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JUMP!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>143</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-4880724035841453243</id><published>2011-07-25T22:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T22:27:30.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HATE YOU.</title><content type='html'>I am angered and I felt deeply betrayed. I have lost all respect for certain people. I am ashamed that I shed useless tears. This is a test to see how I cope with this emotional turbulence amidst the stress in preparation for the examinations. I am proud to say I won't be defeated. These people suck big time and I won't lose the fight. Go to hell. I hate you. Fuck you. Whatever. Someday, I will get my sweet revenge, bastards and bitches.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-4880724035841453243?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/4880724035841453243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=4880724035841453243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/4880724035841453243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/4880724035841453243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2011/07/hate-you.html' title='HATE YOU.'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-3443219753134806242</id><published>2011-07-25T21:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T21:30:00.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's great. Everything's AWESOME.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Life's weird. There are just so many things I can't fathom. I might  be able to understand more in the future when I grow to become more  mature- at least that's what I believe. Why would a school teacher ask a  student to befriend someone else for benefits? Why would a school  teacher advocates practicality and grades above humanity and  understanding? Why can't a school teacher be devoted to teaching and  helping students, casting aside any favoritism or personal gains? I  couldn't understand my math teacher and I don't think he is fit to be a  teacher.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;During the PTM session, Mr. W actually 'advised' HT to  hang out with these two girls, whom I have a love-hate relationship with  (currently it's tilted more to the hate side), just because they are  'over-zealous' and extremely 'passionate about learning'. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't  want to go on about the hatred and explaining the difference between  learning and studying. That's not the main point here. The main point  here is how can a teacher be fit enough to be one when he has a warped  mindset that is not supposed to be inculcated in students. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"It will be good for you and your studies," he claimed, "to hang out with 'hardworking' students." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Firstly,  aren't we supposed to be friends because of respect and love? I believe  in true friendship and I make friends and stay as friends with whom I  respect and love. Undeniably, in this malicious society where everybody  is cutting throats in order to survive, it is just too idealistic to  want to believe that everyone is nice and that you can be friends with  everyone. However, it is with this kind of a teacher/person that such a  society might never progress in terms of moral values and humanity.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HAHAHA.  I feel like laughing at myself for managing to turn such a personal  story into an argumentative essay about credibility of teachers in  schools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, I was angered, extremely pissed, deeply furious...  about Mr. W especially when he turned to talking about me. How can he  ask CT to befriend me just because I'm better at maths? What a fucked up  teacher in a fucked up world. I would definitely teach CT if he ever  approaches me for help just like how I would teach others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here is a  message to Mr. W and to anyone who is as fucked up in the head as him:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;THERE IS NO FREAKING NEED FOR 'SOMEONE' TO BEFRIEND 'ANOTHER' IN ORDER  TO SEEK HELP. IF 'SOMEONE' IS TO ASK NICELY, 'ANOTHER' WOULD HAVE HELPED  IN ANY WAY POSSIBLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And this last sentence is for Mr. W personally:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; NOT EVERYONE IS AS HYPOCRITICAL AS YOU. NOT EVERYONE MAKE FRIENDS FOR  THE SAKE OF MAKING FRIENDS. SO FOR PETE'S SAKE, FUCKED OFF AND GET OUT  OF MY LIFE, YOU PATHETIC SORE LOSER.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm not exactly friends with  CT. I can't understand how a person can have such a cheerful disposition  as him who always seems to be in high spirits (even though I know this  is not true for he gets emotional too- he's human). However, I can't  imagine how I'm going to face him when I see him now. I hope I don't  ever have to cross paths with him for I'll always be wondering whether  is he being nice to me because he is a nice person or for some other  reason. I can never see my friends the same way anymore. Thank you Mr.  W, for turning my life upside down and inside out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's as though  this is not enough to label me as someone who is stupid enough to be  used by others, HT told me what she heard back last year. Remember the  two girls whom I've mentioned above? The ones who are 'over-zealous' and  extremely 'passionate about learning'? One of them name is 'CCB' (at  least that's what others are calling her). She overheard her saying to  her 'friends' before about befriending me and hanging out with me  because I did well in my maths that time. WHAT THE FUCK? DO I HAVE TO BE  STABBED IN THE HEART TWO TIMES IN A DAY? What a lucky day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And  that got me thinking. I was actually good friends with CCB last year.  She was my pw mate. I thought she's an awesome person. She broke the ice  between the both of us and made me feel so welcomed with her friendly  personality, or should I say hypocritical over-friendly personality that  I wondered if that's what blinded me from her true form. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She is  someone who voices her thoughts out loud and would ensure that her idea  is get across and would pursue relentlessly for reasons to reject her  idea. However, it just got to me that when we were doing pw discussions  last year, she was meek, just like me. In my group, there are Car and  MT- two fierce persons who argue strongly whenever there is an idea and  me- the quiet one who keeps my thoughts to myself and not forgetting  HER. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Did she stay as meek as me for my sake in order to be better  friends with me? I feel ashamed to say that I felt relieved at that  time to be able to think out thoughts with her for I feel subdued in  discussions with too-critical people. Was our friendship back then that  fake as a plastic face? Was I used by her to the extent that I didn't  even know until our friendship is really over? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There are many  reasons why I can no longer stay as friends with her before- her  insensitivity to others around her, her hypocritical care and concern,  her self-importance (where she always felt that she is the only one that  is sad and deserves others' pity without realising that others might be  as sad as her), her need for friends only when she's lonely, her sense  of humour which is really low, her low EQ, her not very high IQ (jesus,  she talks about nonsensical stuff most of the time and I can't believe I  just played along with her, was I that dumb back then?) and her  irritating worshiping of Mr. W (an unfortunate sad sad case which I can  understand for they both belong to the same category of people- annoying  and hypocritical and over-practical-ness)... there are many more but I  just cut her some slack- I'm a nice person after all, unless you've  stepped on my toes. But now, I have every reason to hate her even more.  You did it CCB, you completed destroyed any humane feelings I have left  in my heart towards you. Good bye, you bitch. Good bye too, Mr. W. For  the last time, get out of my life you bastard and bitch.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I can't forgive CH either. She's someone who make use of me too, I believe. She doesn't help me when I seek help but she dares to ask me for help. And she don't even ask politely!! Her rude and self demeanor is the first combination that I have ever seen in my 18 years of life. I am horrified. I abhor such people. For my sake, I should stop helping her but the nice me can't reject someone in need. I hope someday I would gather the courage to say no. However, for some reason, I'm glad for people like her to exist- at least I know that she is someone I should avoid unlike those parasites who feed on me without me knowing. Life's great. Everything's AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-3443219753134806242?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/3443219753134806242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=3443219753134806242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/3443219753134806242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/3443219753134806242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2011/07/lifes-great-everythings-awesome.html' title='Life&apos;s great. Everything&apos;s AWESOME.'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-4175059401837352237</id><published>2010-11-04T22:15:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T00:38:42.067+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I would NOT BE intimidated.'/><title type='text'>Frightened.</title><content type='html'>You know how I'd always tell myself "It's okay even if today sucks. Tomorrow will be a better day." Most of the time, this helps me to make it through the day. But it's becoming more and more difficult to do so now. Nevertheless, I'll keep on thinking optimistically. I'll practice graciousness and the virtue of letting go. If not, considering how life as a human being is hard, I might start thinking again that it's better off to be dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially, I'm not planning to write about yesterday's incident but there's no harm I guess. Yeah. Yesterday was a bad bad bad day. I don't understand it myself but sometimes, there are times you feel like you need some peace to think alone. No. It's not about running away. And damn it. I won't go and hide in a corner and cry even if I can because I don't cry. Crying doesn't help nor change anything. I won't waste a few precious tears on something like this. But I had a decent hour or two to think through things and that's all I would say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, you won't believe it. But today was indeed a better day. I started to feel like myself again. And even though it's a chore to listen through everyone's presentation again, I tried to pay some attention because facing an audience is hard. If the presenter can get some comfort from the audience, it would be a nice feeling. I know because I'd experienced it myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's a CHORE to start practicing the bloody script AGAIN. But I tried my best. Together with one of my friends, we decided to present without holding on to the cue cards. It would be my first time doing so and I want to do it well. But you know the atmosphere during the presentation came as a shock to me. I'd presented quite a few times to the same audience already but I was totally caught unprepared for today's seriousness. Everyone was frowning! :O It's a very different experience. It's not like your audience is giving you blank stares and bored looks. They were all frowning. And their eyebrows speak for themselves: What the shit are you talking about. Geez. Just shut up and spare us the agony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez. I understand how it sucks to have to spend the afternoon listening to a presentation you've heard over and over again. But omfg. It was totally unexpected. And panic and anxiety started to rouse inside me again. To think I thought I've overcome it! Fails/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hell yeah. I succeeded in forgetting what I'm supposed to say. I screwed up those parts I'd practiced not to screw up and also screwed up those parts I'd never imagine screwing up. It's a frightening experience I tell you. The worst I've ever encountered in my whole life. Was my presentation so stressful everyone started being stressed hence the seriousness? And no. That's not meant to be a pun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just glad that next Tuesday's examination is not going to have certain people around. And to think ... was sitting like right in the middle of the audience today. I would just say that I'd be happy to ignore ... existence. I'm ashamed to say that I got so affected by ... pointing finger at me and whispering whatever into ... ... ears that my confidence came knocking down quite a bit. But I SWEAR no one as unimportant would EVER destroy me so easily EVER AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, today was QUITE an experience. I thank them all for their seriousness and frowning eyebrows for with these gave me an idea of how freaked out one can be when faced with an audience one least expected to. Hell yeah. I'd thought everyone would at least be a little bit more supportive. There seriously breaks my believe of how nice the world I'm living in can be. Sighh. A scary audience. A scary experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighh. Hypocrites. Now I finally understand why I'm so worried around people. You never know whether anyone has any motive in being around you. This is the first in my life ever experiencing this kind of thing. I really believe that everyone is as innocent as can be. I guess I just want to be blinded by the harsh reality. Mommy, can I go back to being a baby with no worries?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you're wondering, I'd let hatred and anger consumed me rather than tears and sadness. Maybe hatred is too strong a word considering what many I had yet to experience and how unhealthy a word it is. I would say;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-4175059401837352237?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/4175059401837352237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=4175059401837352237' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/4175059401837352237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/4175059401837352237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2010/11/scared.html' title='Frightened.'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-6963599166468743685</id><published>2010-11-01T22:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T22:13:04.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>beautiful.</title><content type='html'>Okay. I definitely need to write about something good that has happened in my life amidst all the bad stuff. Good things do happen you know. They just appear out of nowhere, bringing a little warmth to your already-cold heart. Bad things do appear out of nowhere as easily but that's not the main point here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must really thank my friend for giving me so much support for today's presentation. I was like seriously freaked out because I was crapping at top speed during the rehearsal. Was extremely worried when everybody started saying your script is still too long. Ya. Empty words. Only she understands the meaning of 'action speaks louder than words'. Won't write the name here as it's my practice not to but if she ever saw this post I think you know who I'm talking about. XP Ya. You're the one who helped me shorten my overview. :D Thanks so much for everything. It helps me so much in overcoming that little bit of fear residing in some dark corner of me. XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And. My brother, although VERY annoying, has really added spice to my life. He's the only one in the family who would lame together with me. HAHA Thinking about it makes me want to explode with laughter. And my sister, although ALSO VERY annoying, is the one who always add value to my life. A very serious person, I can expect some honest comments from her about anything- lately my op. Damn. If I continue on, I would be thanking the whole world. So I shall stop here and go review my op slides. Too many colors. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-6963599166468743685?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/6963599166468743685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=6963599166468743685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/6963599166468743685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/6963599166468743685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2010/11/beautiful.html' title='beautiful.'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-5101204156699529924</id><published>2010-11-01T21:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T21:53:38.189+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mayb i&apos;ll understand 1 dae'/><title type='text'>u'r a freak ya noe</title><content type='html'>I don't know what's happening. But it seems to me like the atmosphere is getting a bit tense ever since promos and the start of op. And I don't like it one bit. Been feeling a surge of anger rising within me these few days, plus a bit of sadness. Shall channel these feelings towards a better presentation. At least they helped me to ignore anxiety for a little while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand. Is it wrong to do things with a little more effort? Why do I have the feeling of being put down just because I did something more? It's like this with promos. And it's the same thing with pw. Just because I'm freaking worried about presenting to some bloody  audience and I took the effort to try to overcome the fear, something  negative has to be said? The world is weird. Maybe it's better off to be dead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I'm glad it's more of anger than sadness. Sadness hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've been feeling stressed out these few days. I don't know why I'm so stressed. Maybe the feeling of being too relaxed has made me paranoid. Haha. It's been a long time since I'd felt like this ever since the end of O Levels. Like wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have survived by keeping a little quiet. I think I should stay mute for a while, keep a low profile, and things would pick up. Glad somebody taught me about optimism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. But sometimes I feel offended and I try to ignore the feeling so that I can remain neutral. But not everybody is like this I've learnt. Some people just radiate the 'aura' of "you deserve it". I want to continue to believe that the world is nice. Maybe I should just shake off this disillusion and crawl out of my safety zone to see the real world. But. I'm too much a coward. Afraid of seeing what's there. And this sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-5101204156699529924?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/5101204156699529924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=5101204156699529924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/5101204156699529924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/5101204156699529924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2010/11/ur-freak-ya-noe.html' title='u&apos;r a freak ya noe'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-5094087493949549733</id><published>2010-10-29T22:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T23:08:46.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HMM.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sometimes I feel so troubled I wished I could have been born anything but a human...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm still worried about oral presentation. I need to do some research on calming one's nerves, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freaked out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-5094087493949549733?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/5094087493949549733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=5094087493949549733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/5094087493949549733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/5094087493949549733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2010/10/hmm.html' title='HMM.'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-7786456644747048669</id><published>2010-10-28T23:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T23:34:26.521+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IRONY.'/><title type='text'>FREAKED OUT.</title><content type='html'>HEY DIARY. I'M SO STRESSED OVER ORAL PRESENTATION. I'M FRUSTRATED AND IRRITATED. I BADLY NEED SOMETHING, ANYTHING TO HELP ME GO THROUGH THE ORDEAL OF HAVING TO PRESENT TO AN AUDIENCE FOR BLOODY 5 MINUTES. I'LL BE WAITING FOR YOUR REPLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Do you know how much time I've spent just to craft out my script alone? I bloody told everyone, more of a complaint actually but that's not the whole point. The whole point is you see, I bloody informed everyone I can't handle the script because it's too freaking long. There are only 2 ways to resolve the problem- either I remove some parts or I need someone to cover certain parts for me. But everyone was like: all our scripts are long enough. Ya. Too bad I know. So I say the second option is to remove parts. Then everyone was like: Cannot. All very important. Then what do you want me to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. So after all the damned hard work, I talked at the speed of a bullet train and messed up my presentation. PISSED. And only after my screwed up presentation, did they finally see the fact that my bloody script is bloody long. And hell yeah. FINALLY. But still. No one came to a consensus. LUCKY thing we need not present AGAIN tomorrow. I'll just write a bloody letter and skip school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The butterflies in my stomach are doing somersaults again just by THINKING about the presentation alone. Is there any special medicine to calm your nerves so that you won't screw up a presentation? Is there any way to stay composed during a presentation? I always freaked out when I stand in front of the anticipated audience. I'd already tried imagining that everyone is a bloody pineapple. And it's a FAILED ATTEMPT at staying calm. During the presentation, my heart beats so fast like nobody's business. My mind becomes a blank and I start to babble. Seriously, half the time I've no freaking idea what I'm talking about. Tell me how am I going to survive the Q&amp;amp;A session. I'd rather be someplace else sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is there any HOPE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-7786456644747048669?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/7786456644747048669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=7786456644747048669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/7786456644747048669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/7786456644747048669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2010/10/freaked-out.html' title='FREAKED OUT.'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-5511970803331916020</id><published>2010-10-23T23:12:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T00:22:26.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YUUKI.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/TML-d-IpJJI/AAAAAAAAAsU/c8h_LPIBAPo/s1600/DSC02495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 135px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/TML-d-IpJJI/AAAAAAAAAsU/c8h_LPIBAPo/s200/DSC02495.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531263083213300882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hahahaa. Look at this! My very own 3.3cm long harmonica. I was like "WOW" when I first saw how tiny it is. Fell in love with it. I can play twinkle twinkle little star on it! Imagine that! Hell yeah. I have pretty small mouth if you still didn't know. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I received my new harmonica yesterday too. Cost me 35bucks. Had to purchase a new one since my button's damaged. And "do" and "mi" sounded weird. The reeds might be broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cut my lips while playing the new harmonica. Cos there is this edge, not very sharp but how do I describe it? Anyway, that's not the main point. The main point is I guess I do like playing the harmonica after all. But my mouth kind of aches after playing. And my head goes giddy sometimes. Too much blowing and sucking of air. But I admit I hate CCA. I dislike going for CCA. I prefer to play the harmonica where when I'm most comfortable- alone. Am I WEIRD?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I listened and watched NYC Boys's &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span id="eow-title" class="" dir="ltr" title="[PV] NYC - よく遊びよく学べ"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yoku asobi yoku manabe&lt;/span&gt;. My first reaction was OMG. They went to NEW YORK. Then I found it funny how the cameraman like to video all the NYC initials they saw. Would say I'm disappointed with the PV. It's like advertising America- just my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinen's hair doesn't look good. And Nakayama dyed his hair brown. Looks okay I guess. And talking about Nakayama, couldn't recognize him in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hidarime tantei eye&lt;/span&gt;. A sign of how long I haven't been in touch with johnny's fandom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So moving on, Yamada stole the limelight. Not only because he's center all the time, but he look's the most... idol-like I guess. I can see he is very very comfortable in front of the camera. Chinen only lost to him because of his hair. Whoever did Chinen's hair, I hate you :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And uh. Wr is finally done. All thanks to my supervising tutor~ She's a really really really nice teacher. I'll try my best to get a... B for her. A is just too high a goal considering my standards. I hope I just don't screw up my oral presentation. I'll force myself to imagine that EVERYONE is a pineapple. Hopefully that will distract me from facing an audience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my sister is back from China. She really lugged back a panda for me &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-5511970803331916020?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/5511970803331916020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=5511970803331916020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/5511970803331916020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/5511970803331916020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2010/10/yuuki.html' title='YUUKI.'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/TML-d-IpJJI/AAAAAAAAAsU/c8h_LPIBAPo/s72-c/DSC02495.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-3253140132645002841</id><published>2010-10-23T00:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T01:15:23.977+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='):'/><title type='text'>Obstacles</title><content type='html'>I don't mind if my life just ends right now. Then I would not have to dread getting back my promo exam results next monday; nor would I need to give a damn about project work written report. I believe this is called wanting to escape from reality. And who doesn't wish to? It would save so much trouble, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sad. The written report is really giving me a headache. I don't feel like scrutinizing the 3000-word report again but I need to do it. I can't just don't give a damn about it, can I? Sigh. I think I have killed more brain cells than I ever had in my whole life within these 2 months. What with the preparation for promo exams and now this project work shit. When will life get better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I just pack up and go to sleep? I mean my eyes are tired. Even though I should be feeling rejuvenated after a 3-hour nap from 6pm to 9pm, it just isn't the case. I'm low on glucose. I want to drink some carbonated drink but all I have is soya bean milk. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened to all the fun and excitement in my life? They just vanished without notification.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mixed emotions. Confused mind. These few days what I really require is some peace. Maybe I should go to the temple. To seek enlightenment? Duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared of people. Unpredictable. And it sucks when you need to make a conversation. Can I just let silence be the conversation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Animals. Lately, there's a monkey roaming in my neighborhood. Never seen it for myself but I don't really want to either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm talking crap. Maybe I should really just switch off the laptop; lie down on my bed; close my eyes and try to go to sleep. But I have a feeling sleep will evade me once again. Nvm. Shall just wake up tomorrow in the afternoon if I need to. If I can even to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-3253140132645002841?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/3253140132645002841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=3253140132645002841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/3253140132645002841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/3253140132645002841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2010/10/obstacles.html' title='Obstacles'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-7396698133872619601</id><published>2010-09-09T19:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T00:30:18.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sleeping in is never good for you. Especially when you woke up and it's 2.30pm. After you had bathed and eaten it's already 3.30pm. It's like the time for a nap! So wts. Used the comp for nonsense stuff I don't even know why I bothered doing. Stared at integration and did 1 qns. Got up and sat on the bed. Played with harmoc. 5 minutes later, put it back inside its case and stared at the ceiling for 25min. Took out bio tutorial. Stared at it for 15 min.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg. I do want to pass promo! But it's getting harder to concentrate. My brain just doesn't work anymore. :`( It's like stuffed with cotton wool and nothing good comes out of thinking. Sighh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-7396698133872619601?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/7396698133872619601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=7396698133872619601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/7396698133872619601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/7396698133872619601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2010/09/sleeping-in-is-never-good-for-you.html' title=''/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-2737498414308673136</id><published>2010-08-02T00:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T00:50:33.367+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='promos.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='damn you'/><title type='text'>it's coming back to haunt me.</title><content type='html'>And there goes my weekend. Why do I like squander away precious time? Someone, please enlighten me. From, me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-2737498414308673136?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/2737498414308673136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=2737498414308673136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/2737498414308673136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/2737498414308673136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2010/08/its-coming-back-to-haunt-me.html' title='it&apos;s coming back to haunt me.'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-7218434188692051146</id><published>2010-07-31T22:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T23:11:36.465+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unscrewed.'/><title type='text'>Screwed.</title><content type='html'>Seems like today's post would be similar to the last post? Why do I even bother to blog seriously. -.- Like last week, this week hasn't been a good week. Hoping for a change in the new week. I believe in miracles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was so so screwed. A very messy day. Harmoc was terrible. Didn't put my heart into playing. Just felt ike snuggling under the blanket, crawl up and go to sleep. Teacher was mad. That we can't play the SYF song right. Person beside me was emotional. Kept mentioning she can't stand harmoc any further. I was so tired. So so exhausted. Slept immediately after dinner and woke up today at 1pm. A soon-to-become habit? Hopefully not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was quite shocked at the qns for the math test on application of differentiation. The qns were super alien even though I studied for it. Guess I didn't study enough. Was super unfocused during the test. Just felt sleepy. Very sleepy. And since I started revision this week, I already had the feeling that I would make many careless mistakes. Would know when I get back results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PW is a headache. I think I just committed a great mistake that teacher warned not to at the very start of pw. Not to choose something you have no interest in. 'Cos I just doesn't feel like researching anymore shit on renewable energy and eco-driving and all those in the same league. Don't know what my group members think about it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturdays;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And life goes on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-7218434188692051146?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/7218434188692051146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=7218434188692051146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/7218434188692051146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/7218434188692051146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2010/07/screwed.html' title='Screwed.'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-4628813169510518949</id><published>2010-07-24T18:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T18:52:13.114+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I think I need to shut up.'/><title type='text'>The storm comes with the rain.</title><content type='html'>Wasn't feeling well this week. Lack of sleep had been affecting my appetite. I was hungry but when I started eating, I felt nauseous instead. So I wasted quite a lot of food. -guilty- And I had to endure this acute pain near my stomach. Or was it my stomach that hurts? I have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week all I get per day was 2-3 hours of sleep. Last night when I reached home at 7pm plus, I fell asleep till 1pm the next day, which is today. Sleeping is sort of my favourite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't do anything much at all today. Feeling super guilty now. Will start on Math after blogging. Yesterday's Math test wasn't very smooth. DX The last qns was okay. Hopefully there's no careless mistakes. I wasn't too sure about the first qns. But the second qns got me stuck. I guess I still hate sketching curves after all. DX DX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't bring both my bio and math lecture notes yesterday. Was extremely pissed off with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week was horrible. Couldn't understand chemistry. Is there any hope at all? Why do they have to name compounds using such a complicated method. And I think I need to retake O Level Math. Forgotten quite a lot of Math stuff. Sighh. Bio is extremely hard to catch up. DNA and RNA and all those weird stuff... I couldn't comprehend them at all. Why must the human body be so complicated? Sighh. I couldn't stand my new econs teacher. I think he's an extremely lame person and his voice too soft for a guy. LOLS. Econs is the worst subject right now. I hate it. ): And PW is the bane of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't go for the sectional dinner yesterday. Felt guilty that I've forgotten all about it. (&gt;&lt;) And my friend did remind me in the morning so that I could call my mum to ask her not bother to cook my share of dinner. But I forgotten. I don't have a good memory. [&gt;&lt;] And I didn't bring enough money with me either. Left only $3 in my pocket for dinner. Didn't want to trouble my friends so went home instead. Hope they are not too pissed off with me. T^T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to find new hope in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-4628813169510518949?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/4628813169510518949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=4628813169510518949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/4628813169510518949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/4628813169510518949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2010/07/storm-comes-with-rain.html' title='The storm comes with the rain.'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-7486840532980175918</id><published>2010-06-22T19:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T19:17:05.585+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when I felt like slacking... well... I slack.'/><title type='text'>Fresh milk rocks my worldd :P</title><content type='html'>Guess where I am! At the popular studying place... the libraaaryyy! Lols. So I got bored studying Enzymes and decided it's time to start blogging. Woke up super laatee everydaay. ): I swear I would start waking up at 9am from tomorrow onwards. If not, no more cool mint-flavoured mentos for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite a lot of cashiers been pissing me off lately. For the past few days, been having trainees at NTUC serving me. And oh my goodness! They are super slow in everything they do. -.- Sun already set still not yet my turn to pay. -.- Then today really super pissed off by this trainee because I'm rushing for time then she really really... as in reaaalllyy sloooww. The lady behind me got so exasperated she went to join another queue. When she paid her stuff already, I'm still waiting for my turn. Oh my goodness. Trainees are... well... trainees. Just my luck to keep meeting them at NTUC. -.- And it spent me 10minutes to comb NTUC to find milk. But nvm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-7486840532980175918?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/7486840532980175918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=7486840532980175918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/7486840532980175918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/7486840532980175918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2010/06/fresh-milk-rocks-my-worldd-p.html' title='Fresh milk rocks my worldd :P'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-4060393926803553781</id><published>2010-06-21T18:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T18:12:30.396+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MYE sucks )&apos;:'/><title type='text'>When life gets tough, all you need is JUMP XD</title><content type='html'>I got so bored while studying Chemistry for the past 2.5 hours so here I am. Woke up super late today at 11.50am and ended up super late for the Yan-Des studying session. :P (Don't blame me. Blame my alarm clock which failed to wake me up and my biological clock which doesn't want to wake up.) Ate at KFC- had a 2piece chicken meal which cost me 8bucks. My heart bleeds for a good meal. So nvm. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought the Math Mock Exam is on Wednesday. Turns out it's TOMORROW. DD: And there's still so much for me to catch up. ): Shall be a coward and hide at home to sleep during tomorrow's mock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no life. Been studying at the library for many consecutive days. That's a college student for you ): And now it's time for me to return to mugging. Chemistry. Biology. Mathematics. Economics. General Paper. Project Work. Cries/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-4060393926803553781?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/4060393926803553781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=4060393926803553781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/4060393926803553781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/4060393926803553781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2010/06/when-life-gets-tough-all-you-need-is.html' title='When life gets tough, all you need is JUMP XD'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-4094934645409410613</id><published>2010-06-20T15:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T15:38:52.894+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I needa concentrate real bad DDD:'/><title type='text'>I hate it when my stomach growls :(</title><content type='html'>Blogging in the library... what a wonderful way to spend your Sunday afternoon. So supposed to be studying but well... somebody abandoned me in the midst of our studying session and I felt so bored and lonely all alone in the liiibrrraarrry. So got distracted after she left. (Yes, it's all your fault DES. ): )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday, 18th June 2010&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studied with Hao at Woodlands Regional Library. It's a mistake to ask her out to study together. We ended up fooling around with each other. -.- I think we chatted more than we studied. But nvm. I enjoyed her company. (Yes, Hao. It's a compliment :P And no, there's no need to wear winter clothes to study in the library.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday, 19th June 2010&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studied with Des at Woodlands Regional Library. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Not interesting? &lt;/span&gt;Let me tell you something interesting. I managed to spend my whole day studying at the library- morning, afternoon, evening... Okay. Maybe it's not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that &lt;/span&gt;interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday, 20th June 2010&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is today. &lt;s&gt;Studying with Des&lt;/s&gt; Currently &lt;s&gt;studying&lt;/s&gt;  blogging alone in Woodlands Regional Library. Yeah. My life's been very interesting this past 3 days. Let me tell you something &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;even more&lt;/span&gt; interesting. I've forgotten that I haven't had lunch until my stomach gave a miserable growl 30 seconds ago. I'm pathetic. Let me go and have my lunch now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byee~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-4094934645409410613?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/4094934645409410613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=4094934645409410613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/4094934645409410613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/4094934645409410613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-hate-it-when-my-stomach-growls.html' title='I hate it when my stomach growls :('/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-2398591973774869781</id><published>2010-06-17T17:17:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T18:56:56.919+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Promise me life will get better.'/><title type='text'>It's hard being seventeen.</title><content type='html'>Forget the miseries. Let me give a good report on my past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday, 13th June 2010&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you want to meet&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; shuai ges&lt;/span&gt;, go to PC shows! There's like zillions of people at the PC show that day. And I got this little charming guy serving me when browsing their ASUS laptops. (Yes. I don't go to PC shows just to meet guys.) He's shorter than me but nvm. Chinen's shorter than me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So was intending to buy an ASUS laptop all along because the random browsing through forums showed that ASUS laptops are one of the best. Did consider Toshiba ones but they're kind of heavy. Did consider Sony as the last resort. Fujitsu is expensive. &gt;( Not Dell because it seems to be facing all kinds of problems as seen from the numerous complaints on the net. And no HP either because I already had a HP desktop that's not very satisfactory. And I don't like Acer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was looking for a lappy with at least an i5 processor, 4GB memory, 2 year warranty, is under $2000 and at least a 14inch. Almost bought a Lenovo IdeaPad Y460 at SGD$1599 with only a year warranty. Need to pay extra bucks to upgrade to 2 year. In the end brought home an ASUS A42Jv for SGD$1698. Now it's weird because the laptop is apparently an A42J but when I went to check the computer system, the model states &lt;a href="http://s212.photobucket.com/albums/cc249/lkyann/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Model-1.jpg"&gt;K42Jv Series&lt;/a&gt;? But nvm since the laptop works fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's really funny when purchasing the laptop. My aunt was interrogating the poor guy everything about payment. Using Nets would involve an additional 1% of total cost while using VISA would involve an additional 3% cost. My aunt thought that is ridiculous because companies themselves are supposed to absorb the additional costs. Then the poor guy got his boss to talk to my aunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boss deserved it for suggesting to pay by installments. First he mentioned there's no interest fees. Next he claimed that there would be 3% charge for each installment. My aunt sort of 'scolded' the boss and in the end she paid by Nets with the additional costs absorbed by the company. My aunt's an admirable woman. I would want to grow up to be like her. But. Impossible luh. Me too soft. I think if I'm the one paying I would end up nodding my head to everything they say. But nvm. Of course, the full cost is bore by me. My aunt's just paying it for me first since a 16 year old kid can't be carrying cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday, 14th June 2010&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some pig woke up too late to book a court for badminton so ended up staying at home. No! I'm not that pig. But then I'm thick-skin. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum got this for me and my sister:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/TBn-CGgRX5I/AAAAAAAAArc/eeJ9uwyy3R4/s1600/DSC02379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/TBn-CGgRX5I/AAAAAAAAArc/eeJ9uwyy3R4/s200/DSC02379.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483693333359452050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/TBn-nCnx3ZI/AAAAAAAAAr8/Z4Tn1lCCqB0/s1600/DSC02383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/TBn-nCnx3ZI/AAAAAAAAAr8/Z4Tn1lCCqB0/s200/DSC02383.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483693967972359570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/TBn-m36cF-I/AAAAAAAAAr0/U0-uT0Ff9us/s1600/DSC02382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/TBn-m36cF-I/AAAAAAAAAr0/U0-uT0Ff9us/s200/DSC02382.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483693965097834466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/TBn-mZG5HcI/AAAAAAAAArs/jm8OWntZTWg/s1600/DSC02381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/TBn-mZG5HcI/AAAAAAAAArs/jm8OWntZTWg/s200/DSC02381.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483693956828569026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/TBn-l2K7h-I/AAAAAAAAArk/8xtTdmGJ_DE/s1600/DSC02380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/TBn-l2K7h-I/AAAAAAAAArk/8xtTdmGJ_DE/s200/DSC02380.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483693947450263522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main thing is that it's pink! :DD I bet my sister hated the cake. XD I lovee the creamy part. And the chocolate. And the pinkk sugaar coating. But the cake itself is not that good. I preferred last year's blueeberry. :D And yes. I'm the awesome photographer here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And many thanks to those who made my day special (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Hachiko: A Dog's Story at home while eating my favourite snack and drinking my favourite drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 154px; height: 217px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OYUMoUrrdBE/SitXSlO_uEI/AAAAAAAAHA4/U8KQHe78x8A/s400/hachiko_a_dogs_story_ver2_xlg.jpg" id="imgb" /&gt;           +    &lt;img style="width: 190px; height: 190px;" src="http://www.deliver2u.com.my/images/Jack&amp;amp;Jill_RollerCoaster_Bar.jpg" id="imgb" /&gt; +     &lt;img style="width: 55px; height: 193px;" alt="http://www.nutrisoy.com.sg/images/prod-Omega-RS.jpg" src="http://www.nutrisoy.com.sg/images/prod-Omega-RS.jpg" /&gt;  = love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn from Hachi and be loyal my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, that's a good dog.  &lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, 15th June 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;It was darn awkward when I first saw my class after so many months. ._. And everyone's still look the same if you ignore the different hair colour part. Four of us had lunch together at Mac before joining the rest who were at Marina Barrage picnic-ing. It was super funny when we boasted that we had eaten at Seoul Garden instead. The secret was out when they realised there's no Seoul Garden at AMK and some idiot accidentally flashed her Mac olympic water bottle. LMAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played Master Rabbit Activate and if you ask me I think it's a pretty dumb game so I've no idea why I had so much fun doing it. XD Went to catch Karate Kid at Cathay and had dinner at PastaMania. I think the kung fu is super duper cool! That kid is super duper cool! JC is super duper cool! The tournament is super duper cool! 8D Though I find the starting boring and was almost nodding off but the kick-ass match totally got me engrossed. :D Spicy Chicken Spaghetti was too spicy for me. Down 2 cubes of ice and an upsize drink but my mouth still felt on fire. That taught me a lesson. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I've three shades of tan after Tuesday's class outing. Don't ask me   how. It just happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I didn't finish any revision at all. I was so distracted. Watched Gokusen the Movie because I missed its release last year when it hit Singapore's cinemas. I have no idea why I had to watch it today when there's so much stuff to study. So I finished watching it and that's pretty all I had done today. (&gt;&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Procrastination. Procrastination. It sucks being in college.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-2398591973774869781?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/2398591973774869781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=2398591973774869781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/2398591973774869781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/2398591973774869781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-hard-being-seventeen.html' title='It&apos;s hard being seventeen.'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/TBn-CGgRX5I/AAAAAAAAArc/eeJ9uwyy3R4/s72-c/DSC02379.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-3645310700839873093</id><published>2010-06-16T18:50:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T20:23:13.624+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Be at peace with nature.'/><title type='text'>When you wish that the earth would swallow you up...</title><content type='html'>Just a few minutes ago, I would have written an entirely different post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of things had happened over the past few days that pissed me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The new laptop that I'd bought hanged in less than 5 minutes after I'd installed the Norman Security Suite thingy. That means that the lappy hanged within the first 30 minutes of usage. No one is normal if they are not pissed off. To rub in the wound, mum had to scold me for being angry? Come on. When somebody's fcked up, you should just leave that somebody fcking alone. And to get the lappy into working condition again, I need to uninstall that norman shit. That's the same thing as asking my free antivirus shit to go to hell when you should be kissing its ass (if it has got one).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. It was crap on the first day of being 17. It's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DEAD&lt;/span&gt;line for some project work shit. But everyone says it's okay to forget the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'dead'&lt;/span&gt; and enjoy. Now. That was what created another freaking problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. You know there are just some people you can't get used to. How being in their company makes you feel awkward and everything. Trying to be nice doesn't help. Now I wouldn't even care anymore. It's okay because there are other people to be nice to. Is it?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It hurts. And my left chest feels pained.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. So I got the freaking project work done only to find out that there's no need for my part anymore. If that does not anger you, you're God. And even God gets angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time and effort went down the drain in a split second. I should have been informed that somebody else is doing the part and I should just die. If you're in the process of doing it, you could have already told me then. Tell me if you don't care that it's my special day or that I have class outing and only when God permits would I get the extra time to finish some crap. And damn it. I didn't even know it's urgent. If I don't do my part and somebody else would just fill in for me, I don't think I would give a damn in the future anymore. And I realised that while writing this, my anger has become more of a disappointment. But nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how there's 3 phases of anger? First, you get super angry. That's when you feel like punching the wall and breaking fingers (probably not your own) and screaming like no one cares. Then as your anger subsides, you starts to get emotional, what everybody calls 'emo'. You hide in the bathroom and those tears just came like nobody's business. You can't stop it. You wouldn't want to. As though tears that's ejected out of your body brings with it the sorrow and pain. You are not angry. But sad. And disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2nd phase of anger takes over where you are angry at yourself. Angry with yourself for being angry with others and the many things. That's when your mind's filled with thoughts of how dying would end the pain of anger. And you wouldn't need to suffer anymore. To hell with everything. I would just die and then there's no need to give a damn. Sometimes, it's worth it to think about what's the best way to die painlessly, i.e. without physical pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 3rd phase will come when you are angry with yourself for thinking such thoughts. That's when you get out there to try to be happy. If you're lucky, you succeeded in becoming 'happy'. If you're not and you met another asshole, too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. That's not depressed. That's human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guessed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-3645310700839873093?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/3645310700839873093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=3645310700839873093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/3645310700839873093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/3645310700839873093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2010/06/when-you-wished-that-earth-would.html' title='When you wish that the earth would swallow you up...'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-3339612164719022510</id><published>2010-06-12T00:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T01:32:56.589+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sighhh'/><title type='text'>The complication's getting complicated. But nvm.</title><content type='html'>So I tell you project work really sucks. It consumes not only time and energy but cheat your feelings too. And that I shall not go on about. :&lt; Started project work at 10pm plus just now. And just to complete drafting out one freaking email to this director of pollution control dept took me an hour plus, draining me of my energy and spirit to do anything else thereafter. What a wonderful way to end my night. Come on. I believe I deserve much better than this. Uh. Screw all project works. :/   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, rmb the last post I mentioned about dropping this damned cup of Pepsi onto the pavement? Apparently when I walked along it this morning, there's still stains on the ground that reminded me I'm the gdk who dirtied the pathway. Aiyo. So embarrassing. o(&gt;&lt;)o  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about mornings, I almost couldn't wake up today in the morning. Supposed to get out of bed&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;at 6.45am. Only jumped out of bed at 7.05am. My sister suggested getting this clock that has legs. When it starts ringing, it would hop about so that you couldn't press it to stop the freaking noise. Such a cute clock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently I was not only punctual for the YOG training but early as well. :DD That's quite an achievement for someone who got up late ya know. Be proud of me! :DDD So today's training was not too bad. We learnt a lot more about our jobs. It started to get fun when we had to learn the cheers. Apparently it is the job of spectator services officers to "motivate the crowd". So yeah. Learnt the Singapore Cheer and did the actions which involve zombies and gorillas. It was super fun! And the 4 hour training ended earlier than expected :D Which is good for someone like me with short attention span.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So didn't go for either outing or IT show today. Apparently it's not an IT show- which broke my heart and crushed my hopes of getting either a new MP3 player or IPOD- but a PC show. Sighh. But nvm. At least I would be getting a new laptop. IPOD can wait. :D I would be going for PC show tomorrow instead because my aunt couldn't make it today and my mum wants my aunt to accompany me, which is weird cos she's the one who suggested going today. She's always weird so nvm about her. (No. She don't read my blog. Thank God.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed in to sleep instead. Slept a blissful 4.5 hours from 2.30pm to 7pm. Woke up to follow my bro to buy a new pair of spectacles. That idiot broke his specs by dropping it and stepping on it. And this is not the first time. Well, an idiot stays an idiot. (Nope. He doesn't read my blog either. ;D) And it's kind of funny cos I sort of dreamt of breaking my own specs during that blissful 4.5 hours of sleep. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my friend msg me a birthday greeting today when apparently it's not my birthday. She very cute ah. Then make me shock a little bit cos I thought I'd forgotten my own bdae. -.- But her msg very sweet. Haha. Lemme give her a hug and a kiss the next time I see her. (Yeah Kahay. You should run as fast as you can when you see me. XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to granny's house for dinner. Then came back home to screw up project work. Gonna go check out what kind of laptop I should buy now before I go to sleep. :DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-3339612164719022510?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/3339612164719022510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=3339612164719022510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/3339612164719022510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/3339612164719022510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2010/06/complications-getting-complicated-but.html' title='The complication&apos;s getting complicated. But nvm.'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-2856128855991983704</id><published>2010-06-11T19:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T01:18:50.166+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hope.'/><title type='text'>Under the vastness of the sky...</title><content type='html'>So today was no better than yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;But nvm. Tomorrow SHALL be a better day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'd behaved super sucky today. I don't know why I was so emo today. But sometimes people just have their ups and downs ya know. But still super sorry for being uh. Unfriendly. I guess it's cos I'm still not very used to my sectional members. So I don't feel like making small talk at all. And sometimes when I want to say something I just kept my mouth shut, which is normal for me but. Man. I need to start talking. Or people might think I'm actually a mute. :x Other times when people are expecting responses I have no idea what to say. Oh man. I suck. Uh. Uh. So am super sorry for my lousy behavior. Especially when it's kind of hard for me to laugh at all today when there's so many things to be super worried about. This sucks. Uh. Uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rmb how in secondary school I was always sulky and everything. Especially in the mornings. I don't open my mouth at all- except to yawn. :x Cos I'm not a morning person and I hate mornings so I like to sulk in the mornings. But I try to change in JC luh. Seems like the problem's coming back. :x I need to ward that feeling off. Just give me some time. Oh. I'm a night person btw. That's why if you need anything at 3am in the morning feel free to approach me. The bat might still be awake for all you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm embarrassed. Cos I couldn't rmb a lot of people's names. And it's weird to start asking for names when it's been almost months in harmonica. Yeah, I know I suck- again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's YOG training tomorrow. Definitely would require interactions with probably strangers. Hopefully I don't dao people again. :x I need to get more confident and cheerful and ignore all worries- which is kinda difficult. God help me please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we are learning the piece Love Story by Taylor Swift! :DD I don't normally listen to English songs but I love this song. So I was like wts when I realised that my section would be just playing repeated notes. But then. I mustn't forget I'm playing octaves. Which is kinda sad since I don't get to play melody. But nvm. I play like crap. Maybe it's a good thing I'm not playing melody cos I might just destroy the whole song. Haha. Actually I destroyed all the songs already when playing octaves. I can't follow the conductor! D: Actually I can follow one and half counts but I can't do those one and a half count kind of things. Guess that's it for being a music idiot. But on a second thought, I don't actually think Love Story sounds good on harmonica. But maybe that's just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then during debrief, each of us was supposed to say one thing we have learnt from the training. I was stunned cos I don't really think I'd learnt anything. So with help from others I said I learnt more about other harmoc members. Well, I know she likes to eat chicken rice from amk and the other likes to eat duck rice and the other doesn't like to run. But who doesn't like chicken and duck rice and who likes running? &gt;&lt; Okay. Maybe I like running but then I'm weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was late today. By 6 minutes. Yeah, it's 6 minutes again. Took the same train as yesterday and had same walking speed. So ya. But nvm. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was drinking Pepsi while walking on the pavement when I had this premonition that I'm going to drop my drink. So I tried to adjust the many things I was carrying, which includes my bag, the newspapers, a plastic bag containing a KFC meal and apparently, the drink itself. Then the drink just go splat onto the walkway. I was like, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;OH MY TIAN! &lt;/span&gt;Then started scooping up the cup and straw and everything. It was so embarrassing can. Especially with people around me. What an irony. -.- But nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for these few days I didn't really study hard. From this Sunday onwards I need to start my revision soon and be serious about it. Today and tomorrow shall be rest days to prepare for the war that's coming soon. If that's familiar... well. No doubt about it, it is familiar. But nvm. XD XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-2856128855991983704?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/2856128855991983704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=2856128855991983704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/2856128855991983704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/2856128855991983704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2010/06/under-vastness-of-sky.html' title='Under the vastness of the sky...'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-1470408557428135525</id><published>2010-06-10T20:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T20:10:42.848+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='super worried super scared super anxious super sad super confused super...'/><title type='text'>If there's still hope</title><content type='html'>Die le luh ): I'm super worried for my maths. Today, had math tutorial session from 9am to 12pm. And at every freaking sum I freaked out. Like the first question I already made careless mistakes. Then the subsequent ones all gave me a headache. I totally felt like giving up. But must be resilient. LOL So what if I continued to freak out throughout the lesson. At least I managed to complete everything. Yeah, like that's a big achievement. Sighh. To think I studied maths for one whole week- as in every day- and I still can't do them sums. Die le luh ): Super worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's still bio, chem, econs and gp. How to cram everything into my small brain within two weeks? D: And there's still a zillion article reviews to complete. Sighh. Desperate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was late today- again. LOL By only 6 minutes. But class had already started. They so punctual right. I must try to be punctual too. Believe in me will ya :D Apparently someone doesn't so she wants me to show her that I can be punctual by being punctual for tomorrow's harmoc training. Well, we shall see. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So went for harmoc after the maths lesson. Self practice for around an hour or so. More like complaining session. Cos we were down there- or rather up there on the LT seats- grumbling about teachers. Ha. Then had group practice. Then played captain's ball which was like damn fun. Cos it's been years since I last played captain's ball in primary school. HA. Had some serious share of sweat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first throw went into the dustbin can. It's like super funny. So accurate huh whoever who shot the ball. XD XD Our group's opponents all had tall defenders. Damn lah can. Haha. Cos the second round I was the one to stand on a chair to catch the ball, then this freaking tall guy stand in front of me and kept blocking the passes. Tsk. And I was so scared that I would fall off the chair anytime. LOL I'm kind of not a very balanced person. Good thing no tragedy. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't say harmoc is super fun. But it's an alright cca I guess. Get to learn a new instrument and to make new friends. Not too bad huh. Just that I still doesn't feel belonged sometimes- or maybe most of the time. But nevermind. Tomorrow shall be a better day. 8DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for next tuesday. Having secondary school class gathering. Bet it shall be fun. Though I don't see how watching a movie together can be fun... but if I say so it shall be so :P Can't wait to see my darling hao hao :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-1470408557428135525?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/1470408557428135525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=1470408557428135525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/1470408557428135525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/1470408557428135525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2010/06/if-theres-still-hope.html' title='If there&apos;s still hope'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-83690355452584111</id><published>2010-06-08T22:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T20:18:19.877+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOL'/><title type='text'>AGAIN.</title><content type='html'>Today was super tiring. Genetics of Viruses is really killing me. Reached home from school at 12pm. Ate and slept at 1pm. Woke up at 2pm to visit the dentist. As a souvenir, he gave me a model of my 'before' and 'after' teeth. How nice of him. ._. And I got free toothpaste. Well, so many gifts. I guess it's worth it to endure all the pain and ulcers during this period of wearing braces... ._. LOL XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Marina Square after that. Ate at Long John Silvers- a place I seldom visit 'cos all I ever visited was KFC and KFC. :DDD Decided I don't like the food there. Fries too salty. A funny taste to the cheese. Chicken too overcooked. Ice lemon tea too little. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Junction 8 for a dinner at Cafe Cartel with this group of cheerleaders. The dinner was super expensive. :x Ate this chicken and mushroom macaroni that doesn't go well with my throat. It made my throat terribly itchy and the peach ice tea didn't help. Forced myself to finish eating it. Well, it cost me 18 bucks after all. Don't feel like wasting it. XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was super awkward throughout the whole dinner. :x Was feeling super shitty. Why do I always feel crappy at gatherings. :x Since my friend was leaving early, I left together with her. Then went window shopping alone to see whether there's anything that catches my eye. Saw this piece of clothing that I've been wanting! But hadn't brought enough money with me. D: Then saw this dark purple hairband that I wanted to buy the last time but didn't. I was so surprised it's till there! But it cost a freaking 5.60$. I mean come on, 6bucks for a hairband that could break anytime? Don't think it's worth it. Sadded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to enjoy myself but failed. Maybe tomorrow would be a better day(: Meeting up with cousin to study again tomorrow. Wonder what should I study huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buono! is LOVE~ &gt;P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-83690355452584111?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/83690355452584111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=83690355452584111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/83690355452584111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/83690355452584111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2010/06/again.html' title='AGAIN.'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-1018329859323648871</id><published>2010-06-04T23:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T23:35:47.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired.</title><content type='html'>When I woke up this morning at 10.45am, I brushed my teeth, washed my face, bathed, sat on my bed and stared. It's kind of depressing that I have to worry about so many things on such a nice morning during the holidays. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't feel like eating though I was starving. Didn't feel like going out though I had to meet my cousin to study together. ): So after an eternity, dragged my ass out of the bed and out of the house towards the library. Oh sighhhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I couldn't do a single Series &amp; Sequences question even though I listened during tutorials, reread the lecture notes before attempting the class assessment. It's okay. Not knowing how to do a math question isn't the end. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did managed to complete Differentiation class assessment. Did managed to complete Energetics. Though with many left blank...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to do my homework ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to do biology when I reached home at 8.45pm. However, my sister was hogging the only computer still surviving and I couldn't do. At 10.30pm, I was free to use the computer. How nice of her to give me my turn when I'm feeling sleepy and tired and just want to go to bed. So am listening to Buono! right now while blogging. Let me have a nice sleep before waking up tomorrow to complete what I have to, thereafter which I'll be meeting the same cousin to watch Snow Prince at her house if we manage to buy the DVD. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-1018329859323648871?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/1018329859323648871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=1018329859323648871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/1018329859323648871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/1018329859323648871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2010/06/tired.html' title='Tired.'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-4323568858707642155</id><published>2010-06-02T23:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T00:11:31.696+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I needa concentrate real bad DDD:'/><title type='text'>... the 2nd.</title><content type='html'>So this is the second time since the start of the June Holidays that I would be sleeping after 12am. Went to the library with an Arioka Daiki fan today to do some studying. :DD Had a Fillet Fish burger at Mac for lunch today. Spent an hour to finish the burger. Wth. LOL Didn't manage to do much studying in the 3 hours plus at the library though. ): Only managed to get started on DNA &amp; Genomics and Differentiation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn. DNA is screwing up my head badly. And when I went on the net to figure out what's the function of RNA Polymerase in Transcription, I got the net asking me which RNA Polymerase am I interested in: "Polymerase I, II or III, your Majesty?" which I didn't even know exist. So now I'm stuck at what exactly is the general role of the enzyme. What a pain in the ass. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost my Trigonometry formula list that accompanied me through O Levels! DD: It's an A4 size paper that's filled with many "tan", "cos", "sin", "cot", "sec", "cosec" in 12 different colours... If anyone found it, please return it to the lost &amp; found counter! I'm seriously heartbroken. DD: Now, where the heck is my calculator? DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-4323568858707642155?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/4323568858707642155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=4323568858707642155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/4323568858707642155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/4323568858707642155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2010/06/2nd.html' title='... the 2nd.'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-1702827230703553110</id><published>2010-06-01T11:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T12:00:24.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's the start... of June Holidays!</title><content type='html'>Last Thursday was crap day. Our excellent GP teacher left us, not before assigning us a load of holiday crapwork to be done. Then there's cross country. A whole stretch of 3.2km aiming to kill people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday morning woke up at 9.30am to do project work. Left at 12.30pm for lunch. Met up with some buddies to shop at 2pm and tio scolded for being late by 2 minutes. :X On the way to Bugis, one of my friends' high heels kena stuck in the drain. LMAO One couple managed to help us get the heel out. Thank god. But her heel was damaged. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally bought a watch! My old one is getting annoying not only because the strap was damaged but its colour's fading. Couldn't decide whether to buy the pink or the green one. My friend and the salesgirl coaxed me into getting the green one. So tada! Green is lying beside me now. Haix. Maybe should have bought both instead huh. Cos Pink is also irresistible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner at don't-know-which shopping mall. Continued shopping at that mall and reached home at 11pm. Didn't manage to get anything for a cousin's birthday though. Don't know what to get for her. So this coming Sunday, we are going shopping together! :DD $$$ please fall from the sky. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend owed me $28. Must remember to get it back from her. Me getting filthy poor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night chiong project work again until 2am in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday and Sunday were sleeping days. Slept till late afternoon and slept again after dinner. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, i.e. Monday, dug out some old DVDs and started watching them. God, I really do know how to waste time. &gt;&lt; Wanted to get started on Chemical Energetics but... Fails/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to get started on my DNA and Genetics before my dentist appointment at 3.30pm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a feeling I'm gonna procrastinate again... :X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-1702827230703553110?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/1702827230703553110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=1702827230703553110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/1702827230703553110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/1702827230703553110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-start-of-june-holidays.html' title='It&apos;s the start... of June Holidays!'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-3597708182440388088</id><published>2010-05-25T22:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T02:18:06.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confused.</title><content type='html'>Hadn't meant to blog on a school night. Finally finished my economics homework! :DD Though I crapped through the last 2 questions... :x So. Since yesterday, I've been extremely determined to start studying seriously. Retarded me finally realised how important studies are. My classmates are pretty smart. They are able to answer those funny questions teachers like to throw at us which makes me realise how lag behind I am in my studies. And 1 semester has already passed. &gt;.&lt; And mid year examinations are coming in a month's time. :o So congrats to me for finally realising the importance of hard work. Whatever. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya. People relations is really a complicated subject. :O Sometimes, people can screw up my head really badly, making me so so confused. Oh man. If someone can enlighten me please. Haix. Nevermind. I will just try to stay optimistic huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. She joined the CCA that I would have joined as well if I went poly. Finally, there's a common interest between us! But then. Lost friendships, I guess are lost forever huh. Well, I did try to salvage the friendship but she doesn't seem to care. It's just that I'm a little bit sad huh. But nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good teachers are leaving us soon. ): Hopefully the replacements won't be too bad or else I can't make it le luh. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-3597708182440388088?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/3597708182440388088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=3597708182440388088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/3597708182440388088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/3597708182440388088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2010/05/confused-mama.html' title='Confused.'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-6580178925227795436</id><published>2010-05-16T00:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T00:27:15.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Airi ♥ Yuto ♥</title><content type='html'>WONDERFUL~ Two of my favourtie artistes together just makes my day~ Airi Suzuki from C-ute and Nakajima Yuto from Hey! Say! JUMP. I absolutely won't mind if two awesome people are dating each other. :3 And those edited pictures look so reaaal~ Airi and Yuto is ♥.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8Ksx8bxLvkQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&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/8Ksx8bxLvkQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&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/9160150902503767097-6580178925227795436?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/6580178925227795436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=6580178925227795436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/6580178925227795436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/6580178925227795436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2010/05/airi-yuto.html' title='Airi ♥ Yuto ♥'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-2863511717042326195</id><published>2010-05-16T00:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T00:21:19.520+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love ya Yuto (:'/><title type='text'>Nakajima Yuto's Moonwalk Collection</title><content type='html'>Yuto is just ♥. See it for yourself. And fall in love with him. Nakajima Yuto the Hottie 8D &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nwuzCB0AZZA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&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/nwuzCB0AZZA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; Been wanting to do a video of all his amazing moonwalks. But this guy here beat me to it. Nevertheless, she did a wonderful job. c: There are more of his moonwalks which are not reflected here but still... this video is just ♥♥♥.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-2863511717042326195?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/2863511717042326195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=2863511717042326195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/2863511717042326195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/2863511717042326195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2010/05/nakajima-yutos-moonwalk-collection.html' title='Nakajima Yuto&apos;s Moonwalk Collection'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-7908075529217997998</id><published>2010-05-15T23:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T00:14:15.451+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yuuki (:'/><title type='text'>NYC- Yuuki 100%</title><content type='html'>NYC- Yuuki 100%. I thought Hey! Say! JUMP's supposed to sing this. _ _ And yeah. Only NYC. The boys are not here. _ _ And I never did say the thought that JE boys can be so gay sometimes never every crossed my mind. I think Chinen's more suited for this song. But then I'm biased. XD GO CHINEN! Yeah. He's the yellow guy, my sunshine (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakayama's legs are long. Yamada pale in comparison. :x I think Nakayama still has a long way to go. He still looks kind of nervous to me, like not exactly as relaxed in front of the cam. And this is even more obvious when he's besides the 2 other more experience guys. But I like him ^^ He wins in Koishite Akuma. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the dance looks absolutely gay to me. Sort of horrified at first. In the end I just ended up exploding in laughter. ROFL Watch to find out why. &lt;333 And the acrobatics -if that's what ppl call it- are awesome! Watch to find out more. Chinen wins~ &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/scubwYnZQQc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/scubwYnZQQc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" 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; I think I still prefer Ya Ya Yah's version after all. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't know that Chinen could do moonwalk! That little guy is getting more and more adorable ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-7908075529217997998?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/7908075529217997998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=7908075529217997998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/7908075529217997998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/7908075529217997998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2010/05/nyc-yuuki-100.html' title='NYC- Yuuki 100%'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-5587938717635339571</id><published>2010-05-15T22:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T22:40:39.130+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Someone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='please just kill me.'/><title type='text'>I'm...</title><content type='html'>Sadded. Frustrated. Irritated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I screwed up my harmonica audition. Ended up in section 3 while my friends are in section 2. Seated beside this girl who's seated beside her best friend. I felt so neglected. ): The senior who coached us was a friend of this girl. I felt ignored. ): When there's problems, it seemed there's no one to approach. Sadded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From 1 pm all the way till 7pm, I was rushing through my project work. Damn pw. And I did all the easy yet boring stuff... And that's all I done for the whole day. There's so many homework still waiting to be done. A never-ending pile... Frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just started on my Economics E-Lecture. WTF? It's as though she thinks I'm already not sick enough of her voice, she had to post a video with her voice online. And I'm forced to listen to it till the end... which I have not done so. Damnit. Her voice irritates me. I'm just gonna watch the slides with the sound muted. Irritated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone, please just kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crying alone. No one cares. Suffocated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-5587938717635339571?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/5587938717635339571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=5587938717635339571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/5587938717635339571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/5587938717635339571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2010/05/im.html' title='I&apos;m...'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-7993724830211875551</id><published>2010-05-01T00:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T22:41:53.659+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love ya Yuto (:'/><title type='text'>Yay!</title><content type='html'>BOOx2! :DDD After whining and complaining, I need some happy thoughts. (: Finally. As in... FINALLY, NAPHA was over!!! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, was on the train home with a friend when I saw this girl reading the Wink Up magazine. Saw Chinen, Yamada and Nakayama on the cover page! Was ECSTATIC. XD XD Chinen's so pretty. XD My friend was like "Yeah, he's kinda cute but looks like a girl." I went, "I know what you mean. My mother's like, "Why are you oggling over girls?!" Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Bishan to shop for a friend's gift. You know I really hate it when the salesgirl starts following you and asking, "What are you looking for?" Silence from me. She went on, "Is it a gift for a friend?" "Yeah." I answered. "Is the gift for a girl or guy?" "Girl." "Oh, then maybe you might want to buy this... many designs... only $20...." I really want to tell her to just piss off and leave me alone. -.- I know she's trying to be helpful but... I didn't ask for any innit. -.- And when I need help, no one's there. Tsk. I left the shop without buying any shit. LOL But bought this cushion thingy from Precious Times. So cute~ I think I fell in love with every single soft thingy in the shop. But can't afford to waste any money as I only had $22 with me then. Sigh......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to go for some Flag Day on Saturday then I realised with a shock it's going to last from 10am to 5pm. What the shit. -.- My friend decided not to go so I'm not going either. And I'm going for AJC's Chinese Orchestra Concert with a friend! We're going to have a meal together before going. I can't wait to see her. It's been an awfully long time. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my little 7-year-old cousin thinks she's cute. I was trying to concentrate on studying for some shitty test that starts with a C and she came over with a piece of paper wanting to borrow a pencil. After ignoring her for some moments, I gave her a pen anyway- a red pen. Happily, she said "Thank you!" After a while, she showed me what she had written:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I need a red pen."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids really know how to annoy people. -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-7993724830211875551?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/7993724830211875551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=7993724830211875551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/7993724830211875551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/7993724830211875551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2010/05/yay.html' title='Yay!'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-644379524624199678</id><published>2010-04-30T23:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T23:04:58.132+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You&apos;re my love baby (:'/><title type='text'>Ignore this post. Ramblings are unhealthy ):</title><content type='html'>BOO! I'm still slacking DD: I don't feel like studying! Lecture notes and tutorials and homework and shittystuff make me cry! DD: Sigh...... Common tests're coming soon on 28th June. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I have to study Chemistry?! Electrons and protons and neutrons and atoms and molecules and crapstuff can't even be seen! :O Why must we study them? T^T  The shapes of molecules are making my life terrible DDD: How the hell had Chemistry become my favourite subject in Secondary school is puzzling me badly. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PW is a waste of time DD: Only given 2 drafts to be completed before submitting the final one. WTF?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math's my favourtie subject! Ever since young! That's why AJ's teachers making me mad D: Someone please sack Shitty Seet (my math tutor). How the hell did he pass NIE training?! Tutorials are already becoming a nuisance. Then during lectures they make us copy so many shit how the hell am I suppose to concentrate on listening to lectures? ): Forgotten to bring my lecture notes today. Thought the notes are for reference and not notes at all. -.- DUMBDUMB. Turned out to be a blessing in disguise. I think I paid more attention than I ever did in today's Math lecture; without having to get distracted by the copying process. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GP was great! Teacher's not in school today. 1.5hrs free! But was used to do GP project essay instead. And this reminds me: to do research on should young people fear the future. I think they should. Doom's Day coming in 2012.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biology's some scary shit. D: I love playing around with DNA. But the big words're scaring the shit out of me. ): Videos might be effective for many learners but unfortunately, I'm the odd. D: When the teacher played videos (Biology stuff of course), if I concentrate on watching how the enzyme RNA polymerase do its work during transcription process, I ended up watching a mixture of shapes moving about but I don't catch the content at all. D: More often than not, I ended up not watching but listening to the videos instead. I'm not benefiting ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like Economics either. ): All those determinants of supply and demand and market equilibrium thingy are screwing my head up badly. And the current lecturer's boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to remove my braces badly! But can't find the time to visit the dentist. DD: I don't like the braces scraping against my gums when playing the harmonica. The only thing that consoles me is that Koike Teppei plays the harmonica too! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kimi ni okuru uta......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-644379524624199678?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/644379524624199678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=644379524624199678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/644379524624199678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/644379524624199678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2010/04/ignore-this-post-ramblings-are.html' title='Ignore this post. Ramblings are unhealthy ):'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-3855156096011758761</id><published>2010-04-17T22:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T23:29:21.249+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saturday&apos;s my life.'/><title type='text'>Saturday's the best!</title><content type='html'>Amazing. Eyes opened at exactly 8am today, though I only got out of bed 2 hours later. Anyway, it's unusual, but I went out with mum and sis to the market for lunch and to shop for some things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remarkably, I had an enormous appetite today. Ate 2 puffs and drank a glass of chocolate milk for breakfast. That's not enough. An hour late ate noodles for lunch. Ate soya bean curd as dessert. Whenever I felt hungry, I drank milk. I think I've exceeded 3 cups already. Ate maggie mee 3 hours later. One bowl? No no. Not enough. I ate 2 bowls. Drank the soup till the last drop. :DD One hour later, had dinner- rice, chicken, fish and some spicy soup, together with a packet of ice lemon tea. Now, I'm starving. DD: But I already had my teeth cleaned, and I don't feel like brushing my teeth a second time. Greedy yet lazy. That's how I am. XD XD If you still don't know me, you do now. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried to concentrate on my schoolwork but failed. :x Econs made my eyes blur and GP comprehension passage was so darn hard I couldn't understand a single thing. :x So chose to procrastinate and hug the computer instead. :x Currently addicted to &lt;em&gt;Hitomi no Screen &lt;/em&gt;by &lt;strong&gt;Hey! Say! JUMP&lt;/strong&gt;. Not yet bought their single, but going to soon. I hope. Or else... sad case. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hitomi no naka utsuru sekai afure souna kanashimi demo...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice song. So. I youtube-d various harmonica pieces that I have to master for my audition that's coming soon. Seriously, I suck at playing that thingy. DD: I do practice okay. But I couldn't follow the beat or whatever it is called. It's always: I played too fast; I played too slow; or I played the wrong notes. Damn difficult. DD: But I really doesn't want to affect group performance. Sigh. All in all, I suck. That's all you need to know. DDD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched TV with my little sis for the rest of the evening. It's this show whereby celebrities challenged themselves by pitting against primary school students. Basically, they have to answer primary school-based questions. Darn funny to see them one by one fail. XD XD So I was entertained. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe my shock when another issue of the Time magazine arrived again? DD: I haven't even finished the first issue. DD: And there's already like 5 issues or so left untouched on my table. I didn't know it's a weekly subscription when I subscribed. -.-  And so every week they keep coming, shocking me till half-dead. -.- And I still need to read my Broader Perspectives. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend's birthday is coming up soon. Wondering what to buy for her. Hopefully we can get to go out. Nowadays, hardly get to chat with them. ): Sigh. They seem busy. Maybe I should really be putting in effort in my studies. But I really don't feel like stuyding anymore. DD: I've been studying for the past freaking 10 years, and what do I get? 2 certificates that only invite competition among us and more stress. I just want to lead a carefree life baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cute little brother defaced my poster of Yuto, Yamada, Chinen and Ryutaro by sticking blue tack over their eyes. Who the hell can be more annoying but him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I lost the 5 harmonica tickets that cost $5 each without knowing I've lost them till someone returned them to me. -.- What a gundu kia I am. -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-3855156096011758761?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/3855156096011758761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=3855156096011758761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/3855156096011758761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/3855156096011758761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2010/04/saturdays-best.html' title='Saturday&apos;s the best!'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-961073895076203829</id><published>2010-04-17T00:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T01:07:49.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Schoooool.</title><content type='html'>My school already had a few "casualities". A fan in the eating area actually fell off the wall. Didn't witness the fan in "action" but heard it from others. And there's 4 holes in the wall as proof. -.- The air-con in the auditorium couldn't be switched on during our lecture time! Stuffy like hell and bloody warm. And when there's air-con, it's super duper cold. (-. -)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And PE is torturous! Just last Tuesday, just because we were a little late for the lesson, we were ordered to run 7 freaking rounds around the track without stopping. We were kena scolded in the rain somemore and had to do 12 inclined pull ups in the rain. Today was not so bad, but I hate it. Ran god-knows-how-many rounds in the hall. Shirt drenched with sweat at the end. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So school is boring huh. Lectures after lectures. And I hate projects. DD: And I want to see familiar faces. ): And I want to go shopping. Anything but doing homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depressed. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Smile and be all right.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-961073895076203829?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/961073895076203829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=961073895076203829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/961073895076203829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/961073895076203829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2010/04/schoooool.html' title='Schoooool.'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-5670576716332002719</id><published>2010-04-03T12:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T13:22:25.030+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blahlahblah'/><title type='text'>My life right now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Monday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attended the Manga Drawing Aesthetics Workshop. It's some boring shit. And I still can't draw a face properly. -.- But at least there's no lessons for that day! :DDD P.S. My drawings are scary. DDD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tuesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resilience Workshop for the J1 students. Pretty fun :DDD But it was my first time doing abseiling and I swear that's going to be my last. The instructor's some scary woman. -shivers- Give me some courage pills! I chickened out at the last minute for our 2nd high element. When I finally gathered my courage, the skies rained. LMAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wednesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trip to Science Centre for J1 Biology students. Interesting. DNA stuff. But I won't deny the fact that I can't remember half the things I'd learnt that day. Real fun came when we abandoned our worksheets to explore the place. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thursday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April's Fool! But my school's pretty tense. Nobody played jokes on teachers. Lessons as normal. And someone please teach me the fun with playing games. I still can't get excited at the thought of playing tap tap. DDD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Friday! Holiday! Rested the whole day. Sleep and eat whenever I like. Pure bliss. :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today. Been using the computer for fun since morning till now. My Bionomial Tutorial's lying beside me for the whole day but I didn't give a damn about it. It's crying at the lack of attention. I shall deal with it later. As in. Later. :S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-5670576716332002719?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/5670576716332002719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=5670576716332002719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/5670576716332002719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/5670576716332002719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-life-right-now.html' title='My life right now.'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-2500838161924761597</id><published>2010-03-22T21:36:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T22:40:50.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired.</title><content type='html'>Somehow, I always feel that 22nd March is special. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so I have no idea what I'm doing with Blogger when I have so many things yet to be completed. And the time is 9.39Pm right now. School is super tiring. Last week was the March Holidays but there's no break at all. Not a single day was spent comfortably at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week's Monday till Thursday were spent in school. You know, boring lectures that I couldn't fully comprehend and harmonica camp. Yes, I do play the harmonica- alas badly. DDD: Then there's cheerleading which took up most of my time. Training was super duper long. DDD: And I couldn't concentrate on the dances half the time. No energy DDD: Lack of sleep DDD: And this friday's the competition. DDD: This Friday's also our last cheerleading session. TGIF. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday morning I finally got to meet up with two of my secondary school friends. Had breakfast together. Laughed together. Went back to secondary school together. Collected our O Level Certificate together. Seriously, I thought I would be getting one sheet of paper. Never expected to get a report book 8 pages long. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went home and slept. Slept. Slept. Slept. Woke up. Rushed through my e-learning shit. Now I finally understood why my school is known as a mugger school. Can you believe how much homework was allocated to us during the holidays? I didn't - or rather couldn't - stop to take a rest once I had started my online lectures and quizzes if I wanted to complete my assignments before the deadline 12AM. Seriously. My school's a serious piece of shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And life goes on. -_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-2500838161924761597?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/2500838161924761597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=2500838161924761597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/2500838161924761597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/2500838161924761597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2010/03/non-mihi-solum.html' title='Tired.'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-6894568290173039769</id><published>2010-03-07T02:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T22:55:03.474+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I needa concentrate real bad DDD:'/><title type='text'>that'saboutit02.</title><content type='html'>[Shiawase-ness]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short title I know. And a short post to follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awfully long time had passed since I last blogged. That's because I had been an awesomely-hardworking-junior-college-student-mugging-for-next-year-examinations. And that's a lie. My computer met with a mishap- that's why. First, the USB ports don't work. Next, the little mouse died- yet again. Third, the computer takes a million years to boot. Mummy, I need a laptop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first few weeks of JC life was fun! Orientation was not too bad. My orientation group were awarded the 3rd BEST OG! :DDD But that's old story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's March now and I have to get on with life huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And she passed me the disease called "stoning". T_T'''&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-6894568290173039769?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/6894568290173039769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=6894568290173039769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/6894568290173039769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/6894568290173039769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2010/03/thatsaboutit02.html' title='that&apos;saboutit02.'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-614995265897618187</id><published>2010-03-07T02:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T22:51:27.555+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='be optimistic huh.'/><title type='text'>that'saboutit.</title><content type='html'>[The Sad Part of My Life Right Now]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long title. I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many changes occurred. So many more coming. Yet, I'm still not prepared. I'm still in the transition period. Hopefully courage and confidence would ascend soon. Ryo, you won't believe it. But I really miss fooling around with you. :( And it's hard to find another japanese fan ya know. What with the Korean wave... I want someone familiar that I can laugh with and doesn't feel awkward when there's silence. DD: But what choice do I have? The decision's been made and all I can do is look forward with an optimistic smile. Courage is what I need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But lacked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tears just came. Uncontrolled and full of sadness. Sometimes, depression is just unavoidable. I have never been good at people's relations. What do you say to someone's words? How do you react to their actions? What kind of response do people expect from you? How should you respond to people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My silence is treated as my quiet personality. But sometimes, it's just that I'm at a loss for words. What do you say to people whom you are still strangers to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, all I need is someone who can direct me and teach me the way human mind works. Okay. That's a joke. All I need is a listening ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Mummy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Smile and be all right.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-614995265897618187?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/614995265897618187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=614995265897618187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/614995265897618187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/614995265897618187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2010/03/thatsaboutit.html' title='that&apos;saboutit.'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-6928206000785351124</id><published>2010-01-19T17:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T18:21:47.663+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HA.RU.NA.TSU.A.KI.FU.YU Saki Hokore~'/><title type='text'>Shiawase.</title><content type='html'>Okay. I find the last post pretty depressing. So let me concentrate on happier things that have happened and are going to happen in my life right now. Firstly, I have finally finished the book " The Basics of Quantum Physics"! Physics is so not my thing but sometimes certain concepts and theories do intrigue me. So I say I don't exactly understand the Photoelectric Effect. But I especially love the Doppler Shift because it makes perfect sense to me. Fine. I shall admit most of the time Physics doesn't make sense to me. But what the hell. I might don't understand his theories but Albert Einstein rocks my world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, my aunts treating the few of us to dinner at Jack's Place this Wednesday night- which is tomorrow and I didn't even realise it until now! XD How sweet of them! :DDD And the one thing that made me explode with laughter was that my dear Ryoma Echizen's fan couldn't attend because her tuition starts at exactly the time the dinner will be held. XD XD And when she realised she couldn't get to eat, she sent me a message with four words: "Ouch ouch ouch ouch". I bet the news really hurts. XD XD And the one thing- which I haven't mentioned to her that would make her real mad- is that my sister would also be there for the dinner wearing her dress (working outfit). Well, my sister in a dress is an uncommon sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on Saturday, I will be going out for a meal and a movie with a few friends. I bet it's going to be fun! And it's not yet confirmed but my sister might be treating us. :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next monday, I will be meeting up with yet another batch of friends to visit the National Museum to view mummies from Egypt. I bet it's going to be real cool! The funny thing is that my friend asked me to accompany her because she figured it would be scary. We will know when Monday's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my brother is twelve years old and he couldn't spell the number twelve- and he claimed it's weird because he can spell eleven and thirteen perfectly. o.O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-6928206000785351124?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/6928206000785351124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=6928206000785351124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/6928206000785351124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/6928206000785351124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2010/01/shiawase.html' title='Shiawase.'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-5962400881890423304</id><published>2010-01-19T16:54:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T18:29:01.121+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sigh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>O Level Results- What's next?!</title><content type='html'>Last week has been so busy. As in BUSY. BUZZ. BUZZ. BUSY. O Level results were FINALLY released on the 11th. The top scholar from my school obtained 8A1s and 2A2s. How amazingly AWESOME, yet predictable. If he had gotten 10A1s, I wouldn't have been surprised either. Anyway, the wait to collect your results must be one of the most horrible experiences ever. I mean, I spent 4 freaking years studying for the examinations and disappointment is going to be real depressing. So, imagine what a relief it had been when I collected my results and my teacher actually said, "Well done!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, a C6 in your Higher Chinese Language (HCL) is nothing to be proud of but what the hell. I PASSED. I FREAKING PASSED MY GODDAMNED HIGHER CHINESE. Time to call for a celebration. I remembered struggling real hard in my HCL. Hell. I remembered really clearly how I kept failing this subject. And to think I had actually written out of point in the letter writing. But whatever. Because what matters is that, I passed. Yeah. Passed. :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B3 for English! :DDD Okay, B is not an awesome grade but it's considered a miracle seeing how I didn't finish my crappy letter writing. Oh. Only God knows why I kept having trouble writing letters. But then. Who the hell needs to write letters in this modern technology age?! I do emails perfectly fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And A2s for Physics, Chemistry and Combined Humanities. A1s for Biology, A Maths, E Maths and Chinese. Aggregate L1R5= 9. Bonus points= 3. Net aggregate L1R5= 6. Not too bad I think. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have chosen Anderson Junior College (AJC)- which I hope to enter for no apparent reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AJC is so old it's been mentioned that the roof of an unlucky classroom actually flew off during a rainy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AJC is so old it seemed that one of its fans had once dangled from the ceiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AJC is so old my friends actually asked me to get life insurance should any tradegy happen! Imagine that! They have a screw loose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my friends laughed at me when I mentioned that I want to join a Science Club for my CCA. Seriously, what's wrong with joining a club? I suck at sports- as in really SUCK. To many joining sports is seen as a form of relief from academic stress but sports only add more pressure in my case. Hell. I'm special. LMAO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-5962400881890423304?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/5962400881890423304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=5962400881890423304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/5962400881890423304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/5962400881890423304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2010/01/o-level-results-whats-next.html' title='O Level Results- What&apos;s next?!'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-7036017490423692648</id><published>2010-01-07T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T17:50:31.669+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>It's a wonderfool day.</title><content type='html'>I've decided to do a separate post from the untitled one, or else it's going be a long untitled post. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, life has not been good for me. :O Currently, I'm still left with 7 library books to finish before the due date on 12th January. :x Not a lot of time left seeing how that's next Tuesday- about 5 days later! :S God bless me for procrastinating. Not forgetting that I still need to shop for a friend's birthday present and some parting gifts. I hope this is not going to kill my wallet. What with JUMP's 5th single and Buono's 3rd album coming up, together with Buono's 1st album and Shugo Chara's 2nd album that I've yet to buy, all these are going to cost me a lot. And I'm afraid that I'll have to give up some of them CDs! T~T Also, I desperately need to buy a CD rack. I can't stand any of my other CDs getting cracked anymore. If they did- touchwood- I'm going to cry real hard. Argh. I should have bought it long ago to spare me the heartache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's the collection of my O Levels' results to fret over. I can't believe it. We are getting our examination results on Monday, 11th January! Godbless! My cousin said she would rather have the results disclosed on Tuesday, 12th January. I would rather not collect them at all. Godbless! I'm getting jittery just from thinking about results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, I just hope that my results can at least get me into the IT Security course. I didn't even look at the minimum score in order to get in. I would rather be disappointed when I got home and checked than being disappointed right there on the spot after having collected the results. Goddamnit. I've even been thinking about being disappointed?! I've strived so hard for 4 years man. Godblessme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've spent quite a lot of time reading through the various phamplets about the courses offered by various polys. Although I have no inkling which poly to go, I would happily go to whichever that accepted me in their IT Security course. Of course, there's the route of science to think about. To me, science is a big thing. To give up science is one thing- impossible in fact. But to give up science for IT, that's a hard choice to make. My sister suggested night classes but my friend mentioned that it's hard work- night classes that is. I reckon I shall ponder/fret after the results. Godbless. I'm worried. Extremely worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I was alone at home with an one-eyed bug and a novel about dead bodies for company. Goddamnit. I was scared! Terrified. More of petrified. :-`( And more frightened of the one-eyed bug than anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a fanciful bug. From that one close up I had of it- seriously, I didn't even know what the hell it it when I first saw that cute little thing on the sofa. It's creamed coloured. I didn't see any feelers. But it has this big black spot on its tiny body that looks just like an eye. It scared the crap out of me! I shall admit I got a shock and all because of that "eye". But then it's my first time seeing something like that. It didn't move for 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so scared of it I didn't dare to vacuum that corner of the floor. It might just decided to fly and land on my nose for all I know. And yeah, I was vacuuming the house at 9am in the morning. And yeah, that bug succeeded in its ward-off-all-predators trick, even though I'm not a predator to it. I'm a victim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I came out of my room- hiding in there to escape that creep- it's gone. It's mixed relief. Now that I don't know its whereabouts, I assumed my room's the safest. Fell asleep at 12pm and woke at 2pm. I hope it's gone for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An incident had also happened that made me feel like an imbecile. I was on the MRT on my way home from the hospital after visiting my grandma. When I first got on the train, it's not crowded and I got a seat. Gradually, people starting filling the carriages. Then this lady came in- in her 60s and dressed richly with red dyed hair. I got up, tapped her on the shoulder and offered my seat to her. She declined and shot me devil's look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It only dawned on me when I was fumbling with my bag that I might have just did the most embarrassing act I've ever did- besides crying in public- by singling out the lady as being old. :x I'm too insensitive. Or maybe I'm too sensitive for putting too much thought to it. Whichever it is, I sat in the seat uncomfortably all the way home. That seat's cursed, or maybe I am- to do such a dumb thing. Or maybe this is just my imagination- I did assume she gave me the devil's look and that she declined because I singled her out anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, I vowed that when I'm old and a youngster offered me his/her seat, I will accept it so that the youngster wouldn't have to ponder why the old lady declined. But then, there's the matter of what age is considered old. Goddamnit. This really sucks. And there I broke my new year resolution again. Maybe I should find another word to replace the word I've been trying to refrain from using. Well, apparently, this incident has been bothering me. I'm kind of glad to have written this down. Writing this down sort of put a closure to it. Though what closure I have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there it is. My extremely fun-filled life at home with an one-eyed bug and dead bodies to think about; an enriching evening with a pleasant old lady; and a wonderfool day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-7036017490423692648?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/7036017490423692648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=7036017490423692648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/7036017490423692648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/7036017490423692648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-wonderfool-day.html' title='It&apos;s a wonderfool day.'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-5299617703134131623</id><published>2010-01-07T15:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T17:51:29.489+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hey_say_jump'/><title type='text'>Untitled.</title><content type='html'>I have decided to refrain from using the word "goddamn". One of my new year resolutions you know. fails/ So I shall use... Godbless! &lt;strong&gt;NYC Boys&lt;/strong&gt; became a permanent group?! What the hell?! Now, I don't know why I care. But this came as a shock. Maybe because I'm worried that them being a permanent group might compromise JUMP's future or something. Not that I need to actually. Look at &lt;strong&gt;Tegomass &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;NEWS&lt;/strong&gt;. They are doing fine- I believe. In fact, I can't wait for their next single- if they're going to release one, "their" referring to &lt;strong&gt;NYC Boys&lt;/strong&gt;. I hope it's not another &lt;strong&gt;NYC&lt;/strong&gt; or another&lt;strong&gt; Dreams Come True&lt;/strong&gt;. Kind of sick of this genre of songs. Hopefully they will go rock- though I don't hold out much hope. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I'm not that excited about JUMP's new single "&lt;strong&gt;Hitomi no Screen&lt;/strong&gt;". But well, JUMP is going to have to release a new single sooner or later anyway after such a long time. The anticipation must had worn off with time. &lt;s&gt;Goddamn&lt;/s&gt; Godbless! I shouldn't have gone to &lt;strong&gt;Youtube &lt;/strong&gt;to listen to "&lt;strong&gt;Hitomi no Screen&lt;/strong&gt;". It spoilt everything- not yet; since I've only listened to the beginning &lt;em&gt;"Hitomi no naka..."&lt;/em&gt; before I got smart and closed the video. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't see any point in continuing the post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaa~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-5299617703134131623?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/5299617703134131623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=5299617703134131623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/5299617703134131623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/5299617703134131623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2010/01/untitled.html' title='Untitled.'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-1790903406332493966</id><published>2010-01-05T12:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T13:17:06.392+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='... ...'/><title type='text'>STOP.</title><content type='html'>I don't know what I'm doing. Eating lunch and typing at the same time. :\ My throat hurts when I swallow. :( My life really sucks right now. I'm sad over everything. Sad that there's this huge crack in my &lt;strong&gt;Berryz Koubou&lt;/strong&gt;'s &lt;strong&gt;Seishun Bus Guide/Rival &lt;/strong&gt;CD case. Long title, I know. Sad that all the poly open houses are on the same days. Sad that I don't know what to do about my future. Sad that I have no plans. Sad over some personal issues. Because this post is so full of sadness, I decided that there's no point in continuing anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I shall read. Reading requires thinking. Thinking helps me concentrate. Concentrating will flush out any negative thoughts. And oh. &lt;strong&gt;Albert Einstein&lt;/strong&gt; is my current favourite scientist.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-1790903406332493966?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/1790903406332493966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=1790903406332493966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/1790903406332493966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/1790903406332493966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2010/01/stop.html' title='STOP.'