<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34606848</id><updated>2011-07-31T19:08:11.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dark Night Embraces Me...</title><subtitle type='html'>Can you hear me cry? Will you cry for me? And never let me go? Come to me my friend, my dear friend, Solitude.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lemon</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>84</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34606848.post-5693000403748448985</id><published>2010-04-21T00:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T00:26:23.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I forgot to mention this but its THE END</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yep and it has been the end for quite a while &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; I thought a new chapter in my life deserved a brand new blog so this blog is and has been &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;theoretically&lt;/span&gt; dead unless I wanna post stuff about my life as a walking photosynthesising plant and the wonderful period in my life known as the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;MOSSPian&lt;/span&gt; era.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda late posting this but oh wells I just thought I should end this properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;long&lt;/span&gt;. Fare thee well. Thanks for reading. Nice having you around. Ta ta for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;KTHXBAI&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/34606848-5693000403748448985?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/5693000403748448985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=5693000403748448985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/5693000403748448985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/5693000403748448985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-forgot-to-mention-this-but-its-end.html' title='I forgot to mention this but its THE END'/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-4912493222607748194</id><published>2009-10-24T18:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T18:37:03.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Right now I feel like the worst so called 'friend' in this whole universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, somewhere along the past few months or so, I feel that I have abandoned a very close and dear friend when she needed support.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot imagine what she has been through, all those lies and betrayals and disappointments.&lt;br /&gt;And most importantly, I had not been there for her when others were.&lt;br /&gt;Only now, I see just how bad things were but I feel somehow not worthy to comfort her, it seems very shallow and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;insincere&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm sorry for not being there for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-4912493222607748194?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/4912493222607748194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=4912493222607748194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/4912493222607748194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/4912493222607748194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2009/10/right-now-i-feel-like-worst-so-called.html' title=''/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-7070788981280483233</id><published>2009-10-18T14:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T16:10:06.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Apparently, shopping and watching television makes me depressed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In the past 22 days, I have shopped more and watched more television than I have in my whole entire life. Plus the fake nails kills my nonexistent typing abilities. (OMG WHO ARE YOU AND WHAT DID YOU DO TO LEMON??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PLUS I got public speaking for my CDS and I have only one word to say about that: FUCK. I am so going to withdraw. My timetable sucks to the max. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I feel super depressed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-7070788981280483233?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/7070788981280483233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=7070788981280483233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/7070788981280483233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/7070788981280483233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2009/10/apparently-shopping-and-watching.html' title=''/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-5631106792523859469</id><published>2009-08-29T00:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T00:16:24.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love you. And it kills me to see you in pain.</title><content type='html'>I want her to smile like before, that childlike &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;guilelessness&lt;/span&gt; and simple happiness&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want her to sleep with happy thoughts, untroubled by any worries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want her to spend her time doing the things she loves, sewing or watching her dramas in peaceful contentment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want her to be safe in her own little world, untouched by the darkness of human hearts and insatiability&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want her to be healthy, not having to suffer the pain of illness and helplessness as her coughing chokes her and leaves her weak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to give her the world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like how she gave me my world and everything that I am now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-5631106792523859469?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/5631106792523859469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=5631106792523859469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/5631106792523859469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/5631106792523859469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-love-you-and-it-kills-me-to-see-you.html' title='I love you. And it kills me to see you in pain.'/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-3591027006212312733</id><published>2009-08-16T21:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T21:26:25.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I injured my leg again today and felt so naseous that I had to sit out training for a few minutes. I can't seem to do my techniques properly and I always get overpowered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:200%;"&gt;本当に大嫌い、こんなに弱いの私。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-3591027006212312733?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/3591027006212312733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=3591027006212312733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/3591027006212312733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/3591027006212312733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-injured-my-leg-again-today-and-felt.html' title=''/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-614408958631666205</id><published>2009-08-12T00:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T00:28:47.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oxymoron</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am a walking contradiction and a living, breathing oxymoron to boot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am a perfectionist who is too lazy to be perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;narcissist&lt;/span&gt; with a bloody inferior complex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I suffer from split personality. Just very VERY volatile moods.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-614408958631666205?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/614408958631666205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=614408958631666205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/614408958631666205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/614408958631666205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2009/08/oxymoron.html' title='Oxymoron'/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-8995585244087532212</id><published>2009-06-14T19:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T19:56:25.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thank you very much for guilt tripping me. God knows that is excatly what I need now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SURE your work is a hell lot more important than my school work and prior appointments.&lt;br /&gt;So in other words, you're telling me to get my priorities straight cuz your work is THE most important and you're also training me to grow up to be an irresponsible person who blows people off at her own convenience. If you tell me like that straight in my face, it's better. Seriously don't bullshit and give me the illusion of choices BECAUSE I DON'T HAVE A FUCKING CHOICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get mad at me. Then cool off and say that I can do whatever I want cuz I'm old enough to think for myself then give me the what 'give birth to a peice of char siew better, at least can eat the char siew' shit. After that, proceed to make my days as miserable as possible by dropping comments about how much I fucking owe you. You're lucky I actually care about you enough to let you bend me to your guilt tripping. Cuz if anyone else tried to do this to me, I'd rip them a new asshole in less than a second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it great? Having children = having people at your beck and call because they owe you the gift of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will bite my tongue and never tell you this to your face because you are still in a position to make me consider suicide. But I will die if I have to keep this to myself and grit and bear it. I am human, not some emotionless mindless minion. I have feelings but I doubt you will ever realise that because only you exist in your world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for not caring about how I really feel and not even trying to understand me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-8995585244087532212?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/8995585244087532212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=8995585244087532212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/8995585244087532212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/8995585244087532212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2009/06/thank-you-very-much-for-guilt-tripping.html' title=''/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-871961158791817736</id><published>2009-06-14T17:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T17:32:14.