訊ねる欲しいよ&lt;br /&gt;でも怖かったよ&lt;br /&gt;ねえ、知ってる？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ねえ、知ってる？&lt;br /&gt;貴方の事をどんな気にって？&lt;br /&gt;何処までも&lt;br /&gt;あたしだけと一緒欲しいよ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;多分嫉妬でしょ？&lt;br /&gt;貴方とあたし以外の人一緒&lt;br /&gt;だってその時あたし不安に感じた&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今、あたし達の関係は&lt;br /&gt;一体何だろうか？&lt;br /&gt;こんな近くでも&lt;br /&gt;まだ遠い見たいよ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;何故、説明に駄目だよ？&lt;br /&gt;あたし本とに知らないよ&lt;br /&gt;あと少しの日々&lt;br /&gt;もう時間ないだよ&lt;br /&gt;ねえ、知ってる？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ねえ、あたしの言葉は&lt;br /&gt;届けたい出きるか？&lt;br /&gt;その時貴方の&lt;br /&gt;答え何だろうか？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今、貴方を会いたいよ&lt;br /&gt;貴方と一緒欲しいよ&lt;br /&gt;こんな近くでも&lt;br /&gt;如何して遠い見たいの？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;何故、一緒に駄目だよ？&lt;br /&gt;まだ恋人じゃないの？&lt;br /&gt;訊ねる欲しいよ&lt;br /&gt;でも怖かったよ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今、あたし達の関係は&lt;br /&gt;一体何だろうか？&lt;br /&gt;こんな近くでも&lt;br /&gt;まだ遠い見たいよ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;何故、説明に駄目だよ？&lt;br /&gt;あたし本とに知らないよ&lt;br /&gt;あと少しの日々&lt;br /&gt;もう時間ないだよ&lt;br /&gt;ねえ、知ってる？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ねえ、知ってる？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;あたしの思いを&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ねえ、知ってる？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779448768385969107-7941298738715798220?l=marumarumawaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/feeds/7941298738715798220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/08/aries.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/7941298738715798220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/7941298738715798220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/08/aries.html' title=':: 今週のAries – 嬉しい ::'/><author><name>HenkaMukyuuAries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00512084160520779383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TOdN7o95DBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/wXoUQW9jzx0/S220/DSC02639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779448768385969107.post-6494044010728295604</id><published>2009-08-10T14:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T16:24:39.843+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pride of glory'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mizuki nana'/><title type='text'>:: 気持ち最大悪いAries Part 4 ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Insert: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pride of Glory (by Mizuki Nana)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Kay. I really hate my family. My parents. My siblings.&lt;br /&gt;All of them&lt;br /&gt;Hate.&lt;br /&gt;Hate.&lt;br /&gt;Hate.&lt;br /&gt;Nikui.&lt;br /&gt;Kirai.&lt;br /&gt;Koroshitai.&lt;br /&gt;Nani mo nai.&lt;br /&gt;Tada atashi hitori.&lt;br /&gt;Every and each of them are tricksters.&lt;br /&gt;Hate.&lt;br /&gt;Hate.&lt;br /&gt;Hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I hate them?&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my good-for-nothing sis-in-law,&lt;br /&gt;As she’s going to give birth to a niece or a nephew,&lt;br /&gt;I’m going to be force out from this big room,&lt;br /&gt;Where I can originally planned this place out from my blueprint.&lt;br /&gt;But now, my hopes are all gone.&lt;br /&gt;My damned parents – no,&lt;br /&gt;To be exact, my mom.&lt;br /&gt;Her determination of letting my bro into this big room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where can I live from now on?&lt;br /&gt;That wretched place of his.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, fine.&lt;br /&gt;Since I’m able to use the internet for days and weeks without his damned permission anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no.&lt;br /&gt;That’s not the point.&lt;br /&gt;What about my stuffs?&lt;br /&gt;My books, and equipments, my keyboard, my clothes?&lt;br /&gt;Heck, I have no place to put ‘em anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Where will they go?&lt;br /&gt;80%, the storeroom.&lt;br /&gt;Great. Very, great.&lt;br /&gt;My mangas.&lt;br /&gt;My reference.&lt;br /&gt;My music books.&lt;br /&gt;All gone into the storeroom.&lt;br /&gt;Then, my future drum set?&lt;br /&gt;Gone, too.&lt;br /&gt;Not enough space, as said.&lt;br /&gt;So how?&lt;br /&gt;Can I move out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Wah, you got wings already la?&lt;br /&gt;Can fly already la?”&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so how?!&lt;br /&gt;What’s wrong with that?!&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a damned problem?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, let’s say.&lt;br /&gt;I have the money problem.&lt;br /&gt;Dude, I can do part times!&lt;br /&gt;I’m not a damn kid anymore!&lt;br /&gt;Then, food problem, you say?&lt;br /&gt;Heck, I can cook that good-for-nothing Soba by myself!&lt;br /&gt;Just for once of failure!&lt;br /&gt;What’s next? Cleaning?&lt;br /&gt;Hell, I can clean it myself.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t need you to do it for me.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t care if it’s only me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I JUST WANT TO BE DAMNED ALONE FROM YOU ALL!!!&lt;br /&gt;FOR GODDESS SAKE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, what I’m going to study?&lt;br /&gt;Music.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, fine.&lt;br /&gt;Teacher suggested me to study here first before going elsewhere,&lt;br /&gt;Then since I’m going to study arrangements and composings,&lt;br /&gt;He suggested me to take that piano up to my room,&lt;br /&gt;And learn the drums.&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;Nonono.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Because I’m going to give out my big room, and I do not have space anymore.&lt;br /&gt;And if that’s not the main reason, then this is:&lt;br /&gt;“The piano is hard to carry up! We need to hire pros.”&lt;br /&gt;Then hire la dammit!!!&lt;br /&gt;If you do not want to give up a single penny, then fine.&lt;br /&gt;I’ll do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when I’ve loss my RM63+- to pay up for that damned broken bottle,&lt;br /&gt;Even when I’ve given up my RM900 for that bass,&lt;br /&gt;I’m still willing to hiring people to get that piano up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO THAT I DON’T NEED TO SEE YOUR DAMNED FACE,&lt;br /&gt;EVERYTIME I PLAY.&lt;br /&gt;SO THAT I DON’T NEED YOUR DAMNED PERMISSION,&lt;br /&gt;EVERYTIME I PLAY.&lt;br /&gt;SO THAT I DON’T NEED TO HOLD BACK,&lt;br /&gt;EVERYTIME I PLAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that I can be alone.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the main reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, my mum was like making a big fuss.&lt;br /&gt;“Study music, so troublesome.&lt;br /&gt;Need to buy this buy that.&lt;br /&gt;Do this do that.&lt;br /&gt;Your brother and sister don’t even need all of these!&lt;br /&gt;Just go and study accounts then can already!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, right!&lt;br /&gt;Then why on the first place you put me for taking piano courses?&lt;br /&gt;Then why on the first place you wanted me to be a musician?&lt;br /&gt;A music teacher?&lt;br /&gt;Blah, blah, blah?!&lt;br /&gt;Then when I want to be in econ classes, you’re making another fuss?!&lt;br /&gt;And now, thanks to that I’m good in accounting,&lt;br /&gt;you want me to take accounting?!&lt;br /&gt;So that I can help the family out?!&lt;br /&gt;By when I decided to study fully in music?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be exact, from the beginning…&lt;br /&gt;YOU SHOULDN’T HAVE INTERFERE IN WHATEVER I WANTED.&lt;br /&gt;YOU SHOULDN’T HAVE INFLUENCE IN WHATEVER I LIKED.&lt;br /&gt;YOU SHOULDN’T HAVE DONE ALL OF THOSE.&lt;br /&gt;AND MADE ME WHAT I AM NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thanks to your overprotective,&lt;br /&gt;You made me what you can’t believe now.&lt;br /&gt;A useless human, who can’t do housechores, who can’t cook,&lt;br /&gt;Who can do nothing but making a fuss.&lt;br /&gt;Who’s fault is that to blame?&lt;br /&gt;Who’s responsible when they restrict the person to do so?&lt;br /&gt;Who’s the wrong over here?&lt;br /&gt;Why can’t you be a lil’ open up and let me do whatever I wanted?&lt;br /&gt;But not whatever YOU wanted?&lt;br /&gt;Why can’t you do that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;No one, none parents, in this world, would do so.&lt;br /&gt;They would try to restrict, and force their child to do else stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;There’s no such parent that could even 100% understood their children.&lt;br /&gt;No, and never.&lt;br /&gt;Trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE THEY JUST LIKE TO CONTROL.&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE THEY JUST LIKE TO MAKE THEIR DREAMS COME TRUE.&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE OF THEIR DAMNED STYLE OF LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE THEY JUST BELIEVE IN THEMSELVES.&lt;br /&gt;NOT THEIR CHILD.&lt;br /&gt;NOT THE TEACHERS.&lt;br /&gt;NOT THE PROS.&lt;br /&gt;NOT THE TRUTH.&lt;br /&gt;BUT ONLY THEM AND ONLY THEMSELVES.&lt;br /&gt;AND THEY DO NOT THINK OF THE TRUE SEQUENCES,&lt;br /&gt;OF WHAT THEY'RE DOING,&lt;br /&gt;TOWARDS US.&lt;br /&gt;TOWARDS THEIR CHILD.&lt;br /&gt;AND WHAT’S GOING TO BE OF THEIR CHILD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, and never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, get a damned life!&lt;br /&gt;You’ll be absolutely okay without me, right?&lt;br /&gt;Why should you even care for it?&lt;br /&gt;I don’t care about you anyway?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell, don’t interfere with my life!!&lt;br /&gt;How I will become is all my doing, not yours!&lt;br /&gt;I don’t need your help.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t need explain to you.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t need YOU.&lt;br /&gt;Just GDFDGTHD!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet.&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand up against them.&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell them how much I hate them.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I'm kind.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I'm just a good kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know the main reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a coward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew that all along.&lt;br /&gt;And that's why, I just chose to remain silence.&lt;br /&gt;Even though they said the wrong thing,&lt;br /&gt;Even though they misunderstood my true intention,&lt;br /&gt;Even though they assumed that I'm like that,&lt;br /&gt;Even though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I nothing like that at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, I remain silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, they would scold me for remain silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then how 'bout I talk back towards them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They would scold even much.&lt;br /&gt;And they would say...&lt;br /&gt;“你越长越大，越来越不礼貌。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's how you see me eh?&lt;br /&gt;No matter how much I follow what you told me to do eh?&lt;br /&gt;And so I did.&lt;br /&gt;And this is what I get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good.&lt;br /&gt;Perfectly good.&lt;br /&gt;I can still remember that day when my sister said this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“你没有立场说话。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh.&lt;br /&gt;Then I wished to say.&lt;br /&gt;If I'm not in the position to talk,&lt;br /&gt;Then what is your position to say about me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I did not say a word.&lt;br /&gt;Just because I'm afraid...&lt;br /&gt;Or perhaps, I just don't feel like talking back to these idiots...&lt;br /&gt;Because they just won't understand a single thing that I said.&lt;br /&gt;Because they just won't consider whatever that I've said.&lt;br /&gt;Because they just won't LISTEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, again, I remain silence.&lt;br /&gt;They said silence is bliss.&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least my friends said that &gt;w&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, I will remain silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when they asked of me, I will not say a word.&lt;br /&gt;Until they really forced me to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I will say a lil'.&lt;br /&gt;The me lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I've grew with some courage inside of me.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Kou and Yuki, perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;Since they encourage me to talk? =w=&lt;br /&gt;Uhuh...&lt;br /&gt;Or perhaps not.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I'm just... Rebellious since I am born to this world.&lt;br /&gt;But I just don't have the opportunity to talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;Either way, I'm just dislike this family.&lt;br /&gt;More to the level of HATE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew...&lt;br /&gt;I talked a lot.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I wrote a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, it's not the end of the story.&lt;br /&gt;Behind this wretched family that I'm born into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out at the moment...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779448768385969107-6494044010728295604?l=marumarumawaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/feeds/6494044010728295604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/08/aries-part-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/6494044010728295604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/6494044010728295604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/08/aries-part-4.html' title=':: 気持ち最大悪いAries Part 4 ::'/><author><name>HenkaMukyuuAries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00512084160520779383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TOdN7o95DBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/wXoUQW9jzx0/S220/DSC02639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779448768385969107.post-3345991059471468441</id><published>2009-07-28T21:25:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T14:53:50.140+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tagged'/><title type='text'>:: TAGGED Aries Part 13 ::</title><content type='html'>Answer everything spontaneously. Don't strain your brain too much. Answer as you like, as long as your answers are honest and true.&lt;br /&gt;(Some/Most questions require extensive movie knowledge or admiration.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE: If you REALLY are an idiot in movies, think of Animations. Like me. =w=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. People think you are_____.&lt;br /&gt;- weird. Too many things to be weird of, don't ask why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Among the people you are friends with, you are______.&lt;br /&gt;- happy. I don't feel alone like that. But sometimes, I'm sad, because they ignored me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. When you go out, the main thing you do is______.&lt;br /&gt;- to be happy. I don't care what's the main objective of going out, but I'm going to be happy no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. As an individual, you believe that_______.&lt;br /&gt;- rules do not mean justice. If rules meant justice, then the world is not as hectic as it is now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. When you were a little child, you thought______.&lt;br /&gt;- I can be someone in the movie. Gods will appear any time by now. A lot and alot of crazy stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. The more you think of it, the more you think that_______.&lt;br /&gt;- Doomsday might come in 2012 if we continue our lives like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. However you try, you can't forget______.&lt;br /&gt;- the one I love and loved before. The fact that I belong to this family. All the songs in my mind!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. The thing you wish you could have is______.&lt;br /&gt;- a good set of drum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. The thing you wish would happen to you from a movie is______.&lt;br /&gt;- Friends gather around and drink afternoon tea in the musical room. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Your ideal iconic horror movie boy/girlfriend would be_______.&lt;br /&gt;- Enma Ai... if you think she really would be your girlfriend. -w-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. The character you would want to have as your father is_______.&lt;br /&gt;- Ichigo's dad. He's really good in a certain way. And he's a Shinigami XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. If you had to swap places with a movie character of the opposite gender, it would be_______.&lt;br /&gt;- Negi Springfield!!! I want to teach in Mahora Gakuen too!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. If you could steal a character's kissing scene, whose would it be?&lt;br /&gt;- Setsuna and Konoka's! Either one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. The movie battle you wish you could take part in would be_______.&lt;br /&gt;- The battle where the normal students are battling the robots during the school fest in Negima!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Which physical anomaly from a movie character would you want to have?&lt;br /&gt;- Erm... Vincent's eyes, Tifa's body, and Yuffie's hair. You should know where they're all from XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Among the songs you have heard in movies, which would you say best relate to your life right now? (Maximum 10)&lt;br /&gt;- Don't Say 'Lazy' (K-On)&lt;br /&gt;- Watashi no Koi wa HOCCHIKISU (K-On)&lt;br /&gt;- Bravin' Bad Brew (Venus Versus Virus)&lt;br /&gt;- Sad Rain (Blassreiter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Why?&lt;br /&gt;- I'm just so crazy~&lt;br /&gt;- I'm writing lyrics just for that person.&lt;br /&gt;- I'm in the dark, and I'm finding a light.&lt;br /&gt;- I'm like a stranger, and everything to me is a stranger too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. I think that among the people I know right now__________.&lt;br /&gt;- will going to be gone from my circle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Movies are full of failed romances. What is your advice to people you know personally that have connections to romance?&lt;br /&gt;- Do not simply give up!&lt;br /&gt;- Forget the old one if the new one is better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. If you could have one moment from any movie or show on television in real life, it would be_________.&lt;br /&gt;- the scene when Mio is tripping from the stage... Heheheh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. If you could spend a whole day with a movie character, who would it be?&lt;br /&gt;- KaiserGreymon!!! My favorite Digimon character!!! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. If you could have your name in a movie title, it would be_________.&lt;br /&gt;- K-On: Aries Tanjou!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Which character(s) do you think could relate to you the best?&lt;br /&gt;- Ritsu (K-On), about everything of her, except for having a childhood friend like Mio... &gt;w&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Comparing people you know with movie characters, who would they be?&lt;br /&gt;- I'm Ritsu, fooling around with Yui (Kou), making Mio (Yuki) angry, and Tomoyo/Tsumugi [G-Gattai?!?!] (Shirly) will be in the other side taking pictures/videotaping/stalking us. Sakura (Joy) will be blurred in the mean time, and suddenly, Russel Peters (Niro) will come out and make some jokes and maybe some certain Pokemon will appear... @w@ Wow, it's hectic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Quoting a movie character, what would you say to prove your recent point?