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-9075215510898096273</id><published>2009-12-31T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T22:16:43.739+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sob sob'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Live a Bad Day</title><content type='html'>Yesterday and today got to be my luckiest days ever. A good sign for the new year, that's approaching in exactly 3 hours and 45 minutes. I spent 3 sodding hours yesterday trying to rip music from my CDs and somewhat succeeded before &lt;strong&gt;Windows Media Player&lt;/strong&gt; turned its back on me- if it has one. Can't play any damn songs on my computer. Fine. Then spent the night transferring the newly acquired songs onto my mobile phone. Those music files were 10 times the size of what most songs usually are! The smallest file is like 8MB. Not too bad for the same file I saw online available for free downloading at 3MB. The biggest music file ever is like over 40MB which I can get online for only 13MB. And it's fine, really. If only the songs actually DO play on my phone. Damn it. Should have check for compatibility! Time wasted. What's more on the day before New Year's eve! SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was utterly shocked at myself for being so ignorant. I remembered asking my friend to help me buy &lt;strong&gt;Shugo Chara Character Song Album Best&lt;/strong&gt; when she was in Japan based on the fact that it's cheaper to buy there compared to purchasing online. Only when she returned did I realise that there's a &lt;strong&gt;Shugo Chara Character Song Collection 2&lt;/strong&gt;! I just checked online. &lt;strong&gt;Playasia &lt;/strong&gt;is selling at SGD$45.28. &lt;strong&gt;Yesasia &lt;/strong&gt;is selling at SGD$45.35. Damn. That's hard on my pocket. Not yet working, but wanting to spend money. Is that a sin? T-T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's &lt;strong&gt;Cafe Buono&lt;/strong&gt; which I've wanted for so long. &lt;strong&gt;Playasia&lt;/strong&gt; is out of stock for the &lt;strong&gt;Hong Kong&lt;/strong&gt; version. But a &lt;strong&gt;Taiwan&lt;/strong&gt; Version is available at &lt;strong&gt;Yesasia&lt;/strong&gt; at only SGD$28.11. And this kind of version should it get out of stock there'll be no more printing. So I really should get my hands on it fast huh. But there's a problem. I need to exceed US$49 should I buy at &lt;strong&gt;Yesaisa&lt;/strong&gt;. Or else the shipping fees is a killer- which killed me once. There's only one word to describe how I'm feeling now: Vexed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's only one solution. Buy &lt;strong&gt;Shugo Chara&lt;/strong&gt; album and &lt;strong&gt;Cafe Buono&lt;/strong&gt; at one go. But then. Now, that's seriously hard on my pocket. SGD$74.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-9075215510898096273?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/9075215510898096273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=9075215510898096273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/9075215510898096273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/9075215510898096273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2009/12/live-bad-day.html' title='Live a Bad Day'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-793714889659242319</id><published>2009-12-21T23:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T22:16:43.741+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lalalas... A typical fangirl&apos;s post.'/><title type='text'>R&amp;J</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/Sy-HfN_Kl_I/AAAAAAAAAq8/hN3GSDvZPb4/s1600-h/01RJ.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 181px; float: left; height: 113px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417697847150286834" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/Sy-HfN_Kl_I/AAAAAAAAAq8/hN3GSDvZPb4/s200/01RJ.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Romeo and Juliet&lt;/strong&gt;. I've expected them to sing &lt;em&gt;Julieto&lt;/em&gt;- good thing they disappointed me. 8D &lt;em&gt;Boku wa Romeo... Boku mo Romeo... Boku ga Romeo&lt;/em&gt;... If the world has so &lt;em&gt;many Romeos&lt;/em&gt;.... 8D 8D 8D Believe me or not. When I first heard that &lt;strong&gt;Hey! Say! JUMP&lt;/strong&gt; is, FINALLY (Thank God), releasing a NEW song... I was ECSTATIC. OVERJOYED. EXCITED. When I then heard that Hey! Say! JUMP is, FINALLY (Thank God), releasing a NEW song titled &lt;strong&gt;Romeo and Juliet&lt;/strong&gt;... I was HORRIFIED. SHOCKED. CORNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Romeo and Juliet&lt;/strong&gt; totally screams BALLAD. Not that I hate ballads or anything... But. I want a rock song. I want Nakajima Yuto with the drums; Okamoto Keito strumming the guitar; Inoo Kei rocking away on the keyboard; Yaotome Hikaru juggling skulls... Okay. Maybe not juggling skulls... But. A BALLAD???????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's when I realised that it's winter and Chirstmas's here again. But I believe the song title could be improved. Maybe &lt;em&gt;Capulet and Montague&lt;/em&gt;? Kidding. At least the title's short and sweet. XD XD Unlike... Cough. Cough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When &lt;strong&gt;JUMP&lt;/strong&gt; performed it at &lt;strong&gt;School Kakumei&lt;/strong&gt;... JAWS DROPPED. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/Sy-KHLqujXI/AAAAAAAAArM/MhcmT2fEsGA/s1600-h/03RJ.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 154px; float: right; height: 97px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417700732745715058" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/Sy-KHLqujXI/AAAAAAAAArM/MhcmT2fEsGA/s200/03RJ.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The first thing that hit me was their costumes. All white- as expected. From their necks to their hands to their shoes- WHITE. WHITE AS IN SNOW WHITE. PAPER WHITE. HAIR WHITE. Yes. The Men In White. They even wore WHITE GLOVES. :DDD White gloves seem to be the sexiest thing ever- when &lt;strong&gt;JUMP&lt;/strong&gt; wears them *o*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But... I don't really like their high collars. Looks like they are wearing spacesuits. Minus the oxygen tank and the oxygen mask. Overall, despite the white gloves, I don't like their costumes. But WTH. The song's aweful-ly awesome-ly awesome. :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tune stuck in my head after the first time I heard it. :DDD I may not fully comprehend the lyrics (waiting for some kind helpful soul to translate ^^) but... their voices sound soooooo sweet. Want my truthful opinion? This song's better than &lt;strong&gt;Mayonaka no Shadow Boys&lt;/strong&gt;. And MNSB's like one of their best songs. :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;School Kakumei&lt;/strong&gt; Livestage- &lt;strong&gt;Romeo and Juliet&lt;/strong&gt;/ &lt;strong&gt;Hey! Say! JUMP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0KOFchnwJlU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0KOFchnwJlU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised they reused an action from &lt;strong&gt;Your Seed&lt;/strong&gt; at 0.20seconds. :D But the action from then onwards looks weird. Maybe it's just me. I also don't really like the er. How do you call it? The squatting action/dance step that &lt;strong&gt;Chinen,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Yamada&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Daiki&lt;/strong&gt; were doing at the beginning of the song. Looks weird. But the gentleman-ly action/dance step at 0.25seconds was really... gentleman-ly. 8D I like it. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;strong&gt;Arioka Daiki&lt;/strong&gt;'s finally given a chance to shine. 8D However, I'm disappointed. Badly disappointed. Firstly, &lt;strong&gt;Inoo Kei'&lt;/strong&gt;s not here! :( Secondly, am I seeing 6 back up dancers or real time singers? Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/Sy-LGsmdD-I/AAAAAAAAArU/Cd-gmVeR9kQ/s1600-h/02RJ.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px; float: left; height: 98px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417701823917920226" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/Sy-LGsmdD-I/AAAAAAAAArU/Cd-gmVeR9kQ/s200/02RJ.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I didn't even manage to catch a zoom-in on &lt;strong&gt;Yuto&lt;/strong&gt;. Only when I watched the video a second time did I see a less than one second close-up of him at 0.46seconds. He's making a face then. I felt nostalgic. :D Even &lt;strong&gt;Yabu Kota&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Hikaru &lt;/strong&gt;weren't given much close-ups- and they are the ones always being pimped? Though I kind of like the screen time when &lt;strong&gt;Yuto&lt;/strong&gt; managed to have his face next to &lt;strong&gt;Yamada&lt;/strong&gt;. A &lt;strong&gt;Yamajima&lt;/strong&gt; moment- which deserved to be captured. Even if it's just by chance. 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that the 6 &lt;strong&gt;JUMP&lt;/strong&gt;'s were doing a different dance to the 3 others shocked me as well. Well. Well. Well. At least it's a 9-member performance of a freaking good new song. &lt;em&gt;Meooow&lt;/em&gt;. A contented kitty. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. And I think I've forgotten to mention that Yuto looks so charming with his fringe dangling to one side. :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I end the post, I just want to mention that today's one of my old-time friends' birthday. Known her since I was 8years old. Ha. She's 17 years old now. Wish her all the best- in studies, in career, in love. (: Though we kinda live in a different world right now, I hope to remain in contact with her. And there's something that I really want to say out loud but didn't, that I really cherish the friendship we have had. Ja~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-793714889659242319?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/793714889659242319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=793714889659242319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/793714889659242319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/793714889659242319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2009/12/r.html' title='R&amp;J'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/Sy-HfN_Kl_I/AAAAAAAAAq8/hN3GSDvZPb4/s72-c/01RJ.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-5880729769345947037</id><published>2009-12-06T17:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T22:16:43.743+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m as hungry as a...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Food.</title><content type='html'>Exercise. I really need some exercise so that my body can stop being so stiff. My body aches in every place that I can think of. Not a fun experience. But the only exercise that I can think of is running. Or jogging. Which doesn't correspond nicely to the fact that I have been having hunger pangs every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT. I don't think I can squeeze any more chocolate bread into my mouth. T-T Instant noodles is not healthy either. :x And the problem lies with the fact that I can't cook. ~o~ Sigh. Another bad point of being me. My stomach rumbles all the time, even after eating something. For example, just an hour ago, I crammed the last bite of chocolate bread that I can handle into my mouth and swigged down two cups of milk. Now, an hour later. I'm starving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father ate my lunch. I think so. What a jerk. Boo him. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-5880729769345947037?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/5880729769345947037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=5880729769345947037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/5880729769345947037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/5880729769345947037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2009/12/food.html' title='Food.'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-2353618017204768396</id><published>2009-12-06T17:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T22:16:43.745+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='be optimistic huh.'/><title type='text'>Sleep-less</title><content type='html'>I'm tired- mentally and physically Slept at 1.30AM last night like always. Everything would've been fine if I woke up after 10.30AM today. Yeaps. I need at least 9 hours of sleep every day. Unfortunately, it seems like nowadays, my brain has this need to wake up at around 5AM. If I'm lucky, I get back to sleep immediately after. Apparently, I'm an unlucky person. After I woke up at 5AM, I couldn't get back to sleep. So I started scaring myself, imagining that something was going to leap out at me behind the door; imagining that my sister besides me was going to kill me in her sleep. Scary stuff. I jumped at every little noise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, my dreams have been plagued with killers. At first, I believed that Nabilah Banu appearing in my dreams would be the worst nightmare ever. After today, I was proved wrong. It's people with guns pointing at you or with magical powers that can kill that are the worst. Shivers. Scenes whereby the herione escape from the bad guys seem exciting isn't it? However, if it happened in your dreams, or should I say nightmares, it's not exciting anymore. I always woke up from running away from somebody or something soaked in sweat (as though I had physcially been running) and my heart beating so fast like there's no tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laid in bed till 7.30AM, slipping in and out of dreams. Should there be a miracle, and I actually managed to sleep, I descend into REM sleep very fast. God. Spare me the miseries. I really really wish for a peaceful night without monsters chasing after you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good thing that comes out of this bad thing is that I actually woke up at 7.30AM in the MORNING. WOWW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-2353618017204768396?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/2353618017204768396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=2353618017204768396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/2353618017204768396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/2353618017204768396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2009/12/sleep-less.html' title='Sleep-less'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-5584719260149246082</id><published>2009-12-01T22:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T18:03:57.749+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='koike_teppei'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kyomoto_taiga'/><title type='text'>Related?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="WIDTH: 132px; HEIGHT: 130px" alt="http://endscape.files.wordpress.com/2007/06/umck-1231.jpg" src="http://endscape.files.wordpress.com/2007/06/umck-1231.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 225px; HEIGHT: 126px" alt="" src="http://img410.imageshack.us/img410/4733/sc20091108.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Koike Teppei&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Kyomoto Taiga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Koike Teppei and Kyomoto Taiga are cousins?! As quoted from Wikipedia, "His cousin, &lt;span class="searchmatch"&gt;Kyomoto&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="searchmatch"&gt;Taiga&lt;/span&gt;, is a member of Johnny's Junior". I understand that information from the internet shouldn't be trusted easily. But this little piece of information really cracks me up. I'm thoroughly amused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Disclaimer: The above pictures are gotten from the net to be used as reference. I don't own them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit:&lt;br /&gt;I figured out the link between dear Teppei and Princess Taiga. Both have the initials K.T. What a lame attempt by a failed fan to spread rumours in fandom. ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-5584719260149246082?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/5584719260149246082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=5584719260149246082' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/5584719260149246082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/5584719260149246082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2009/12/related.html' title='Related?!'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-9113544548952631467</id><published>2009-11-30T20:54:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T22:16:43.747+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bye bye mata ne'/><title type='text'>It's finally over.</title><content type='html'>I need to write another post. My hands' itching and my mind wants to play. Play refers to conjuring up words to do a post. Realised I hadn't written anything about the graduation night 2009. Was it really just a few weeks ago? I can't remember- it felt like an event that had happened so long ago I can't really remember it. I'm lying, of course. I'm lying about how it's an event I can't remember. How can I forget anything about it when it gives me a reassuring closure to what had been my secondary life for 4 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never a person for social gatherings, I was feeling hopeless like a fool when I first entered the school's Multi Purpose Hall- venue for the graduation cum prom night. I'm not someone fun-loving or gregarious. Go figure out who I am. And seeing everyone hustled together in ther cliques and dressed to their best, I felt like a retard. Not a nice thing to say about yourself, but very true. Tension was only eased when the students gathered to sit down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never-ending speeches and video tributes that I hardly remember right now were being played through the night. Not that I'm not paying attention. I tried, but there's a dozen distractions- girls sitting behind me complaining about being hungry (I remembered rolling my eyes when I heard that), the same girls refreshing their makeup while the speeches were going on (how I knew this was because there's the scent of makeup when one of them opened a bottle of nail polish) and the pretty balloons hovering in the air, threatening to burst under pressure of the cold air. I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dance floor was opened to the audience after a spectacular dance performance which was a picture of darkness and random people moving about- at least how I remembered it. The hall was so dark! The loudness of music droned on and on for like forever. I escaped the scene and hid out in the corridors with some refreshments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that came crazy moments when photographs were taken for memory sake. Of course, I was mixed in this tirade of flashes from cameras. I also managed to take photographs with various people- even those whom I had been classmates for 4 years but never had a word with. Applause people, at my very attempt at socialising (I know I suck at being a human being).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, lucky draws and contests were over. It's time to leave the school. In the cab, I felt a wave of sadness washed over me as I looked back at the building which had been a hell of my "second home". The lovely school grounds had proved conduceive as a studying environment. The teachers had provided me with the best of help in preparation for the examinations- something I really appreciated. As the school slipped out of my sight, two words stayed at my lips- &lt;em&gt;thank you&lt;/em&gt;. Haha. You thought I was going to say &lt;em&gt;good-bye&lt;/em&gt; didn't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last scene is always painful. I might miss being a secondary student- or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you know the REAL me; SIGH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-9113544548952631467?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/9113544548952631467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=9113544548952631467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/9113544548952631467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/9113544548952631467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-finally-over.html' title='It&apos;s finally over.'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-5662393648156440837</id><published>2009-11-30T19:52:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T12:55:26.985+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sing a song- my heartful song'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Livin' my life</title><content type='html'>Oooh. It feels sooooo gooood to be able to be in coooontrol oooof yooour life. (: Apparently, I'm still nocturnal- a half-nocturnal. Going to sleep at 3AM or 4AM is a routine and waking up at 1.30PM or so the next day is nothing surprising. Had lunch at around 2.30PM at Pasta Mania with my dear sister and brother. They had waited patiently for me to rouse from my beauty sleep in order to lunch together. How sweet of them. And I also discovered something new about myself. Pasta is sooo not my thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went straight to the library after lunch. Life sucks without a good book in your hands. It sucks too to not be able to find the books you want. Those good books are stashed away in some other libraries. Aww. Nevertheless, at least I'm able to get my hands on 5 other books that seem nice enough. I chanced upon this book that amused me. Titled "I &lt;3 Geeks", the author shares tips about understanding various geeks. I didn't even know that there are different kinds of geeks. -furrow eyebrows- She also shares the difference between a geek and a nerd- answering the question I had once pondered over. Didn't borrow the book though. Can't be bothered. Anyway, my hands are already full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. My brother was sitting beside me just now before I've managed to finish the second paragraph for this post. He's an annoying little imp. Just couldn't understand the privacy I need while writing a post. Sigh. Anyway, now he's gone. That's Good. Now I Can finally continue this post in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this is my ideal day- for now anyway. Wake up when I feel like it. Eat pizza for lunch (I've NEVER had pizza for lunch before). Complete with a Strawberry Italian Soda. Finish the lunch with a Strawberry ice-cream. Rest in bed with a good book for a good 3 hours without having to worry about failing eyesight. Lie down on bed pouring over Hey! Say! JUMP's first photobook ever and grinning like an idiot whenever I see Nakajima Yuto. Listen to the whole Shugo Chara Character Album. Have dinner and watch TV with the family (ignoring the fact that TV's not my thing). Go online and surf the net for anything interesting- hopefully Buono's new song complete with a full PV is available. Blog. Read. Sleep- and dream of good dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realise I lack active events in my ideal day. Not that I care. Blow the fact that I can't help but worry about failing eyesight; that I haven't gotten the photobook; that I haven't collected the album from my friend who lugged it back from Japan for me and who's really nice to help a bothersome person like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, have a date with 2 mates to play badminton. It always puzzles me why we use "play badminton"- play screams "kid" and "unprofessional". Nevertheless, seems like the job of booking a badminton court falls to me- again. Do my face scream "ASK ME IF YOU NEED A COURT BOOKED" or something? : Because whenever there's badminton involving me, I'm the person to book a court. Not that I'm complaining or anything. HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-5662393648156440837?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/5662393648156440837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=5662393648156440837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/5662393648156440837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/5662393648156440837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2009/11/livin-my-life.html' title='Livin&apos; my life'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-4328318083231155828</id><published>2009-11-27T23:49:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T22:16:43.752+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jackandjillwentupahill...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Fears.</title><content type='html'>FREAKED OUT. Little girl here is scared of thunder. Always has been. Even at a &lt;em&gt;tender age of 16&lt;/em&gt;, thunder and lightning still scares the shit out of her. It was around 4P.M. Little girl was stuck at the library- which was &lt;em&gt;unfortunately &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CLOSED&lt;/strong&gt;. The library is always closed on public holidays. Trust her to forget that, resulting in a wasted trip. Having no books to read for the night is bad enough. Then the lightning came, followed by the thunder. Heavy rain poured. The bad weather coincided with her mood. Depressed, she waited at the traffic lights for moments which felt like eternity. Thunder continued roaring overhead. Lightning bolted out of the skies every now and then. The little heart went &lt;em&gt;doki doki.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. That useless girl who is scared of thunder and lightning is &lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt;. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fear the dark too. :( I hate sleeping in the dark. I can't sleep with all the shadows around me threatening to strangle me every time I close my eyes. Every little sound scares the crap out of me. If only I can install a small light in the room... but my family laughed at me when I mentioned it some time ago. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fear the past. How I don't understand the beauty of reminiscing. Maybe I will learn sometime in future... Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IfeellikeIhavefailedatbeingahumanbeing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-4328318083231155828?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/4328318083231155828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=4328318083231155828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/4328318083231155828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/4328318083231155828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2009/11/fears.html' title='Fears.'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-1497971005107573480</id><published>2009-11-17T19:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T22:16:43.754+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maybe...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Apprehension</title><content type='html'>Woke up at 10.15AM today. A bit late but... after a good night sleep, I was feeling much better today. Watched &lt;strong&gt;Shugo Chara Doki&lt;/strong&gt; immediately after having a nice shower. I really love the &lt;strong&gt;Amu&lt;/strong&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;Tadase&lt;/strong&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;Ikuto&lt;/strong&gt; love triangle. But having romance in quite a few consecutive episodes kind of freak me out. Nevertheless, I really enjoyed the anime tremendously. Was a little bit disappointed when I read forums that said &lt;strong&gt;Shugo Chara&lt;/strong&gt; is getting boring in further episodes. Nevertheless, Yoru rules! :D Cute little kitty. Nyaaaaaa~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with my friend in the afternoon to shop for some prom stuff. I can't believe how much I've spent. When I reached home, all I've left in my pocket was a miserable $0.10. Not a lot I must say. And since it's my money, I felt a little taken aback at the hole in my pocket. My lovely mother agreed to contribute $35 provided that I lend my cousin and my sister some of the stuff. So yeah. The hole fortunately grew smaller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received messages from another friend who reassured me that the money is well-spent; that I would really enjoy our prom. So, I felt a little happier after that. Though I have second thoughts about the prom; though preparing for the prom is really really really troublesome and a hassle, nevertheless, to tell the truth, I'm a little excited about the night. It would be my second formal occassion that I remember ever attending anyway (the first was my cousin's wedding). Hopefully, the night would be an enjoyable one. And I finally gave up on the graduation dance. Well, I hate that song right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many people are working during the holidays. I thought after intensive revision preparing for the examinations would have tired all of us out. But it seems like people felt refreshed and are prepared to deal with the working life instead. My honest opinion is that the holidays are to be spent carefree and not slogging at Mcdonalds'. So when my aunts are busy trying their best to help us girls find jobs, I felt so guilty. Maybe, earning some extra cash would be useful? At least it would help cover up those holes that I have burnt in mine and my parents' pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 8PM already. Time to watch &lt;strong&gt;Shugo Chara&lt;/strong&gt; again! Shall dabble with make-up tomorrow instead of today. I'm always tired after shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. Before I forgot, I felt like changing this blog from a talking-about-me to a music-reviewing one. And of course, to me music is Berryz and JUMP. (: And maybe some random songs from random singers. Should I? I wonder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-1497971005107573480?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/1497971005107573480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=1497971005107573480' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/1497971005107573480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/1497971005107573480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2009/11/apprehension.html' title='Apprehension'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-8734912320066280960</id><published>2009-11-16T23:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T12:56:54.709+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='... ...'/><title type='text'>Vanishing Point</title><content type='html'>Okay. So it's after the O Levels. But somehow, I can't get myself to enjoy and be happy. There's this emptiness that I can't really comprehend. Things that I thought I would enjoy thoroughly I can't. Watching anime, listening to songs, buying CDs, shopping, sleeping... All these don't appeal to me right now. Though they were great distractions when I was preparing for O Levels :/ I really want to know what's happening to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even feel like sleeping right now. It's 11.35PM. I'm getting tired but I don't want to go to bed. I can't even laugh when &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Tsugunaga Momoko&lt;/span&gt; did a very bad job at playing the drums. I'm not even entertained by &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Berryz Koubou&lt;/span&gt;'s new song &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Watashi no Mirai no Danna-sama&lt;/span&gt; (even though I was crazily bobbing to the song during the examinations; even though the song is awesome and Berryz rock).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Guardians 4&lt;/span&gt;'s new song &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Party Time&lt;/span&gt; should have made me excited since no doubt I've grown attached to this new unit. I should be looking forward to watching &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Shugo Chara&lt;/span&gt; Episode 73. But after watching a few episodes earlier, I lost interest again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should lie down on the bed, stare at the white ceiling above and seriously start pondering about what I'm going to do during this time till I get my results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And not to mention I don't even feel excited about going to prom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-8734912320066280960?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/8734912320066280960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=8734912320066280960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/8734912320066280960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/8734912320066280960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2009/11/vanishing-point.html' title='Vanishing Point'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-2069892640482071789</id><published>2009-09-10T00:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T22:16:43.758+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whenlifeseemsbleak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lookatkyomototaiga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Time</title><content type='html'>I was lost for a moment. To me, time is a big thing. And to know that I had just distracted myself from finishing Chemistry with some unnecessary videos really disappointed me. I asked myself what's my goal right now. And of course, the answer to do well in O Levels popped into my mind. It's only a few weeks till the major examinations! Yet. I don't feel prepared. And kind of lost my soul right then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shugo Chara might be an anime for kids. Though I seriously doubt it. What with their complicated love relationships between Himamori Amu and Tsukuyomi Ikuto- to name a few. And I sort of got carried away with watching episode after episode and lost track of time. And. Time is spent. Just like that. For quite a few days already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm out of my mind, I visited people's blogs. Something I don't usually do. And it kinda brought me back to earth. Everyone trying their best in their studies without giving up. It brought back motivation again. The motivation to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;heysayheisei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; has a wonderful writer that makes inspiring posts, I went to have a look. It left me with a smile on my face seeing how &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Johnny Juniors&lt;/span&gt; trying their best at dancing and entertaining the audience.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Kyomoto Taiga&lt;/span&gt; makes my heart skipped a beat- though very unnecesarrily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's the posts on certain choir events that had made me feel a lot better. I've never known that choir singing can make you feel so at ease. Even though I'm a total idiot when it comes to music, and have no idea how to appreciate good music, I really felt much better after listening and watching the choir performances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. After regaining confidence and some life back in me, I'm going to work hard. Wait for me, Social Studies. I'm gonna have you fixed in a moment. Even if it's going to require much effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-2069892640482071789?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/2069892640482071789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=2069892640482071789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/2069892640482071789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/2069892640482071789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2009/09/time.html' title='Time'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-967178020406884069</id><published>2009-09-08T17:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T22:16:43.760+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='huhuhu'/><title type='text'>September Holidays</title><content type='html'>That's it. 5 days without doing any homework has made me cranky. Not. It has just made me feel guilty about neglecting studies. asdfghjkl;' Are the holidays meant to have fun? Or should the holidays be used to catch up on studies? Man. That's a hard decision to make. The sensible part of me says to maintain a balance between work and play. But I don't wanna be sensible huh. huhuhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-967178020406884069?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/967178020406884069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=967178020406884069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/967178020406884069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/967178020406884069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2009/09/september-holidays.html' title='September Holidays'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-332241591321435979</id><published>2009-09-06T23:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T22:16:14.662+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='buono'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buono makes me happy (:'/><title type='text'>Buonoramblings</title><content type='html'>I'm addicted. I just have to write. Writing is one of my pleasures. Okay. That's only partially correct. Typing is what I really need and want to do now. Listening to the keyboard thud-thud sound is just so pleasing. And I don't even know how to describe the sound. LOL And how the hell did I manage to hear the sounds when I have Buono's songs blasting through the headphone I have no idea either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me blabber about Buono seeing how I'm so free. Hmm. Not a good way to start about Buono... But. &lt;strong&gt;Kiss Kiss Kiss&lt;/strong&gt; is the only song I can't stand. Maybe this is because when I was having this particular horrible nightmare, I woke up with this song in my head. I can't bear listening to it now. Not Buono's fault. Of Course. They are angels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I love all their songs (almost all anyway), particularly &lt;strong&gt;My Boy&lt;/strong&gt;. Fast and catchy. Just what I need to be in sync with the way I speed through life. &lt;strong&gt;Honto no Jibun&lt;/strong&gt; is one song to teach me to slow down. It's not a slow song. But slow enough for me. Pleasant enough and the song makes me dreamy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kokoro no Tamago&lt;/strong&gt; makes me happy. Angel-like voices. And describing life the way it is. Motivational and inspiring. The glow thing they had around their hands... The effect is amazing. Together with the dance. &lt;em&gt;Sugoi.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rottara Rottara.&lt;/strong&gt; A song I have been listening to ever since its release. &lt;em&gt;lotta love lotta love lotta love&lt;/em&gt; makes me think of coffee. But it's a chirpy song that makes me happy. &lt;s&gt;Man. I'm gonna fail English Oral if the only words I can think of to desribe feelings is &lt;em&gt;happy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/s&gt; The lyrics doesn't make any sense to me. But. There's this particular portion that is ingrained into my mind: &lt;em&gt;We are born to become happy; and we live in order to make someone else happy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing to say about &lt;strong&gt;Co.No.Mi.Chi.&lt;/strong&gt; A song that I only gradually grew to like only after persistence listening to it. But their high notes amaze me. And I'm still listening to it everyday. It's one of the only 3 Buono's songs I have on my phone. LOL Just too lazy to rip songs off CDs. And to transfer them to the phone takes too much time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Renai Rider.&lt;/strong&gt; Listened to it from &lt;strong&gt;Shugo Chara&lt;/strong&gt;. Not my type of song but it sounds fine. But then. Any Buono's songs sound nice to my ears. That's it. I'm gonna fail CompositionWriting with vocabularly like &lt;em&gt;nice.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course. Their latest single &lt;strong&gt;Take it Easy&lt;/strong&gt; went well too. Didn't manage to like it when I first listened to it. But &lt;strong&gt;Suzuki Airi&lt;/strong&gt;'s clothes and meticulous done up hair makes me go back to the PV too often. &lt;strong&gt;Tsugunaga Momoko&lt;/strong&gt;'s cap makes me squeal. I want one like that too MOMMY! Colourful and is one that will definitely shield you from the sun on your way home from school. &lt;strong&gt;Natsuyaki Miyabi&lt;/strong&gt; just has this powerful voice that I can't stop listening to. Though I cringed whenever I hear their &lt;em&gt;Engrish-&lt;/em&gt; I have no idea how they pronouced &lt;em&gt;easy&lt;/em&gt; but it sounds wrong to my ear. But their dance and voices make up for this. And this song provides very good comfort to those in distress. I should know the feeling. I experienced it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God. I'm going to this song a thousand times before I go to sleep later. In fact, this is the second time I'm listening to it. That means I still have one thousand, nine hundred and night-eight times to go through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buono rocks my world. Nevermind that they are Japanese and I only half understood (or should I say I barely understood) what they are saying. They make me happy nevertheless. The first girl band that I has gotten so into. The next Christmas, Buono's poster is going up my wall. That is if I managed to get my hands on one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Buono.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: I've forgotten my English Oral is over. LMAO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-332241591321435979?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/332241591321435979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=332241591321435979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/332241591321435979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/332241591321435979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2009/09/buonoramblings.html' title='Buonoramblings'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-5436160170692225869</id><published>2009-09-06T23:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T22:16:43.762+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HAPPY? SAD? No. I&apos;m in a whatever mood.'/><title type='text'>Bwahawuwa</title><content type='html'>Okay. I'm bored. It's 11.37 PM. The perfect time for having a nice long sleep until 8.00 AM the next day. But. I'm not sleeping. Yet. I need to enjoy this freedom before it's snatched away from me once Monday begins- in approximately 22minutes time. :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing how fast the weekend has passed.&lt;br /&gt;Friday- can't remember what I did. Must had spent the day without knowing that it had passed.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday- woke at 1.00 PM. Yes, I certainly know how to sleep. Finished reading a book- John Chance to the rescue. Whatever. Haunted the computer for the rest of the day.