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Its already the beginning of the last week of term break and guess what, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I HAVEN'T COMPLETED A SINGLE ONE OF MY SIX PROJECTS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What I HAVE done is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- Auto slammed myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- PWNed the other team at the relay race with my awesome team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- Melted partially at streetfest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- Got drunk from excessive 100 plus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- Had hangover from mentioned drunk period&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- Gotten a full body muscle ache&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- Crashed both my lappies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am deader than a dodo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am gonna hope that I wake up one morning and find all my projects MIRACULOUSLY completed. Preferably before term break ends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-871961158791817736?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/871961158791817736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=871961158791817736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/871961158791817736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/871961158791817736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-already-beginning-of-last-week-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-7405551182371334443</id><published>2009-05-31T12:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T13:02:00.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I HEART Aikido.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I... got slammed today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ZOMFG&lt;/span&gt;. It was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Would have been funner if the firing squad in my head agreed to a ceasefire but &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;NOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I... am also quite coincidentally dead because I haven't finished the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;FILA&lt;/span&gt; chart and haven't started cramming for Organisational Behaviour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I... need another can of Coca Cola.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-7405551182371334443?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/7405551182371334443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=7405551182371334443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/7405551182371334443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/7405551182371334443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2009/05/i.html' title='I HEART Aikido.'/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-5002226797410104657</id><published>2009-05-12T17:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T17:53:22.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I NEED TO FANGIRL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DESPERATELY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AND I'VE BEEN SLACKING LIKE NOBADI'S BUSINESS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AND MEEVERS HAS SUCH AWESOMELY CUTE EARS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-5002226797410104657?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/5002226797410104657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=5002226797410104657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/5002226797410104657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/5002226797410104657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-need-to-fangirl.html' title=''/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-9047053579311322345</id><published>2009-04-28T22:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T22:18:11.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I BLAME FISHY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She started the megane fetish thing, the awesomeness of Mukuro and XanxusSqualo thing and cosplaying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And the worst thing is that when I need her to fangirl with me, she's not there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GRAAWWWWAAAARRRRWWWWWRAAAAARRW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;And Meevers has SUCH AWESOMELY CUTE EARS.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-froths at the mouth-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-9047053579311322345?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/9047053579311322345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=9047053579311322345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/9047053579311322345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/9047053579311322345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-blame-fishy.html' title=''/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-760095162108334662</id><published>2009-04-26T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T18:13:42.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>私の17歳の誕生日</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;今日は私の17歳の誕生日です&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-760095162108334662?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/760095162108334662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=760095162108334662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/760095162108334662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/760095162108334662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2009/04/17.html' title='私の17歳の誕生日'/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-2994597170114671906</id><published>2009-04-24T23:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T23:48:08.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After god knows how long of being unnoticed by people other than my friends (in other words the other 2/3 of the class), you'd think I'd have gotten used to it already but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;noooooooooooooooo&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My invisibility is ever present and I can't find my mute button and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;un&lt;/span&gt; mute myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So its probably like now you see me, now you don't and when you do, my mouth is opening and closing but there's no sound.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Anyhoodles&lt;/span&gt;, I look at my tutorial open ended questions and see lots of words put together in a way that I simply cannot comprehend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tutorials haven't started but I said I was going to be a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;guai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;gia&lt;/span&gt; and do homework right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Quoting Pudding, that new school year resolution expired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can't do what I can't understand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AND I was reading my fiction book during lecture today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bad habits die hard. This one especially. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It has been plaguing me since Primary 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Whatever god or miracles that exist, my GPA of 4.0 lies in your hands now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-2994597170114671906?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/2994597170114671906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=2994597170114671906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/2994597170114671906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/2994597170114671906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2009/04/after-god-knows-how-long-of-being.html' title=''/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-198120952369279582</id><published>2009-04-22T17:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T17:58:22.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I shall be immature and complain about my not getting a decent notebook which doesn't weigh a tonne, doesn't take up to 10 mins to start up, doesn't take 3 min to open applications and has more than a pathetic 35 GB of memory space.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-complains-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GRAWWWRRRRR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And next I shall confess that I have greatly sinned by stoning and dropping off in lectures and tutorials today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After that, I shall rejoice at the no school-ness tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-198120952369279582?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/198120952369279582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=198120952369279582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/198120952369279582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/198120952369279582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-shall-be-immature-and-complain-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-460907489476474189</id><published>2009-04-17T19:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T19:12:22.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really should quit going back to TK stuff if I wanna keep my sanity. Because I always feel super depressed when I leave. Its the knowing that I don't belong anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyhoodles, can't wait for school to start. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Something new, a fresh challenge and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AN OPPORTUNITY TO CHANGE FOR THE BETTER &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LIKE ACTUALLY DOING MY HOMEWORK AND PROPERLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My new class seems awesome. 1K08. Made some friends already ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-460907489476474189?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/460907489476474189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=460907489476474189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/460907489476474189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/460907489476474189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-really-should-quit-going-back-to-tk.html' title=''/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-4551761423055502054</id><published>2009-04-07T19:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T19:39:45.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was really happy and really depressed today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy because enrollment was quite fun despite the appalling marching skills displayed by them. Ixora's new sec 1s are sooo fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Also happy because I saw my Tiky again. If you're reading this dude, I LURVE YOU TOO you moronic idiot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Depressed because of that STUUUPID bicycle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Depressed because I was a liiitle bit too high.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Depressed because I have to go to the office tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Depressed because school is starting but I still have to go to the office.