&lt;br /&gt;- "No matter what happened, never give up until the end," ...I kinda forgot who said so... &gt;w&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Of all the horror movies you've watched, choose a mode of deadly torture for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;- Huh... Maybe... Not sure... Any torture from Jigoku Shoujo looks deadly to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Choose a character from a movie that you haven't watched in a long time that you like, even if he/she is bad. If you had to choose, what feature of him/her would you prefer on your body?&lt;br /&gt;- Chikane's body features~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Ask someone to choose a movie at random. Ask a friend to help put yourself and some people you know into the shoes of the main characters. Or do it randomly. All that matters is that YOU have to be the main character. Who is who?&lt;br /&gt;- Sailormoon Super S (OMG!!!)&lt;br /&gt;Me - Moon&lt;br /&gt;Kou - Mercury&lt;br /&gt;Yuki - Mars&lt;br /&gt;Shirly - Venus&lt;br /&gt;Sora - Jupiter&lt;br /&gt;Yagami - Uranus&lt;br /&gt;Amaya - Neptune&lt;br /&gt;Niro - Chibi Moon&lt;br /&gt;Gurei - Saturn&lt;br /&gt;Griffon - Tuxedo Mask&lt;br /&gt;Harry - Pegasus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. How would you change the ending of that movie once you and your friends are the characters, to the extent that the outcome is completely different and illogical?&lt;br /&gt;- Heck, Mars will dominate Moon, and together they will rule the world. Tuxedo will be continuing “protecting” (AKA stalking) Moon, and try to get her out from Mars’ domination. Pegasus will be drinking milo and playing Sudden Attack with Chibi Moon, which later developed the amazing “Suddenly, Milo Attacks!” game out from nothing. Venus will be flying all around the world, dump and being dumped by guys, telling her stories in her blog. Jupiter will become the president of the top company. Mercury will be beside Jupiter, keeping her entertained with K-On jokes. Uranus and Nepture opened a small Sushi stall beside the road, and are happily ever after. Gurei will be pursueing her dreams in becoming the first actress, forgetting her destiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. What would your message to your favourite movie character be?&lt;br /&gt;- Chikane, your sacrifice to Himeko will not be wasted. Both of you will be together for eternality! And, I just hope that I will gain the same love too... From... Haiz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779448768385969107-3345991059471468441?l=marumarumawaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/feeds/3345991059471468441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/07/tagged-aries-part-13.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/3345991059471468441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/3345991059471468441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/07/tagged-aries-part-13.html' title=':: TAGGED Aries Part 13 ::'/><author><name>HenkaMukyuuAries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00512084160520779383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TOdN7o95DBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/wXoUQW9jzx0/S220/DSC02639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779448768385969107.post-316104222708382999</id><published>2009-07-23T14:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T13:30:22.108+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tagged'/><title type='text'>:: TAGGED Part 12 ::</title><content type='html'>Secrets about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Be honest no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;If I tag you, you have to Finish It.&lt;br /&gt;- Anyone who reads this~ XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) Have you ever been asked out?&lt;br /&gt;- Err... I think so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) Where was your default picture taken?&lt;br /&gt;- Erm... What's a default pic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) What's your middle name?&lt;br /&gt;- I don't have one? Oh wait. I have. It's Yen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.) Your current relationship status?&lt;br /&gt;- Ehhh... Eheheh... I'm not quite sure... But I'm attached, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.) Does your crush like you back?&lt;br /&gt;- Like said, I'm not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.) What is your current mood?&lt;br /&gt;- Okay la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.) What color of underwear are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;- Black, now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.) What color shirt are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;- White shirt with sky blue pinafore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.) Missing something?&lt;br /&gt;- Err... Goshujin-sama?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.) If you could go back in time and change something, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;- Erm... Huh? No gua...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.) If you must be an animal for one day, what?&lt;br /&gt;- Cat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.) Ever have a near death experience?&lt;br /&gt;- I don't think so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.) Something you do alot?&lt;br /&gt;- Sing~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.) The song stuck in your head?&lt;br /&gt;- Watashi no Koi wa HOCCHI KISSU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.) Who did you copy and paste this from?&lt;br /&gt;- Cal's blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.) Name someone with the same birthday as you?&lt;br /&gt;- I don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.) When was the last time you cried?&lt;br /&gt;- Erm... I think... It's... Hmm... Forgotten XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.) Have you ever sung in front of a large audience?&lt;br /&gt;- Yaya~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.) If you could have one super power what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;- Immortality~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.) What's the first thing you notice about the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;- Erm... Hair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.) What do you usually order from starbucks?&lt;br /&gt;- Err... Something that's not coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.) What's your biggest secret?&lt;br /&gt;- Hmmm... I'm not quite sure... Depends what's that "biggest" refer to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.) Favorite color?&lt;br /&gt;- Crimson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.) Do you still watch kiddie movie or tv shows?&lt;br /&gt;- Erm... Tom and Jerry is kiddie movie, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.) What's on your wall?&lt;br /&gt;- Light yellow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26.) What are you?&lt;br /&gt;- Human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27.) Do you speak any other language?&lt;br /&gt;- Japanese, Chinese, English, Malay, and... No more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28.) What's your favorite smell?&lt;br /&gt;- Flower? Tea? Not sure... Ah! Food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29.) Describe your life in one word.&lt;br /&gt;- Weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30.) Have you ever kissed in the rain?&lt;br /&gt;- No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31.) What are you thinking about right now?&lt;br /&gt;- I'm suffocating from my flu now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33.) What should you be doing?&lt;br /&gt;- Ack! Download the stuffs! SHIT! [BRB]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34.) Who was the last person who make you upset/ angry?&lt;br /&gt;- Hmm... My mom. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35.) How often do you talk to God?&lt;br /&gt;- Har? Talk to god? I don't talk, I pray when time needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36.) Do you like working in the yard?&lt;br /&gt;- Ehh... What's a yard? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37.) If you could have any last name in the world, what would you want?&lt;br /&gt;- Huh. Obviously, it'll be Akira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38.) Do you act differently around the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;- Yeah, I guess? People said that I'm very obvious...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39.) What is your natural hair color?&lt;br /&gt;- Black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40.) Who was the last person who make you cry?&lt;br /&gt;- Erm... I forgot... I think it's... My goshujin-sama?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779448768385969107-316104222708382999?l=marumarumawaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/feeds/316104222708382999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/07/tagged-part-12.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/316104222708382999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/316104222708382999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/07/tagged-part-12.html' title=':: TAGGED Part 12 ::'/><author><name>HenkaMukyuuAries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00512084160520779383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TOdN7o95DBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/wXoUQW9jzx0/S220/DSC02639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779448768385969107.post-4658585136553797950</id><published>2009-07-20T16:43:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T14:38:39.326+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tagged'/><title type='text'>:: TAGGED Aries Part 11::</title><content type='html'>Tag For The Future&lt;br /&gt;(This thing won't dwell on the past, and will be mainly about now and later. Answer truthfully for the best results. Seriously, since people you know are gonna read and do this thing.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What is the main thing you want right now?&lt;br /&gt;A date?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What must you do before you die?&lt;br /&gt;Happily with my goshujin-sama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What is the thing you could never imagine yourself doing in the future?&lt;br /&gt;Beggar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Name three people you think/hope/assume will die before you.&lt;br /&gt;- Radiah&lt;br /&gt;- Puah&lt;br /&gt;- Chua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. When do you estimate you will get married and start a family?&lt;br /&gt;Huh... Err... I think... 30?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If all else fails, what do you see yourself doing for a living?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... An accountant, I guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Who do you never want to be?&lt;br /&gt;A beggar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Who do you want to outdo in your lifetime?&lt;br /&gt;My family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. How do you intend to achieve your goals? (Aside from normal methods)&lt;br /&gt;Make a scheme, win some bets, pick some fights, who knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. If all goes according to plan, how will you spend your retirement years?&lt;br /&gt;Japan, of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What must you personally have to have a happy life?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... Atashi no goshujin-sama?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. From the way you are now, what must you change within the next five years to be the way you want?&lt;br /&gt;Err... Learn more about music, win some competitions... Hmm... Gain more money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. How do you envision your death?&lt;br /&gt;Die by sickness, I guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Within this year, what do you believe you must do to build a successful future?&lt;br /&gt;Err... Study more music, learn Japanese, get straight A's in SPM, erm... What else? I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Who would you kill to make the world a better place?&lt;br /&gt;Those fools who smokes, those fools who make smokes, and those fools who had that in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What do you want for your wedding, and what do you want for your funeral?&lt;br /&gt;Wedding - In a pure white church with glasses, have a lot of food, and wearing a... hmm... Maybe something that my loved one wanted?&lt;br /&gt;Funeral - Hmm... I don't really mind it. So just burn my body and 撒 my ashes by the mountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Do you think you will be as close with your group of friends within 10 years?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe? Who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What will your first acts as a legal adult be?&lt;br /&gt;Drive a car damn it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. From past experiences, what will make you love someone enough to be together?&lt;br /&gt;Erm... Dunno? I really don't know. But I just love that someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. If you love someone right now, how long do you think you will love them?&lt;br /&gt;For the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PICK 7 PEOPLE TO BE INVOLVED WITH YOU.&lt;br /&gt;(Names must be written in alternating order, as in girl, boy, girl, boy or vice versa)&lt;br /&gt;(THESE PEOPLE ARE TAGGED TO DO THIS. DO IT IF YOU CAN.....)&lt;br /&gt;1. Yuki&lt;br /&gt;2. Kou&lt;br /&gt;3. Sora&lt;br /&gt;4. Griffon&lt;br /&gt;5. Tako&lt;br /&gt;6. Ken&lt;br /&gt;7. Joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR QUESTIONS ARE:&lt;br /&gt;1. Has 2 ever decieved you? (Kou)&lt;br /&gt;Err... I think so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Will 6 and 7 ever meet? (Ken and Joy)&lt;br /&gt;I think they met each other, but never knew who each other was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What do 4 and 5 have in common? (Griffon and Tako)&lt;br /&gt;Err... They know how to speak in Japanese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do 2 and 7 have similar views of you? (Kou and Joy)&lt;br /&gt;Kinda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What do 1 and you have planned in the near future? (Yuki)&lt;br /&gt;Eheheheh~  Can't tell~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Have 3, 6, 7 and you ever agreed on something? (Sora, Ken, Joy)&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... I don't think so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. From best to worst, arrange them in order of who treats you the best. (From overall experience)&lt;br /&gt;7, 4, 1, 5, 2, 3, 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. From most to least, arrange them in order of who is on your mind the most.&lt;br /&gt;1, 2, 5, 7, 4, 3, 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. From highest to lowest, arrange them in order of who has the highest chance of achieving their goal.&lt;br /&gt;7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 (WTF?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. From most to least, arrange them in order of who is most compatible with you.&lt;br /&gt;1 &amp;amp; 4 (both first place), 5, 3, 2, 6, 7 (What the hell kind of question is this?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1, 5 &amp;amp; 2, 7, 6, 4, 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. From least to most, arrange them in order of who has done the least to piss you off. (EVER)&lt;br /&gt;4, 7, 2 &amp;amp; 5, 1, 3, 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Which film characters would you compare them all to? (What the hell.....)&lt;br /&gt;[I don't watch films, so can I relate them to animations?]&lt;br /&gt;1. Yuki - Mio from K-On!!!&lt;br /&gt;2. Kou - Yui from K-On!!!&lt;br /&gt;3. Sora - Err... I think... Misora from Negima!&lt;br /&gt;4. Griffon - The mustache guy from School Rumble?&lt;br /&gt;5. Tako - Tomoyo from CCS&lt;br /&gt;6. Ken - Junpei from Digimon Frontier&lt;br /&gt;7. Joy - Sakura from CCS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. If you had to spend twenty days isolated on an island with a person of the opposite gender, which of them would it be and why?&lt;br /&gt;2, because he can cook, he knows how to survive, and we can tolerate each other, and he doesn't mind me just like I don't mind him, and... Well, he's just the best choice. My best friend that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Among the girls, what was the best memory you had with one of them?&lt;br /&gt;1, and I can't tell. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Among the boys, what is the most outrageous thing you can think of doing with one of them? (Preferably something that hasn't happened)&lt;br /&gt;Errrrrr................ Seeing each other's body with 2?!?! OMG!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Why would you be a fan of each of them?&lt;br /&gt;1 - Eheheheh~ Can't tell~&lt;br /&gt;2 - He's funny!!&lt;br /&gt;3 - She's cool in language!&lt;br /&gt;4 - He's good in piano...&lt;br /&gt;5 - She's very in.&lt;br /&gt;6 - He can sing so well~&lt;br /&gt;7 - She's the best designer!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. If all these people were in a room alone, what would someone who didn't knew them think as a first impression.&lt;br /&gt;You - Who's there? What's there? Huh? A kid?&lt;br /&gt;1 - OMG... IT'S A VAMPIRE!!!! AHHHHH!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;2 - OMG, it's L!!!!! I wanna take picture with him!!!&lt;br /&gt;3 - What is she? A chinese? A Malay? Huh?&lt;br /&gt;4 - Woah... Nerd.&lt;br /&gt;5 - Eh? Is she a super model or something?&lt;br /&gt;6 - OMG, what muscle is that on such fat body?&lt;br /&gt;7 - Waaaah!!! Don't hug me! I'm not your mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Do you see yourself being together with anyone from 1 - 7?&lt;br /&gt;Erm... Ehh... Hahaha~ Can't tell~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What advice would you give them in questions of relationships?&lt;br /&gt;Always trust in your partner and love your partner. If they don't love you, leave them at once to prevent more scars in your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What will make you remember them?&lt;br /&gt;1 - Everything. Especially her eccentricness.&lt;br /&gt;2 - Everything. Especially his funny actions.&lt;br /&gt;3 - Her mastery of language.&lt;br /&gt;4 - His piano skills, and as my so-called otoutou.&lt;br /&gt;5 - My best friends, even after a long while, she's still my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;6 - His singing skills.&lt;br /&gt;7 - My most lovely cousin. Never will forget- No, she will make me remember by finding me from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR CLOSING STATEMENT- Ehhh... The questions are quite good... But why the hell I should do it? Hmm... I'm weird...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779448768385969107-4658585136553797950?l=marumarumawaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/feeds/4658585136553797950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/07/tagged-aries-part-11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/4658585136553797950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/4658585136553797950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/07/tagged-aries-part-11.html' title=':: TAGGED Aries Part 11::'/><author><name>HenkaMukyuuAries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00512084160520779383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TOdN7o95DBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/wXoUQW9jzx0/S220/DSC02639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779448768385969107.post-7895409176582713418</id><published>2009-07-20T16:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T16:50:46.521+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singing comp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bon odori'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>:: 嬉しいAries Part 6 ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Insert: &lt;/span&gt;Ai TA Kokoro (by UVERworld)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHHHHHHHH YEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH~~~&lt;br /&gt;SINGING COMPETITION BANZAI~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;BON ODORI BANZAI~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;MWAHAHAHAHA~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 July, will be one of my best day ever…&lt;br /&gt;If it wasn’t because of the business before going to Bon Odori,&lt;br /&gt;And returning to the school…&lt;br /&gt;It is really, really, my best day EVER!