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday- woke at 12.00 PM. Old habits die hard. Went for tuition at 2.00 PM. Came back at 5.30PM. Finished reading the 2nd book. Dozed off on my sister's bed at 6.45 PM. Woke up at 7.45 PM. Spent the rest of the day at Granny's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now here I am. Busy typing away like I'm supposed to. And listening to God-sent Buono's songs. Their voices are amazing. Pretty and cute. Capable and popular. Make me happy to know that there are still decent people on Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I realised I have been spending half the day sleeping away like a pig without knowing that precious freedom time is slipping away. What a goon I am. Seriously. Starting from Monday, studies is my priority now. No more Hey! Say! JUMP or Buono. I will miss them. Especially when a huge concert is coming up at Tokyo Dome. Yet I've to bury myself in books. It's not like I get to attend anyway. It's just the missing out on concert goods (ESPECIALLY NAKAJIMA YUTO'S POSTER- seeing how I didn't get to buy it the other time). DDD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I will only slack off during the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;END.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-5436160170692225869?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/5436160170692225869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=5436160170692225869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/5436160170692225869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/5436160170692225869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2009/09/bwahawuwa.html' title='Bwahawuwa'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-4255104687544392250</id><published>2009-09-06T00:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T22:16:43.764+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='how I wish to bury myself in codes.'/><title type='text'>Wish</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I love nights. I should have been born an owl. Or a bat. Bat is good. Especially vampire bats. They are ugly little creatures but their sharp little teeth are awesome- for sucking blood.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just kidding. For your information, I'm not exactly a fan of blood. I just love the nights. Silence. A pure stillness in the air. And the sound of my keyboard as I'm busy typing away. But I hate the dark. Darkness scares me. People scares me too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, it's time for me to throw away my old url! So I'm proud to announce a new url for my blog. Sou dayo. Isn't it a nice name? :DDD Will give my blog a new look. Once O level examinations pass. :\ And 04 and 22 are my favourite numbers. End product= 0422. A nice number. I love it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I miss online social networking with Hey! Say! JUMP fans. And I look forward to knowing Berryz Koubou and C-ute's fans too. Will definitely join WaT forums and bring back fond memories of gazing at Teppei and laughing at ridiculous Wentz who choked on Wasabi. xD All these I shall do. After O level examinations. :\&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let bygones be bygones. Sometimes, I talk/post when I'm not in the right state of mind. Man. How I hate it when I am flustered and babbling away. Take it easy. That's what I learn from Buono's new song. Even if I don't understand even half of the lyrics. Even if I feel like I'm being punched in the stomach. Even if I feel like stabbing myself in the heart. "Take it easy" is an advice I shall heed indeed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh. And this is a plea. Please. Believe me when I say I don't mean that at all. I have never thought of all those thoughts. Never. I'm just a harmless little freako all right. And I understand the implications but. Those words really hurts. It left me with a little ache at the side. And a throbbing headache. Man. I sound like a whiny old man. And this seems like a script out of those weird dramas. :x&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's all for now. Hopefully sweet dreams shall hunt this night. Even if I doubt it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-I have never habour such thoughts at all. Oh God. I'm bleeding inside. Bless me.-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-4255104687544392250?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/4255104687544392250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=4255104687544392250' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/4255104687544392250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/4255104687544392250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2009/09/wish.html' title='Wish'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-6793441667341906499</id><published>2009-09-05T02:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T22:16:43.765+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>lifeafterprelim2</title><content type='html'>Might as well update a little bit about my life while I have the chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prelim 2 is finally OVER. OVER. OVER. I can't believe I actually survived. This 2 weeks have been a torture. But I'm glad I did anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. There isn't much things to say about my life I realise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Nakajima Yuto soooo much. It's been ages since I last saw him. And I have no idea whether he has changed. :\ Yamada Ryosuke and Yaotome Hikaru look so foreign to me now. Yet there isn't any new Hey! Say! JUMP releases. Where are the singles and albums? I understand that it's the NYC fever right now. But Hey! Say! JUMP should not be neglected in the process. DD:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-6793441667341906499?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/6793441667341906499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=6793441667341906499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/6793441667341906499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/6793441667341906499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2009/09/lifeafterprelim2.html' title='lifeafterprelim2'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-1751817963829586075</id><published>2009-09-05T02:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T02:36:13.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>asdfghjkl;'</title><content type='html'>Livinginashittyworldmakesmefeelshitty.&lt;br /&gt;And I don't even know if "shitty" ought to have a double "t" or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's unfair. I thought the link can be removed... turned out it can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God knows what I'm thinking, staying awake at 2am doing nothing. I don't even know whether I'm feeling tired or not. I just don't want to go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's incident has enlightened me a little. I realised that life can really, really be very unfair. I made a decision not to do something. Yet, having a strong stand means nothing. What really matters is the people around you, their choice can turn out to be such a significance that you have no choice but to accept theirs. This is one thing that I hate. To obey another's choice and not given a chance to make a decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I realised the situation that they had put me into, my stomach churned. It's as though there's a swarm of bees in it. Not a very nice feeling I must say. My guts are all twisted up and there's a feeling that made me want to jump into the air and shout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back home, I realise there's no use spending so much time brooding over the matter. I made up my mind. It took me all the courage to look into the mirror and to tell myself, "Life is unfair. So just get it over and done with and move on." And that's what I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They should be happy. Cos I gave in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-1751817963829586075?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/1751817963829586075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=1751817963829586075' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/1751817963829586075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/1751817963829586075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2009/09/asdfghjkl.html' title='asdfghjkl;&apos;'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-773175995373481855</id><published>2009-08-10T19:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T22:17:38.182+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nakajima_yuto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Yuto's 16th Birthday!</title><content type='html'>Nakajima Yuto, you are a big boy now. Congrats on turning 16!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:DDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-773175995373481855?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/773175995373481855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=773175995373481855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/773175995373481855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/773175995373481855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='Yuto&apos;s 16th Birthday!'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-6580559068032437904</id><published>2009-07-17T20:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T20:43:40.372+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crappy and cranky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>1 month-1 day/ 8 months-25 days</title><content type='html'>Exactly 1 month and a day had passed since my last post. And 8 months and 25 days since Hey! Say! JUMP last single release. Time flies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is terrible. I knew it. Depressed all day long till I got back home. Really sad that I'm sad. Missed lessons because of some international survey- which is a total waste of my time. 3 hours of writing under exam-like conditions? Answering questions such as whether human babies were indeed raised by wolves? Come on. Give me a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biology Prelim 1 is another terrible disaster. I thought I understood the concepts. Then I received back my papers and realised I misread a goddamned 5-mark question. BIG FAT ZERO. Looked through Paper 1. Didn't understand where I've went wrong. Looked for teacher. But she went home. asdfghjkl;'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths papers are okay. Imagine how I've been so careless throughout my calculations but still managed an A1. Thank God. But what's more crucial is the A Maths Paper 2. We shall see the results when it's released.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Note 1: Never be careless.&lt;br /&gt;Note 2: Read those damned questions carefully before answering.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed back for Chemistry because I missed my lessons when I took the survey (which is so NOT like one) during curriculum time. When lessons finally ended, it's 4.30pm. Ran all the way home from school. Need to scream but can't so used up my energy instead. Felt good but extremely tired. A nice long bath and after that watched Conan. Continued my life with the last episode of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Seigi no Mikata&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shida Mirai&lt;/span&gt; is one wonderful actress.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Kanata Hongo&lt;/span&gt; is one skinny actor. I can't believe there's actually someone on Earth skinnier than &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nakajima Yuto&lt;/span&gt;. Well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Celestial Zone 21 Vol. 35 and Vol. 36 are on the computer table right now. Should I pick them up and read? Hmm. Maybe later. I'm still depressed. It's not about the results. Seriously. Just imagine how you've thought you understood what you've been studying then you realised that you still can't do it. Man. Life is sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH. I JUST REMEMBERED. I'M TO COLLECT MY HEY!SAY! JUMP-ING CONCERT DVD AND MY BUONO!2 ALBUM TOMORROW! Mama. Life is not that bad after all. :DDD And I just remembered another thing. Celebrating that brat's birthday tomorrow. Birthday present. Birthday present. Must remember to buy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaa~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-6580559068032437904?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/6580559068032437904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=6580559068032437904' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/6580559068032437904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/6580559068032437904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2009/07/1-month-1-day-8-months-25-days.html' title='1 month-1 day/ 8 months-25 days'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-5977075983255037566</id><published>2009-06-15T01:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T01:44:18.241+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='this is an awesome song ((:'/><title type='text'>Believe</title><content type='html'>Supposedly this shall be the last post for these few weeks as I go on a mugging session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;About YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just be how you want to be&lt;br /&gt;Not the same personality everywhere we see&lt;br /&gt;You should just do what you want&lt;br /&gt;It's completely OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should just live how you want to live&lt;br /&gt;You don't need to worry unnecessarily&lt;br /&gt;It's okay to slack off once in a while&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave any regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your Dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should just do what you want to&lt;br /&gt;The adults don't understand you&lt;br /&gt;You should go on the path you believe in&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter if you made a mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edited the lyrics a little from the original. But hopefully it can prove meaningful to those who are unsure of how to face their future. Follow your dreams, what parents say may not necessarily have to be correct. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XICsEG1BtIc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XICsEG1BtIc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buono!- Kokoro no Tamago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaa~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-5977075983255037566?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/5977075983255037566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=5977075983255037566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/5977075983255037566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/5977075983255037566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2009/06/believe.html' title='Believe'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-6809695130260885693</id><published>2009-06-14T12:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T22:17:49.051+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>June 14</title><content type='html'>There's no limit to the dreams that we see&lt;br /&gt;If I was born with 100% possibility&lt;br /&gt;I want to live at 100%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you run at full speed, that's really living&lt;br /&gt;I want that and I want this&lt;br /&gt;Let's go!&lt;br /&gt;Advance!&lt;br /&gt;Let's compete earnestly!&lt;br /&gt;That's right, if I'm going to do it&lt;br /&gt;I have to do it right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Trej3NFHScI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Trej3NFHScI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buono!- Gachinko de Ikou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspired. Motivated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still the same old me even though I'm now 1 year older. But that's okay, I like the way I am now. -raise eyebrows-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating self-cooked maggie noodles. Tasteless even with tomato sauce. Feel like vomitting. Yuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's how I'm going to spend my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go for tuition the whole afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;Do A Maths during the evening.&lt;br /&gt;Revise Social Studies in the night.&lt;br /&gt;And go to sleep at 12am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Thanks for the birthday greetings ppl~ (:&lt;br /&gt;P.S.S. All the best for O levels! STAY MOTIVATED AND INSPIRED~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaa~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-6809695130260885693?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/6809695130260885693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=6809695130260885693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/6809695130260885693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/6809695130260885693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2009/06/june-14.html' title='June 14'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-162517034370098291</id><published>2009-06-06T23:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T00:09:27.010+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='don&apos;t bother to read this'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no_tag_for_this_post'/><title type='text'>MEE</title><content type='html'>-make a face and stick out my tongue---&gt; That's how I always look. I'm lying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. So here's something about me. I kept remembering how one of my friends mentioned that my blog is boring because I hardly write about my life. Apparently, she's not interested in Hey!Say!JUMP, BerryzKoubou nor Buono. It's her loss. Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a habit. I love to type in the font Arial. Font size 11, to be exact. But after I have finished my post, I will change the font back to the normal that blogger provides. Okay, so no one is interested in this. Hmm. Let me try again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first love was when I'm 14. It's weird to have your first love only at 14 years old. But, that's me for you. The guy I like has eye bags. Okay, a funny description for the guy you like. But he's adorable. Nice mouth and wonderful voice. Has an eye mole under his left eye. Also has a scar near his lips. He's Nakajima Yuto. Okay. Fine. Everyone knows that. -Failedattalkingaboutme-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I hate Physics. Tried to finish the two Physics papers given just today and failed. Every single bloody frustratingly question did I have problems with. It may just be my low intelligence or maybe it's all the distraction around me. And I tend to drift sometimes... okay. often. So I panicked for a moment. I mean for many moments. And I started thinking about how prelims are just 3 weeks or so away and I haven't started my revision. So I panicked again. And after that... I ended up being depressed and not doing anything else. Lost my motivation in studies again. -failed-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's me for you- I'm a failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you've learnt something new about me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaa~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-162517034370098291?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/162517034370098291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=162517034370098291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/162517034370098291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/162517034370098291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2009/06/mee.html' title='MEE'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-8173378900702360528</id><published>2009-06-01T21:17:00.021+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T22:40:33.672+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='berryz_koubou'/><title type='text'>Rival?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SiPieKfaDAI/AAAAAAAAApQ/wqBefCL00uA/s1600-h/berryzkoubou_rival01.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 141px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SiPieKfaDAI/AAAAAAAAApQ/wqBefCL00uA/s200/berryzkoubou_rival01.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342362590831578114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;[scroll down for the song]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, I feel like talking about Berryz's new song instead of about my life. So there you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say Berryz Koubou's Rival is one of their best songs so far. The tempo of the song makes me all giggly and in high spirits. Made me bob to the song throughout. No one daresay they sing unnaturally with squeaky voices now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SiPjRhE2x6I/AAAAAAAAApY/t6efvLD0lgo/s1600-h/berryzkoubou_rival02.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 118px; height: 95px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SiPjRhE2x6I/AAAAAAAAApY/t6efvLD0lgo/s200/berryzkoubou_rival02.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342363473067558818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SiPmE9axHLI/AAAAAAAAAqY/eFDhzoTqJB4/s1600-h/berryzkoubou_rival10.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 108px; height: 95px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SiPmE9axHLI/AAAAAAAAAqY/eFDhzoTqJB4/s200/berryzkoubou_rival10.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342366555872238770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SiPl6Uj18WI/AAAAAAAAAqI/Bs7Zx4xN20w/s1600-h/berryzkoubou_rival08.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 112px; height: 95px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SiPl6Uj18WI/AAAAAAAAAqI/Bs7Zx4xN20w/s200/berryzkoubou_rival08.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342366373105758562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SiPl5o_CvJI/AAAAAAAAApo/n5RQSWpVm_c/s1600-h/berryzkoubou_rival04.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 103px; height: 95px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SiPl5o_CvJI/AAAAAAAAApo/n5RQSWpVm_c/s200/berryzkoubou_rival04.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342366361408683154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SiPjnthHYUI/AAAAAAAAApg/PAl-mH2Wg-0/s1600-h/berryzkoubou_rival03.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 109px; height: 94px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SiPjnthHYUI/AAAAAAAAApg/PAl-mH2Wg-0/s200/berryzkoubou_rival03.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342363854364434754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SiPl53DndxI/AAAAAAAAAp4/E2uxPYH8q7w/s1600-h/berryzkoubou_rival06.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 101px; height: 94px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SiPl53DndxI/AAAAAAAAAp4/E2uxPYH8q7w/s200/berryzkoubou_rival06.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342366365185963794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SiPl6MqHbDI/AAAAAAAAAqA/zt9nDX2hPZI/s1600-h/berryzkoubou_rival07.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 94px; height: 94px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SiPl6MqHbDI/AAAAAAAAAqA/zt9nDX2hPZI/s200/berryzkoubou_rival07.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342366370984586290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SiPmEu8qVtI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/d0YQRmCwLkQ/s1600-h/berryzkoubou_rival09.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 110px; height: 94px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SiPmEu8qVtI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/d0YQRmCwLkQ/s200/berryzkoubou_rival09.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342366551987869394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SiPl5pvee0I/AAAAAAAAApw/FrDnEjXP1dw/s1600-h/berryzkoubou_rival05.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 94px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SiPl5pvee0I/AAAAAAAAApw/FrDnEjXP1dw/s200/berryzkoubou_rival05.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342366361611828034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L-R; Risako, Momoko, Miyabi, Chinami, Saki, Yurina, Maasa, Momoko, Miyabi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Risako's voice is near perfect in this song. I love her voice when she sings so normally and naturally, rather than given lines that strain her voice till my ears ache. But her headvoice at 3.37 nearly made me had a heart attack. Just when the song goes on so smoothly, Tsunku had to give her something of that pitch, which I don't think suit her at all. Let Miyabi do those high parts instead. Please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Momoko is awesome and so-oh lovely~ If I were a guy, I would have made her my first and last love, and buy a ticket to go to Japan to see her right now. Her clothes are the best. [detect biasness here] Her striped tie of black and white complements her red shirt and navy coloured jacket so well. And her skirt and socks and shoes all blend together perfectly. Kudos to whoever dressed her up! And her hair is perfect too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writing these compliments made me wonder how the hell had I ended up disliking her when I first saw her. [Oh. I remembered why... her voice had seemed so unnatural and fake then. But not anymore anyway :P] Her voice in this song makes me happy, warm and snuggled all inside. It blended so well with the song. I love her solo lines. And where the hell did Momoko get her energy from? She's so hyper energetic in the dance. That's why I love her dancing the most, even though I adore Miyabi too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about Miyabi, in contrast to Momoko's, her hair seems to be done up hurriedly and without much thought. Her hair in My Boy looks much more smooth and shiny then. Hmm... I don't really like her shiny starry bright blue shirt too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinami looks okay here. I've hoped for more lines for her though. But it's okay since she looks pretty much enjoying herself. Saki and the others look fine too. And I kind of like it that they have given Maasa a chance at being in the center once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I don't really like the setting of the PV and those parts where they were playing musical instruments were really messy, I kinda like the double personality part. 1.49 makes me really smile. Momoko is great at doing these kind of expressions and stuffs. In fact, her close-ups are really beautiful. Ahem. I don't mean any offence. But Saki's kiss is a little bit random. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these are strictly personal comments. And I don't mean any offence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;And if after what I have written, you still don't know whether this song is for you; or maybe you skipped through all my crapping, let me spell it out for you. I highly recommend this song, especially if you are a Berryz Koubou's fan.:D Even if you are not, try this song. It'll make you chirpy. :DDD&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berryz Koubou- Rival PV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/6Wrcg42RfKM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/6Wrcg42RfKM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" 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;Berryz Koubou- Rival Dance Shot Version&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/pjeanJJe2qE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/pjeanJJe2qE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" 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;Before I end, I feel that the dance is kinda weird. But it's a nice change from their other dances what with more interaction between one another, it's quite enjoyable too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not be writing about what happened to me today I guess. This is getting way tooooo loooong. Just a note: I haven't finish my A Maths homework. Crap. I guess it's finally time for me to panick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaa~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-8173378900702360528?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/8173378900702360528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=8173378900702360528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/8173378900702360528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/8173378900702360528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2009/06/rival.html' title='Rival?'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SiPieKfaDAI/AAAAAAAAApQ/wqBefCL00uA/s72-c/berryzkoubou_rival01.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-2190428131813484008</id><published>2009-05-31T21:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T22:50:31.833+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crappy and cranky'/><title type='text'>Iaminawhatevermood</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm dead. as dead as the fallen leaves. as dead as a piece of paper. as dead as my English Oral book. I'm getting tongue tied from pronouncing those -t endings. It's 10.39pm but I'll worry about oral later. If I were to say I'm not worried, I'm kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fooled around with YT over this weekend. Seen videos that I don't have to watch. Done things that are absolutely unnecessary like sleeping in and stoning. A Maths homework undone. SS template not filled in. At least my Geography homework had been done. Though it's something I should have done long ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm procrastinating whenever I have the chance. Oh god. Is it normal to feel like this when Prelims are coming? &gt;-&lt; I'm always studying when I have the chance. But these days I have been doing the exact opposite. I've lost my motivation, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to order those stuffs mentioned yesterday. Maybe I will find some life in me then.&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/9160150902503767097-2190428131813484008?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/2190428131813484008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=2190428131813484008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/2190428131813484008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/2190428131813484008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2009/05/iaminawhatevermood.html' title='Iaminawhatevermood'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-1350645279989618619</id><published>2009-05-30T16:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T16:45:56.227+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>My Updated Order List</title><content type='html'>This post is more for my own reference. After doing up this order list, did I realise that there's so many things I want to possess. The list would have been even longer if I hadn't end up striking away some stuffs to protect my poor wallet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Buono!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Cafe Buono! (Limited Edition CD+DVD)(Hong Kong Version) [S$26.29] [PLAYASIA]&lt;br /&gt;- Buono! 29 (ALBUM+DVD)(Taiwan Version) [S$31.03] [YESASIA]&lt;br /&gt;- My Boy (SINGLE+DVD)(Taiwan Version) [S$17.69] [YESASIA]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Berryz Koubou&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- *Seishun Bus Guide (Jacket B)(SINGLE+DVD)(First Press Limited Edition)(Taiwan Version) [NA]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Hey! Say! JUMP&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mayonaka no Shadow Boy (Normal Edition)(Japan Version) [S$17.48] [PLAYASIA]&lt;br /&gt;- Your Seed (Normal Edition)(Japan Version) [S$16.59] [YESASIA]&lt;br /&gt;- Hey! Say! JUMP School Calender 2009 (APR-2009-MAR-2010)(Japan Version) [S$36.09] [YESASIA]&lt;br /&gt;- *Hey! Say! JUMP-ing Tour '08-'09 (Hong Kong Version) [NA]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's been one week since my computer crashed. I didn't create any back up files. So yeah. I lost all my videos. -sobs- Anyway, I don't give a damn about those lost files and videos now. I shall console myself by treating it as an automatic cleanup for my hard drive. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, after the crash, I have to re-setup my wireless network connection. Spent quite a few days before I find the damned solution to start the internet solution. The process is so eww. Almost went bonkers trying to fix the position. And almost committed suicide when the sound system doesn't work as well. Anyway, after spending the whole night and installing some drivers or whatsoever, the system works fine now. In fact, am listening to Berryz Koubou's Rival now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The June holidays have started. The first two weeks of the holidays are to be sacrificed for the extended programme. Gotta finish syllabus before prelim 1 starts. And fancy being allocated 9hours of physics into my schedule. WTH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still owe my teacher a piece of Geography homework. And having stared at the computer since noon, I suppose it's finally time to take a break and start on my homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaa~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-1350645279989618619?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/1350645279989618619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=1350645279989618619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/1350645279989618619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/1350645279989618619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-updated-order-list.html' title='My Updated Order List'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-2764442249103876165</id><published>2009-05-02T19:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T19:52:59.874+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the perfect day for the perfect lie in ^o^'/><title type='text'>it's a saturday! :DD</title><content type='html'>Ever heard of someone who slept at 2.30am in the morning and woke up at 12noon? Take a look at me... That's 10hours of sleep and I feel absolutely rejuvenated! :DDDDDD Finished the first book of Henderson Boys by Robert Muchamore. I know that's for kids but who cares? I need a break too from all those classics. :DDDDDDDD And spying always make me excited. &lt;3333333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally slaughtered Venice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's basically what I have done the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. And I'm gonna order Buono's My Boy (Taiwan Version) once it comes out, together with HSJ Calender 2009-2010. One very obvious reason due to the fact that the total cost adds up to more than S$49 which spares me the additional shipping fees which will cost a bomb. I still can't forget that one nasty experience where my MNSB LE costs me an additional S$10+ bucks, raising the original cost from $23 to $35. Grr. Not worth it. Totally not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-2764442249103876165?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/2764442249103876165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=2764442249103876165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/2764442249103876165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/2764442249103876165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-saturday-dd.html' title='it&apos;s a saturday! :DD'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-6202909220759769430</id><published>2009-05-02T00:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T01:21:26.094+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no_tag_for_this_post'/><title type='text'>lalalas...</title><content type='html'>Wahahaha. I'm in a writing mood but apparently I vomited out whatever I wanna say at my LJ. LOL Now is 12.55am. Obviously somebody deleted my comment on her wordpress but I don't give a damn as long as she stopped her offending remarks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuto is becoming hotter each day. If only he can gain a little tweeny bit of weight. :DDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we welcome this happiness tonight&lt;br /&gt;akikaze no naka de...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-6202909220759769430?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/6202909220759769430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=6202909220759769430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/6202909220759769430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/6202909220759769430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2009/05/lalalas.html' title='lalalas...'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-4977219662790491846</id><published>2009-04-30T21:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T21:51:17.934+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wait. what&apos;s livejournal?'/><title type='text'>I'M A LJ USER! :DD</title><content type='html'>I suddenly have the wish to declare my livejournal here. Yeah. I'm a LJ user. Though not very active... but still...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lkyann.livejournal.com"&gt;http://lkyann.livejournal.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you noticed...You will realise how easy it is to track me online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my first time ever, although this old blog is pretty dear to me, I have decided to switch between blogger and LJ for now. What you may find on my blog may not be found on my LJ... but what you find on my LJ may not be found on my blog. Basically, that's what I want to say here (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone planning to watch Angels and Devils?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh yeah. HSJ JUMP-ing concert was amazing! And I never ever get tired of Yuto's moonwalk -smiles-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-4977219662790491846?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/4977219662790491846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=4977219662790491846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/4977219662790491846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/4977219662790491846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-lj-user-dd.html' title='I&apos;M A LJ USER! :DD'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-4941903444611668019</id><published>2009-04-27T19:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T20:32:02.115+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='buono'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Buono!- My Boy (:</title><content type='html'>Don't talk to me about school. Many a times nowadays during lessons, I drift in and out of a daze. Exams are coming. What's wrong with me?! T~T Time is for me to spend usefully. I don't understand why I can find the time to sleep but not enough to revise. To hell with Physics T________T Lessons are becoming so increasingly boring. How can I survive?! T~T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides the Happiness ~Koufuku Kangei~ Male Version which is the one thing that made me happy today, below is another reason to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A totally new-but not that new- style being portrayed. It being not that new due to the never-wavering cuteness being wrapped up by the new costumes and look. The song is great. But not fabulous. The costumes are wonderful. But not awesome. What really caught my attention is the story setting of this PV. This PV is really F-U-N. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;F!&lt;/span&gt; Momoko, please rock on. And don't give a damn about knight. It's a fake. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;U!&lt;/span&gt; Miyabi, nice hair. It makes you look like a real-size doll (which is kind of scary). &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;N!&lt;/span&gt; The best secret agent out there, Airi. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FUN!&lt;/span&gt; Buono, I know you don't give a damn, but I love strawberry cakes too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let H!P! present you with the most incredulous mission of all time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My Boy by Buono!&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oFeynT1NEpE&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/oFeynT1NEpE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" 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;Now, I just have to sit back and relax while studying the nail-bitting physics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-4941903444611668019?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/4941903444611668019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=4941903444611668019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/4941903444611668019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/4941903444611668019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2009/04/buono-my-boy.html' title='Buono!- My Boy (:'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-408515360882974995</id><published>2009-04-05T00:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T01:03:30.703+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hey_say_7'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Salsa</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, taking a break from studies is necessary too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, this really cracks me up. It makes me feel good- really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Salsa iina iine by Hey! Say! 7&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://sg.sevenload.com/pl/IpvohXp/500x314/0"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite quote of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Don't let today's disappointments cast a shadow on tomorrow's dreams.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For anybody's information,I grew another strand of white hair. Now on my head are 3 strands of white hair. Yeah, I made it a habit to count. I'm not even 16!