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Depressed because I have to go to the office tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fuckity fuckity fuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-4551761423055502054?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/4551761423055502054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=4551761423055502054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/4551761423055502054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/4551761423055502054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-was-really-happy-and-really-depressed.html' title=''/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-2146193366529471013</id><published>2009-04-03T11:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T11:23:08.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"If you could only save either me or your brother, who would you save?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her reply was fast and without any hesitation. "My brother, my lord."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thereafter, I would join you for I cannot live without you my lord."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-2146193366529471013?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/2146193366529471013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=2146193366529471013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/2146193366529471013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/2146193366529471013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2009/04/if-you-could-only-save-either-me-or.html' title=''/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-8149009923004638778</id><published>2009-03-24T22:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T22:10:41.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay. Lately, cosplaying has been a really major thing with me. I've been thinking about cosplaying practically everyday since my Muses have all decided to boycott my brain. So I shall have a list of the characters I want to cosplay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. Ulqiorra from Bleach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. Nekozawa from Ouran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3. The half-assed guy whose name I can't remember from the Fourth Squad from Bleach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4. Dabitto of JasDebi from DGM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So far its just these guys. And it's gonna be hard to do them well but I shall try my best when the day that I can cosplay them comes. Go me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-8149009923004638778?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/8149009923004638778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=8149009923004638778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/8149009923004638778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/8149009923004638778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2009/03/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-6390539546095165877</id><published>2009-03-16T22:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T22:44:24.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I wish you would quit guilt tripping me because I feel like I'm dying inside while trying to keep up a smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I wish you would stop asking me to do things way beyond my abilities because I don't know how to tell you no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I wish you would stop forcing me to go there because I really hate being there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I wish you would just understand because you're supposed to be close to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I wish you would try to consider my feelings because I do have feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I wish you would stop bugging me because I have a life of my own, almost non &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;existant&lt;/span&gt; as it already is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;If wishes were money, I'd be so filthy rich.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Is it a fact that since my exams are over, I don't need to have time of my own?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mornings, dragged there at 8 to do stuff that I don't understand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Every dawn, hoping and praying that perhaps, just maybe, I don't have to go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;or hopefully, you will forget about me and leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;There I do the things you ask me to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Go to the toilet for the 10&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; time and dawdle there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Watch the clock, hoping it would be 6 pm already. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Evenings, dinner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bug me about my table, the clothes, reading &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt; crap to her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm so free you see. So I have to do this and that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Put down whatever I am doing to go do the things you ask me to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;And still that miserable attempt to smile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;From the moment I wake up to the precious precious time that I go to sleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Respite. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The blissful solitary sanctuary of my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Then the whole fucking cycle starts again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Look forward to Fridays when I can escape from that place and you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Weekends when I get a little more time to myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;One more interminable month to freedom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Time passes so slowly. I feel like dying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I mean, crying. Really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cross my heart and hope to die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-6390539546095165877?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/6390539546095165877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=6390539546095165877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/6390539546095165877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/6390539546095165877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-wish-you-would-quit-guilt-tripping-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-6170282281125974918</id><published>2009-03-10T10:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T11:00:39.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm bored and rotting and DAMN MOE FOR SCRAPPING THE 3 MONTH JC THING AND LEAVING ME WITH SHIT LOADS OF UNCERTAINTIES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-6170282281125974918?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/6170282281125974918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=6170282281125974918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/6170282281125974918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/6170282281125974918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-bored-and-rotting-and-damn-moe-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-7636142018775786339</id><published>2009-03-02T19:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T19:22:38.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I feel super pissed and therefore I am posting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;First off. I just wasted 6 irretreiveable hours of my life rotting in R******M****** (I'm a bitch but not that bitchy.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Out of the 6, 4 were spent doing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ABSOLUTELY NOTHING PRODUCTIVE WHILE WAITING FOR AN OLD GEEZER TO ASK ME QUESTIONS THAT I COULD HAVE ASKED AND ANSWERED MYSELF, AND FOR THE SAID OLD GEEZER TO SIGN ON A STUPID SCRAP OF PAPER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TWO FUCKING HOURS, MY FOOT AND OTHER NOT SO PLEASANT PARTS OF THE HUMAN BODY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The nurse who said that should give me a fucking refund while I go kick the shit out of something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And don't tell me I should go for anger management courses. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There were many breakable things in the stupid place where I was rotting and I broke none of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-7636142018775786339?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/7636142018775786339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=7636142018775786339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/7636142018775786339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/7636142018775786339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-feel-super-pissed-and-therefore-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-6145327209888099764</id><published>2009-02-14T19:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T14:38:12.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I miss MOSSP so damn much. Espec&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ially since I made LOADS of chocolates (*gasp* they actually taste nice) and I wanna give them to you guys cuz its so nice. Will upload pic of &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;shitbombswrappedinclingplastic&lt;/span&gt; laterzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(edited)&lt;br /&gt;Never judge chocolate by its looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the clingwrap that makes it look ugly. Trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVawavkjNR4/SaDyTLuw5uI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uZHzPSOltTQ/s1600-h/DSC00010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VVawavkjNR4/SaDyTLuw5uI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uZHzPSOltTQ/s200/DSC00010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305506772422813410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-6145327209888099764?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/6145327209888099764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=6145327209888099764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/6145327209888099764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/6145327209888099764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-miss-mossp-so-damn-much.html' title=''/><author><name>Lemon</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/_VVawavkjNR4/SaDyTLuw5uI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uZHzPSOltTQ/s72-c/DSC00010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34606848.post-9202985028524822099</id><published>2009-02-07T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T18:41:16.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-9202985028524822099?