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened that day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, in the morning, it’s the singing competition.&lt;br /&gt;Alex sang better than usual that day,&lt;br /&gt;Except for the last part.&lt;br /&gt;But it’s okay, at least most of the pitching is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then… The happiest thing ever…&lt;br /&gt;BOTH OF MY SOLO AND DUET ENTERED FINAL!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;MWAHAHAHAHAHA~~~&lt;br /&gt;When Yuki asked, she said, “果然会进了的啦。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow… Sounds like my performance that day really IS good.&lt;br /&gt;Mwahahahaha~&lt;br /&gt;But not good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first part of my solo wasn’t good enough.&lt;br /&gt;The emotion in the chorus part wasn’t good enough too.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm…&lt;br /&gt;I really need to take some time out to practise kao kao…&lt;br /&gt;Especially the duet song…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex~ Can you make it or not!? XO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the competition, it’s the class photo session.&lt;br /&gt;Heck, I don’t really like these kind of stuffs…&lt;br /&gt;Whatever la.&lt;br /&gt;I take 2 or 3 photo then ciao liao.&lt;br /&gt;I really don’t feel like taking anymore…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back to home with Shirly,&lt;br /&gt;We quickly change and prepare for…&lt;br /&gt;BON ODORI!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it wasn’t as fun as I thought…&lt;br /&gt;Because I’m the organizer for the bus =w=&lt;br /&gt;I need to ensure everyone is on then we baru can go.&lt;br /&gt;So… Well… Haiz…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Rin didn’t manage to go that day,&lt;br /&gt;And I can’t even call her phone.&lt;br /&gt;Geh…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Yuki, and Amaya were busying around…&lt;br /&gt;Ticking names, taking down their phone numbers…&lt;br /&gt;Blah blah blah…&lt;br /&gt;I was yelling all the while, and running around…&lt;br /&gt;Asking those people whether they’re following us.&lt;br /&gt;Heck, I really need a list too…&lt;br /&gt;Haiz…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, when we got all of them up,&lt;br /&gt;Pn. Lim is not there yet.&lt;br /&gt;OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But lucikly at the end she arrived. XD&lt;br /&gt;And I got scolded by her when we arrived the stadium...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I felt happy.&lt;br /&gt;Because I get to sit with that fella.&lt;br /&gt;Back to back…&lt;br /&gt;Listening to the whispers…&lt;br /&gt;Feeling the pressence…&lt;br /&gt;Mwahahahaha~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But some certain light bulb is sitting between us.&lt;br /&gt;A stranger, total stranger, that is.&lt;br /&gt;And the HECK?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;Kou, what’s with the Tsumugi actions?!?!&lt;br /&gt;Shut that up!&lt;br /&gt;Cut it out!!!&lt;br /&gt;ARRRRRGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it seemed that that fella didn’t mind,&lt;br /&gt;Although Kou get some yellings from that fella,&lt;br /&gt;About his “Tsumugi actions”.&lt;br /&gt;Mwahahahahaha~~~&lt;br /&gt;抵死！！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the time in Bon Odori,&lt;br /&gt;I was helding that fella’s hand.&lt;br /&gt;But at first, that fella asked:&lt;br /&gt;“Aren’t we a lil’ fast?”&lt;br /&gt;“No? Friends did that too you know?”&lt;br /&gt;“Oh ya… I did that to my friends too…”&lt;br /&gt;Then why you care about helding hands with me?&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I didn’t ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, and Kou is doing his “Tsumugi actions” again.&lt;br /&gt;We were about to move away thanks to him, again.&lt;br /&gt;Grrrr…&lt;br /&gt;Damn you Kou!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we were running around,&lt;br /&gt;And there’s one time our hands are away from each other.&lt;br /&gt;But when I took back, somehow (I kinda forgot how I did it),&lt;br /&gt;I locked fingers on the hands of that fella.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I felt that it’s weird,&lt;br /&gt;Or rather, I’m afraid that that fella felt weird,&lt;br /&gt;So I changed back into “normal friends hold hands”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the while, we rushed around and buy foods,&lt;br /&gt;And bought a lot of ices.&lt;br /&gt;Damn, I will never buy ices again!&lt;br /&gt;It made me cough until I got sore throat again TwT&lt;br /&gt;Grrr…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it’s still a great experience for me.&lt;br /&gt;Heheheh~&lt;br /&gt;Feels like dating, somehow…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maa, maa,&lt;br /&gt;Iin jyanai?&lt;br /&gt;Datte… Heheheh~&lt;br /&gt;Ki ni shite nai yo ne, ano hito~&lt;br /&gt;Wasshoi? X3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stumbled into Kou and his nii-chan,&lt;br /&gt;3 times, what the heck?&lt;br /&gt;Are we that damn good luck to meet them =w=&lt;br /&gt;Oh well…&lt;br /&gt;We agreed to join them for eating,&lt;br /&gt;It seemed that Shirly and Sean got a place for us too,&lt;br /&gt;So we decided to meet them there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, while eating, we’re in a big group.&lt;br /&gt;Most of the ones we knew are there,&lt;br /&gt;Like Alfred and the very prasan idiot (I wouldn’t say who…)&lt;br /&gt;And we brought out everything that we bought and eat there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we brought?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm… I’m not quite sure…&lt;br /&gt;When we arrive back there,&lt;br /&gt;I remembered that I ate the Yaki Soba (not really nice)…&lt;br /&gt;Got ice kacang (what the, not even a Japanese food)…&lt;br /&gt;Got a lot of breads… (Err… I’m not the one who brought it)&lt;br /&gt;Got… Soya?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm… Shirly and Sean weren’t eating…&lt;br /&gt;Kou got his lovely unagi…&lt;br /&gt;Then they get a bunch of 4 colored ices while we’re dancing…&lt;br /&gt;Hmm…&lt;br /&gt;Forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;Before I went there, though…&lt;br /&gt;I ate a grapes flavored ice cream (DAMN, IT’S NICE!!!),&lt;br /&gt;I bought an onigiri (Jusco 牌),&lt;br /&gt;A mushroom cheese sausage (Again, it’s DAMN NICE),&lt;br /&gt;Soft Shell Crab Temaki (Mwahahahaha~ Finally I get to eat that!)…&lt;br /&gt;And…&lt;br /&gt;Hmm…&lt;br /&gt;Don’t really remember…&lt;br /&gt;But most of them are REALLY good.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s such a good day,&lt;br /&gt;And that fella dragged me to go dancing in the center.&lt;br /&gt;Complimented that I danced quite good too?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we had lots of fun during the whole Bon Odori.&lt;br /&gt;Until…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we’re going back to the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, there’s still people haven’t come up yet.&lt;br /&gt;The 3 form 1 kids…&lt;br /&gt;Geh, Yuki went down and search for them.&lt;br /&gt;We waited for long, and found out that Yuki’s phone is IN THE BUS.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE HECK?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;w&lt;&lt;br /&gt;We changed the bus too,&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the bus A uncle said that he got second round.&lt;br /&gt;Grrr…&lt;br /&gt;So I grabbed my stuffs and her stuffs,&lt;br /&gt;And went for the second bus.&lt;br /&gt;I quickly rushed out and see whether she had came back for the phone,&lt;br /&gt;But no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to rush to the stadium with Alfred and KKW.&lt;br /&gt;I’m so worried about Yuki.&lt;br /&gt;What if she suddenly fall down in the middle of the road?&lt;br /&gt;GRAAAAAHHHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want to think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two of them along with me is talking to me,&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly the parent of one student called me,&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly Amaya called me too,&lt;br /&gt;They just barged me with questions and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;Then I just freaked out.&lt;br /&gt;Shouting at them, shouting at my every words.&lt;br /&gt;Too many things happened at once.&lt;br /&gt;I can do nothing but shout to shut them up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the thing that freaked me out the most is…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can talk very calmly towards the parent back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow…&lt;br /&gt;How did I do that?&lt;br /&gt;I’m not sure…&lt;br /&gt;Hmm…&lt;br /&gt;Weird…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after shouting, I went to the stadium.&lt;br /&gt;And met Yuki along the way.&lt;br /&gt;I told her where are the other 3.&lt;br /&gt;And she just yelled.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, not as kua cheong as mine.&lt;br /&gt;I just hope that the 3 that witnessed my shouts won’t freaked out…&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found the three, and quickly hurry back the bus.&lt;br /&gt;And that time’s about 10 already.&lt;br /&gt;Grrr…&lt;br /&gt;But on the bus, we still had some funs.&lt;br /&gt;Heheh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, nothing much happened after that.&lt;br /&gt;Though they’re still fun.&lt;br /&gt;Especially all the times with that fella.&lt;br /&gt;Heheh~&lt;br /&gt;I just have so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;Even when I arrived back home,&lt;br /&gt;When Shirly is bathing (she stayed in my house for 2 days),&lt;br /&gt;I called and talked so long with that fella.&lt;br /&gt;Heheheh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wished that I have another chance going out again…&lt;br /&gt;With that fella…&lt;br /&gt;Hmm…&lt;br /&gt;Dekirukana…?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;でも、&lt;br /&gt;絶対忘れない。。。&lt;br /&gt;この幸せの時間。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;うん！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;あたしと大好きの人と一緒の時間。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779448768385969107-7895409176582713418?l=marumarumawaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TOdN7o95DBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/wXoUQW9jzx0/S220/DSC02639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779448768385969107.post-7999173719995724089</id><published>2009-07-20T15:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T15:53:52.049+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tagged'/><title type='text'>:: TAGGED Aries Part 10 - I'm average ::</title><content type='html'>Bold/Italic/Coloured are the stuff I have done. Everyone who can must do this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. smoked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2. consumed alcohol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. slept in the same bed with someone of the opposite sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4. slept in the same bed with someone of the same sex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. kissed someone of the same sex.&lt;br /&gt;6. had sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;7. had someone in your room other than family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;8. watched porn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. bought porn.&lt;br /&gt;10. tried drugs.&lt;br /&gt;#MY TOTAL:4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. taken painkillers.&lt;br /&gt;2. taken someone else's prescription medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3. lied to your parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4. lied to a friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5. snuck out of the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. done something illegal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. felt hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. hurt someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;9. wished someone to die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. seen someone die.&lt;br /&gt;#MY TOTAL:6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. missed curfew.&lt;br /&gt;2. stayed out all night.&lt;br /&gt;3. eaten a carton of ice cream by yourself.&lt;br /&gt;4. been to a therapist.&lt;br /&gt;5. received a ticket.&lt;br /&gt;6. been to rehab&lt;br /&gt;7. dyed your hair.&lt;br /&gt;8. been in an accident.&lt;br /&gt;9. been to a club.&lt;br /&gt;10. been to a bar&lt;br /&gt;#MY TOTAL:0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. been to a wild party.&lt;br /&gt;2. been to a Mardi Gras parade.&lt;br /&gt;3. drank more than three alcoholic beverages in a night.&lt;br /&gt;4. had a spring break in Florida.&lt;br /&gt;5. sniffed anything&lt;br /&gt;6. wore black nail polish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;7. wore arm bands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. wore t-shirts with band names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;9. listened to rap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. owned a 50 Cent CD.&lt;br /&gt;#MY TOTAL:2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1. dressed gothic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2. dressed girly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. dressed punk.&lt;br /&gt;4. dressed grunge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5. stole something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. been too drunk to remember anything.&lt;br /&gt;7. blacked out.&lt;br /&gt;8. fainted.&lt;br /&gt;9. had a crush on a neighbor.&lt;br /&gt;#MY TOTAL:3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. had a crush on a friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. been to a concert.&lt;br /&gt;3. dry-humped someone.&lt;br /&gt;4. been called a slut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5. called someone a slut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. installed speakers in your car.&lt;br /&gt;7. broken a mirror.&lt;br /&gt;8. showered at someone of the opposites sex's house&lt;br /&gt;9. brushed your teeth with someone else's toothbrush.&lt;br /&gt;#MY TOTAL: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. consider/considered Ludacris your favorite rapper.&lt;br /&gt;2. seen an R-rated movie in theater.&lt;br /&gt;3. cruised the mall.&lt;br /&gt;4. skipped school.&lt;br /&gt;5. had surgery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;6. had an injury.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. gone to court.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;8. walked out of a restaurant without paying/tipping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. caught something on fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;10. lied about your age.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#MY TOTAL: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. owned/rented an apartment/house.&lt;br /&gt;2. broke the law in the police's presence.&lt;br /&gt;3. made out with someone who had a gf/bf&lt;br /&gt;4. got in trouble with the police.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. talked to a stranger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. hugged a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;7. kissed a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. rode in the car with a stranger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. been harassed.&lt;br /&gt;10.been verbally harassed.&lt;br /&gt;#MY TOTAL:2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. met face-to-face with someone you met online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2. stayed online for 5+ hours straight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. talked on the phone for more than 4 hours straight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4. watched TV for 5 hours straight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. been to a fair.&lt;br /&gt;6. been called a bad influence.&lt;br /&gt;7. drink and drive.&lt;br /&gt;8. prank-called someone.&lt;br /&gt;9. laid on a couch with someone of the opposite sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;10. cheated on a test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#MY TOTAL:4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grand Total: 26&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If You Have Less Than 10.. write [I'm a Goody Goody]&lt;br /&gt;If You Have More Than 10.. write [I'm still a goody goody]&lt;br /&gt;If You Have more Than 20..write [I'm average]&lt;br /&gt;If You Have More Than 30..write [I'm a bad kid]&lt;br /&gt;If You have more than 40..write [I'm a very bad influence]&lt;br /&gt;If You Have more than 50..write [I'm a horrible person]&lt;br /&gt;If You Have more than 60..write [i should be in jail]&lt;br /&gt;If You Have more than 70..Write [i should be dead]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779448768385969107-7999173719995724089?l=marumarumawaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/feeds/7999173719995724089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/07/tagged-aries-part-10-im-average.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/7999173719995724089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/7999173719995724089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/07/tagged-aries-part-10-im-average.html' title=':: TAGGED Aries Part 10 - I&apos;m average ::'/><author><name>HenkaMukyuuAries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00512084160520779383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TOdN7o95DBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/wXoUQW9jzx0/S220/DSC02639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779448768385969107.post-7037361766049502976</id><published>2009-07-13T16:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T17:17:06.765+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tired'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bravin&apos; bad brew'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='venus versus virus'/><title type='text'>:: 疲れたAries Part 8 ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Insert: &lt;/span&gt;Bravin' Bad Brew (Venus Versus Virus OP)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm energetic back for a while for now. Well, since Bravin' Bad Brew is there to sing for me~ Riryka is seriously a good singer!!! Mwahahahaha~~~ I'm lucky to download this single down!!! Gahahahahaha~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really care about those beside me now. The best thing is all about this song!!! Hahaha!!! This song is just good!!! Especially the electric guitar's stopping during the chorus part. And the "Break my heart" part is very good!!! Anyway, this song is just GREAT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nt5t1Qdq7xI)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go and listen then you'll know what do I mean!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, speaking of tired. Do you know what the hell happened?! Yesterday, I was phoning Yuki, then Tako-chan. It's like, almost 12a.m. I decided to sleep after that. Then... Some fucking idiot beside my house suddenly yelled out:&lt;br /&gt;"Dui lei ma hai chao chi bai!!!" &lt;br /&gt;*boom* &lt;br /&gt;*dogs began to howl and bark*&lt;br /&gt;What the- &lt;br /&gt;Fine.&lt;br /&gt;I tolerate.&lt;br /&gt;I sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Grrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then... I'm asleep, but the next 5 minutes...&lt;br /&gt;"Deng lei ge fai!!! @#$%^&amp;*!!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;"Bowowowowow~~~"&lt;br /&gt;*glass crash*&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;Fine.&lt;br /&gt;Suki ni shirou.&lt;br /&gt;I'm continue sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asleep for another 5 minutes...&lt;br /&gt;*boom*&lt;br /&gt;"@#$%^&amp;*"&lt;br /&gt;"Bowowowowowow~~~"&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;That's it.