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me comfort myself with thoughts of HSJ's success. Yeah, in case you don't know, that's the vicarious pleasure that fans get from their idols' success (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY! SAY! JUMP! Chu~Chu~Chu~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-408515360882974995?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/408515360882974995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=408515360882974995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/408515360882974995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/408515360882974995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2009/04/salsa.html' title='Salsa'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-4203729126020662040</id><published>2009-02-25T23:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T23:16:13.728+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>X-COMMON  TESTS?!</title><content type='html'>Common tests finally ended! *cheerrrrrs* And while I'm enjoying my little bit of rest, please don't remind me when we are getting back our results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip to Singapore Discovery Centre today is a waste of time. I rather go home and sleep. I'm so tired. Headache again. Aw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About that SwH video 10 days ago? How dare Ryutaro the little imp trick poor Yuto?! But I kinda enjoy the whole process when Yuto was being 'interviewed'. I know I have no worries when I saw them offering Yuto some bitter stuff. Yuto eats anything. :D But when Yamada came on screen, he caught me there for a moment. I knew he won't be able to take it. Look at him drinking HUGE amounts of water after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, looking at Yuto always made me happy. Now I can go to sleep, where sweet dreams await...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalaland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+still on hiatus :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-4203729126020662040?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/4203729126020662040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=4203729126020662040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/4203729126020662040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/4203729126020662040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2009/02/x-common-tests.html' title='X-COMMON  TESTS?!'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-2650369377077169090</id><published>2009-02-15T00:50:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T01:49:41.622+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='berryz_koubou'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='screenshots'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Embrace x2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SZb7yDaWHMI/AAAAAAAAAoI/Tg8WRwpw0sc/s1600-h/Chinami.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 92px; height: 88px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SZb7yDaWHMI/AAAAAAAAAoI/Tg8WRwpw0sc/s200/Chinami.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302702448603176130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay. I'm not dead. School is just really busy, like I have mentioned many times. I'm really sorry for being inactive in communities and forums ;_________; And I also regret I can't reply to all comments on time, partially due to busy schedule and a dead hotmail. Yeah. My hotmail is not working. You know, the lkyann_XXX@hotmail? And since I'm very very dependent on email subscriptions and notifications, now that it's not working, I can't check for new messages. So yeah. I have created a new email- will notify you guys later, later as in really a loooong time later. Hope you understand. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School isn't going on great. Stress is really traumatic. How stress-ful does that sound? ;___; That's why an occasional HSJ's performance always perks me up. But Yuuki 100%? You've got to be kidding me. But the recent HS7 Medley was pretty awesome. And, I can't wait for the single to be out and for my heart to cry- because I wouldn't be able to afford it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. I'm poor right now. ;_______; No more limited editions for me until the financial crisis is over. I know. This really sucks. But I really hope to be able to save enough money for the calender and the new HSJ single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berryz Koubou's new single: Dakishimete Dakishimete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zPGzrsqS1yA&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/zPGzrsqS1yA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" 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;Dakishimete is supposed to mean embrace? O.o Nothing wrong with embrace. But to embrace two times? O.O Whatever. Outfits I adore (like mad) are Chinami's, Risako's and Momoko's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SZb_yB0NobI/AAAAAAAAAoY/aCJ6xncoaPk/s1600-h/chinami02.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 164px; height: 157px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SZb_yB0NobI/AAAAAAAAAoY/aCJ6xncoaPk/s200/chinami02.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302706846221312434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SZb_y-r4ZFI/AAAAAAAAAo4/1MNP3l8PRLU/s1600-h/risako.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 169px; height: 158px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SZb_y-r4ZFI/AAAAAAAAAo4/1MNP3l8PRLU/s200/risako.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302706862560928850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SZb_yqa5sgI/AAAAAAAAAow/2N2Tgxd5VWE/s1600-h/momoko.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 153px; height: 157px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SZb_yqa5sgI/AAAAAAAAAow/2N2Tgxd5VWE/s200/momoko.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302706857121001986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SZb_7ZVIg3I/AAAAAAAAApI/cG4YP4qU2us/s1600-h/yurina.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 162px; height: 157px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SZb_7ZVIg3I/AAAAAAAAApI/cG4YP4qU2us/s200/yurina.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302707007152227186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SZb_7Zl4Y9I/AAAAAAAAApA/lPwkFRTyb4M/s1600-h/saki.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 178px; height: 157px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SZb_7Zl4Y9I/AAAAAAAAApA/lPwkFRTyb4M/s200/saki.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302707007222473682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SZb_yWgR-MI/AAAAAAAAAoo/Qu-fcCRSVZg/s1600-h/miyabi.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 179px; height: 157px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SZb_yWgR-MI/AAAAAAAAAoo/Qu-fcCRSVZg/s200/miyabi.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302706851774855362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SZb_yKdM7zI/AAAAAAAAAog/bL3w726kvaM/s1600-h/maasa.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 165px; height: 157px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SZb_yKdM7zI/AAAAAAAAAog/bL3w726kvaM/s200/maasa.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302706848540716850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left to Right: Chinami, Risako, Momoko, Yurina, Saki, Miyabi, Maasa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Chinami's hair the best. Doesn't it reminds you of Risa from Lovely Complex?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/LIMWEI%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-9.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 230px; height: 149px;" alt="http://z.about.com/d/manga/1/0/w/I/-/-/LoveCom_Risa2_500.jpg" src="http://z.about.com/d/manga/1/0/w/I/-/-/LoveCom_Risa2_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SZb71jpCXXI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/fB9hrGT6p4U/s1600-h/Chinami.bmp"&gt;&lt;span class="outline"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 157px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SZb71jpCXXI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/fB9hrGT6p4U/s200/Chinami.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302702508794338674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left: Risa&lt;br /&gt;Right: Chinami&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except for Risa's two buns and Chinami's one bun, I do feel that Chinami's a little similar to Risa. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Chinami has grown prettier. Love her lots. ^^ I seem to have a prejudice towards curly hair.  Miyabi looks scary. o___o The DJ-ing scenes aren't my favourite either. I felt that those scenes look out of place. However, the dance is way cool- totally different from their previous dances. And I suppose this is my favourite pv from all their releases. The song is pretty addictive too. I daresay this is a single worth collecting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burnt wallet is never good. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story: Saving is a good practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, time to embrace homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry. Wrong. 1.42am in the morning?! It's bed time. Time to embrace my pillow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja~ ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-2650369377077169090?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/2650369377077169090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=2650369377077169090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/2650369377077169090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/2650369377077169090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2009/02/embrace-x2.html' title='Embrace x2'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SZb7yDaWHMI/AAAAAAAAAoI/Tg8WRwpw0sc/s72-c/Chinami.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-8502813306695154802</id><published>2009-01-26T00:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T00:42:04.352+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Semi-hiatus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SXyU1MKDW0I/AAAAAAAAAoA/GeYIzW2dq5s/s1600-h/hiatus.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 111px; height: 99px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SXyU1MKDW0I/AAAAAAAAAoA/GeYIzW2dq5s/s200/hiatus.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295270903398226754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;First of all, HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR! This year is a very important one because I will be having my 'O' level examinations. -shivers- So, hopefully I will become more hardworking- play hard and work hard. But sadly, I won't be able to be on fangirling mode always. ;________;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is just to announce that I will be on semi-hiatus. I might not be able to reply to comments fast so yeah, bear with me. I still have some songs due. I hope to finish them soon. Because I have tests and more tests after CNY. -SIGH-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Bye everyone! I will miss fangirling. T^T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakajima Yuto &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Kyomoto Taiga &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I do know that saving is very important. Not only are we entering economic recession... A Winter Con DVD?! A new single?! 2009-2010 Calender?! If only money will drop from the sky... -dreams-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-8502813306695154802?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/8502813306695154802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=8502813306695154802' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/8502813306695154802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/8502813306695154802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2009/01/semi-hiatus.html' title='Semi-hiatus'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SXyU1MKDW0I/AAAAAAAAAoA/GeYIzW2dq5s/s72-c/hiatus.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-8199819483320689305</id><published>2009-01-03T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T00:55:00.778+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='icons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no_tag_for_this_post'/><title type='text'>SIGH(s)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SV5E1TrSmHI/AAAAAAAAAnw/wyuWYo8uNQg/s1600-h/yutouni.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 84px; height: 82px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SV5E1TrSmHI/AAAAAAAAAnw/wyuWYo8uNQg/s200/yutouni.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286738695185143922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SV5EP9W8rXI/AAAAAAAAAno/iAv0OGR7y6E/s1600-h/Taiga54.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 83px; height: 83px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SV5EP9W8rXI/AAAAAAAAAno/iAv0OGR7y6E/s200/Taiga54.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286738053539081586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SV5CKdUaJqI/AAAAAAAAAnY/V5TeZBh1mO4/s1600-h/Chinen+39.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 65px; height: 83px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SV5CKdUaJqI/AAAAAAAAAnY/V5TeZBh1mO4/s200/Chinen+39.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286735760015894178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SV5DkaCZiPI/AAAAAAAAAng/_iTyx26qH0c/s1600-h/Yabuchi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 89px; height: 82px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SV5DkaCZiPI/AAAAAAAAAng/_iTyx26qH0c/s200/Yabuchi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286737305323276530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;School starts today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;Hotmail is not working. But I comfort myself with the thought that I'm not the only one Hotmail is going bonkers on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND A VERY BIG SIGH GOES TO...&lt;br /&gt;Why is there &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a cancellation of order?&lt;/span&gt; T______T &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I want my HSJ Poster so badly&lt;/span&gt; I really want to cry now! T_______T And I thought that Yuto's Clear File might just make me a tinnier little bit better... But it seems like the seller wanted a bank transfer instead of meet-up. My parents don't allow bank transfer anymore. T________T What should I do? Persuade my mum to do a bank transfer or persuade the seller to do meet-up? T_______T I do understand that the seller might not be able to do meet-up because of some circumstances but still... My HSJ Poster... T______T I'm really in trouble now. My mum is going to kill me. Oh. Yes. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm going to die a painful death&lt;/span&gt;. Don't weep for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if anyone understands, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I got Hikaru&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Yuto/Taiga/Chinen's icons are to make myself feel better.&lt;br /&gt;And the Yabu's icon is to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;show someone Yabu's extend of brotherly&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And yeah. These certainly cheer me up. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tell me about the power of Yuto/Taiga/Chinen/Yabu (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea why am I still up and about at 1am in the morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-8199819483320689305?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/8199819483320689305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=8199819483320689305' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/8199819483320689305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/8199819483320689305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2009/01/sighs.html' title='SIGH(s)'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SV5E1TrSmHI/AAAAAAAAAnw/wyuWYo8uNQg/s72-c/yutouni.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-6824158400485873485</id><published>2009-01-01T01:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T01:00:01.040+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='download_video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nozomi_ohashi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='download_song'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ponyo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>崖の上のポニョ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SVttk95MSHI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/WjiOV3tEBwc/s1600-h/ponyo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 82px; height: 95px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SVttk95MSHI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/WjiOV3tEBwc/s200/ponyo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285939069506570354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I ended the year 2008 with Hey! Say! JUMP and had almost wanted to embrace the new year (2009)  with Hey! Say! JUMP as well. :D -shots-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Po-nyo Po-nyo Ponyo sakana no ko... Yeaps. As a new year present, I want to share this with everyone. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title of Animated Film: 崖の上のポニョ&lt;br /&gt;Title of Animated Film (Romaji): Gake no Ue no Ponyo&lt;br /&gt;Title of Animated Film (English): Ponyo on the Cliff by the Sea&lt;br /&gt;Theme Song: Gake nu Ue no Ponyo (by Nozomi Ohashi and Fujioka Fujimaki)&lt;br /&gt;Website: &lt;a href="http://www.encorefilms.com/ponyo/"&gt;Encore Films&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't watch the anime yet so I knew nothing about it. But one of the reasons why I'm sharing this today is because it's finally available in the cinemas (Singapore) today on the 1st Jan 2009. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally adore this 8-year-old girl Nozomi Ohashi. Well, she's definitely not the prettiest child on earth and doesn't own the cutest voice ever. But still, she is adorable. :D So I got pretty upset when some funny people bashed her and the song and the two men who accompanied her, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/comment_servlet?all_comments&amp;amp;v=KdftF6mVXFA&amp;amp;fromurl=/watch%3Fv%3DKdftF6mVXFA"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. I mean isn't it damned obvious that the video is edited? Man. To think I have to start my new year with swear words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, let me go on with some clips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="345"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/e9PydykSX7/pv=2"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/e9PydykSX7/pv=2" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="345"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Performance] Ponyo on the Cliff by the Sea: &lt;a href="http://jp.youtube.com/watch?v=CnefoTzouXk"&gt;Watch&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?gieu1x3cjzz"&gt;Download&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[PV] Ponyo on the Cliff by the Sea: &lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/silver-ringrayleen/video/gJ2_KzFk/fujioka_fujimaki_nozomi_ohashi_genki_no_ue_no_ponyo_music/"&gt;Watch&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?mr4tgrdyyym"&gt;Download&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[FNS 2008 Music Festival] Ponyo on the Cliff by the Sea: &lt;a href="http://jp.youtube.com/watch?v=dwU56k7k0vg"&gt;Watch&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?nkmymzlzvej"&gt;Download&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[MP3] Ponyo on the Cliff by the Sea: &lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/-rHHwG/music/p_5Dc7KG/nozomi_ohashi_ponyo_on_the_cliff_by_the_sea/"&gt;Listen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?djdejzyumkw"&gt;Download&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[MP3/Nozomi Ohashi Solo] Ponyo on the Cliff by the Sea: &lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/-rHHwG/music/MkFs8L8k/nozomi_ohashi_ponyo_on_the_cliff_by_the_sea_nozomi_ohashi/"&gt;Listen&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?noztr3wnmdx"&gt;Download&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[MP3/Film Version] Ponyo on the Cliff by the Sea: &lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/-rHHwG/music/btWxYayb/nozomi_ohashi_gake_no_ue_no_ponyo_film_version/"&gt;Listen&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?mmddmyzznyj"&gt;Download&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Anime] Ponyo on the Cliff by the Sea Film: &lt;a href="http://www.nyaatorrents.org/?page=torrentinfo&amp;amp;tid=39742&amp;amp;showfiles=1"&gt;Download&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you want to make this super cute song your ringtone, you can do it now. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DEFINITELY NO HOTLINKING. IT'S IN CAPS FOR EMPHASIS (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But feel free to reupload them, just &lt;u&gt;credit me&lt;/u&gt; if using. Credit Lothringen if using her FNS video. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Disclaimer&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;FNS Performance thanks to Lothringen (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I do not own the MP3 Film Version.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I found it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.box.net/shared/8jx6aogw08#1:17027440"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And well, the anime is definitely not from me. I found it by chance on google.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a bonus, here's the lyrics to the song, Ponyo on the Cliff by the Sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;po-nyo po-nyo ponyo sakana no ko&lt;br /&gt;aoi umi kara yattekita&lt;br /&gt;po-nyo po-nyo ponyo fukuranda&lt;br /&gt;manmaru onaka no onna no ko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pe-ta peta pyo-n pyon&lt;br /&gt;ashitte iina kakechao!&lt;br /&gt;ni-gi nigi bu-n bun&lt;br /&gt;otete wa iina tsunaijao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ano ko to haneru to kokoro mo odoruyo&lt;br /&gt;pa-ku paku chuggyutsu ! paaku paku chuggyutsu!&lt;br /&gt;ano ko ga daisuki makkakkano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;po-nyo po-nyo ponyo sakana no ko&lt;br /&gt;aoi umi kara yattekita&lt;br /&gt;po-nyo po-nyo ponyo fukuranda&lt;br /&gt;manmaru onaka no onna no ko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuukufuku iinioi&lt;br /&gt;onakagasuita tabechi yao !&lt;br /&gt;you kuyoku mite miyou&lt;br /&gt;ano ko mokitto mite iru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isshoni warau to hoppe gaatsuiyo&lt;br /&gt;wa-ku waku chuggyutsu ! wa-ku waku chuggyutsu !&lt;br /&gt;ano ko ga daisuki makkakkano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;po-nyo po-nyo ponyo sakana no ko&lt;br /&gt;gake no ueni yattekita&lt;br /&gt;po-nyo po-nyo ponyo onna no ko&lt;br /&gt;manmaruonakano genki na ko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credits: &lt;a href="http://www.jpopasia.com/lyrics/10110/fujioka-fujimaki-nozomi-ohashi/gake-no-ue-no-ponyo.html"&gt;jpopasia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy and a HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE! :DDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-6824158400485873485?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/6824158400485873485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=6824158400485873485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/6824158400485873485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/6824158400485873485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='崖の上のポニョ'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SVttk95MSHI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/WjiOV3tEBwc/s72-c/ponyo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-7342236144885213858</id><published>2008-12-31T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T23:30:00.419+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='report'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no_tag_for_this_post'/><title type='text'>2008 EOY Report Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SVtdDWmfzTI/AAAAAAAAAnA/E3sK88O0zU4/s1600-h/Yuto_Yuto2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 95px; height: 95px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SVtdDWmfzTI/AAAAAAAAAnA/E3sK88O0zU4/s200/Yuto_Yuto2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285920899837447474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;Here's my Hey! Say! JUMP rankings for the Year 2008. :DDD&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of the year 2007/ Beginning of the year 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;01 Nakajima Yuto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;02 Chinen Yuri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;03 Yamada Ryosuke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04 Morimoto Ryutaro&lt;br /&gt;05 Yabu Kota&lt;br /&gt;06 Arioka Daiki&lt;br /&gt;07 Yaotome Hikaru&lt;br /&gt;08 Inoo Kei&lt;br /&gt;09 Okamoto Keito&lt;br /&gt;10 Takaki Yuya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of the year 2008/Start of the year 2009/Now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;01 Nakajima Yuto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;02 Yabu Kota&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;03 Chinen Yuri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04 Yamada Ryosuke&lt;br /&gt;05 Morimoto Ryutaro&lt;br /&gt;06 Yaotome Hikaru&lt;br /&gt;07 Arioka Daiki/ Inoo Kei&lt;br /&gt;09 Okamoto Keito&lt;br /&gt;10 Takaki Yuya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuto will always remain first on my list. I know everyone knows that (: I mean. Hell. This guy can do moonwalks, tap dance, play the guitar and cry so beautifully during dramas! Who the hell wouldn't love him? :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And seems like Yabu managed to crawl all the way up from 5th position to 2nd position. And why not? His wink is a killer. And because Yabu killed me, Chinen/Yamada/Ryutaro all drop by one rank. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Chinen as always. His smile is sweet honey. I never fail to cheer up when I saw him smile. Seriously Chinen, you ought to duplicate yourself and become everyone's little brother. Chinen's voice started deepening, which is great! I love his voice. Seems so mature yet so not. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yamada won me over with his radio show together with Chinen. But Yamada, you ought to stop being petty and start making up with Yuto. Fans need some Yamajima moments. xD Now, no offence to any of Yamada's fans. I'm just making a joke here. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryutaro is still as adorable as ever and his voice didn't change. But wth?! He is 162cm now. As tall as me but not as old as me. Well. Boys do grow up when they reached their stage. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Hikaru. He's water, dog and yet human at the same time. I love his humour and really appreciate his seriousness sometimes. Haha. He's a great entertainer though. And I really appreciate his love for Yabu. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But beware. Because Inoo is his love rival. I totally love Inoo and Yabu together despite the fact that Yabu-Hikaru pairing is tempting. I can't choose bewteen Inoo and Daiki so yeah. They are the same rank. ^^ Inoo is really cute although he is uh. Soft? I mean come on. How come you couldn't take roller coasters? LOL But it's fine. I'm shaky with roller coasters too. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry Keito. I have no idea you ranked so low. -.- But the truth is I really started liking you and thank you for your close friendship with Yuto. Feed Yuto more ice-cream please. He needs to get fatter. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing against Takaki. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if anyone is wondering how the ranks came about, try this- &lt;a href="http://www.americanwota.com/wota-distractions/hey-say-ranker/"&gt;HSJ Ranker&lt;/a&gt;. It's fun. I promise you. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out my new year post for tomorrow! ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-7342236144885213858?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/7342236144885213858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=7342236144885213858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/7342236144885213858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/7342236144885213858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2008/12/2008-eoy-report-part-2.html' title='2008 EOY Report Part 2'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SVtdDWmfzTI/AAAAAAAAAnA/E3sK88O0zU4/s72-c/Yuto_Yuto2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-3611811875718241534</id><published>2008-12-31T23:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T23:00:02.469+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='report'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no_tag_for_this_post'/><title type='text'>2008 EOY Report Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SVtdDWmfzTI/AAAAAAAAAnA/E3sK88O0zU4/s1600-h/Yuto_Yuto2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 95px; height: 95px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SVtdDWmfzTI/AAAAAAAAAnA/E3sK88O0zU4/s200/Yuto_Yuto2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285920899837447474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In about another 1 hour, 2008 will have ended and the year 2009 will start. And I will say goodbye to my 2nd year of JE fandom to enter my 3rd year (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, a report on this year's behaviour will do me good ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;January&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was promoted to a new class. I met new friends. It was kinda hard at the start. Meeting new people was never my forte. But somehow, there are always generously friendly people who help me to get across my old life and start a new one. Thank you, my friends. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;February/March/April/May/June&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was ignorant of how important this year is. I went wild on HSJ and sort of abandoned studies- a little. I felt like I had disappointed many people. I thought I would have done really badly for my mid-year examinations. I did slide behind a few ranks but still managed to occupy the first 20 positions in class. I was really grateful and swore to work hard for the next semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;I got my first HSJ's calender ever in somewhere around April or May. Then I received both Dreams Come True editions from my aunt.  And I received my Tokyo Dome Concert DVD as well. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;I created birthday video tributes to Okamoto Keito and Morimoto Ryutaro on their birthdays in April. I love these two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;July/August&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered school was tiring. And that I kept complaining about Mark's Tuition. But one even worse bomb was dropped- my form teacher Miss See is leaving/quitting as a teacher. I cried silently in my heart when she presented her video tribute to my class. I will always remember her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;National Day bazaar was fun. I remembered I had fun going around selling stuffs like home-made cakes etc. I really enjoyed myself. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;I made 15 birthday icons for Nakajima Yuto and was really proud of them (though they are pretty normal xD). On his birthday, I also swore that I will love Nakajima Yuto forever. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;September&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class schedules were messy. Everyone was going bonkers when it was decided we were going to have English lectures. Now that Miss See had left, our school lacked English teachers. What's worse is that they hired some ignorant English teachers to help out. But it seemed like we students knew better than them. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teachers' Day was boring. I don't like my new teachers. I'm pretty sure a lot of people don't. And sadly a really good Biology teacher left as well. Leaving us students to the hands of some boring old people. -No real offence intended-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;October/November&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End-of-year examinations were coming. My anxiety rose to its maximum. Good thing I have MNSB to calm me down. I did pretty okay for the examinations. And I quit Mark's Tuition. Kicked him in the ass by leaving when he told me indirectly to my ear that my physics is useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;And if I'm not wrong, November was when I started writing something in my livejournal and made friends from all over the world. I really enjoyed fangirling with them. ^^ And thanks to all those awesome people who provided information about HSJ to feed us hungry fans. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Chinen's birthday was celebrated with. Uh. Sorry. I didn't think I did anything for him that day. But I did uploaded the song Wish and shared the lyrics and sang it terribly. Oops. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Nearing the end of October was also the time when I started getting hook onto Hello! Project girls, especially Berryz Koubou (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;FUN. I played hard every single day. I troubled over buying HSJ Concert Goods and everything related to them. I got my own HSJ T-shirt and was really ecstatic. Lorthringen, I think I love you. :D And then it's time to start ordering HSJ 2009-2010 Calender.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;I became really obsessed with Kyomoto Taiga and started hunting everywhere for everything about him. I created a birthday video tribute for the lovely boy and thought so much about him that I wanted to order the Juniors' Calender 2009-2010 just to catch him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now before the new year starts and the fireworks started cracking, I will like to share my HSJ Rankings for the year 2008. Please refer to 2008 EOY Report Part 2. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-3611811875718241534?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/3611811875718241534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=3611811875718241534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/3611811875718241534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/3611811875718241534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2008/12/2008-eoy-report-part-1.html' title='2008 EOY Report Part 1'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SVtdDWmfzTI/AAAAAAAAAnA/E3sK88O0zU4/s72-c/Yuto_Yuto2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-1480421928993039658</id><published>2008-12-30T22:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T22:44:41.030+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no_tag_for_this_post'/><title type='text'>IGNORE THIS POST</title><content type='html'>Okay. I just need some space to sort my thinking out. But don't worry, no bashing or criticism here. I'm really confused and freaked out whenever something like this happens. My mind just went for a swim in the whirlpool and everything looks upside down to me. My hands and feet just go cold and clammy. No, no, no. I'm not possessed. I'm just having one my uh. uh. inferiority complex? Well, everything is complicated for sure. Ma. Ma. Ma. I'm really sorry for my weird ramblings. Uh. Uh. Uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really busy. Life before school starts is really busy. I want to finish everything I want to do before I lose that freedom once school starts. But how do you enjoy well you are thinking about school? Uh. Uh. Uh. I want to XXX. But the thought that I haven't been studying since school closed for the holidays up till school is reopening for the holidays just make me. Uh. Guilty. And the fact that there aren't any constructive comments -rather the opposite- on my works are just. Uh. saddening. Uh. Pushing me to give up. Uh. That's where my inferiority complex starts. Uh. I know I'm weird now, and anyone who cared to read is weird-ed out too. But, uh. I really am at a loss of what to do. I mean, if you don't like it, can't you just ignore it? And uh, not go around bashing uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh. And I'm currently uploading some files but the internet connection kept getting cut. And whenever the files are almost uploaded, internet connection blinked again. And when I thought my video files are going to be fine, I can't play them on the damned windows media player. Maybe someone suggests a better video player? Uh. There I goes again. No one is reading this. No one. No one. No one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I thought I'm going to get the stuffs I want, I back out again. I just can't open my mouth to ask for permission. Yeah, I know I suck. And school is bringing the stress on me my acne worsened. I kept reminding myself to touch those damned books and study just for these few days. I know once I start, I will finish my revision. But uh. I didn't bring myself to touch those damned things and I lose sleep thinking about uh. Stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asdfghhjkl Then I read about someone lying to someone and the someone being lied to is hurt but the someone who lied doesn't seem to know what is going on and me the another someone thought of an incident and I don't feel like doing that anymore because since being lied to sucks and so I don't know whether what I'm doing is it going to be for the good or bad and so yeah I'm sorry I spoke alien language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zxcvbnm My internet connection is working again and 3 files are already uploaded! And just when I was plugging my earphones into my ear to listen to Yuto's voice I became sad again and took the earphones off. That is when I remembered how sucky it is and I became sad again. I should stop. But I don't want to. So should I stop? But then it's fun. And I thought people can be nice. But then maybe it's time to face the harsh reality but then I don't really want but then now that I think about it I don't care what other people thinks. Maybe I should just continue what I enjoy and don't care. Now that I think about it, talking without commas and fullstops is hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qwertyuiop This is getting really long. Maybe I should stop crapping and start to get a grip on myself. Now that I think about it, I realise I haven't touch English for a long time. Maybe that's why I lack writing skills nowadays. Man. I should really stop. Stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, it's just nice to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="http://pics.livejournal.com/aisyateru/pic/00043bkr" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/aisyateru/pic/00043bkr" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Credits: aisyateru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aisyateru, I suddenly want to thank you for all those awesome Yuto gifs you made. They really make&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me happy -a little- when I'm sad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-1480421928993039658?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/1480421928993039658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=1480421928993039658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/1480421928993039658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/1480421928993039658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2008/12/ignore-this-post.html' title='IGNORE THIS POST'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-1128307370336647350</id><published>2008-12-25T14:54:00.025+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T17:05:11.656+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='screenshots'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nakajima_yuto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hey_say_jump'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kyomoto_taiga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shounen_club'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='magazine_scans'/><title type='text'>Meri Kurimasu~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SVMxfW_98WI/AAAAAAAAAjw/EJLMA55_FJM/s1600-h/YutotheSanta.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 96px; height: 111px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SVMxfW_98WI/AAAAAAAAAjw/EJLMA55_FJM/s200/YutotheSanta.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283621202655310178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's Christmas- AGAIN! And this year 2008, let's celebrate it with Hey! Say! JUMP &lt;3    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The perfect Christmas scene&lt;br /&gt;- Nakajima Yuto the Santa Claus&lt;br /&gt;- Nakajima Yuto the Reindeer&lt;br /&gt;- Nakajima Yuto the Snowman  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm biased towards Yuto. Sue me. :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 164px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SVM1F9C7KbI/AAAAAAAAAko/GnXIwi3Vvw0/s200/0901Potato-+JUMP02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283625164238170546" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SVM1Fs1SHTI/AAAAAAAAAkg/BViEYmSf0Oc/s1600-h/0901Potato-+JUMP01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 163px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SVM1Fs1SHTI/AAAAAAAAAkg/BViEYmSf0Oc/s200/0901Potato-+JUMP01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283625159885987122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SVMzrAoReCI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/1eDf8GBOnrk/s1600-h/0901Duet-+JUMP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 159px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SVMzrAoReCI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/1eDf8GBOnrk/s200/0901Duet-+JUMP.