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/9202985028524822099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=9202985028524822099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/9202985028524822099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/9202985028524822099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-hate-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-8288935832927346926</id><published>2009-02-03T12:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T11:41:02.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh kay. So, I've been watching this awesome anime called Kuroshitsuji and IT IS TEH AWESOMEZ. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sebastian Michaelis is super HAWT and Ciel is such a brat but my fave pairing however is Greil and William... HAHAHAHA. The best SM pair eva. Seriously. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I like Greil because he is SOO FLAMBOYENTLY GAY. A little like Sohma Ayame but Greil is the bad guy so yea, kinda hate him for killing Madam. And he is sooo uke. William should spank him... *nose bleeds*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyho, the OP for Kuroshitsuji, Monochrome no kiss is a fantastic song. And so, I've got a new fav Jap band SID. Their songs are really really nice. You seriously have to listen to Otegami. ITS SOO NICE and in my playlist. So yea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-8288935832927346926?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/8288935832927346926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=8288935832927346926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/8288935832927346926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/8288935832927346926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2009/02/oh-kay.html' title=''/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-6506659391028492240</id><published>2009-01-07T15:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T15:13:57.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st post of 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Let's start off this year with a meme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagged&lt;br /&gt;1. Kwang (haha...do this again)&lt;br /&gt;2. Dai&lt;br /&gt;3. Fish&lt;br /&gt;4. TK&lt;br /&gt;5. Mel&lt;br /&gt;6. RT&lt;br /&gt;7. Granny&lt;br /&gt;8. Mun mun&lt;br /&gt;9. Tiky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Pick a word that begins with the first letter of your name.&lt;br /&gt;Lemon (Betcha guessed it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Who are you missing right now?&lt;br /&gt;MOSSP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Your ex shows up randomly at your house. What do you say?&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure you don't really treasure your other ball so why don't I remove it as well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. How many bedrooms are in your house?&lt;br /&gt;Three&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Is there a reason for your profile song?&lt;br /&gt;Its nice. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you hate the last girl you were talking to?&lt;br /&gt;Nope, not really but I don't like to be in my mom's office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Who was your last text message from?&lt;br /&gt;Kitsune Warlord and her retardedly complicated PW name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What time did you wake up this morning?&lt;br /&gt;Um. 9. But I slept late last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If someone likes you right now, would you want him/her to tell you?&lt;br /&gt;I bought (insert all my fav book titles that I'm dying to buy) and (insert all the cosplay stuff that I'm also dying to buy) for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Did you mean it when you said "I love you" last?&lt;br /&gt;always mean it when I say 'I love you too.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Is it okay if you kiss people when you're single?&lt;br /&gt;NEXT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What is wrong with you now?&lt;br /&gt;The point is, Nothing was RIGHT with me to even begin with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Do you think you'll be married in 10 years?&lt;br /&gt;Um. If I even get married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Would you kiss someone to make your ex bf/gf mad?&lt;br /&gt;No because the said ex wouldn't even be alive to get mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Do you believe exs can really ever be "just friends"?&lt;br /&gt;Refer to q.14. If one can be just friends with a corpse, then why not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.Do you use T9, word or abc?&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE T9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.Do you tell your mum everything?&lt;br /&gt;Nope because I actually want her to remain sane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Who was the last person you cried in front of?&lt;br /&gt;Yamapi. Ok fine, his poster because I was crying myself to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Have you told anybody you loved them today?&lt;br /&gt;A day never passes without me telling someone or something that ''I LABBA YOOOUUU CHUU"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.Who can you trust?MOSSP.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz they totally rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiz 2.&lt;br /&gt;1. Besides your lips, where is your favourite spot to get kissed?&lt;br /&gt;Neck or ear or collarbone I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. How did you feel when you woke up this morning?&lt;br /&gt;Tired. As usual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Who was the last person you took a picture of?&lt;br /&gt;My dad at Narita Intl Airport, posing with giant mochi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Would you consider yourself to be spoiled?&lt;br /&gt;Not in the least&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Would you ever donate blood?&lt;br /&gt;Don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Have you ever had a best friend who is of the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;If 'best friend' means punching bag or randomclassmatethatgetsbulliedbyme, LOADS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you want someone dead?&lt;br /&gt;I always do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What does your last text message say?&lt;br /&gt;Got DCed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What are you thinking right now?&lt;br /&gt;I'm hungry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you wish someone is with you right now?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. Enjoying my solitude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What time did you go to sleep last night?&lt;br /&gt;12 cuz my sis was taking FOREVER to pack her school stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Where did you buy the shirt you're wearing now?&lt;br /&gt;Malaysia. My dad has an identical but bigger shirt. Cuz I found the shirt and he was like, 'Nice. I also want.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Is someone on your mind right now?&lt;br /&gt;Yea. People from my fantasy world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Who was the last person to text you?&lt;br /&gt;Isn't this question like repeated?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 9 people you just tagged:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.Who is Number 2 having a relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;Leaf huh... Not sure if she is over *coughcough* but obsessed with HOCK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Is 3 a male or a female?&lt;br /&gt;Female who like bishies but for some unknown and unfathomable reason, in love with stupid DBSK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What is Number 1 studying about?&lt;br /&gt;How to take over the world with her ego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. When was the last time you had a chat with them?&lt;br /&gt;Very very long ago for 2 &amp;amp; 3.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday for 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Is Number 4 single?&lt;br /&gt;I think so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.Say something about Number 2.&lt;br /&gt;Fellow gropers. "We are the perverts..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What do you think about Number 3 and 6 being together?&lt;br /&gt;NO WAIIII!!!!!!!!!!! FISH IS MINE! AND I WILL NEVAAAA GIVE HER UP TO MUMMY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.Describe Number 9.&lt;br /&gt;Kitsune Warlord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What will you do if Number 6 and 7 fight?&lt;br /&gt;They wouldn't. Cuz mummy's like one of the most demure ppl in MOSSP and its against the rules to fight so granny wouldn't fight too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiz 3.&lt;br /&gt;1. What’s your nickname?&lt;br /&gt;LEMON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. How old are you?&lt;br /&gt;Seventeen in 3 months and 19 days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. When’s your birthday?&lt;br /&gt;26 April. IMMA SPRING BABY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What’s your special skill?&lt;br /&gt;AKIRA LOGIC. And going down stairs 2 at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What’s your horoscope?&lt;br /&gt;Taurus which so totally suits me. You know mad cow disease?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Who passed this survey to you?&lt;br /&gt;Leaf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. She’s your…?&lt;br /&gt;Fellow groper and resident pervert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What do you wanna talk about to him/her?&lt;br /&gt;Our next pervert song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What do you think of him/her?&lt;br /&gt;PERVERT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. When did you know him/her?&lt;br /&gt;2007 3e3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. How’s her attitude?&lt;br /&gt;PERVERT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you have a boyfriend/girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;No Wai... I'm waiting for Fishie darling to see the light and quit pushing me off buildings and ships when I confess for the nth time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. If one day, your crush tells you that he/she loves you too, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;Check for flying pigs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Are you well-being now?&lt;br /&gt;Um what does this question mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Why does God give you courage?&lt;br /&gt;I'm an atheist. Whatever that means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Who’s the people that you like?&lt;br /&gt;MOSSP and my family and some other friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Which color do you like most?&lt;br /&gt;Black cuz I'm a happy emo kid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. God give you 4 wishes:&lt;br /&gt;How bout just giving me one wish and I'll wish that all my wishes come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Do you like to smile and laugh ?&lt;br /&gt;I have a Phd in laughing over nothing funny. Beat that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-6506659391028492240?