&lt;br /&gt;I can't take it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;My mind is half awake now.&lt;br /&gt;But it wished to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;So I try to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Can't sleep at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get up, and walked to my phone...&lt;br /&gt;I pressed one button...&lt;br /&gt;I saw the time...&lt;br /&gt;I yelled out:&lt;br /&gt;"WHAT THE FUCK NTMDCBSHGD JUST GO DIE!!!&lt;br /&gt;IT'S JUST FREAKING DAMN 3.35!!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;It's just FREAKING 3 something.&lt;br /&gt;And the hell the guy was like kept on yelling at stuffs and stuffs and stuffs and stuffs and curses and break stuffs and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE DARN DOGS BARKED LIKE THE SKY IS FALLING DOWN!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go die man.&lt;br /&gt;Just, go die.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate those people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's not the FREAKING first time.&lt;br /&gt;It's like... SEVERAL TIMES AT NIGHT WHENEVER I'M PLAYING.&lt;br /&gt;LISTENING TO MY NICE MUSIC.&lt;br /&gt;AND THE DAMN IDIOTS JUST BARKED AND BANG THE WALL FOR NOTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate them.&lt;br /&gt;I really want to move out from this freaking place.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;=w=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, and you know what?&lt;br /&gt;I think some pervert in front of me is taking pictures under the table.&lt;br /&gt;Of what?&lt;br /&gt;Haiz, you should know what perverts do.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Not like I really have anything to let that idiot see anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously...&lt;br /&gt;This place is CERTAINLY cold...&lt;br /&gt;I really want to change...&lt;br /&gt;Ya...&lt;br /&gt;I'll change now.&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samui...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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::'/><author><name>HenkaMukyuuAries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00512084160520779383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TOdN7o95DBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/wXoUQW9jzx0/S220/DSC02639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779448768385969107.post-6491116467014890434</id><published>2009-07-12T14:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T14:08:07.431+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>:: ドキドキしちゃう Aries Part 10 ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Insert: &lt;/span&gt;Colors of the Heart [Girl's Version] (Blood+ OP, pitch tuned)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;“我们，已不是普通的朋友了吧。”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;是呢。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;已不是普通的朋友了呢。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;那。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;是什么关系呢？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;是恋人吗？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;还是比朋友更好而已呢？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;朋友之上，恋人未满？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;不是很清楚呢。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;但是。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;喜欢-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;不对。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;爱你的心情是不会改变的。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;就算你说你很难搞。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;就算你说我会很辛苦。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;我不后悔。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;但是，我很心疼。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;你想了这么久的计划，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;竟然在一瞬间就被他们搞砸了。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;我不甘心，我不爽！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;什么人都好，就是不准他们如此的说!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;（应该说，我不爽那个馬鹿のぎんつき这样说！！！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;他算什么啊！！！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;什么都没想，只会出张嘴！！！ ＝w=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;看到你如此的模样，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;虽然你说无所偎，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;装出一个不是很在意的模样，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;但我知道，你很难过。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;然后我更是难过，心疼。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;在CC的时候更加不用说。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;你忽然抱住你的双耳，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;低了头，说了一些我似懂非懂的话。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;我很紧张，但我真的不知要做什么。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;只能看着你痛苦的样子，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;我有更加得心疼。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;虽然我知道你有病，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;但我没想过是如此的严重。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;嗯，算是严重。。。吧？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;看起来就很让人担心的那种。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;你在生气的时候，一直说：&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;“我很想打人，很想骂人！”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;我把我的手伸了出来，说：&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;“哪。要打要骂随你吧。”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;“不要酱无聊。”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;你答了，把我的手臂按了下去。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;但是，你知道吗。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;我宁愿无聊，我真得很不想你把事情都闷在心里。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;心理上的受伤是绝对是比身体上受来的伤更加的辛苦。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;而我，正在受着的绝对不是身体上的伤，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;而是心理上的伤。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;嘛。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;看到人家的痛苦而心疼一定是心理上的痛苦吧。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;所以是心理上的伤。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;对，没错。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;一定是这样。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;一路从学校走了出来，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;我们都在说着，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;然后便说到了你好跟我讲了很多这些事。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;我苦笑了一下。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;“反正都没有你对你以前的朋友酱多啦。”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;怎知你说：&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;“没有，我只对你讲罢了。”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;舍！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;嗯。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;我应该高兴吗?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;“你要怎样prasan的想也好啦。”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;唔。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;听你酱讲。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;有点纳闷了。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;嘿嘿。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;然后，在吃东西时，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;不知说到了什么，我们扯回了刚才的事。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;之后，我有对你说：&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;“如果是你的话，我无所谓。”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;对。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;如果是你想要打我，骂我，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;发泄一下心理的感情的话，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;我无所谓。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;我愿意。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;至少，我不会看着你每次都是闷着的。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;我很不爽。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;可能你会觉得我有点神经，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;但是我是真心的。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;我是真心想要你快乐。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;应该说，只要你快乐，我也会快乐呢。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;嘻嘻。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;每次听到你的笑声，总会觉得好辛福哦。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;因为你是笑着的，而不是闷着的。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;说实话，你笑着真的比你闷着的时候更好看。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;嗯！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;って言うか。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;馬鹿見たいな、あたし。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;へへ～&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;でも、本とに嬉しいだよ～&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;あんたの笑顔を見て時。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;へへ～&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;だから。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;不要再憋在心理了。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;有什么就说出来，发泄一下也好。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;总之，你就不要跟我摆一个忧闷的脸吧！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;心里真得很不爽。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;不对，正确来讲，应该是。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;心。疼。到。要。死。了。&gt; w &lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;我会一直陪伴在你的身边，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;所以，有什么事都可以和我说。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;我一定会支持你。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;你可以对我任性，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;把你的最真实的一面显示出来，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;无论是丑陋的，还是美丽的，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;我都会接受下来。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;所以就。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;酱啦？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;哈哈。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;当然，我只是说说而已。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;没有要逼你的吼。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;你要怎样你随意啦。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;嗯。就酱。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779448768385969107-6491116467014890434?l=marumarumawaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/feeds/6491116467014890434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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0);"&gt;GRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Nani wo itte ru iin desu ka kore?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Mou!!!!!! KUSO!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Gekidou ga tomerarenai yo!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Kinchou… Doki doki… Kinchou… Doki doki…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;D-D-D-Doushiyou?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I nearly stumbled and fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;My pitchings are slightly off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Fingers just pressing wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;What the hell is wrong?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I’m just damn nervous now…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;My body just won’t cool down…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Even when I tried to talk,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I’m just speaking nonsense now…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Things just doesn’t go well now…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Everything turned upside down…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Am I happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Am I crazy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I am excited!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I am anxious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I’m not even sure what I’m writing now!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The only thing I’m thinking about is…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;You…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;At the beginning, the feeling was light… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Before I knew it, my passion grew…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I started to write about you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I started to think about you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I started to do things just for you…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Even when I don’t even know why…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Even when I don’t even know how…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I still do it. I still make it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Forcing myself? I guess I have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;But I would never let you down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;At least not that easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Then, I confessed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Maybe, you would’ve think nothing as much as I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Or maybe, you wouldn’t have think so nervously…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And you say maybe we can be together, on conditions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And I thought right after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Of course, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I’ll be glad to accept any (or most) of whatever conditions you asked for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;But in the next moment when I called you, you said you’re just joking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I acted nothing, and accept it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;But as soon as I hang off the phone, I’ve been forcing myself to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And I thought that it’ll be just another simple crush or whatsoever…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I’m going to be okay the next day…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;But no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I’m not okay at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I’m awake at 4.30.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I started to recall back whatever happened the day before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And I started to write it down in a piece of paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I wrote and wrote a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And my heart sank deeply for every words I wrote.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Everything is about my feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;To you, and to myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I’ve always been wondering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Is this feeling just nothing but I pretended to be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Or I’m seriously deeply hurt because of it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The previous one, it might be just a false alarm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;But this time, it’s not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It’s true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I’m true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;My feelings are true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And I’m not going to deny it any more longer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I like you- no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I think I’m crazily in love with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I would care nothing but to be with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;But at the same time, I’m afraid of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Afraid that you might be angry about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Afraid that you might be freaked out by my feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;So I decided to step backwards for a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;But it doesn’t take too long for me to start going towards you again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I can’t stand the days without you by my side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I can’t stand how you can so freely talk to the others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I can’t stand… How you can be so happy when you talked to them…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I know I’m a bit… Whimsical…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;But I just can’t deny my feelings any more longer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;“Atashi, ima, anata no soba ni itai”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Every words of the lyrics I wrote about you is true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;“Mainichi anata to hanashii hoshii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Mainichi anata ni aitai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Mainichi anata ni koto wo kangaete…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I really, really do mean it…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;“Just because I’m in love with you”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Every words that I wrote.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It’s really a weird thing though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Since I’m just rereading my blogs just yesterday…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And wondering when’s the next time you’re going to talk to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;About this…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I’ve counted, and it’s one month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And yesterday, it’s another one month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Wow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Have you calculated the time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;To tell me about this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I mean…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It’s really been exact one month since I’ve write that down…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;In my blog…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And I’ve just wondered about this matter yesterday…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Can I prevent it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Can I escape the destiny (Ehhhh)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Because I’m just damn scared to hear the truth from your mouth…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And what on earth…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;You answered to my questions deep in my mind…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;But the answer is seriously none that I’ve thought of…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;“Actually, you can be with me.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;*jerked*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I stumbled and nearly banged to the glass wall beside me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;My brain seized its function for that moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I looked at you, and you knew what I’m trying to ask.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;“Hai, honki desu.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;But I’m still not believing it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;“Honto ni hyaku % honki na no?!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Then you said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;“Lie to you got gold to take ah?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Still. I can’t believe my ears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Am I dreaming?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Am I in a virtual world?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Am I hovering in the outer space?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Am I in the other imaginary world of this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Is this… true…?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I’m not that sure what to react.