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283623601832032290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SVMzqzorQDI/AAAAAAAAAkI/1EEvPp-cQ0s/s1600-h/0801Duet-+XMAS02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 152px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SVMzqEFpY3I/AAAAAAAAAj4/7TNeQMV0FoQ/s200/0712WinkUp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283623585580671858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SVM2fhshN3I/AAAAAAAAAmA/cy-ZBzW7uc8/s1600-h/Yuto-+XMAS04.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 121px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SVM2fhshN3I/AAAAAAAAAmA/cy-ZBzW7uc8/s200/Yuto-+XMAS04.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283626703084664690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SVMzrUq2DNI/AAAAAAAAAkY/WrBMxcULLbQ/s1600-h/0901Duet-+Yamada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 155px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SVMzrUq2DNI/AAAAAAAAAkY/WrBMxcULLbQ/s200/0901Duet-+Yamada.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283623607211527378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SVM2gAGInYI/AAAAAAAAAmI/oJpNFyitHZo/s1600-h/Yuto-+XMAS05.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 182px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SVM2gAGInYI/AAAAAAAAAmI/oJpNFyitHZo/s200/Yuto-+XMAS05.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283626711245168002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SVM4V0Oy9iI/AAAAAAAAAmY/3H2fDPThjbE/s1600-h/Yuto-+XMAS07.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 181px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SVM4V0Oy9iI/AAAAAAAAAmY/3H2fDPThjbE/s200/Yuto-+XMAS07.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283628735284835874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Screenshots from SC Christmas Special 2008. Taiga makes his appearance!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 112px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SVM1kyTShFI/AAAAAAAAAlI/6Fg80UzCOMo/s200/SC+Christmas01.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283625693929964626" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SVM1lG7ZxoI/AAAAAAAAAlg/CqOtejYU9rw/s1600-h/SC+XMAS-+Taiga03.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 113px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SVM1lG7ZxoI/AAAAAAAAAlg/CqOtejYU9rw/s200/SC+XMAS-+Taiga03.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283625699466921602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SVM1lNKcigI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/Rl2uF0CouSk/s1600-h/SC+XMAS-+Taiga01.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SVM1lNKcigI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/Rl2uF0CouSk/s200/SC+XMAS-+Taiga01.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283625701140630018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SVM1lK4vtII/AAAAAAAAAlY/Y6ngWA09U58/s1600-h/SC+XMAS-+Taiga02.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 201px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SVM1lK4vtII/AAAAAAAAAlY/Y6ngWA09U58/s200/SC+XMAS-+Taiga02.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283625700529517698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;To start with, this is not a very chrismassy song. But the whole set up is in perfect sync with Christmas! :DDD Christmas tree. Christmas lightings. Fireworks. I think I miss out Santa. SOMEONE, PLEASE GIVE HEY! SAY! JUMP 10 SANTA HATS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakajima Yuto- The Perfect Santa Claus present...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FNS 2008-12-03 Hey! Say! JUMP- Mayonaka no Shadow Boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="269"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/Mpr-tUIm_y/aus=false/pv=2"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/Mpr-tUIm_y/aus=false/pv=2" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="269"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Having Hey! Say! JUMP singing Christmas carols at your door is not a bad idea to spend your Christmas too. Too bad it's not gonna happen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 129px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SVM4WCh92NI/AAAAAAAAAmg/s0xLGKpRGfM/s200/YutotheReindeer.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283628739123337426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Merry Christmas everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm going to spend my whole Christmas sitting in front of the computer staring at Yuto the Santa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Disclamer: Scans from various sources (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-1128307370336647350?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/1128307370336647350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=1128307370336647350' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/1128307370336647350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/1128307370336647350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2008/12/meri-kurimasu.html' title='Meri Kurimasu~'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SVMxfW_98WI/AAAAAAAAAjw/EJLMA55_FJM/s72-c/YutotheSanta.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-5851790068727105101</id><published>2008-12-10T22:06:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:43:21.659+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hey_say_jump'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>JUMP goes manga</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/ST_UTbQ-zYI/AAAAAAAAAec/JIr6fOB8T54/s1600-h/yutomangacharacter.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 90px; height: 105px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/ST_UTbQ-zYI/AAAAAAAAAec/JIr6fOB8T54/s200/yutomangacharacter.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278170718503095682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/OWNER%7E1.YOU/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-3.jpg" alt="" /&gt;I have been so lazy these days. No updates ever since Taiga's birthday! And ever since Taiga's birthday, there's pretty much things to update on except I'm feeling lazy. Argh. I feel so stressed when I'm blogging. &gt;.&lt; Does this even make sense? *shake head* Whatever. Whatever. Whatever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to normal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have gotten so excited about SOMEONE coming over to my place for a sleepover. But SOMEONE disappointed me. =.=  I have even wanted to buy a futon just for future sleepovers but I guess the idea is kind of stupid now since no one wants to come to my place for a sleepover! *CRIES* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost saw my primary school teachers today. I mean... I DID saw my teachers but they were like walking away from me so I didn't call them or anything. Having not seen them for almost 3 years... Argh. I will just admit I kind of suck at managing conversations. BOO! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Say! JUMP releasing a manga is like pretty old news now. But sue me for liking to bring up old stuffs. I'm not exactly excited by this though. I mean it's manga characters... Plus the fact that I'm never a big fan of mangas anyway. Plus the fact that the manga is in Japanese and unless there's an English version I will never understand the story. Minus the fact that I'm not exactly rich right now to have money to spare. Minus the fact that the characters aren't that appealing to me. Though the idea of JUMP having their own manga is damn cool. WAAAAY MORE COOL than some stupid sleepover. Why do I have to keep mentioning sleepovers?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1+1-1-1=0 Haha. Think I don't know my maths? 0 tells me that the manga is a no-no. Haha. Though I will like to get my hands on Vol. 1 because there's a special message and photo from JUMP. HAHA.  If anyone is interested, &lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/yutonakajimafansclub/blogs/2008/12/10/h6VXiT1E/hey_say_jump_boy_band_gets_its_own_manga_updated"&gt;here's&lt;/a&gt; a detailed post about JUMP Manga. Thanks to Yuto Nakajima Fans Club! (: You can find previews of the manga characters. I find them pretty funny. Check them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man. This post has gotten longer than I thought.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-5851790068727105101?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/5851790068727105101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=5851790068727105101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/5851790068727105101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/5851790068727105101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2008/12/jump-goes-manga.html' title='JUMP goes manga'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/ST_UTbQ-zYI/AAAAAAAAAec/JIr6fOB8T54/s72-c/yutomangacharacter.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-7034563196053195423</id><published>2008-12-03T10:48:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T11:16:49.244+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kyomoto_taiga'/><title type='text'>Taiga's 14th Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/STX0II0gnVI/AAAAAAAAAeU/X15EEvfe_0I/s1600-h/Taiga23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 77px; height: 86px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/STX0II0gnVI/AAAAAAAAAeU/X15EEvfe_0I/s200/Taiga23.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275390959178259794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Guess what? Today is a &lt;u&gt;very&lt;/u&gt; special day, because it's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kyomoto Taiga&lt;/span&gt;'s 14th birthday! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;誕生日おめでとう!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I love this kid? First up, Taiga's awesome! Secondly, Taiga's awesome! Third, Taiga's AWESOME! Now, who can resist such an awesome boy? XD And to celebrate this awesome boy's birthday, I have created a birthday tribute for him. ^^ ALL THE BEST TO YOU, TAIGA! &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have uploaded the video to &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QnNV7rnVvmA"&gt;Youtube&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/-rHHwG/video/1HfGLLsM/kyomoto_taiga_is_14_animation_video/"&gt;Imeem&lt;/a&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The video here is from Imeem because Imeem got a better quality and doesn't act up. &lt;s&gt;Damn Youtube&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="345"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/g9JW3BmWWa/aus=false/pv=2"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/g9JW3BmWWa/aus=false/pv=2" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="345"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY-NESS FOR TAIGA! &lt;333 My birthday message for him is in the video. Argh. I will definitely send Taiga his birthday message for next year even if my Japanese sucks. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-7034563196053195423?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/7034563196053195423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=7034563196053195423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/7034563196053195423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/7034563196053195423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2008/12/taigas-14th-birthday.html' title='Taiga&apos;s 14th Birthday'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/STX0II0gnVI/AAAAAAAAAeU/X15EEvfe_0I/s72-c/Taiga23.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-3946873587747915404</id><published>2008-11-30T00:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T11:16:37.888+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chinen_yuri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Chinen's 15th Birthday</title><content type='html'>30th November 1993&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;お誕生日おめでとう知念くん!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday, Chinen!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinen Yuri is the cutest name I have ever heard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinen Yuuri is the cutest 15-year-old kid I have ever seen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here, I wish Chinen a very HAPPY 15th BIRTHDAY! ^-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/H8vdxCyUjrc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/H8vdxCyUjrc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Video by &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/AlexYuri1556"&gt;AlexYuri1556&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To celebrate his 15th birthday, I have put up this song which you are listening to right now. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is lame and probably insincere xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, Chinen has AWESOME vocals!!! GO! CHINEN! GO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/A934E78lFM"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/A934E78lFM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wish by Chinen Yuri (Hey! Say! JUMP)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mou﻿ nani mo shinji naito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsuyogaru no wa yasashisa ga hoshii kara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hontou wa motto sunao ni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kono kimochi wo tsutaetai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hitogomi no naka de hohoemu koto sae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dekinai mama oozora wo miageteita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish kizuzuite mo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsubasa hirogete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tobidatsu tori no you ni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish jibun rashii sora wa mezasu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuuki wo kudasai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Lyrics provided by &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/88manami88"&gt;88manami88&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been wanting to learn this song like since forever but didn't get to it. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SING EVERYONE! SING FOR CHINEN YURI! XDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-3946873587747915404?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/3946873587747915404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=3946873587747915404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/3946873587747915404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/3946873587747915404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2008/11/chinens-15th-birthday.html' title='Chinen&apos;s 15th Birthday'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-6455121740856428222</id><published>2008-11-11T22:23:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T11:19:41.268+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kyomoto_taiga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shounen_club'/><title type='text'>TAIGA! *Flails*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SRmXYa0doEI/AAAAAAAAAbU/xmxcHCPdfcQ/s1600-h/Taigaicon01.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 90px; height: 90px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SRmXYa0doEI/AAAAAAAAAbU/xmxcHCPdfcQ/s200/Taigaicon01.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267407684958527554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Kyomoto Taiga! I LOVE  YOU! *runs away for cheating on Yuto* Thanks so much to Kamichan for the awesome video he had provided on Taiga's and Uekusa's version of Kiss Kaerimichi no Love Song! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="269"&gt;&lt;param value="http://media.imeem.com/v/KvVzoLWGt_/aus=false/pv=2" name="movie"&gt;&lt;param value="true" name="allowFullScreen"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/KvVzoLWGt_/aus=false/pv=2" allowfullscreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="269"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;SC 2008-11-09 Kiss Kaerimichi no Love Song&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Those little juniors in white look like wandering souls. LOL Remember to take note of Taiga's dance. :D He's very graceful. Like a swan. ^^ And cute too. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Warning: Picspam! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;After his performance on A Ha Ha, I never imagine that his voice would actually be this deep. :P Nevertheless, awesome vocals TAIGA! *Flails* Look at him, he's such a sweet pie. I feel like using she everytime I typed he though. XD His voice has proven to me he's really a man. XD What talking me?! *Slaps myself* But you can't blame it on someone who got bitten by a love bug. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*CUTE* &lt;3&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SRmZnfDJYLI/AAAAAAAAAbc/0wvwYvJe8_8/s1600-h/Taiga2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 135px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SRmZnfDJYLI/AAAAAAAAAbc/0wvwYvJe8_8/s200/Taiga2.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267410142815150258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*WOOHOO*&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SRmaHzRpslI/AAAAAAAAAcE/5Pmwz9CGyok/s1600-h/Taiga10.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SRmaHzRpslI/AAAAAAAAAcE/5Pmwz9CGyok/s200/Taiga10.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267410698000511570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*I CAN'T HEAR YOU! ONE MORE TIME PLEASE!* :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SRmZqFtbFTI/AAAAAAAAAb8/aNnEqWRoniA/s1600-h/Taiga7.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SRmZqFtbFTI/AAAAAAAAAb8/aNnEqWRoniA/s200/Taiga7.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267410187552757042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*lalalas...*&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SRmZpVDKjaI/AAAAAAAAAb0/a4uKd4bgIQw/s1600-h/Taiga6.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SRmZpVDKjaI/AAAAAAAAAb0/a4uKd4bgIQw/s200/Taiga6.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267410174490611106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*He's looking at me! ZOMG*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SRmZolHMmmI/AAAAAAAAAbs/Fp2r_B4UR-U/s1600-h/Taiga5.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SRmZolHMmmI/AAAAAAAAAbs/Fp2r_B4UR-U/s200/Taiga5.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267410161622620770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*Heart Attack*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SRmZn6vpypI/AAAAAAAAAbk/jKukRNz8M-c/s1600-h/Taiga4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SRmZn6vpypI/AAAAAAAAAbk/jKukRNz8M-c/s200/Taiga4.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267410150249581202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*DIES*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SRmaIWiXUYI/AAAAAAAAAck/O56Spv5VZOA/s1600-h/Taiga17.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SRmaIWiXUYI/AAAAAAAAAck/O56Spv5VZOA/s200/Taiga17.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267410707465851266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*DIES*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SRmaID2ZIQI/AAAAAAAAAcc/8IOIKvWsdFU/s1600-h/Taiga16.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SRmaID2ZIQI/AAAAAAAAAcc/8IOIKvWsdFU/s200/Taiga16.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267410702449582338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*DIES*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SRmaIKfRReI/AAAAAAAAAcU/x_gUwOoMfxY/s1600-h/Taiga15.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 131px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SRmaIKfRReI/AAAAAAAAAcU/x_gUwOoMfxY/s200/Taiga15.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267410704231646690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*DIES*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SRmaH9mXAtI/AAAAAAAAAcM/etyY-cJ5ACA/s1600-h/Taiga14.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 132px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SRmaH9mXAtI/AAAAAAAAAcM/etyY-cJ5ACA/s200/Taiga14.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267410700771721938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just look at this picture. What a lovely couple. *KISSES* *LOVES*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SRmaksFMhoI/AAAAAAAAAcs/A4qMTofE-sA/s1600-h/Taiga_Uekusa1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 135px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SRmaksFMhoI/AAAAAAAAAcs/A4qMTofE-sA/s200/Taiga_Uekusa1.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267411194285426306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*Uekusa: I'm Taiga's lover. KISS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SRmak63J9iI/AAAAAAAAAc0/cGY3jJnE4eE/s1600-h/Taiga_Uekusa3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 135px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SRmak63J9iI/AAAAAAAAAc0/cGY3jJnE4eE/s200/Taiga_Uekusa3.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267411198253069858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*Taiga: I'm embarrassed! BLUSH*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SRmakws0cEI/AAAAAAAAAc8/U2WuLaZML4c/s1600-h/Taiga_Uekusa8.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SRmakws0cEI/AAAAAAAAAc8/U2WuLaZML4c/s200/Taiga_Uekusa8.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267411195525361730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Taiga is jealous! Massu! Please keep your dirty hand away from dear Uekusa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SRmalMbpnJI/AAAAAAAAAdM/Ju8gVLEI7Ag/s1600-h/Taiga_Uekusa11.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 132px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SRmalMbpnJI/AAAAAAAAAdM/Ju8gVLEI7Ag/s200/Taiga_Uekusa11.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267411202969541778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uekusa's turn to get jealous! Tegoshi, your hand please. x) Man. Tegomasu certainly has no idea what hot soup they are getting themselves into. :P Just look at the next picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SRma9y7DU0I/AAAAAAAAAdc/XmwZVJAPsaI/s1600-h/Taiga_Uekusa14.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SRma9y7DU0I/AAAAAAAAAdc/XmwZVJAPsaI/s200/Taiga_Uekusa14.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267411625618658114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uekusa: Tegoshi, I'm killing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SRmalFJIDQI/AAAAAAAAAdE/XGrRRK3KcKY/s1600-h/Taiga_Uekusa9.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SRmalFJIDQI/AAAAAAAAAdE/XGrRRK3KcKY/s200/Taiga_Uekusa9.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267411201012796674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I hate Massu for being the third party. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SRmbQTr9dzI/AAAAAAAAAd8/SMRt4YFGVfE/s1600-h/Uekusa12.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SRmbQTr9dzI/AAAAAAAAAd8/SMRt4YFGVfE/s200/Uekusa12.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267411943651374898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uekusa looks like Yamada?! JUST JOKING LMAO XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SRma-Mrd6zI/AAAAAAAAAd0/lzW_Td55WGk/s1600-h/Uekusa8.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SRma-Mrd6zI/AAAAAAAAAd0/lzW_Td55WGk/s200/Uekusa8.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267411632532613938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*LALALAS*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SRma-NfV-yI/AAAAAAAAAds/PvJvHVLnYyE/s1600-h/Taiga_Uekusa16.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SRma-NfV-yI/AAAAAAAAAds/PvJvHVLnYyE/s200/Taiga_Uekusa16.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267411632750197538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*SING IN HARMONY :D*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SRma92iVKLI/AAAAAAAAAdk/shAS5_1YqPw/s1600-h/Taiga_Uekusa15.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 132px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SRma92iVKLI/AAAAAAAAAdk/shAS5_1YqPw/s200/Taiga_Uekusa15.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267411626588711090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*TAIGAAA!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SRma9h10skI/AAAAAAAAAdU/DtC4YBsBo6U/s1600-h/Taiga_Uekusa13.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 132px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SRma9h10skI/AAAAAAAAAdU/DtC4YBsBo6U/s200/Taiga_Uekusa13.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267411621033325122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And I end off with a banner. SUPPORT UE-GA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SRmbQRXVmVI/AAAAAAAAAeE/jyeTOWC3aW8/s1600-h/Taiga_Uekusabanner.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 311px; height: 168px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SRmbQRXVmVI/AAAAAAAAAeE/jyeTOWC3aW8/s200/Taiga_Uekusabanner.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267411943028005202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And I died &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;four&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; times.&lt;br /&gt;And please pardon me for my craziness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Taiga Taiga Taiga Taiga Taiga Taiga Taiga Taiga Taiga Taiga*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he's only a fourteen-year-old kid. I don't want to admit being a pedo! *slaps slaps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD&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/9160150902503767097-6455121740856428222?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/6455121740856428222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=6455121740856428222' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/6455121740856428222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/6455121740856428222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2008/11/taiga-flails.html' title='TAIGA! *Flails*'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SRmXYa0doEI/AAAAAAAAAbU/xmxcHCPdfcQ/s72-c/Taigaicon01.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-8572665016799530463</id><published>2008-10-27T20:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T00:53:06.358+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no_tag_for_this_post'/><title type='text'>Back to School?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SQW3MtM1lmI/AAAAAAAAAbM/_tGGrQ0eENA/s1600-h/Daikisigh.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 102px; height: 93px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SQW3MtM1lmI/AAAAAAAAAbM/_tGGrQ0eENA/s200/Daikisigh.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261813168572044898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh no. After a few days of rest, now it's back to school for me again tomorrow. :( I have been rushing my Chinese assignment the whole day and have yet to complete it. T^T Because of stinky Chinese homework, I have to postpone any changes to my blog to a later date. T_T I have to get back to my 私涵 soon. NOOOOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My right eyelid has been twitching for the whole day as well! I suppose it's to remind me that I still have to finish my homework. =.= Stupid eyelid. No HSJ news for today. BUSY BUSY BUSY. Buzz. Buzz. I'm a busy bee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, I'm still waiting for my copy of Mayonaka no Shadow Boy single to arrive. Why is it so slow? =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;BOO! Byebye. I can't wait for school and O Level Chinese to end two weeks later!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;P.S. Stay tuned to my blog because I'm changing the skin! ^^ Sooner or later anyway. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can't stant my eyelid twitching anymore! I pinching it right now. BOO!&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/9160150902503767097-8572665016799530463?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/8572665016799530463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=8572665016799530463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/8572665016799530463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/8572665016799530463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2008/10/back-to-school.html' title='Back to School?!'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SQW3MtM1lmI/AAAAAAAAAbM/_tGGrQ0eENA/s72-c/Daikisigh.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-7177142942497929404</id><published>2008-10-26T18:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T00:54:09.508+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='screenshots'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='koike_teppei'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eiji_wentz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WaT'/><title type='text'>Teppei and Wentz an item?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's been quite some time since I checked on WaT. Been busy with examinations and HSJ over the past few months that's why. xD Then, just now while waiting for Scrap Teacher Episode 2 to load, I went on a random browsing of WaT videos. To my horror, I found this video. It's seemed to be from quite some time ago, from what I can see from their hairstyle. Click on the play button to see Wentz confessing his love for Teppei and Teppei being really very embarrassed throughout the conversation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object style="font-family: arial;" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cSCwB7Tb5cA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cSCwB7Tb5cA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now no doubt I admit that Wentz. Is. Really. Gay. Poor Teppei. xDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Another horror. I will get a heart attack if something like this happens again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;Wentz got to kiss a &lt;s&gt;boy&lt;/s&gt; man!&lt;br /&gt;Lucky him &lt;s&gt;seeing he's all over ahem, men now LMAO JUST KIDDING&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SQRHUBKra2I/AAAAAAAAAa8/W-JZnHvt6Jk/s1600-h/wentzkissedahe.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 187px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SQRHUBKra2I/AAAAAAAAAa8/W-JZnHvt6Jk/s200/wentzkissedahe.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261408673911761762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Poor Teppei again. He had to kiss this ugly girl. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SQRHTkBqA9I/AAAAAAAAAa0/jhdKboTb2ns/s1600-h/teppeikissedanuglygirl.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 194px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SQRHTkBqA9I/AAAAAAAAAa0/jhdKboTb2ns/s200/teppeikissedanuglygirl.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261408666089292754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this is how ugly the girl looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SQRHUXwII-I/AAAAAAAAAbE/p_aBpWi4A3Q/s1600-h/eeww.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 147px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SQRHUXwII-I/AAAAAAAAAbE/p_aBpWi4A3Q/s200/eeww.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261408679974413282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lPTt0PTu2tc"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for the video.&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/9160150902503767097-7177142942497929404?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/7177142942497929404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=7177142942497929404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/7177142942497929404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/7177142942497929404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2008/10/teppei-and-wentz-item.html' title='Teppei and Wentz an item?!'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SQRHUBKra2I/AAAAAAAAAa8/W-JZnHvt6Jk/s72-c/wentzkissedahe.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-8862861647488882542</id><published>2008-10-24T21:07:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T00:58:11.526+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='download_video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dramas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='morimoto_shintaro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inoo_kei'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='downloads'/><title type='text'>She's INOO?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SQHCK2xV6lI/AAAAAAAAAak/-qt3rcB-kjs/s1600-h/holycrap.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 85px; height: 84px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SQHCK2xV6lI/AAAAAAAAAak/-qt3rcB-kjs/s200/holycrap.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260699331502402130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HOLY CRAP! This girl looks horribly like Kei Inoo from Hey! Say! JUMP from this angle! =O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, I couldn't believe it. I had been waiting for Battery English Subtitles ever since like forever but only managed to find Episode One on d-addicts. Never do I use the sense to check out C.H.O.L.E. Project. They had uploaded the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://community.livejournal.com/chloeproject2/755.html#cutid1"&gt;download links&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; for all the episodes which they had subbed. How stupid can I get? =.= But now that I had downloaded Episode Two, I have trouble trying to open the avi file. Something to do with wrong codecs. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Daddy's coming. Got to stop here and shut the computer before he blast me off to MARS. AWW. I wanted to watch HSJ's videos. =&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/p8uHtVuhIqg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/p8uHtVuhIqg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-8862861647488882542?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/8862861647488882542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=8862861647488882542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/8862861647488882542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/8862861647488882542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2008/10/shes-inoo.html' title='She&apos;s INOO?!'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SQHCK2xV6lI/AAAAAAAAAak/-qt3rcB-kjs/s72-c/holycrap.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-8024548012514792451</id><published>2008-10-24T19:46:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T21:12:14.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hana Kimi Special (Japan)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SQHCGT5JpXI/AAAAAAAAAac/XsREnECX7Bc/s1600-h/mizuki.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 121px; height: 153px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SQHCGT5JpXI/AAAAAAAAAac/XsREnECX7Bc/s200/mizuki.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260699253420434802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;AHHHH! I couldn't wait any longer. My heart is beating with so much excitement and impatience I finally watched Hana Kimi Special (Japan) with Chinese subtitles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Title: 花ざかりの君たちへ  (Hanazakari no Kimitachi e)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Release Date: 12th October 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Genre: High School Romance; Comedy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Main Cast: Horikita Maki (Mizuki); Oguri Shun (Sano); Ikuta Toma (Nakatsu);&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.tudou.com/programs/view/QYRlti7A0pc/"&gt;Hana Kimi Special (Japan) Chinese Subtitles Part One&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.tudou.com/programs/view/9CdXqhfffFs/"&gt;Hana Kimi Special (Japan) Chinese Subtitles Part Two&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.tudou.com/programs/view/7dOVKYebloI/"&gt;Hana Kimi Special (Japan) Chinese Subtitles Part Three&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.tudou.com/programs/view/cMzXK3w91LE/"&gt;Hana Kimi Special (Japan) Chinese Subtitles Part Four&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.tudou.com/programs/view/zlVS-iT0Hig/"&gt;Hana Kimi Special (Japan) Chinese Subtitles Part Five&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Let me give you a brief summary. But first, let me admit that actually, I was kind of confused when I started watching Part One. LOL But hope I get this clear now. This special takes place after the series ended. The special started off with some recollections from the previous episodes, during a Valentine Competition (something like that). Sano managed to stop Mizuki from leaving. Mizuki and the others had their fun. And the special ended off with the dorm leaders (who were seniors) graduation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SQHGnQwHsAI/AAAAAAAAAas/oQLDqpIE964/s1600-h/hanakimisp01.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 116px; height: 75px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SQHGnQwHsAI/AAAAAAAAAas/oQLDqpIE964/s200/hanakimisp01.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260704217559445506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Special Highlight: Minami, the girl who acted in Yukan Club as Yuri, cast in this special as well as Juliet! She's perfect for being Mizuki's American friend but seriously, the golden hair could look more real that it actually is, isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Now for my opinions. Only when you have watched the series then should you start to watch this special. I have a feeling you will get lost if you didn't. LOL This special is actually not that special. The kids had some fun fooling around as usual- which made this special as stupid and as hilarious as it could be. So, only watch it if you are interested. In fact, the series itself is obviously better than this special. Some spoilers: See Mizuki got thrown into the pool (with her clothes on); Nakao kissing Nanba Senpai; Sano confessing his love for Mizuki. So there, now that I'm done with the comments, off you go to enjoy the drama!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;P.S. These Chinese Subtitles is not that difficult to understand except for some trouble trying to catch the words. The subtitles sometimes zoom! And was gone before I finished reading. LMAO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;P.S.S. I suppose anyone who wanted English Subtitles can visit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.sars-fansubs.com/"&gt;SARS Fansubs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;. Heard that they will be releasing the english subs hopefully. So try your luck there! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-8024548012514792451?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/8024548012514792451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=8024548012514792451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/8024548012514792451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/8024548012514792451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2008/10/hana-kimi-special-japan.html' title='Hana Kimi Special (Japan)'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SQHCGT5JpXI/AAAAAAAAAac/XsREnECX7Bc/s72-c/mizuki.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-917634165442066417</id><published>2008-10-22T21:25:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T22:09:28.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cultural Exchange with Japan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SP8tCGI9VkI/AAAAAAAAAaM/A3B5hEz9U4k/s1600-h/yutoryuyabu.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 111px; height: 111px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SP8tCGI9VkI/AAAAAAAAAaM/A3B5hEz9U4k/s200/yutoryuyabu.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259972403823203906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Today is the release of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;Mayonaka no Shadow Boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Single! I have been waiting! Plus, their preorder sales on Oricon chart is looking great! Click &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.oricon.co.jp/rank/js/d/"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;for more details.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Besides this wonderful news, I was also extremely pissed off today as well. For the first time ever, our school had their first cultural exchange with Japan! Japan! Japan! Some 106 students from a Japanese high school came over and the Secondary Two classes are in charge of welcoming them. Based on what Echii had told me, each student is in charge of one Japanese kid. Lucky kid. I mean our Secondary Two students, not the Japanese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And, UNLUCKY me don't even have the chance to see those Japanese students because I'm out of the damned school the whole bloody day! WTH?! Sorry for all those swearwords... but seriously! My change of seeing Japanese people is blown. Poof! Gone. For. Ever. Or maybe not. One day I might go to Japan. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Japanese people are really wonderful. I mean people from this century (Don't start on me the whole Japanese Occupation thing which is like so historic and I don't care). They have their etiqutte and are always so respectful. Plus, the guys are pretty or the girls handsome. I mean the guys are handsome and the girls pretty. AWW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The reason why I'm out of school the whole day is because of this Physics and Engineering Challenge or whatever. What makes the whole day even worse is that the challenge is boring. At least the two games we played are not that interesting. Maybe the Leprechaun game is not bad... It requires you to make an air canon out of pipes and balloon membranes. Overall, our school managed to get the 3rd position, but WTF?! Our group lost the very first Leprechaun game &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s style="font-family: arial;"&gt;with honour&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;. LMAO From 8am to 4pm, the most enjoyable thing is lunch. ROFL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Missing the cultural exchange for some physics challenge is really unfortunate. Look at Yabu. He's pointing his finger and laughing at me! T^T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-917634165442066417?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/917634165442066417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=917634165442066417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/917634165442066417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/917634165442066417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2008/10/cultural-exchange-with-japan.html' title='Cultural Exchange with Japan'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SP8tCGI9VkI/AAAAAAAAAaM/A3B5hEz9U4k/s72-c/yutoryuyabu.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-3561141997108724661</id><published>2008-10-21T18:49:00.021+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T19:30:06.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tensai! Shimura Doubutsuen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SP238_IALvI/AAAAAAAAAY0/V-3NnUPXJkY/s1600-h/scrapteachercast.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 147px; height: 110px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SP238_IALvI/AAAAAAAAAY0/V-3NnUPXJkY/s200/scrapteachercast.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259562198203641586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;Today's Video Recommendation!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We have the main cast for Scrap Teacher on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Tensai! Shimura Doubutsuen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Wait. Don't run away yet. You might be thinking, oh no, it's another video that doesn't make any sense to me. Don't worry if you don't understand Japanese, for this video only need your eyes and some humour. Now, click the links to start watching!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Watch on youtube:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AfWxMTMKZpM"&gt;Tensai! Shimura Doubutsuen (Scrap Teacher Cast) Part One&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n-zkQ4ZPChw"&gt;Tensai! Shimura Doubutsuen (Scrap Teacher Cast) Part Two&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Click &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.heysayheisei.com/?p=1941"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; to watch one with higher quality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;Need spoilers to get you started?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SP26bTses7I/AAAAAAAAAZk/0Y2zKPdxyp0/s1600-h/nankore.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SP26bTses7I/AAAAAAAAAZk/0Y2zKPdxyp0/s200/nankore.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259564918144676786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here you go:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;Cutest little piggy you have ever seen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SP26bU1LvfI/AAAAAAAAAZs/DhSkV7kDEqA/s1600-h/pigyou.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SP26bU1LvfI/AAAAAAAAAZs/DhSkV7kDEqA/s200/pigyou.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259564918449618418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What's a sloth doing on the show?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SP26bnWPmAI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/dobd4ScR5L0/s1600-h/slothysloth.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SP26bnWPmAI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/dobd4ScR5L0/s200/slothysloth.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259564923420121090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh my. It's a bulldog! A very handsome one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SP26DYWS_gI/AAAAAAAAAY8/q0-3li5FLx0/s1600-h/bullldog.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SP26DYWS_gI/AAAAAAAAAY8/q0-3li5FLx0/s200/bullldog.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259564507076951554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cute girl alert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*She got the cutest girlish giggle I have ever heard*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SP26EE53BQI/AAAAAAAAAZU/RxzVO6cGuk4/s1600-h/cutegirlalert.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SP26EE53BQI/AAAAAAAAAZU/RxzVO6cGuk4/s200/cutegirlalert.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259564519037273346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Need some more spoilers?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;Lucky kitty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SP26D-yprfI/AAAAAAAAAZE/wKeOA4PWmRY/s1600-h/catmeow.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SP26D-yprfI/AAAAAAAAAZE/wKeOA4PWmRY/s200/catmeow.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259564517396426226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Catch our dear Yamada fiddling with the slothy sloth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SP26bjiBrCI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/8_UBG_mranE/s1600-h/sloth.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SP26bjiBrCI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/8_UBG_mranE/s200/sloth.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259564922395798562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;@.@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SP26D2TPKII/AAAAAAAAAZM/-B_MI0IinkA/s1600-h/chickenduck.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SP26D2TPKII/AAAAAAAAAZM/-B_MI0IinkA/s200/chickenduck.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259564515117181058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What would you do if a dog kisses you a dozen times without giving any warning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SP26bxk9gBI/AAAAAAAAAaE/lv5njFgDr1I/s1600-h/whatifadogkissyou.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SP26bxk9gBI/AAAAAAAAAaE/lv5njFgDr1I/s200/whatifadogkissyou.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259564926166204434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What would you do trapped in a room with an emu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SP26EPspUTI/AAAAAAAAAZc/J9PBlUqR1Sc/s1600-h/emu.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SP26EPspUTI/AAAAAAAAAZc/J9PBlUqR1Sc/s200/emu.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259564521934639410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Answer: RUNS AWAY like what our dear Daiki did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;*Daiki is such a gentleman. (Watch to see what I mean)&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/9160150902503767097-3561141997108724661?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/3561141997108724661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=3561141997108724661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/3561141997108724661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/3561141997108724661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2008/10/tensai-shimura-doubutsuen.html' title='Tensai! Shimura Doubutsuen'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SP238_IALvI/AAAAAAAAAY0/V-3NnUPXJkY/s72-c/scrapteachercast.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-8108876317842217932</id><published>2008-10-21T17:24:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T18:03:37.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scrap Teacher Episode 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hey! So Scrap Teacher Episode 2 is out now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.tudou.com/programs/view/F3nxm1Ue8w0/"&gt;Scrap Teacher Episode 2 Chinese Subbed Part 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.tudou.com/programs/view/FJYcUaKZ19I/"&gt;Scrap Teacher Episode 2 Chinese Subbed Part 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I really don't know whether I should try watching these Chinese subs. I really can't wait! Aww. Someone uploaded clips from episode 2. It's really awesome! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Want to see Daiki cooking? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(minus the fact that there's a dozen girls surrounding him with hearts popping out)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Or want to see Yamada singing in a choir? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(and get really embarrassed)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Click &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tF6Im7wvog0"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Or maybe you like to see Chinen gardening? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(and talking to the plants)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Click &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uEHsXJJB4SM"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Or maybe, maybe you will like to see 3 hot guys fighting? (and getting themselves killed. JUST KIDDING) Click&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vH1Cr3VtRuw"&gt; here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;. *hearts*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Screenshots (Episode 2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;Starring Nakajima Yuto (Awesome soccer player!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SP2k6s02KQI/AAAAAAAAAYk/3x3__muHgGg/s1600-h/yuto02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SP2k6s02KQI/AAAAAAAAAYk/3x3__muHgGg/s200/yuto02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259541268210788610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chinen Yuri (Awesome gardener!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SP2kyN4wi_I/AAAAAAAAAX0/YqVqvZWZ8Dg/s1600-h/chinen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SP2kyN4wi_I/AAAAAAAAAX0/YqVqvZWZ8Dg/s200/chinen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259541122466745330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yamada Ryosuke (Kendo Master!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SP2k6t-RdXI/AAAAAAAAAYc/QL6QNvsWFEQ/s1600-h/yamada02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SP2k6t-RdXI/AAAAAAAAAYc/QL6QNvsWFEQ/s200/yamada02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259541268518761842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Arioka Daiki (1st from the right!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SP2nfgDA5WI/AAAAAAAAAYs/7vvnAhAbWvI/s1600-h/scrapcher02.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 143px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SP2nfgDA5WI/AAAAAAAAAYs/7vvnAhAbWvI/s200/scrapcher02.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259544099458966882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Disclaimer: 1st-3rd Screenshots from baidu.com/ 4th Screenshot from youtube.com&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;APPEALING FOR HELP: When Scrap Teacher English subbed is out, please kindly inform me! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-8108876317842217932?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/8108876317842217932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=8108876317842217932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/8108876317842217932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/8108876317842217932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2008/10/scrap-teacher-episode-2.html' title='Scrap Teacher Episode 2'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SP2k6s02KQI/AAAAAAAAAYk/3x3__muHgGg/s72-c/yuto02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-4346027845970620945</id><published>2008-10-20T20:43:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T17:50:00.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unforeseen Circumstances</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SP2WAZ_PSsI/AAAAAAAAAXs/JP_f2qalX0M/s1600-h/scrapteacher.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 95px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SP2WAZ_PSsI/AAAAAAAAAXs/JP_f2qalX0M/s200/scrapteacher.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259524873558903490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This should have been posted yesterday. But due to some unforeseen circumstances... Here it is today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I haven't mentioned but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.blogger.com/littlix.com"&gt;Littlix&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; has been down for quite some time and I'm so worried. I have been checking and refreshing the page everyday but... It's as though the whole community disappeared. CRIES! :`( I was hoping for some news from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://medetaiakaru.livejournal.com/"&gt;Akaru&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. Anything to assure me, us littlixers, that Littlix will be well and about soon. But apparently his livejournal is dead as well. :`( Hopefully, something will be done about it soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, Scrap Teacher Episode One Chinese Subbed is out. But I dare say you should go and watch it if only your Japanese or Chinese is really really good. I have a headache trying to figure out the Chinese subtitles. Screw my lousy Chinese. BOO! Argh. That means I, anyone wanting to watch AND understand Scrap Teacher, will have to wait for the english subs to come out, which is like waiting for eternity. C.H.O.L.E. Project is the one subbing it. Good luck to them. Episode two was out last Saturday (2 days ago). Aww. I can't wait!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.tudou.com/programs/view/pz3I611GW0U/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scrap Teacher Episode One (Chinese Subbed) Part One&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.tudou.com/programs/view/DOJvtX80wrg/"&gt;Scrap Teacher Episode One (Chinese Subbed) Part Two&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.tudou.com/programs/view/CG83xLBBI0w/"&gt;Scrap Teacher Episode One (Chinese Subbed) Part Three&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Screenshots (Episode 1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Starring Nakajima Yuto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SP2kzEQ__dI/AAAAAAAAAYM/tUpbteP6WyE/s1600-h/yuto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SP2kzEQ__dI/AAAAAAAAAYM/tUpbteP6WyE/s200/yuto.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259541137063935442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chinen Yuri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SP2kzZu7KLI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gYKyh11k60E/s1600-h/chinen02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SP2kzZu7KLI/AAAAAAAAAYU/gYKyh11k60E/s200/chinen02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259541142826592434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yamada Ryosuke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SP2ky2E9kRI/AAAAAAAAAYE/Ke_BLTfTwjs/s1600-h/yamada01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SP2ky2E9kRI/AAAAAAAAAYE/Ke_BLTfTwjs/s200/yamada01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259541133255348498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Arioka Daiki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SP2kySt0x0I/AAAAAAAAAX8/Ub4wCZpQb8Q/s1600-h/daiki01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SP2kySt0x0I/AAAAAAAAAX8/Ub4wCZpQb8Q/s200/daiki01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259541123763062594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;News for Mayonaka no Shadow Boy. Apparently, our dear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://happytown.mysinamail.com/main.html"&gt;HappyTown&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; did it again! MP3 for the 3 songs on the single is out plus a little preview of the making of can be found &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DIvN9K6IRS8"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. I haven't listen to the songs yet but I heard it's awesome. :D Waiting for my own single to arrive before I listen. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Seriously, JUMP and especially Yuto, in uniforms is soooo Hot. Just click at the thumbnail for a large picture of 4 hot guys. The uniforms= &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lalalas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Disclaimer: Screenshots of Scrap Teacher from baidu.com&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&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/9160150902503767097-4346027845970620945?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/4346027845970620945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=4346027845970620945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/4346027845970620945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/4346027845970620945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2008/10/unforeseen-circumstances.html' title='Unforeseen Circumstances'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SP2WAZ_PSsI/AAAAAAAAAXs/JP_f2qalX0M/s72-c/scrapteacher.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-8195087090655942136</id><published>2008-10-19T15:33:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T17:51:58.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DJ-ing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SPrmOBwOUfI/AAAAAAAAAV8/DKqPfH9AoFo/s1600-h/littledj.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 153px; height: 109px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SPrmOBwOUfI/AAAAAAAAAV8/DKqPfH9AoFo/s200/littledj.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258768643571732978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello everyone! A little movie recommendation today. I have been trying to find this movie for a very loooong time. Now that it's up and I finally found it, I want to share this with you. Everyone welcome &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Kamiki Ryunosuke&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Little DJ～Chiisana Koi no Monogatari!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Title: Little DJ～小さな恋の物語&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Release Date: 15 December 2007 (Japan)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Genre: Romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cast: Kamiki Ryunosuke (Tarou); Fukuda Mayuko (Young Tamaki)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little information about the story. 12-year-old Taro was warded into the hospital. Down with leukemia, he started his little DJ broadcasting in the hospital, which brought joy to the residents there. During his stay, Taro met this girl, Tamaki, who was one year older than him. Love sparked off between the two. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And then one day, he decided to elope with Tamaki. Just kidding.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Watch this movie to experience yourself the tale of a little love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spoiler: A tragic ending. Prepare 2 boxes of tissues. You will need it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Some screenshots :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;Presenting Tarou;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SPr30KB37kI/AAAAAAAAAXU/OgVZJduL9zk/s1600-h/tarou.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SPr30KB37kI/AAAAAAAAAXU/OgVZJduL9zk/s200/tarou.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258787990325947970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tamaki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SPr3k5VVXUI/AAAAAAAAAXM/e-QhneuCmFo/s1600-h/tamaki.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SPr3k5VVXUI/AAAAAAAAAXM/e-QhneuCmFo/s200/tamaki.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258787728146128194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's a rainy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SPr3kq-eTqI/AAAAAAAAAW0/uOAw_FBbOi4/s1600-h/raining.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SPr3kq-eTqI/AAAAAAAAAW0/uOAw_FBbOi4/s200/raining.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258787724292148898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A little secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SPr3kraarOI/AAAAAAAAAW8/q4zBQLvkE3w/s1600-h/secrets.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SPr3kraarOI/AAAAAAAAAW8/q4zBQLvkE3w/s200/secrets.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258787724409351394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A little date to the cinema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SPr3CRHyJuI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Pixlmkjd4MA/s1600-h/movies.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SPr3CRHyJuI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Pixlmkjd4MA/s200/movies.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258787133236324066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Plus a little conspiracy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SPr3CEMGLuI/AAAAAAAAAWM/zuyqZ5C5RKs/s1600-h/elope.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SPr3CEMGLuI/AAAAAAAAAWM/zuyqZ5C5RKs/s200/elope.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258787129764753122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Romantic night out in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SPr3CIfMU4I/AAAAAAAAAWU/pJntFkFRnYw/s1600-h/intherain.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SPr3CIfMU4I/AAAAAAAAAWU/pJntFkFRnYw/s200/intherain.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258787130918589314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Naughty Tamaki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SPr3kaDofoI/AAAAAAAAAWs/3qZ9e6QIfcg/s1600-h/naughtymayuko.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SPr3kaDofoI/AAAAAAAAAWs/3qZ9e6QIfcg/s200/naughtymayuko.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258787719750385282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SPr3ky7gBSI/AAAAAAAAAXE/q3d7szHZOws/s1600-h/sick.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SPr3ky7gBSI/AAAAAAAAAXE/q3d7szHZOws/s200/sick.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258787726427161890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hope?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SPr3CbsrR3I/AAAAAAAAAWc/dDxaaZor_yw/s1600-h/marble.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SPr3CbsrR3I/AAAAAAAAAWc/dDxaaZor_yw/s200/marble.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258787136075417458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SPr3CDuYk1I/AAAAAAAAAWE/sZAJF0GWNoY/s1600-h/cry.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SPr3CDuYk1I/AAAAAAAAAWE/sZAJF0GWNoY/s200/cry.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258787129640129362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The DJ-ing parts are really nice. Kamiki stole the limelight but Mayuko was still visible... This is a really heartwarming story. I love it. 4/5 stars. But then Mayuko grinned stupidly way toooo much times. And damned that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Okasan&lt;/span&gt; for slapping our dear Mayuko. &lt;a href="http://www.crunchyroll.com/library/Little_DJ_-_Movie"&gt;Watch&lt;/a&gt; the movie to find out more! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dork&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SPr_zepiltI/AAAAAAAAAXk/Q4A5F2e-1Co/s1600-h/kamikidork.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SPr_zepiltI/AAAAAAAAAXk/Q4A5F2e-1Co/s200/kamikidork.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258796774774183634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to go finish my Chinese homework before night falls. BOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Disclaimer: Screenshots taken from crunchyroll. Thanks to 8thsin for subbing!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-8195087090655942136?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/8195087090655942136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=8195087090655942136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/8195087090655942136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/8195087090655942136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2008/10/dj-ing.html' title='DJ-ing'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SPrmOBwOUfI/AAAAAAAAAV8/DKqPfH9AoFo/s72-c/littledj.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-1339079277550154972</id><published>2008-10-17T23:07:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T19:02:38.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20th Century Boys?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SPirChsSTrI/AAAAAAAAAVk/Eh4m5DxUGbM/s1600-h/2786940672_ff3b9af14b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 111px; height: 82px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SPirChsSTrI/AAAAAAAAAVk/Eh4m5DxUGbM/s200/2786940672_ff3b9af14b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258140624847261362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;20th Century Boys&lt;/span&gt; is pretty fine to me. Worth watching but give me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Death Note&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;20thCB&lt;/span&gt; I will definitely choose... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Death Note. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;20thCB &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SPis4sDepOI/AAAAAAAAAVs/-8nMHKM8hA4/s1600-h/360x250_deathnote2_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 84px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SPis4sDepOI/AAAAAAAAAVs/-8nMHKM8hA4/s200/360x250_deathnote2_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258142654853457122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;is just a little bit.. bland. The storyline is rather intriguing plus the characters are awesome. I didn't know our *&lt;u&gt;Kyoto Sensei&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;is actually a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;donkey when he was young. Plus, &lt;u&gt;baby-toddler Kanna&lt;/u&gt; is so adorable (just like Yuto OOPS). The CG effects of both &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;DN &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;20thCB&lt;/span&gt; are rather competitive so I have no comments except three thumbs up. One point I have to congratulate on is the tagline of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;20thCB &lt;/span&gt;(which is the first sentence &lt;s&gt;spoke&lt;/s&gt; sang during the SG commercial). It is definitely better than &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;DN&lt;/span&gt;'s (which uses Ryuk eating apples all the time).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story is pretty easy to understand. Group of kids came up with this story of an Evil Organisation set out to destroy the world. In the end, 9 heroes emerged to combat the evil. But one thing to take note of is to **stay after the credits, AND YES I MEAN STAY UNTIL THE DAMNED SONG IS OVER, to see the little last bit plus a trailer to part 2. And **take note of the character &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shogun&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*Only does who have watched the movie and Gokusen will understand this. I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;** &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Important&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;:) Death Note: 4/5 stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;:) 20thCB: 3/5 stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To view the official website for 20th Century Boys, click &lt;a href="http://www.20thboys.com/index.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Disclaimer: 20thCB picture from Flickr; DeathNote picture from Yahoo! Movies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-1339079277550154972?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/1339079277550154972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=1339079277550154972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/1339079277550154972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/1339079277550154972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2008/10/20th-century-boys.html' title='20th Century Boys?'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SPirChsSTrI/AAAAAAAAAVk/Eh4m5DxUGbM/s72-c/2786940672_ff3b9af14b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-7252321892185945843</id><published>2008-10-16T20:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T20:16:06.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SPcuNFlDlEI/AAAAAAAAAVc/eRltgtJeQtA/s1600-h/ChinenandhisGlasses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 73px; height: 86px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SPcuNFlDlEI/AAAAAAAAAVc/eRltgtJeQtA/s200/ChinenandhisGlasses.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257721892349121602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I feel pretty proud that I'm able to speak a second language- Chinese, beside English. Unfortunately, I'm not very good at the language so... I am damn relieved that... Hey! I passed my Higher Chinese this time round! WOOHOOOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Knowing that I managed to pass my HCL, during the End-of-Year exams even, is pretty cool to me. Yeaps. As cool as Chinen wearing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u style="font-family: arial;"&gt;two&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; sunglasses. But still, taking HCL is still bothering me quite a bit. I know it myself that my Chinese is not good. Plus the fact I'm taking O Level Chinese on 5th November isn't helping me much. This question keeps lingering on my mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Should I quit HCL or Not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Hopefully, if you have some idea, please share your comments with me. Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;~Bows :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-7252321892185945843?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/7252321892185945843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=7252321892185945843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/7252321892185945843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/7252321892185945843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2008/10/chinese.html' title='Chinese'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SPcuNFlDlEI/AAAAAAAAAVc/eRltgtJeQtA/s72-c/ChinenandhisGlasses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-7354464810651496402</id><published>2008-10-13T21:32:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T22:33:23.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre Pre Pretty Cherry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SPNUIx1hqRI/AAAAAAAAAVM/eO2F_dtK-Tg/s1600-h/YutoDaiki_Icon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 104px; height: 102px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SPNUIx1hqRI/AAAAAAAAAVM/eO2F_dtK-Tg/s200/YutoDaiki_Icon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256637699865028882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pretty Yuto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;=Random=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Finished 2 out of the 4 books I borrowed yesterday. Awesome? AWESOME! :D These 6 days (from thursday-now) was totally wonderful. No school. No homework. No exams. I didn't realise life can be so beautiful just lying around, daydreaming, watching telly, computer-ing, sleeping... snore*snore* But then there's school tomorrow. YAWNS~ T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hoping that this weekend I will be able to watch  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;20th Century Boys &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s style="font-family: arial;"&gt;with those idiots. Oops.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;xD Well, this is the most expensive Japanese film ever produced+broke the record of deathnote. Who won't be intere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sted? x) Heard that when the movie ended stay for the credits. There might be a trailer for the second part. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;20th Century Boys Trailer (English/ Chinese Subbed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YEY9i9myed4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YEY9i9myed4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SPNZcQf5lnI/AAAAAAAAAVU/RETwkEwTePE/s1600-h/hsj4thsingle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 87px; height: 87px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SPNZcQf5lnI/AAAAAAAAAVU/RETwkEwTePE/s200/hsj4thsingle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256643532071474802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;di&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;tion, I can't believe my luck. Yesasia has a second restock on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Mayonaka no Shadow Boy (Limited Edition)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;! Lucky me? LUCKY ME! If anyone wants to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;" href="http://www.yesasia.com/global/mayonaka-no-shadow-boy-single-dvd-first-press-limited-edition-japan/1011982839-0-0-0-en/info.html"&gt;preorder&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; now, better be quick:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;P.S. So Cherry is not a fruit. Click &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://shineontheworld.livejournal.com/14459.html#comments"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to see the translation. The lyrics make me want to puke. Just kidding. But I won't say I adore the lyrics. The song, yes. But lyrics, no no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-7354464810651496402?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/7354464810651496402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=7354464810651496402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/7354464810651496402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/7354464810651496402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2008/10/pre-pre-pretty-cherry.html' title='Pre Pre Pretty Cherry'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SPNUIx1hqRI/AAAAAAAAAVM/eO2F_dtK-Tg/s72-c/YutoDaiki_Icon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-1770370844118298424</id><published>2008-10-10T12:19:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T15:53:26.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mayonaka no Shadow Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Two posts in one day. Can't help it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Mayonaka no Shadow Boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; is really really good. In case you may not know, it's Hey! Say! JUMP 4th Single. And apparently, I managed to memorise the title since I have to use it so many times today to search the video and the lyrics and stuffs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object style="font-family: arial;" width="400" height="345"&gt;&lt;param value="http://media.imeem.com/v/lBryd1ENai/aus=false/pv=2" name="movie"&gt;&lt;param value="true" name="allowFullScreen"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/lBryd1ENai/aus=false/pv=2" allowfullscreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="345"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Is that 'cherry' I kept hearing? o.O What's with cherry? I really can't wait for the translations to come out! ^^ And Yamada's grin at the end is soooooo... disturbing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This PV is really cool-so mysterious that Chinen don't look like a cute little girl anymore- which is great! xD Even better than the last PV &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Your Seed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; and you will get thrown off by the emo looks everyone gave. Nice try Keito. But no matter how I look at you, you don't look fierce. Wait, are you supposed to be fierce? How come everyone is fierce-looking? Scary~ :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Seems this PV is concentrated on the Yuto, Yamada, Chinen and Daiki. Even daiki gets more screen time now. x) But more screen time for our dear little hamster please! And yes! Yuto's solo lines! Amazing how his voice had changed big time since the formation of HSJ. Cool~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't want to comment on their hairstyle. Everyone can see the change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mayonaka no Shadow Boy&lt;/span&gt; is awesome. No kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edited:&lt;br /&gt;HOLY CRAP! I can't find the limited edition on sale anywhere. Am I too late? :( Damn those exams or I will have found out sooner. BOOOOOHOOOOOO! I'm soaking my pillow wet. *Cross my fingers and hope there will be a restock*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't manage to get HS7's Hey! Say! that time either. And now this. :( If anyone knew of a restock or anything, please tell me! Thanks. :( I'm placing my bet on Playasia. "&lt;/span&gt;If you plan to purchase this item, please check back on the item's release date for possible restock."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-1770370844118298424?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/1770370844118298424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=1770370844118298424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/1770370844118298424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/1770370844118298424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2008/10/mayonaka-no-shadow-boy.html' title='Mayonaka no Shadow Boy'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9160150902503767097.post-4208758891423982348</id><published>2008-10-10T10:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T11:16:12.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fangirling Mode- ON!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SO7IoeqKf9I/AAAAAAAAAU0/WqreVVd4VhI/s1600-h/whoa.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SO7IoeqKf9I/AAAAAAAAAU0/WqreVVd4VhI/s200/whoa.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255358412938182610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;End-of-year examinations &lt;/span&gt;are finally oveeeeeeeeer! :D ~I suppose someone is jealous? :P~ Now I just have to wait for the results to come out. *shivers* Whatever it is, WELCOME ME BACK TO FANDOM! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much happenings while I'm gone on a trip to Examland. Know what I think about the new radio programme our dear HS7 got to host for- while, it's only 10 minutes but whatever- almost everyday? AWEsome but too bad I don't understand Jap-L myself. BOO-HOO! T^T But imagine those fangirls in Japan who get to hear their-Yuto!- voices almost daily. It makes me really wanna cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have read some of the translations and though it's just plain boys-chat, it's great to learn some things about the members' personality. Keito fell down and who do you think laughed at him from behind? Ask me- no- I mean ask Yamada and Ryutaro. And who is this nice-and adorable-and handsome-and totally hot-and wonderful boy that asked if Keito was all right? There's only 5 boys in HS7. Find out yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I read that there's this new single called-what's the name? Japanese-titled singles don't work for me-oh-I-found-it- it's called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mayonaka no Shadow Boy&lt;/span&gt;- which reminds me strongly of Mayonaise -Lick lips-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard and saw the preview and going to see the full pv later. I supposed I will tear the whole house down and possibly wake up my dear little sister who's still sleeping with my horrible fangirl screams. The song- haven't heard the full song yet- but the chorus is really something everyone will like it. I went oohs and ahhs and wows for the song. This is something I believe would be more awesome that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your Seed.&lt;/span&gt; Plus what makes this 4th single totally stand out is that it &lt;s&gt;will be&lt;/s&gt; is HSJ's first love song. Screw Johnny. I'm getting real hyper because of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now comes the headache part. Which single edition should I buy? The limited or the normal edition one? -Scratch my head- Limited consists of the pv and making of plus two songs while normal consists of 3 songs with their instrumental tracks. Hard decision to make. Maybe I will buy both, and be quick about it because if it's sold out... LOOOPIIN! HERE I COME! And thanks in advance for helping me to order it. xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Me= totally random-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus the new drama dear Yuto, Yamada, Chinen and Daiki are casting in is coming out tomorrow isn't helping me settle down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#Me JUMP-ing everywhere&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9160150902503767097-4208758891423982348?l=soudayo0422.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/feeds/4208758891423982348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9160150902503767097&amp;postID=4208758891423982348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/4208758891423982348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9160150902503767097/posts/default/4208758891423982348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soudayo0422.blogspot.com/2008/10/fangirling-mode-on.html' title='Fangirling Mode- ON!'/><author><name>lkyann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PFKkn75L3Do/SO7IoeqKf9I/AAAAAAAAAU0/WqreVVd4VhI/s72-c/whoa.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