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/6506659391028492240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=6506659391028492240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/6506659391028492240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/6506659391028492240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2009/01/1st-post-of-2009.html' title='1st post of 2009'/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-8588501898651350471</id><published>2008-11-14T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T16:11:54.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am teh PRO</title><content type='html'>Okay, I broke my record yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell down for the first time in like 4 months. WOOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea so basically, I celebrated the end of O levels by falling after I tripped on the step that I didn't see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-8588501898651350471?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/8588501898651350471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=8588501898651350471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/8588501898651350471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/8588501898651350471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-am-teh-pro.html' title='I am teh PRO'/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-3974998542537774039</id><published>2008-11-08T22:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T22:41:50.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My apologies...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/23/76/21966732/1_609916488l.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I just realised that I pangsei-ed most of MOSSP yesterday... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I AM SO SORRY... because I had loads of fun with my maternal family and I am sort of glad I pangsei-ed you guys so SORRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But honestly, I like being in Msia with like everyone, my aunts and their family, all in the same house, my grandparents' house. Like my dad said, just having everyone over together gives off a New Year vibe and its really fun with everyone together..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OMG KWANG. Lookit this!! I choose you Aggymon!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/23/76/21966732/1_609916488l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 395px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 520px" alt="" src="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/23/76/21966732/1_609916488l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Credits to this person Chiaki something who is the girlfriend of my cousin's friend.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-3974998542537774039?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/3974998542537774039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=3974998542537774039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/3974998542537774039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/3974998542537774039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-apologies.html' title='My apologies...'/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-6766791832775435175</id><published>2008-11-08T14:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T22:13:12.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RANDOM</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hey hey peeps... I'm over at my grandparents house now in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;malaysia&lt;/span&gt;. And I'm using my aunt's computer ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. I am seriously &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;glad&lt;/span&gt; that humans are finally over because they SUCK. And I am studying for bio and chem. Really I am. Trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like having loads of fun now... 'bonding session' with my cousin and aunt... we're like sharing songs and stuff &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH AND &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;VIT&lt;/span&gt; (very important thing). One of my aunts is due to give birth tomorrow. AND I had like totally no idea until yesterday? My mom told me that just before her older sister gave me a lift to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Msia&lt;/span&gt; yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh she's due this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sunday&lt;/span&gt; you know." Just like that. Blunt and to the point and I was like -_-'''&lt;br /&gt;NOW you tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandfather's eye is really freaky okay. And yea he's going for the surgery thingy I mentioned that's why I went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Msia&lt;/span&gt; and later, I'm going to make good use of this opportunity and buy more pudding. A month's worth of pudding I tell you. I'm gonna buy so much and eat so much I'll turn into a pudding myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I need to buy shampoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-6766791832775435175?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/6766791832775435175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=6766791832775435175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/6766791832775435175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/6766791832775435175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2008/11/random.html' title='RANDOM'/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-4288940995550294859</id><published>2008-11-05T17:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T17:45:10.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me, my sis and her water bottle</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay, my sister is being positively annoying today and the past few days. Apparently, she lost a few marbles over at NZ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So she was pissing the shit out of me today with her stupid &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;water bottle&lt;/span&gt; when she suddenly offered it to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So, being the trusting, completely &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;unsuspicious&lt;/span&gt; older sister that I am, I asked her what was inside the bottle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She replied, 'Salt water' with a completely straight face and an equally convincing voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And being the smart, intelligent idiot that I am, I believed her for a few seconds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then I had the -_-''''''''''''''' face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-4288940995550294859?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/4288940995550294859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=4288940995550294859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/4288940995550294859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/4288940995550294859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2008/11/me-my-sis-and-her-water-bottle.html' title='Me, my sis and her water bottle'/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-5694359297122628021</id><published>2008-11-04T13:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T13:19:24.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sianzzz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This may be just my opinion but I think I'm getting seriously lardy... I wanna learn a new dance!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even though I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;loathehatedespise DBSK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, I saw some videos of fans who learnt the Mirotic dance and the dance &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(NOT THE SONG OR THE GROUP OR WHATEVER)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was pretty hardcore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm going to pester Fish to learn that dance and teach it to me ^^ brilliant idea no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-5694359297122628021?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/5694359297122628021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=5694359297122628021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/5694359297122628021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/5694359297122628021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2008/11/sianzzz.html' title='Sianzzz'/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-6351418056306370730</id><published>2008-11-03T21:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T21:41:09.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate SS but no more SS for me eva again!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I mean seriously, I didn't have enough time to finish the stupid paper. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AND I have blisters on my right hand from writing. Unbelievable but its there, on my thumb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I had really dumb luck today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Considering I studied like ____, the questions for SEQ was quite easy. My sole and only problem was TIME. But now I have bigger fish (not you fishie darling) to fry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HUMAN GEOG (kwang, NOT cue for you to go what geog)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*dies*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My humans are totally screwed. I wish it was otherwise but *deflated sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I really wish that O level humans were easier but NOOOOO. They are generally like shit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I shall have to save myself from too lousy a grade for human geog on Thurs and try to do better for Lit elect. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After that, I'm off to Malaysia to visit my grandfather before his lasik surgery.&lt;/span&gt; (He didn't GO there to have the surgery. He's Malaysian like my mom so obviously he's doing there surgery there.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-6351418056306370730?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/6351418056306370730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=6351418056306370730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/6351418056306370730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/6351418056306370730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-hate-ss-but-no-more-ss-for-me-eva.html' title='I hate SS but no more SS for me eva again!!!!'/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-9069505164174261457</id><published>2008-11-02T10:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T10:39:30.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY FISHIE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yea.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;誕生日おめでとう&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Heppy 16th birthday Fishie darling... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So after Os, lets go watch NC 16 movie and leave Kwang behind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-9069505164174261457?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/9069505164174261457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=9069505164174261457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/9069505164174261457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/9069505164174261457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-birthday-fishie.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY FISHIE'/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-4337629752851695628</id><published>2008-11-01T16:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T16:53:42.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I just realised its too much work to double post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So I am not double posting anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think The Gazette is awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-4337629752851695628?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/4337629752851695628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=4337629752851695628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/4337629752851695628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/4337629752851695628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-just-realised-its-too-much-work-to.html' title='I just realised its too much work to double post'/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-1808605984691423764</id><published>2008-11-01T13:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T13:21:21.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am so not fated to attend any rock concerts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ITS ALWAYS LIKE THIS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The day after I go back to Singapore from Japan is the day of the Peace &amp;amp; Smile Carnival 2009 concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!! MEEVERS!! GAZETTE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*dies*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-1808605984691423764?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/1808605984691423764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=1808605984691423764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/1808605984691423764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/1808605984691423764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-am-so-not-fated-to-attend-any-rock.html' title='I am so not fated to attend any rock concerts'/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-8702343736437357595</id><published>2008-11-01T10:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T10:38:57.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MEEVERS PWNS!!!</title><content type='html'>HEY KWANG!!! LET'S LEARN THE AHO MATSURI DANCE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MFYEnSw6UZs&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-8702343736437357595?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/8702343736437357595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=8702343736437357595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/8702343736437357595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/8702343736437357595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2008/11/hey-kwang-lets-learn-aho-matsuri-dance.html' title='MEEVERS PWNS!!!'/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-2345526097195314388</id><published>2008-10-30T14:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T14:16:52.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miyavi and rehab</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gackt and Hyde are right. Miyavi really does need to be sent to rehab...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1g43Yy-_ypM&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" fs="1"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;THIS just proves it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/q0SbQhqHNRQ&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" fs="1"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Plus he is a kissing maniac and a danger to everyone around him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Rc5V_e9JErk&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" fs="1"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was mild. This is *digs eyes out with guilt because it is soo hawt*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dXSXdlUJmGw&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" fs="1"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he is still so lovable so hurry up and sneak out of rehab Meevers!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Credits to those who uploaded and made the videos...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-2345526097195314388?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/2345526097195314388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=2345526097195314388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/2345526097195314388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/2345526097195314388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2008/10/gackt-and-hyde-are-right.html' title='Miyavi and rehab'/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-8884641555166759203</id><published>2008-10-27T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T12:02:20.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My dad and all his crack</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have absolutely no idea why the other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;MOSSPians&lt;/span&gt; call O levels &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Oreos&lt;/span&gt;. I mean, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Oreos&lt;/span&gt; taste nice and O levels are NOT NICE AT ALL. But whatever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So today my dad brought me and mom out for breakfast and he was saying that I should rest in between studying. He told me about when he was in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;GSI&lt;/span&gt;. It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; and my dad and mom were preparing for their exam on Monday. So on Sunday, my mom was cramming away while my dad was ...SPRAY PAINTING HIS CHRISTMAS TREE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here my mom interjected that he was disturbing her cramming then and my dad retorted that she still got her diploma while he did not. So I asked him what happened to his diploma. Here's what my mom said in her ever blunt fashion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"He lost it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Well my dad told me that after studying so hard &lt;em&gt;(can anyone sense sarcasm here?)&lt;/em&gt; for two years, he graduated, got his diploma, left the certificate on some table during their celebration dinner and came back to find it gone A MERE TWO HOURS AFTER HE GOT IT. His theory is that it probably got mixed up with all the rubbish and got dumped. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wonder if that will ever happen to me... (probably but I sure hope not.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-8884641555166759203?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/8884641555166759203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=8884641555166759203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/8884641555166759203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/8884641555166759203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-dad-and-all-his-crack.html' title='My dad and all his crack'/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-5832441205163556063</id><published>2008-10-25T16:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T16:09:18.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memo for those who are daft</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just in case you didn't understand my previous post, I'm going to copy and paste all my entries from my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;livejournal&lt;/span&gt; to this blog from now on because this thing has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tagboard&lt;/span&gt; and I can put my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;playlist&lt;/span&gt; here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing this because:&lt;br /&gt;a) I'm bored&lt;br /&gt;b) I have a respite of 6 days until E math paper 2&lt;br /&gt;c) The postman rings twice&lt;br /&gt;d) All of the above except c) because the postman &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;DOESN'T&lt;/span&gt; ring at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-5832441205163556063?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/5832441205163556063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=5832441205163556063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/5832441205163556063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/5832441205163556063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2008/10/memo-for-those-who-are-daft.html' title='Memo for those who are daft'/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-6458752028948758685</id><published>2008-10-25T13:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T13:08:39.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Double posting and hilarity at sister's birthday dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So, day after double math paper day and my beloved little sister's birthday. I suddenly feel like double posting all my entries from now onwards on childofthedarknight because blogspot allows embedding of playlists. Yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well let's backtrack a little to Thursday when we had my sister's early birthday dinner. Dad had a meeting with a customer yesterday night to the dinner was brought forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate at Aston's prime and a whole series of really funny and crazy stuff that runs in the family happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, my mom was looking through the menu and she was asking the waiter about the different types of pasta they had. The guy was really helpful and told my mom all about the pastas on the menu. Then my mom, who was looking through the other pages of the menu said to no one in particular, "I don't know much about pasta. I don't like pasta."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, my mom was looking for her glasses because she took them off to read the menu. So, Dad and me began to look all around our table &lt;em&gt;very enthusiastically &lt;/em&gt;for the said glasses when they were hanging on my mom's shirt. Before that, she had placed her glasses on her head to read the directory and the same thing happened: she couldn't find them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad just bought a new watch recently so he spent the dinner admiring his watch but mom, sis and me were pretty much 'whatever'. He kept asking us to cooperate and admire his watch so my mom glanced at the watch and said that it was very nice and that if he kept on like that, the watch might just stop. Then she did a second take at the watch. "Really not moving eh.." My dad spent some time examining his watch all distressed before he put his wrist to his ear, "No heartbeat leh."