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;My words just can’t seem to group together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Even when I type out for you to see,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;My mind is just blank!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I’m not even sure if I’m really in earth now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Exciting? Not sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;If you call the heart’s “doki doki” as exciting…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Anxious? Damn yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The heart just won’t stop jumping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I’m not sure what to say next actually,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And I’m glad but quite angry at the same time when Yagami showed up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Glad because I can escape for a lil’ while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Angry because I’m having a great matter here and he spoiled it!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;After you left, I rushed back to the school then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And awaits for my dad to pick me up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I’m so in a hurry to find someone to talk to…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;About this damn matter…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Kou!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Yeah, he can help! He can calm me down!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;At least I hoped so…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;But he’s not there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Just Neko and Gurei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;GEH?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh well…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Should I tell Gurei?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;ARGH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;My brain is going to explode!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I just can’t think of anything now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I decided to talk to her anyway…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And well, before I can tell her the whole story, my dad came.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Been thinking about this matter over and over again in my mind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;During the journey to the home…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Then I decided to ask you again, whether you’re serious about it…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I don’t want another “I’ve always been joking” thing come up again…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I don’t mind if you’re angry about my questioning,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;But at least I could see that you’re serious about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Though I’m wondering again…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;This time, do you have another condition?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Hmm, I wouldn’t think much of it though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I’m fairly okay with anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Even if you asked me for some… sponsor… &gt;w&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Anyway, I’m home then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Been thinking about this matter, and don’t feel like eating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;But I’ve been hungry for hours before this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And I think I really should eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Haha, the next moment, I’m glad  my decision was correct.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I’m so anxious about this damn thing until my stomach growled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;What the… I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;But before I do so, I called Kou, and told him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Me: 他讲我可以跟他在一起。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Kou: What?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Me: 他讲我可以跟他在一起。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Kou: Can’t hear. Louder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Me: *deep breath*他讲, 我可以跟他在一起。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Kou: *gasp* OH REALLY?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Me: Yeah! I’m so anxious now!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Kou: Wuooh! This is goooood. You make me anxious too…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Me: Etto… Kou… Is this a good news?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Kou: Huh? Yes, it’s a good news!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Me: Is this a good thing for me, or a bad thing for me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Kou: Ehh, ya! It’s a good thing for you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Me: Okay. This is a good thing. This is good… This is good…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Me: Hey, you think I should type what I want to say out?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Kou: What, you scare you say wrong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Me: Yeah! And actually I scare I dunno what to say when I called!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Kou: Okay! Okay! Write it down!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Me: Okay! Okay! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Kou: Gambatte!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Me: Ganbari masu!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Kou: Ganbatte yo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Me: OOOOOH!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;He supported me, and became as anxious as I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Wait, why is he anxious?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It’s not his matter anyway!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;=w= WTF…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Haiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Anyway, just hope that he won’t go and be hyper about this…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;AND PLEASE DO NOT MAKE FUN OF THIS, KOU!!!!!! &gt;w&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I’m very sensitive about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;KYAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;How can I wrote about something that is…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Not even sure that I’m going to be well!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Not even sure that it’s going to be good!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Not even sure that this is going to be okay!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;How can my anxious leads to something so…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Extreme… Like… This…?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Thousand and five hundred words plus plus in total…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I don’t even know why this anxiousity can lead to this…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Am I just afraid of this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Am I just… quirky?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;ARGH!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;What the hell is wrong with me?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;My fingers just couldn’t stop!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;UUUUURGGGGGHHHH!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;This is so going to add into my frustrated list…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Another day cannot do a thing for anything…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Can’t even do my homework.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Wait. Do I ever want to do my homework?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Uhuh…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Okay. I really need to stop now…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Stop now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Stop now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779448768385969107-2918624986903795439?l=marumarumawaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/feeds/2918624986903795439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/07/aries-part-9.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/2918624986903795439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/2918624986903795439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/07/aries-part-9.html' title=':: ドキドキしちゃう Aries Part 9 ::'/><author><name>HenkaMukyuuAries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00512084160520779383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TOdN7o95DBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/wXoUQW9jzx0/S220/DSC02639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779448768385969107.post-8053133537457728038</id><published>2009-07-07T14:15:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T15:22:00.126+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='band'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frustrated'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fude pen booru pen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='K-ON'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anime night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bon odori'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anime'/><title type='text'>:: 疲れたAries Part 7 ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Insert: &lt;/span&gt;Fude Pen Bōru Pen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in a very tired, and a lil' bit of bad mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of stuffs are waiting for me to do now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frustrated about trivial matters...&lt;br /&gt;Frustrated about great matters...&lt;br /&gt;No time for families...&lt;br /&gt;No time for friends...&lt;br /&gt;No time for myself...&lt;br /&gt;I'm not even sure what I'm doing now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might think I'm being hasty,&lt;br /&gt;But the time just won't stop to wait for me...&lt;br /&gt;I'm chasing after the time...&lt;br /&gt;Chasing after the shadows of myself...&lt;br /&gt;Where I'm going to now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Typing letters everyday...&lt;br /&gt;Making more announcements for future days...&lt;br /&gt;Busy making the band scores everyday...&lt;br /&gt;Singing until late night most of the days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things just won't stop barging into my life.&lt;br /&gt;I really need some time to arrange them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my cousin's coming back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She must be very happy right now, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;To be able to see her old friends and families.&lt;br /&gt;And she will be the most happiest to see me...&lt;br /&gt;Awaiting me to bring her around to have funs...&lt;br /&gt;But I might disappoint her a lil' this time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy at first when I heard that she's coming back...&lt;br /&gt;But now I'm just plainly frustrated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to take out some time for CC and for her...&lt;br /&gt;But nothing just seem to be smooth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh damn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just stupid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I hate how much annoying is those lil' boys beside me...&lt;br /&gt;Talking about stupid craps and playing annoying online RPG games...&lt;br /&gt;It's even worse than DOTA.&lt;br /&gt;Because they like to yell like plain idiots.&lt;br /&gt;And walk around in the CC.&lt;br /&gt;Yelling and shouting and crying out loud for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;And they're walking now, again.&lt;br /&gt;And calling their friends to see how they're doing now.&lt;br /&gt;WTF?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, who cares about them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I planning until I'm so frustrated?&lt;br /&gt;Well, let me tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing is Bon Odori.&lt;br /&gt;The Nihon Gakkai is organizing a trip to the fest this year.&lt;br /&gt;I'm the main announcer (and finding people to join us) for this event.&lt;br /&gt;This job is actually not frustrating, but the people is frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that YHH is making stupid comments about our stuffs!&lt;br /&gt;Saying what, our bus don't have air-con... This and that...&lt;br /&gt;Making a big fuss about our member price... WTF is wrong with her?!&lt;br /&gt;She stole a big half of our customers away!&lt;br /&gt;Although I admit, our bus fare is RM2 more expensive than hers.&lt;br /&gt;But what's wrong with her saying bad things about ours?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hate her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the first year I'm in secondary, I hate her with my guts.&lt;br /&gt;It's such a misfortune to be in the same class with her for 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;Then have any matters linked with hers.&lt;br /&gt;It's just... URGH!!!&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to say, she's just annoying me.&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why people still can be with her.&lt;br /&gt;WTF?!?!&lt;br /&gt;She's like, not YHH, is Yeong Sui Sui!!!&lt;br /&gt;GRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2nd thing.&lt;br /&gt;The chinese singing competition.&lt;br /&gt;It's held at 18 July morning.&lt;br /&gt;Geh...&lt;br /&gt;I'm singing 哭不出来 for solo.&lt;br /&gt;And 一眼瞬间 for duet.&lt;br /&gt;And I FINALLY able to sing the low key parts.&lt;br /&gt;Mwahahahaha~~~&lt;br /&gt;Though, as a result...&lt;br /&gt;My throat hurts...&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not that able to sing high notes anymore...&lt;br /&gt;Oh great...&lt;br /&gt;That sucks.&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather change the key...&lt;br /&gt;Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;Stupid me...&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the 3rd thing.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my lil' idea over here...&lt;br /&gt;It became a very big event for the club.&lt;br /&gt;Which is making Yuki DAMN frustrated about it,&lt;br /&gt;and often scolds me about it XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're organizing an Anime Night (so-called) at 31 October.&lt;br /&gt;We're going to have:&lt;br /&gt;1. cosplay competition...&lt;br /&gt;2. band performances (K-On songs)...&lt;br /&gt;3. singings and singings and singings...&lt;br /&gt;4. and dancings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cosplay competition is for both school peeps and outsiders. We're going to have a lot of fun stuffs to play up on the stage for them. Of course, they will have prices to win. But I won't tell now. It's still a secret until furthur notice. Oh, and I will be in the competition (dragged by my Kaichou-sama). Of course, I'm going to drag someone along with me too... (Kou, arigato ne~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it's the band performance... This is the most frustrating, and the most fun if we ever able to make it success!!! This band is mainly based on K-On, the anime. We're going to perform 2 songs - Fuwa Fuwa Time and Don't Say 'Lazy'. If you see the personalities in K-On, and compare to the real life, you should know what instrument I'm going to play in the band... Heheh~&lt;br /&gt;Ahh yes, the one that I loved the most...&lt;br /&gt;DRUM!!!&lt;br /&gt;Mwahahahaha~~~&lt;br /&gt;Kou will be the Guitarist (he's 0% in music, like Yui).&lt;br /&gt;Yuki will be the bassist (she's a left-hander, like Mio. But Zannen, she can't buy lefty instruments... there's none XD)&lt;br /&gt;And... Sora will be playing the keyboard (she's just like a 路人甲 like Mugi-chan XXD)&lt;br /&gt;Mwahahahaha~~~&lt;br /&gt;This is the best band ever!!!&lt;br /&gt;But I can't find the person for Azusa... Haiz... Sad...&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, four is enough. Heheheh...&lt;br /&gt;But the thing is... We don't have money for instruments... Geh... And now this IS the most frustrating thing for us.&lt;br /&gt;The band score? I'm handling that. And that's what makes me frustrating now.&lt;br /&gt;Though it's nothing much frustrating to the letter-typings...&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;br /&gt;I need to type our a program book or whatsoever for this great event...&lt;br /&gt;Grrrrrr...&lt;br /&gt;Life's going to be hard from now on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, it's the singing thing! Again, of course, I'm going to sing the most in this night. Why? Because no one dare to sing, no one WANTS to sing, and no one CAN sing. =w= Haiz... It's like, only me can sing... Of course, I'm going to drag Yuki along with me (She can sing, but she doesn't wanted to). Mwahahahaha~~~ I'm so damn evil~~~ X3&lt;br /&gt;We're going to sing a lot of songs, and since the title for the night is Anime Night, we will sing nothing but only anime songs. Mwahahahaha~~~ My favorite songs~~~&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to sing Rolling Star (OP for Bleach). It's the MUST!!! And Anata ga Ita Mori (ED for Fate/Stay Night)!!! A lot peeps like my singing of Anata ga Ita Mori, it seems...&lt;br /&gt;And of course, there're a lot of songs to be sang too!!! I've consider about singing Butterfly... (the OP for Digimon) But the time do not allow me to do so... Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;PS: By the way, any good ideas what songs I should sing that day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly... The dancing thing... Sadly, I'm going to dance in this session here... Oh noes... Well, we're going to dance 2 songs. One is Hare Hare Yukai and one is Motteke Sailor Fuku. You know Haruhi? You know Lucky Star? You know the dance. It's a miracle though how I'm being called and persuaded to join the dance... Wait. I think I'm the one that thought about it... &gt;w&lt; Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it's going to be fun. Very fun if it's not because of all these frustrating preps... Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I'll be sure to work my best here...&lt;br /&gt;Since this will be the first, and the best event, I've ever determined to make it success...&lt;br /&gt;Ganbare, atashi!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya... By the way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey!!! Hey!!! People out there!!!&lt;br /&gt;If you're interested in any of those above, please comment me now!!! XD&lt;br /&gt;I'll be sure to leave one place for you!!! XXD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arigato ne~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779448768385969107-8053133537457728038?l=marumarumawaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/feeds/8053133537457728038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/07/aries-part-7.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/8053133537457728038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/8053133537457728038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/07/aries-part-7.html' title=':: 疲れたAries Part 7 ::'/><author><name>HenkaMukyuuAries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00512084160520779383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TOdN7o95DBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/wXoUQW9jzx0/S220/DSC02639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779448768385969107.post-7693603485655776951</id><published>2009-07-02T14:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T14:29:12.578+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='down'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NS'/><title type='text'>:: DOWN Aries ::</title><content type='html'>...I kena NS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I kena NS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of 5% of all population in Malaysia, I'm the unlucky one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still can't believe I kena NS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, I receive a message again in the night. Evon messaged me. She asked for my IC. I felt hope once again in that moment! So I gave my IC, and (although I already know why) I asked "why". So after some really long while, she replied.&lt;br /&gt;"My teacher said that check in the internet is better. But you also got "Tahniah" in the internet."&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;WTFGDCBNTMD!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;GRAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;=w=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;How can I survive in there?&lt;br /&gt;Those exercising, those food, those days without animation, music, mangas, etc. and etc...&lt;br /&gt;Oh no...&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I can survive even one day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends give some suggestions to escape this thing, which I think that's 100% IMPOSSIBLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, the first thing you should do is act retard. When they call you to sit, you stand. When they call you to stand, you sleep. When they ask you what happen, just answer naturally.&lt;br /&gt;"I'm standing. You asked me to do it."&lt;br /&gt;Yes. That's the way. Just act retard, silly, stupid, and mental. Then, they would send you to Tanjung Rambutan. Haha. Not funny at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geh... I'm spending my precious 3 months in that damned camp of NOTHINGNESS but stupid grasses and flowers. Maybe the best thing I will get from that is being taller... (?!) At least I hoped for it. Though it's near to 0% of chances that I can do so. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;Okay, my next objective in this camp is... BEING SLIMMER!!! BEING STRONGER!!! BEING... Being... BEING WHO AM I!!!!!! MWAHAHAHAHA~~~ &gt;w&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. That's just...&lt;br /&gt;MURI DESU.&lt;br /&gt;Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... Shouganai na... Geh...&lt;br /&gt;At least I'm able to go limkokwing... I guess? Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;I wished to go to limkokwing AFTER the whole thing. Nya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I hope that this is a joke. Haiz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779448768385969107-7693603485655776951?l=marumarumawaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/feeds/7693603485655776951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/07/down-aries.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/7693603485655776951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/7693603485655776951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/07/down-aries.html' title=':: DOWN Aries ::'/><author><name>HenkaMukyuuAries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00512084160520779383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TOdN7o95DBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/wXoUQW9jzx0/S220/DSC02639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779448768385969107.post-3438501611036796548</id><published>2009-07-02T13:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T14:13:36.133+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tagged'/><title type='text'>:: TAGGED Aries Part 9 ::</title><content type='html'>Rules and regulation of the tag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All 21 people must do unless you don't have a blog. Write the names of 21 friends you can think of in your head. And then answer the questions. Say you're guessing if you don't know , but at least guess on all of them. After doing this, tag your unlucky friends to do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The unlucky 21 are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Kou&lt;br /&gt;2. Gurei&lt;br /&gt;3. Niro&lt;br /&gt;4. Neko&lt;br /&gt;5. Shireen&lt;br /&gt;6. Cal&lt;br /&gt;7. Alex&lt;br /&gt;8. K2&lt;br /&gt;9. Ben2&lt;br /&gt;10. Cherry&lt;br /&gt;11. Yuki&lt;br /&gt;12. Jer&lt;br /&gt;13. Titus&lt;br /&gt;14. Sean&lt;br /&gt;15. Yotsuba&lt;br /&gt;16. Jaq&lt;br /&gt;17. Shirly&lt;br /&gt;18. Mike&lt;br /&gt;19. Sora&lt;br /&gt;20. Evon&lt;br /&gt;21. Yvonn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.How did you meet number 7? (Alex)&lt;br /&gt;Same class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.What would you do if you and 15 have never met? (Yotsuba)&lt;br /&gt;I won't have a good life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What would you do if 20 and 1 dated? (Evon + Kou)&lt;br /&gt;OMG... My eyes burn!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Have you seen 17 cry? (Shirly)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Would 4 and 16 make a good couple? (Neko + Jaq)&lt;br /&gt;E-Eh...? You're asking me...? Err... I think so...? Ahahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you think 11 is attractive? (Yuki)&lt;br /&gt;Touzen da!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What's 2's favourite colour? (Gurei)&lt;br /&gt;Colourful? Pink? Might be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. When was the last time you talked to 9? (Ben2)&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What language does 8 speak? (K2)&lt;br /&gt;Chinese, Malay, English, chaplang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Who is 13 going out with? (Titus)&lt;br /&gt;Eh...? I don't think he's in love with anything except for drama and books...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Would you ever date 17? (Shirly)&lt;br /&gt;Well... Maybe... Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.Where does 18 live? (Mike)&lt;br /&gt;Ionno...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What is the best thing about 4? (Neko)&lt;br /&gt;Err... She's tall? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What would you like to tell 10 right now? (Cherry)&lt;br /&gt;Cherry, I'm kena NS too!!! WAAAAAH!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What's the best thing about 20? (Evon)&lt;br /&gt;She lends me her notes and homeworks to copy~ XD&lt;br /&gt;K la, she's childish and fun XXD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Have you ever kissed 2? (Gurei)&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What is the best memory you have had of 5? (Shireen)&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... I don't know... When she look up at me as a senior? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. When is the next time you are going to see 4? (Neko)&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. How is 7 different from 6? (Alex and Cal)&lt;br /&gt;He's a guy, he's a pure Malaysian, he's taller, he's... Not as good in singing... (Gomen Alex~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Is 2 pretty? (Gurei)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, actually...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What was your 1st impression of 15? (Yotsuba)&lt;br /&gt;Scary? Aneeki? Think so... (I forgot, it's like, 7 years ago...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. How did you meet 3? (Niro)&lt;br /&gt;Same class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Is 5 your best friend? (Shireen)&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... Not really...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Do you hate 12? (Jer)&lt;br /&gt;Of course not! He's a good fella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Have you seen 18 last month? (Mike)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. When was the last time you saw 16? (Jaq)&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Have you been to 5's house? (Shireen)&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. When is the next time you will see 10? (Cherry)&lt;br /&gt;Dunno...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Are you close to 11? (Yuki)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, quite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Have you been to movies with 4? (Neko)&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Have you gotten into trouble with 8? (K2)&lt;br /&gt;I don't think so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Would you give 19 a hug? (Sora)&lt;br /&gt;Ya~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. When have you lied to 3? (Niro)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, in a joking manner of course. I don't find why I should lie to him actually...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Is 11 good at socializing? (Yuki)&lt;br /&gt;Err... Yeah. She's quite popular, actually, but she didn't notice that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. What's the best thing about your friendship with 9? (Ben2)&lt;br /&gt;We have the same problem, and I can talk about that problem with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Has 21 met you parents? (Yvonn)&lt;br /&gt;I think so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. How did you meet 11? (Yuki)&lt;br /&gt;Through Yotsuba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Did you ever accidentally physically hurt 3? (Niro)&lt;br /&gt;Ehh... I remember he hurt me, but I don't really hurt him. In fact, I DON'T EVEN KNOW I'M ABLE TO DO THAT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Do you live close to 7? (Alex)&lt;br /&gt;Err... Don't think so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. What's 8's favourite food? (K2)&lt;br /&gt;Not sure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. What kind of car does 1 have? (Kou)&lt;br /&gt;HE HAD A CAR?!?! OMG!!!!!! XXD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Have you traveled anywhere with 9? (Ben2)&lt;br /&gt;KLCC, if you consider that as "travel".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. If you give 14 $100, What would he/she do with it? (Sean)&lt;br /&gt;Err... Not sure... Buy something for me instead? XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779448768385969107-3438501611036796548?l=marumarumawaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/feeds/3438501611036796548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/07/tagged-aries-part-9.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/3438501611036796548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/3438501611036796548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/07/tagged-aries-part-9.html' title=':: TAGGED Aries Part 9 ::'/><author><name>HenkaMukyuuAries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00512084160520779383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TOdN7o95DBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/wXoUQW9jzx0/S220/DSC02639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779448768385969107.post-557477653648209428</id><published>2009-06-29T14:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T14:46:17.601+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fuwa fuwa time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karaoke'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='K-ON'/><title type='text'>:: 超嬉しいAries Part 3 ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Insert: &lt;/span&gt;Fuwa Fuwa Time (K-On Insert Song)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuwa fuwa time~ (fuwa fuwa time~)&lt;br /&gt;Fuwa fuwa time~ (fuwa fuwa time~)&lt;br /&gt;Fuwa fuwa time~ (fuwa fuwa time~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lolololololololololol~~~ This is so much fun~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we had our annual “Merentas De-” sorry, not Desa anymore. It becomes “Merentas Taman”. Why? You should ask the school. Instead of running through cross-country, it’s actually running cross-neighbourhoods… What the heck, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I had the most fun runnin- I mean, walking, actually. I run with Gurei at first, until I reach the Primary school, then I decided to wait there for Kou and the rest. OMG, Neko’s class is like having a tour or something! They took pictures over there! What the heck… But it’s nothing matter to me. I had my phone! My iPod? Well, it’s resting at home. Mwahaha? Anyway, K-On songs are all inside, therefore I’m happy with this crappy phone over here. But still, the sound is no match to the iPod. Haiz… I miss my old iPod before reformatting…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I just sit there, and listening to the music, until I saw Cal, Nic, and PL came. We sat there, for a while, but never seen the guys out from the school yet. So we decided to move on, since the check point (CP) is just meters away. As we passed through the CP, we’re at the hill above the primary school, which can look down at the field where our students are. Damn, the guys are still sitting there! In groups! What the hell… I’ve been messaging Kou, and I know what’s happening in there – THEY’RE SPLITTING THEM INTO GROUPS. Wtf?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz. Seeing that, we keep on moving, until CP3 and 4. Cal doesn’t want to wait for the guys, but I don’t want to run. So they ran past the CPs, while me and Nic are still walking, until we reach CP5. We saw Kim there, and we stopped at there, waiting. It took about 15 minutes to see some guys from our position, and we’re like “Finally they’re out!” But then, there’s only 3 guys running. My guess is that they’re the “champions” of this merentas thing, and that’s why we can’t see the others – THEY’RE TOO FAST FOR THE OTHERS. So we’re waiting, and waiting. Songs just go through my ears tracks by tracks, and the time seem to be endless at that moment. Then, after several texts and one call, they’re finally here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I see Kou with a bread on hand, and Titus walking alongside with MY FILE. Damn. Why my file is on his hand anyway? Wait. Why my file is OUT at the first place?! =w= Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we WALKED the whole journey to CPs and CPs. We don’t see Cal and PL anymore. My guess is that they’re already far ahead from us, and probably have reached the school. Heh, who cares anyway? We have karao- I mean, singing session here~ Japanese songs turned on!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K-ON RULEZ!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Presenting… Fuwa fuwa Time!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1, 2, 3, 4, 1, 2, 3! [Guitar solo + Clappings]&lt;br /&gt;[All other instruments come in]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIMI wo miteru to itsumo HEART DOKIDOKI&lt;br /&gt;yureru omoi wa MARSHMALLOW mitai ni fuwafuwa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;itsumo ganbaru (itsumo ganbaru)  KIMI no yokogao (KIMI no yokogao)&lt;br /&gt;zutto mitete mo ki'zukanai yo ne&lt;br /&gt;yume no naka nara  (yume no naka nara)&lt;br /&gt;futari no kyori chijimerareru no ni na&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aa  KAMI-SAMA onegai&lt;br /&gt;futari dake no DREAM TIME kudasai&lt;br /&gt;o-ki ni iri no usa-chan daite  kon'ya mo OYASUMI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuwa fuwa time~ (fuwa fuwa time~)&lt;br /&gt;Fuwa fuwa time~ (fuwa fuwa time~)&lt;br /&gt;Fuwa fuwa time~ (fuwa fuwa time~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha~ This is the best session ever!!! We (Kou and I) sang and sang lots and lots of Japanese songs until we reached the main gate of the secondary school. Along the way, people looked at us. But we don’t care, just continue singing. And often, I grabbed my file and take a look at the lyrics in there XD Heh, luckily we brought the file, actually…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew. Finally the merentas had finished, and we’re back to school. We went to the stalls and buy some stuff for refreshment. Wow… It looks almost like Carnival Day, with stalls and students around the canteen, selling food and yelling for customers. I brought the pudding (from what stall? I forgot), and… It feels weird at first when I poke it (with a plastic spoon, relax), but it tastes good when I eat it XD Then I brought the melted-chocolate with marshmallow (haha, fuwa fuwa time XD), with RM2. Somehow, I feel that it doesn’t worth it… Anyhow, we continue walking and eating, and we found that there’s nothing really good to eat. I started to find ways to eat all the chocolate left in the paper cup, which I couldn’t anymore with my little wooden stick. So I decided to buy another cup of pudding, and use the spoon to scoop them up. Neko was there, and she wanted to eat some pudding, so I hand her the pudding, and the stick. I’m not sure how she manage to eat it, since I’m busying with scooping the chocolates. Lolz~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eating, we went into the hall and find a place to lean + sit, and listen to the music (actually, I’m supposed to go all over to find for Alex them for Karaoke, but they’re not in sight…). After several minutes, we heard Mr. John yelling for people to go to the field, so we do so too. We find a very comfy place with no sunshine AT ALL, and sat there. It seems that the teachers today are not catching students with phones, so we took them out and listen to the music instead of listening to who gets the prize. But of course, we would’ve guessed so. The Champion for the girls team is no one other than Arwyn, Cheah Hwei Ven. She’s the star athletic in our school. The Champion for the boys team is Boon Aik Haur. I’m not sure if I spell his name correct, but it doesn’t matter to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’re still listening to the music, until they’re announcing the lucky winners for the lucky draws. Of course, there’s no lucky us, so we just sit there and wait for them to finish. Damn, the LKM gets the prize… if that’s not worse enough, the Lim “Burning Pie” gets the first prize! Damn her. I just hate her. She is not a good choir teacher, at all, and she thought she could. Heck. You’re thousand years early dude!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally! Time to release us from this curse we’re in!!! Mwahahahaha~~~ Kou and I rushed out from the place, and dashed through little holes, sped towads the taxi station in front of Star. We got a Taxi pretty quick, but the price isn’t that well for him. (RM3…) Anyway, we reached LM safely. We went for Neway straight away, and OMG, the lines!!! They’re LONG!!! But we queue up anyhow, and we looked at the price. WOW!!! RM5++ for members!!! Free “salad” buffet somemore!!! WOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOO~~~ This is just great!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We get in, change clothes (me), and get out. Rushed towards the buffet place, and ready to grab as much as we could. I don’t really remember what we’ve grabbed, but they’re all delicious stuffs, although they’re all light stuffs like breads and salad and stuffs. We grab twice, and there’s like, 10 plates in our little room. Haha~ And the mic is very good this time!!! This is just perfect!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I picked up some songs, played it, while we’re eating. Normally you’d expect food in a karaoke box will be sucky right? I tell you. You’re absolutely wrong. This buffet session in Neway is the BEST actually. Although this is the first time I’ve been in this time, at night, I’ve been here more than twice. The food are very nice. They even serve you Sushi at the night buffet! Salmon sashimis and stuffs that you mostly mentioned can be found here! Although the lunchtime serves you nothing more other than porridge + the spices, 2 types of soups, mix &amp;amp; max salads of your choice, sausages, various sauces, breads, jams, sour vege and tofu… They’re considered better than those out there!!! The cream soup, is good in smell and taste. It tasted almost exactly like in Wong Kok in LM. The jams, they’re even better than those you buy out there. The sausage, even without any sauces, its own taste can win!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuuu~ Eat until very full… Even when we’re singing, we’re still eating partially… By the way, we sang for 1 hour+, before the bill comes in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t believe my eyes…&lt;br /&gt;For two person…&lt;br /&gt;No tidbits…&lt;br /&gt;But plus taxes…&lt;br /&gt;You guess how much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you something before I announce the price.