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my mom did the closest thing to ROFLMAO I ever saw her do. She nearly sprayed my dad with the water she had been drinking. And so, mom me and sis spent like 5 min convulsing silently with laughter (we all laugh without sound. A bit like vibrating) while my dad guffawed at the expression my mom had. (Actually the hand that my mom thought was the second hand was the stopwatch hand so it WASN'T supposed to be moving. My dad is a good actor.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I say, insanity runs in the family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-6458752028948758685?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/6458752028948758685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=6458752028948758685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/6458752028948758685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/6458752028948758685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2008/10/double-posting-and-hilarity-at-sisters.html' title='Double posting and hilarity at sister&apos;s birthday dinner'/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-7554524603234945969</id><published>2008-08-25T15:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T15:23:13.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay. First and foremost, I think that the Beijing Olympics wasn't chinese enough. If you overlook the irony that this comment comes from a totally un-cheena person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, the reason I am blogging here is because I have a tagboard here so those bitches can come spam me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To begin my tirade, those immature sec 3s were being totally ungracious. Picking on kids two year younger than themselves for some insults?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grow up already. No need to lower yourselves to their standard and prove yourselves to be immature idiots. There are more subtle ways to make their lives a living hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, the insults came from a unidentified individual who labelled herself/himself 1e2-ian. It could be some troublemaker who just wanted the catfight to continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To that beverlywhatshername, THAT was an inquisition. NOT a clarification. Know the difference?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The difference is when you're doing all the interrogation and the other party is all quiet. Give the kid a chance to talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, do you really expect them to defend themselves when you morons are older, supposedly more mature and generally more physically intimidating?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That scene I saw today was no clarification. Simply put, it was downright bullying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure they may have said something stupid like your friend was faking her condition but they are KIDS. They tend to blurt out stupid stuff that they don't mean. And even if they did mean it, there is nothing you can do to change her mindset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally think you guys asked for it by actually going to their blog and seeing those comments there. Like HELLO? A blog is where someone airs their grievances and is generally tolerated unless nature of said comments threatens the working of this society. Are those insults like to cause a civil war? I think not. YOU guys were the ones asking for trouble by going to their blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, I mean for this post of mine to be seen by the childish people I was referring to, so call me out by all means. I'd be glad to oblige. (especially that person whose name starts with Z. She did a horrible job at imitating me. If you're going to imitate me, at least do it properly.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;All nice and BIG so the world can see this post (^_^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-7554524603234945969?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/7554524603234945969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=7554524603234945969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/7554524603234945969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/7554524603234945969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2008/08/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-5699142054507624660</id><published>2008-04-23T15:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T15:48:06.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I know I gave up blogging here but...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ON MY BIRTHDAY, L'ARC~EN~CIEL IS HAVING A CONCERT IN TAIPEI AND I WANNA GO!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-5699142054507624660?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/5699142054507624660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=5699142054507624660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/5699142054507624660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/5699142054507624660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-know-i-gave-up-blogging-here-but.html' title='I know I gave up blogging here but...'/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-2468120053201766334</id><published>2008-01-23T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T17:54:26.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am on hiatus...</title><content type='html'>I give up blogging here since you guys say my skin is too emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im blogging here from now on or at least until i find a decent blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://duchessex.livejournal.com/"&gt;http://duchessex.livejournal.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-2468120053201766334?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/2468120053201766334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=2468120053201766334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/2468120053201766334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/2468120053201766334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-am-on-hiatus.html' title='I am on hiatus...'/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-1400104520599285138</id><published>2007-12-10T09:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T10:32:53.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>19 days of camp finally over...</title><content type='html'>Okay it wasn't exactly camps lah... 20-25 nov in cambodia, 28 nov-2 dec international camp, 2 dec JLPT, 5-7 dec PLTC. I'm surprised I'm still kicking after all that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuition on sat, went to Paya Lebar for Subway's meatball mariana, and I saw FERN!!!! *dies* (Your manager is such a nice person... tell me when is your shift so i can see you k?) Talking about Subway, their meatball mariana is NICE. Omg its like spaghetti in a sandwich... or something like that anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to M'sia with Mom on sun. There was a Popular sale in the indoor stadium so we bought like 400 ringgit worth of books and VCDs...(Kurosagi, Anego, Dragon Zakura!!!!!) Then went to grandparents' home for lunch (I love the food my grandmother cooks... If I stayed in M'sia and had acess to her food everyday, I'd grow sooo fat that rolling would be easier than walking...) After that, me and mom went to Giant to buy groceries...I'm the kind of person that you don't wanna bring when grocery shopping. I buy a lot of things... so we kong shou er lai, man zai er gui lor. And my mom bought me a cute bag...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, I'm like typing all this out while trying to figure out Differentiation...and I haven't done ANY holi homework... *dies again*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I gave in to temptation and bought love mode... now I am addicted...shyte...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-1400104520599285138?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/1400104520599285138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=1400104520599285138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/1400104520599285138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/1400104520599285138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2007/12/19-days-of-camp-finally-over.html' title='19 days of camp finally over...'/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-4453612769426161731</id><published>2007-11-19T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T17:57:58.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shameless fangirl urge</title><content type='html'>Sumimasen... I just have this indescribable urge to say this. Peacemaker Kurogane is a nice show, albeit sad though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AND HIJIKATA/OKITA IS SOOO FRIGGIN CANON!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-4453612769426161731?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/4453612769426161731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=4453612769426161731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/4453612769426161731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/4453612769426161731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2007/11/shameless-fangirl-urge.html' title='Shameless fangirl urge'/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-8465828875591861651</id><published>2007-11-19T14:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T16:43:02.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peacemaker Kurogane...</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PLTl-iHTYXM&amp;amp;rel=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually its quite hard to watch finish the series cuz its depressing to know that they're all gonna die in the end. But its bloody funny. (OMG, if you simply HAVE to write haikus, throw them away afterwards so Souji won't get them afterwards, Hijikata san...) I'll try to find the haiku eppie and upload next time. This video is the one which I found the most amusing even though Saizo the pig doesn't make an appearence but Souji is tooo friggin' CUTE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, tmr 4am, I'm off to the airport. Its too darn early if you ask me and only one third of my stuff in the luggage. The rest are stuff we're donating... I'm gonna bring loads of stuff back from Cambodia... and study for JLPT while I'm over there...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Owari. Ja ne.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-8465828875591861651?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=da7f14e426b19d8c&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/8465828875591861651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=8465828875591861651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/8465828875591861651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/8465828875591861651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2007/11/peacemaker-kurogane.html' title='Peacemaker Kurogane...'/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-1625423563557107011</id><published>2007-11-16T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T11:27:15.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never judge a book by its cover. Or a granny in this case...