&lt;br /&gt;We get member price, free 1 drink per person, free buffet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate 4 toasts, 1 plate of fruit salad, 1 cream soup and 1 plate of sausage salad.&lt;br /&gt;One free drink (I picked Jasmine Tea).&lt;br /&gt;The total I ate is almost RM15 in a normal restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the bill says…&lt;br /&gt;Two person…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RM11.50 ONLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG.&lt;br /&gt;I shocked.&lt;br /&gt;Kou shocked.&lt;br /&gt;We two are shocked.&lt;br /&gt;Looked at each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yelled in joy!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s like, only RM5.75 per person!!!&lt;br /&gt;Less than six!!&lt;br /&gt;Cheaper than Mc Donalds!!!&lt;br /&gt;This is BUFFET + FREE DRINK + KARAOKE SESSION (of 1 hour though…)!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;WALIAOEH~~~~~~~~~!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best price EVAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we made an agreement to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“If any events of the school ends before 11, we’re coming to this time in Neway.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, that’s the best thing EVER in the whole day. To conclude this day, today is the PERFECT DAY in a school event and after school event. Hahaha~ Afternoon Tea Time XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for K-On bashings… BUT I LOVE THEM!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so… The song of reccom today is… *drum rolls…*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Clappings + E. Guitar solo]&lt;br /&gt;[Keyboard, Another E. Guitar, Bass, and Drum joins in]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIMI wo miteru to itsumo HAATO DOKIDOKI&lt;br /&gt;yureru omoi wa MASHUMARO mitai ni fuwafuwa&lt;br /&gt;itsumo ganbaru (itsumo ganbaru)  KIMI no yokogao (KIMI no yokogao)&lt;br /&gt;zutto mitete mo ki'zukanai yo ne&lt;br /&gt;yume no naka nara  (yume no naka nara)&lt;br /&gt;futari no kyori chijimerareru no ni na&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aa  KAMI-SAMA onegai&lt;br /&gt;futari dake no Dream Time kudasai&lt;br /&gt;o-ki ni iri no usa-chan daite  kon'ya mo OYASUMI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuwafuwa TAIMU  (fuwafuwa TAIMU)&lt;br /&gt;fuwafuwa TAIMU  (fuwafuwa TAIMU)&lt;br /&gt;fuwafuwa TAIMU  (fuwafuwa TAIMU)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;futo shita shigusa ni kyou mo HAATO ZUKIZUKI&lt;br /&gt;sarige na egao wo fukayomisugite Overheat!&lt;br /&gt;itsuka me ni shita (itsuka me ni shita)  KIMI no MAJIkao (KIMI no MAJIkao)&lt;br /&gt;hitomi tojite mo ukande kuru yo&lt;br /&gt;yume de ii kara (yume de ii kara)&lt;br /&gt;futari dake no Sweet Time hoshii no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aa  KAMI-SAMA doushite&lt;br /&gt;suki ni naru hodo Dream Night setsunai no&lt;br /&gt;totteoki no kuma-chan dashita shi  kon'ya wa daijoubu ka na?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mo sukoshi yuuki furutte&lt;br /&gt;shizen ni hanaseba&lt;br /&gt;nanika ga kawaru no ka na?&lt;br /&gt;sonna ki suru kedo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dakedo sore ga ichiban muzukashii no yo&lt;br /&gt;hanashi no kikkake to ka doushiyo&lt;br /&gt;te ka dandori kangaeteru jiten de zenzen shizen ja nai yo ne&lt;br /&gt;aa  mou ii ya  nechao nechao nechao---! (sou! nechao~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aa  KAMI-SAMA onegai&lt;br /&gt;ichido dake no Miracle Time kudasai!&lt;br /&gt;moshi sunnari hanaseba sono ato wa...  dou ni ka naru yo ne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuwafuwa TAIMU  (fuwafuwa TAIMU)&lt;br /&gt;fuwafuwa TAIMU  (fuwafuwa TAIMU)&lt;br /&gt;fuwafuwa TAIMU  (fuwafuwa TAIMU)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah~~~~~~~~~~~~ FUWA FUWA TIME by Yui!!! (Eh?! I thought it’s Mio?!) Hnhn~ Sorry dudes, but this time… The last episode… Yui sings the song!!! Muhahahahahaha~~~ And she’s damn kakoi~~~ Of course, so is Mio. Mio’s last episode’s song is the greatest of all!!! Of course, Don’t Be ‘Lazy’ is still the best. Damn! I love Ritsu’s drum!!! KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuuuuuuuu… I’m so hyper today… But of course, only during school hour. After I returned home? Everything turns back to usual again. Oh well… It’s not like I really care about it anyway. I’m going to leave this damned wretched place soon anyway. And I’M GOING TO STUDY IN LIMKOKWING!!! (no, not Wong Kok, relax) Although my parents have not really agree to it yet, but I’m going to. And yes, I WILL and I SHALL. Mwahahahaha~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark my words peoples!!! Watch me shine~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779448768385969107-557477653648209428?l=marumarumawaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/feeds/557477653648209428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/06/aries-part-3_29.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/557477653648209428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/557477653648209428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/06/aries-part-3_29.html' title=':: 超嬉しいAries Part 3 ::'/><author><name>HenkaMukyuuAries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00512084160520779383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TOdN7o95DBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/wXoUQW9jzx0/S220/DSC02639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779448768385969107.post-3860761724126276400</id><published>2009-06-22T15:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T15:47:41.312+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='career'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alone'/><title type='text'>:: 気持ち悪いAries Part 2 ::</title><content type='html'>I'm thinking a lot lately, about my own future...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I just be a composer? Or be greedy?&lt;br /&gt;Study as a composer, singing in the night, and work as an accountant in the morning...&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I'm sure greedy, and I sure don't have a time to work on anything else. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;And, I will spend my whole day busying about nothing...&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe not, maybe I'll be frustrating, and happy at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;Frustrating about how I can be so busy...&lt;br /&gt;Happy about how much fun I can have in these jobs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can't be all of them at once.&lt;br /&gt;I must choose the best for me.&lt;br /&gt;I can't be greedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I've decided...&lt;br /&gt;I shall become a composer.&lt;br /&gt;But maybe, at the same time, I will sing.&lt;br /&gt;A compose singer? XD&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's just lame...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's not the main part of my most frustrating stuffs, actually...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most frustrating stuff of all is actually my family, and nothing more can compare to this damn stupid stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because they're blood linked to me.&lt;br /&gt;Just because we live together under the same roof.&lt;br /&gt;Just because I'm the youngest amongst all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not even the friend's problem is actually affecting me that much. I can always get other fun to ignore those pains or frustrating stuffs that they did towards me.&lt;br /&gt;Or perhaps, it's because I'm actually alone in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm alone here, nothing is bounded towards me. I do not need to obey anyone, I do not need to care about anyone, just me, alone.&lt;br /&gt;But when I'm with my friends, I do have the obligate to follow their likes, to help them out, just because they're my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though, seriously, I found it frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why must I follow their likes even if I do not have a liking in that specific thing?&lt;br /&gt;Why must I help them out even if I'm actually not good in that kind of thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not know. I'm just bounded to do so, even without going through my thoughts the body just moved on it's own. To help them, to follow them.&lt;br /&gt;And yet, some just thought that I'm stupid, and doesn't really appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Guess I'll be alone again when I've graduated from this cursed school. Maybe, in certain way, it'll be the best for me. I don't need anyone to help me out anyway. Because, I know, even if I asked for, they'll use various reasons to keep them out from this kind of trouble. So why even bother to ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, that only applies to SOME, and VERY FEW people. Not all people are capable to help me out anyway. So I don't even really bother to ask for their helps, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geh, guess I can see how I spend the rest of my lives...&lt;br /&gt;Alone, eating Maggie-Mee...&lt;br /&gt;Listening to the music...&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the screen...&lt;br /&gt;Reading manga on one hand...&lt;br /&gt;And mouse on the other hand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... That's really a good image... XD&lt;br /&gt;Darn, I'm really sarcastic. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;Not like I really care anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Since I can be very dependent if I'm with another people...&lt;br /&gt;But very independent if I'm alone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, none knows these.&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm alone, who else can see the fact of it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh... Whatever...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779448768385969107-3860761724126276400?l=marumarumawaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/feeds/3860761724126276400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/06/aries-part-2_22.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/3860761724126276400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/3860761724126276400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/06/aries-part-2_22.html' title=':: 気持ち悪いAries Part 2 ::'/><author><name>HenkaMukyuuAries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00512084160520779383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TOdN7o95DBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/wXoUQW9jzx0/S220/DSC02639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779448768385969107.post-8662285504279221116</id><published>2009-06-19T14:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T14:36:37.457+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1/2 Prince'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='K-ON'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Don&apos;t Say &apos;Lazy&apos;'/><title type='text'>:: 嬉しいAries Part 5 ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Insert:&lt;/span&gt; Don't Say 'Lazy' (K-ON ED Song)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wee~ Finished 1/2 Prince, the novels!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's setting is in 21XX year, and about a girl that loves to play reality online game. She chose to be a boy in the game, and a lot of hilarious moments surrounded her from that day on. Lol~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's one of the best and hilarious novels, ever! It had a manga version too. Though it's better than the manga, actually, since the author of the manga cut off a lot of scenes in the novel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm still waiting for the manga to be published, because I want to see the image of Xiao Lan holding a meat cleaver and fight with 5 big bad guys, cutting through the laser gun and knock their XXs. Lol~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's really a good scene, in the last few pages of the whole novel. I'm so going to collect this series of novels!!! And pass down to generations! Mwahahahaha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, there's another thing that made my blood boil..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K-ON!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's an anime, talking about 4 girls making a band in the school, struggling to make it survive. It's damn funny, and quite yuri if you ask me... (Note Tsumugi's visions...) I love Mio a lot, as she can sing VERY GOOD, and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE'S SUCH A COWARD + TSUNDERE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love whenever Ritsu pranks on her, and the time Sawako force her to cosplay. She make all kinds of expressions and stuffs! It's damn cute~ Kawaii Mio~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially when, first sight, she's a very cool, tall, and have bouncy boobs (lol, quote from Ritsu), girl! Not to metion, she looks 90% like Isayama Yomi from Ga-Rei ZERO!!! Lololololol~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you seen Yomi be afraid of ghost before? Have you seen Yomi begged someone to sing vocal for her in exchange of helping that person to pla drum and bass at the same time??? (Seriously, I would like to see how that's possible...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Mio for you~ Nya~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, the "Don't Be 'Lazy'" that she sang for the ED of K-ON is really good~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z1o2xxyKdP4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go and watch it~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779448768385969107-8662285504279221116?l=marumarumawaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/feeds/8662285504279221116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/06/aries-part-5.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/8662285504279221116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/8662285504279221116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/06/aries-part-5.html' title=':: 嬉しいAries Part 5 ::'/><author><name>HenkaMukyuuAries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00512084160520779383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TOdN7o95DBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/wXoUQW9jzx0/S220/DSC02639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779448768385969107.post-5962330136178400032</id><published>2009-06-19T14:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T15:01:04.356+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friend'/><title type='text'>:: 気持ち大変悪いAries Part 2 ::</title><content type='html'>After yesterday's happy time in Neway, everything turned upside down. There're many frustrating and irritating stuffs waiting for me now. First of all, class shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn! I can't believe they still want that white colours shirt. I seriously dislike it, but since they insisted, I designed one anyways. What's worse? They actually had another design. Fine, then. You should've just take that out earlier, so that I don't need to waste my time designing the damn clothes. Geh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, guess the designs can go bye-bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the next problem, clubs problem. Seriously, I really think that the Japanese Club will not survive until the year end, and I'm tired of it too. Meh, the members are just lazy and irresponsible. And Yuki's not putting her leg into this matter anymore. Kou? I don't expect much from him. Geh, I'm so tired about this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily the ex-student is willing to come back and teach us. If not, this club will be foreverly gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, my money. Someone in the bus stole my RM10, someone's not giving back my RM15, and my Star Card is gone (and it will take me another RM10 to remake it. Fuck) So, in total, my RM35 is gone. Hell! I can buy an artwork book from that damn money! Curse it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Although, at the end, that someone DID give me back RM10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;But those are not as frustrating as the damn wrenched woman who refuse to give me back the money. I don't mind belanja her, if she asked nicely, but no. She put on that damned face and refused to give the money back. Better yet, she said there's only 2 hours of English songs, and the rest are all Chinese. Hell, we sang in total of 4 hours and 30 minutes, from 2 to 6.30.  If 2 hours are of English songs, then the rest of the language would be 2.30 hours, only 30 minutes difference!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;She slept while we're singing, we didn't bother much, and we did call her up to sing the English songs then. But she just sat at there, and look at us, kind of refusing to sing. So we sing then, since she don't want to. Then she want back and lie down. And she expect fun from that? I don't think so. Hell, I even learn to sing some unknown songs just to join in the fun, although some songs weren't that nice at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Anyway, after the whole thing, when we're about to go back, she refused to pay the money. I didn't think much about this, since I thought that she didn't have money or what. I paid for her, RM15, and thinking that she would give me back the money the next day.  But then, the next day, she refused to, said, "Why? You should give more than I do." That time, I was already damn furious about the whole club stuffs and stuffs and stuffs, so I don't want to talk to her. Fine. I called Kou to ask her to pay at least RM10, pretty good eh? The original price is actually RM16, since we forgot to count the taxes that day. Again, she refused to. She said we all sing chinese songs for most the time, and English songs only 2 hours, and we expect her to pay as much as we all. WTF?! If she want to sing she can always pick more songs, but no! She just lie down there and sleep! We did call her up for English songs but she refused to sing! It's not our bloody problem at all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;For your information, Kou did ask her nicely to pay us back, even showing the bill, but she asked, "If you're the one that goes through all there, will you still pay?" I can, of course, and actually, I DID. The second time when we went to K, I have the least fun at all. They're the one that bombards unknown English songs with ugly MVs in front of my eyes, and hell, I don't even know what the heck are those songs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Kou is able to do that too. During CNY, he went shopping with her, and ate Sushi. They ate until almost RM80, and he only eat a lil', while she's the one that eat the most of all. Then, she asked Kou to split with her too. Kou asked why, then she said, "Whatever, can la! You make me wait for so long!" Kou didn't argue with her. He just kept quiet. Damn it, RM20 also he didn't argue, now she wanted to argue about RM10?! WTF is that?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Of course we didn't say those reasons to her, Kou just simple said yes, but she answered back, "You can, I can't."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Seriously, what's her problem?! Even if she's EMOing, don't put anger on us! Damn, she had a heart or not?! Seriously, I'd rather be evil and wished that she can't get any friends forever, because when that really happens, it's none of our faults and business. If anyone wants to blame, blame on her attitude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Hell, and she said that she favors friends more. Geh, that's just stupid. And I really think that she's a friend, better yet, a best friend, for twice the time. But for two times, there's always an incident that made me feel angry and different about this woman, and distrust too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Hmph, luckily she agreed to give back the RM10, to Kou. Then Kou gave back to me, but of course took the money that I owe him. But of course, I will never share things with her anymore. I've learned my lessons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And yes, you're reading this. I'm not going to back on my words, miss "Her". I will still be a friend to you, but I'm more cautious now. I will never take a wrong step again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Mark my words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779448768385969107-5962330136178400032?l=marumarumawaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/feeds/5962330136178400032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/06/aries-part-2.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/5962330136178400032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/5962330136178400032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/06/aries-part-2.html' title=':: 気持ち大変悪いAries Part 2 ::'/><author><name>HenkaMukyuuAries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00512084160520779383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TOdN7o95DBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/wXoUQW9jzx0/S220/DSC02639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779448768385969107.post-2096783662353314331</id><published>2009-06-16T17:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T17:29:51.240+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tagged'/><title type='text'>:: TAGGED Aries Part 8 ::</title><content type='html'>What were you doing before you started this survey?:&lt;br /&gt;Did another questionnaire&lt;br /&gt;What is your greatest accomplishment so far today?:&lt;br /&gt;Finish 3 novels during school time~&lt;br /&gt;What were you doing 12 hours ago?:&lt;br /&gt;Laughing in the novel&lt;br /&gt;What are you wearing right now?:&lt;br /&gt;School uniform&lt;br /&gt;Name one thing you are not good at.:&lt;br /&gt;A lot of stuffs... Err... Cooking? I can't even cook a pack of Maggie-Mee...&lt;br /&gt;If you could improve one thing about yourself, what would it be?:&lt;br /&gt;MUSIC!!!&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite unique thing about you?:&lt;br /&gt;MUSIC TOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;What do you do for a living?:&lt;br /&gt;MUSIC!!!&lt;br /&gt;Do you enjoy your work?:&lt;br /&gt;YAYAYA~&lt;br /&gt;If you could have any job, what would it be?:&lt;br /&gt;Composer!!!&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been in a beauty pageant?:&lt;br /&gt;What the heck is that...?&lt;br /&gt;What sports did you play in high school/college?:&lt;br /&gt;NONE~&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite holiday?:&lt;br /&gt;Holidays that can make me feel happy&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite season?:&lt;br /&gt;There's only one season here... Summer.&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite color?:&lt;br /&gt;RED!!!&lt;br /&gt;Your favorite genre of music?:&lt;br /&gt;JPop&lt;br /&gt;Do you smoke?:&lt;br /&gt;NUUUUUUU~&lt;br /&gt;Do you drink?:&lt;br /&gt;No...&lt;br /&gt;Do you eat meat?:&lt;br /&gt;YAYAYA!!!&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite way to spend a lazy Sunday afternoon?:&lt;br /&gt;LISTEN TO THE MUSIC!!!&lt;br /&gt;How do you take your eggs?:&lt;br /&gt;Half-raw! Half-cooked! Mwahahahaha~&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite breakfast food?:&lt;br /&gt;Whatever that's good~&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite dessert?:&lt;br /&gt;Whatever that's good~&lt;br /&gt;What is your dream car?:&lt;br /&gt;CRIMSON!!! High mobility, like a GUNDAM!!!&lt;br /&gt;If you could live anywhere in the US, where would you live?:&lt;br /&gt;NY!!! CSI NY!!! XD&lt;br /&gt;If you could visit any foreign country, where would you go?:&lt;br /&gt;JAPAN!!!&lt;br /&gt;What is your biggest wish right now?:&lt;br /&gt;GET STRAIGHT A'S IN SPM!!!&lt;br /&gt;Do you wish on stars?:&lt;br /&gt;Eh? Does it works?&lt;br /&gt;Do you wish on pennies thrown into a fountain?:&lt;br /&gt;Depends what "Pennies" you meant...&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had a wish come true?:&lt;br /&gt;Har? Do I? Why I don't know? XD&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite TV Station?:&lt;br /&gt;None in particullar&lt;br /&gt;Favorite TV show?:&lt;br /&gt;ANIMATION SHOWS!!!&lt;br /&gt;Do you decorate for the holidays?:&lt;br /&gt;Decorate? I don't decorate. I only eat. Mwahahahaha~&lt;br /&gt;If so, which ones?:&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, I don't~&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite smell?:&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine?&lt;br /&gt;Your least favorite smell?:&lt;br /&gt;Smoke&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite board game?:&lt;br /&gt;Chinese Chess~&lt;br /&gt;Who was your first best friend?:&lt;br /&gt;Ehh... I forgotten... Hmm... Who was it again...&lt;br /&gt;Are you still in contact with them?:&lt;br /&gt;Err... Forgotten how to contact?&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite sport to play?:&lt;br /&gt;Dancing Game!&lt;br /&gt;To watch?:&lt;br /&gt;Basketball&lt;br /&gt;If you could be famous, what would you want to be famous for?:&lt;br /&gt;MUSIC!!!&lt;br /&gt;Why do you take surveys?:&lt;br /&gt;They kill time~&lt;br /&gt;Have you enjoyed this one so far?:&lt;br /&gt;It should have more fun questions... Like when you did OX or XO to any people... XD&lt;br /&gt;What should you be doing instead of this survey?:&lt;br /&gt;Ehh... Continue reading my novel? XD&lt;br /&gt;What will you be doing 12 hours from now?:&lt;br /&gt;Reading my novel and listen to K-ON MUSICS!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;What are your goals for tomorrow?:&lt;br /&gt;Get some new books to read... XD AND LISTEN TO MORE MUSIC~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779448768385969107-2096783662353314331?l=marumarumawaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/feeds/2096783662353314331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/06/tagged-aries-part-8.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/2096783662353314331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/2096783662353314331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/06/tagged-aries-part-8.html' title=':: TAGGED Aries Part 8 ::'/><author><name>HenkaMukyuuAries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00512084160520779383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TOdN7o95DBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/wXoUQW9jzx0/S220/DSC02639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779448768385969107.post-3961476721829999004</id><published>2009-06-16T17:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T17:19:01.803+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tagged'/><title type='text'>:: TAGGED Aries Part 7 ::</title><content type='html'>Who is the smartest?: Neko&lt;br /&gt;Who is the tallest?: Niro&lt;br /&gt;The shortest?: Gurei&lt;br /&gt;The oldest?: Cherry&lt;br /&gt;The youngest?: Niro&lt;br /&gt;The smelliest?: Niro? Perhaps...&lt;br /&gt;Best looking?: Ben2, I guess?&lt;br /&gt;Ugliest?: Err... I don't want to get belasah...&lt;br /&gt;Most fashion consious?: Cal&lt;br /&gt;The best at cards?: Huh? What's that XD&lt;br /&gt;The biggest sports fan?: Cal?&lt;br /&gt;The best dancer?: Cherry?&lt;br /&gt;The best drinker?: Cal?&lt;br /&gt;The richest?: Me?&lt;br /&gt;Who has the biggest butt?: Niro&lt;br /&gt;The biggest nose?: Americanjin XD&lt;br /&gt;The biggest feet?: Niro&lt;br /&gt;The best cook?: Kou&lt;br /&gt;The best to talk to on the phone?: Cal&lt;br /&gt;Who is the biggest neat freak?: Me? No. Cherry!&lt;br /&gt;The messiest?: Kou&lt;br /&gt;The most likely to win the lottery?: NONE SHALL WIN!!!&lt;br /&gt;The most likely to be famous?: Me! XD (Prasan betul...)&lt;br /&gt;Most likely to go bankrupt?: Me. TwT&lt;br /&gt;Most likely to spend time in jail?: Cal&lt;br /&gt;Who is most likely to fill out this survey next?: Err... No one~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6779448768385969107-3961476721829999004?l=marumarumawaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/feeds/3961476721829999004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/06/tagged-aries-part-7.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/3961476721829999004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6779448768385969107/posts/default/3961476721829999004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marumarumawaru.blogspot.com/2009/06/tagged-aries-part-7.html' title=':: TAGGED Aries Part 7 ::'/><author><name>HenkaMukyuuAries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00512084160520779383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NKNTGU-4eFU/TOdN7o95DBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/wXoUQW9jzx0/S220/DSC02639.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6779448768385969107.post-6958644802281022415</id><published>2009-06-15T13:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T14:57:58.096+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tagged'/><title type='text'>:: TAGGED Aries Part 6 ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title"&gt; Questionnaire For Fun&lt;a href="http://undeservingcriminal.blogspot.com/2009/06/questionnaire-for-fun.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;   As you can see I'm incredibly bored so I've decided to post this thread.&lt;br /&gt;All you need to do is copy and paste it and just fill it out with your own answers. This is mine:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is today’s date? &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15th June, 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What time is it right now? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;2.00 pm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*PERSONAL DETAILS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicknames? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you live? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Malaysia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your age? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;17&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hair colour? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Black&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eye colour? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brown&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Height? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;150cm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoe size? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date of Birth? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;March 31st 1992&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your star sign? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Element? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fire&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many siblings? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;1 bro, 1 sis&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many pets? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obsessions? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Music&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad habits?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; A lot...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phobias? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not that I'm aware of...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ABOUT YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes you happy? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Music~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What really irritates you? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Annoying people&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes you sad? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A lot of stuffs... But yet quite normal that anyone can think of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes you angry? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm quite angry all the time...? I guess I have a temper...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes you scared? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Err... Ghost? Not sure...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your best friend? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm not so sure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever broken a bone? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;No?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the best advice you've ever received? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don’t give unless you know the person is worth it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What trainers do you own? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;None?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the last CD you bought? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I forgot... Actually...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the last book you read?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Kuroshitsuji manga?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you spoke to? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing you ate? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yee-Mee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing you drank? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Soya Bean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the best thing you've ever bought? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dunno? Not much things made me feel that it's the best...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the worst thing you've ever bought? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A LOT OF STUFFS....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the best thing you've ever been given? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;None?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the worst thing you've ever been given? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hmm... None?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your future goals? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will be a composer!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Describe your bedroom? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yellow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your most embarrassing moment? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Err... Not sure... Forgot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do you consider the most beautiful woman in the world? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anime characters!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do you consider the most handsome man in the world? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anime characters again!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite thing to do on a hot summers day? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sleep? I've never been to a summer country before...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite thing to do on a snowy winters day? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sleep, again? Or play with people? Never seen snow before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were granted 3 wishes, what would they be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;1. I want everyone in the world be happy&lt;br /&gt;2. No criminals&lt;br /&gt;3. Everyone found their soulmate?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could go back in time to see or change something, when would it be and what would you do?&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; I want to go back to the Three Kingdom world!!! I want to participate in that!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the first thing you think about when you wake up? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;What's new in FC...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What exactly were you doing on September 11th as the terrorist attacks were being carried out in America? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Forgotten...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been in love? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Loving others? Yeah. Being loved? No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in the after-life? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kinda.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you see yourself in 10 years time? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Reading manga as usual...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could choose your own death, how would you go? &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Die without pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever consider having plastic surgery? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nuu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the funniest joke you've ever been told? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Har? What's a joke? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any regrets in life? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kinda... not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What advice would you give to a kid? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I do not give advises to kids. U-huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any hidden talents? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hidden? None that I've known of...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is yours an 'innie' or 'outie'? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Neither, or both?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last job? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Etto... None.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current job? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;None&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream job?&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Composer!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your hero? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hero? What's that? XD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Describe yourself in 3 words: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Weird, loud, otaku&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*FAVOURITES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite colour?&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Red&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite number? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite animal? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cat!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite sport (to play)? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don't do sports.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite sport (to watch)? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Basketball!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Favourite soap? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ehh... None?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite programme/s? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Singing competitions~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite radio station? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;None?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite movies? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Err... Harry Potter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite band? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;K-On! Wait, that's from an anime... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite song? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't Say "Lazy"!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite room in the house? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Muah~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite football team? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;What's football?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite footballer? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;What's foorballer?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite famous celeb/s? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Err... None?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite board game? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chinese Chess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite video game/s?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Yuri and Yaoi games...? XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite PC game? &lt;strong&gt;&lt