</title><content type='html'>I can't believe I forgot all about this... But it was entertaining...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During extended studies, I asked a friend to lend me her yaoi comics and I was like reading it during extended studies. Then granny was bored so she asked me to lend her something to read so I lent the one of the two comics. I did warn her about the, er, explicit content but she still read it all the same.. But she couldn't stomach the first um explicit part which was like an excerpt from a gay novel. After a few days, she tried reading it again and sort of got hooked on the storyline which was really touching actually... Then Fish, who was sitting beside her started reading it too... and then, The Sal read it too cuz she was bored as well... I did warn them about the explicit content but they were tooo bored... Like what abi said, "this over this equals to this over this and equals to this over this and this over this therefore equals to this." We had to endure like dunno how long of that kind of cheemology... But my whole point is that Granny is actually not that pure but pure enough to skip the sex scenes. I will never understand her, man...*stifled laughter in the background*&lt;br /&gt;No offence Granny... I just found it very cute and hilarious...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owari.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-1625423563557107011?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/1625423563557107011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=1625423563557107011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/1625423563557107011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/1625423563557107011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2007/11/never-judge-book-by-its-cover-or-granny.html' title='Never judge a book by its cover. Or a granny in this case...'/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-5538455196527541552</id><published>2007-11-09T20:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T21:21:59.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I sooo sympathize with Sadako or whatever her name is...</title><content type='html'>So, today, we went to Granny's house and watched the Ring. The horror movie. But we kept getting distracted by her freaky dog who everyone else found so adorable with the exception of yours truly. And frankly, I was more scared of the dog than the show... But you've gotta hand it to that dog, man... I mean, HE CAN FRIGGIN LICK HIS NOSE!!! (how many people you know can do that?) And Pudding is actually nice to him... It's at times like these when I wished I was cute. So maybe Pudding will be nicer to me or something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y'know, I think I'm a bit of a freak...I found the show sooo touching at the part where the woman finds the skull in the well when everyone else was freaking out. And no one else saw the slime as the dead person's tears... Well it was pretty obvious to me because,&lt;br /&gt;1) It was oozing out of the eye socket.&lt;br /&gt;2) She was finally being found after dunno how many years...&lt;br /&gt;3) Disgusting as her carcass was, the woman actually hugged her.&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it reason enough to start bawling? If I were her, I'd definitely start crying me eyes out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, why I think I am not as affected by the whole hair-covering-face ghosts thingy is because I imitate them too much... -_-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Pudding left, we played Donkey; Toothpaste version 1.1; me, fish, leaf and granny. Whoever is the donkey gets a letter from the word donkey smeared on her face with toothpaste. I think I outdid myself with the N on granny's face but it was waaay more decent that the D granny painted on Leaf's face or the O leaf painted on Fish's face. We played three rounds so I didn't kena. So, good for me lor. Then Fish's dad gave me a lift home... It was like meeting your future parents-in-law kinda thing (Fish, accept my proposal la...) I totally understand how a boyfriend meeting his girlfriend's parents for the first time feels... And me and Fish nearly got run over by a white MPV...That was scary... very very scary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otomen is sooooo cute... I want a boyfriend like Asuka...he is like ideal housewife or house husband. He cooks and cleans (..and promises to be home be seven in the evening.. Mocca ads are catchy.) and sews and fights and is cute to boot. What more can a girl want? I bought the first book today and S.A. book 4 and a oneshot at Com Con today before we went to Granny's house. Oh and I borrowed three books from Granny. This hols sure ain't gonna be boring... XXDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and follow up from Pudding's french menu:&lt;br /&gt;Right now, Apple is launching their newest product, the iBra.&lt;br /&gt;The special edition is shaped like hams and capable of insulting at boob level. Also, the iBra also has pre-recorded features like bloody idiots, bloody fools, I'm gonna kill you. Any insults; you name it, the iBra's got it. It's a whole new trend. jackets that play music, bras that insult. So hurry down and buy yours today. The iBra, Ham edition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owari.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-5538455196527541552?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/5538455196527541552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=5538455196527541552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/5538455196527541552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/5538455196527541552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-sooo-sympathize-with-sadako-or.html' title='I sooo sympathize with Sadako or whatever her name is...'/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-3389754902167825051</id><published>2007-11-05T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T16:51:42.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ITS ALIVE!!!</title><content type='html'>Yes, yes. I know that while the rest of the world have been updating their blogs, mine remained in a comatose state so I shall revive it with my rusty CPR skills!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in case you didn't know, I'll probably burst the lungs of whoever I do CPR on now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, anyway. Today, chem SPA is finally over and as usual, the single digit IQ me made a stooooopid mistake like actually getting 212 for molar mass (no idea how I did that...) Am I stupid or am I stupid? But oh well, finally end of exams for this year. (WATER! WATER!) Not including JLPT though... Haizzz. My brain will probably be fried crispy by the end of this year, assuming I have one anyway....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!!!! I finally possess 3r pictures of the one and only YamaP!!! XD He is soooo cute it should be a crime for anyone to be so freaking cute. All that angsty pouty expression in MY hands!!!! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah hem. We shall overlook my earlier albeit crazy behavior. We had geog field trip last friday and I proposed to Fish like 5 times. &lt;em&gt;But alas, woe is me, for my fair love&lt;/em&gt; ... just looked at me and refused flat out. Actually, it was her birthday that day. I carved out 'tanjoubi omedetogozaimasu' on the sand *nods nods* Then we (me, granny, fish, leaf) went to PP. Kwang and Ting Ke joined us for lunch at KFC where we were shown how sucky customer service in S'pore is. Mildly put, Kwang was super pissed. Then they left and we went to Comics Connection where I bought my YamaP pics, Hellsing 3 and chinese version S.A. 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S.A. is seriously nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on sat, I had math tuition where Daniel showed us some card tricks then we learned vectors and plane geometry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun was terrible. I went for my new chem tuition and I SOOO WANTED TO EITHER, a) RIP HIS TONGUE OUT or b) STRANGLE HIM. Then, mom and grandma got lost, dad got pissed, end of story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, pudding gave Fish a condom that was tested on an African bull elephant before washed and sterilized and packed. Then she put it in an Olay moisturising cream box. I think I nearly died laughing. Oh and I was unbelievably high today (When am I not?)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owari.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-3389754902167825051?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/3389754902167825051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=3389754902167825051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/3389754902167825051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/3389754902167825051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-alive.html' title='ITS ALIVE!!!'/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-6949125607183711908</id><published>2007-10-26T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T18:00:35.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>St. Agnes pudding is 101% crack...</title><content type='html'>Its a little late but on mon, we of MOSSP went to Videoworld for lunch and me and Fish were, as usual, fangirling. Then Pudding said something so freakin hilarious we nearly died laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During EOYs, Fish got SUPER high for Bio so Pudding started calling her mrs Peh. Then on mon when we were fangirling, Pudding, who has this innate ability to jump illogically from Point A to Point D, linked her disparaging of the ONE AND ONLY HIROKI AIBA's eyebrows and Fish's new nickname.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P: Imagine if Fish and Mr Peh were together and watching television, then Fish sees Aiba, "*points* "Aiba!"&lt;br /&gt; Then Mr Peh will go, "*points* Joker!"&lt;br /&gt;(disclaimer: the above situation may not be exactly what happened but I have a shittyterribleshitty memory, so too bad.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMFGROFLMAO!!!!!!!!! (Inside joke people, inside joke...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, St Agnes Pudding is like our daily dose of crack. Add the rest of the MOSSPians and you get Granny-eating-St Agnes Pudding-with-Lemon sauce-and-mint Leaf-while-snaking-on-Anchovies kinda crack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But y'know, sometimes I think MOSSPians' conversations are a bit too...explicit and too much adult contents... If anyone else hears our convos, they'd be pretty shellshocked and wondering what on earth were students learning these days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, we had to sell our guides cookies and WOW!!! I SOLD EVERYONE OF THEOSE FIVE BOXES IN A SINGLE DAY!!! @_@ Is that pro or is that pro? Then I went to Kino with Music Prodigy... Annoying idiot was, as usual, showing off his superior intellectual skills... (Yes you do show off. Don't try to deny.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today was A TOTAL WASTE OF TIME!!!! Only like half the class or less was really cleaning the classroom lor, then they found a lizard. Dunno what happened but the lizard left its tail behind and the other girls were SCREAMING THEIR HEADS OFF...I mean, its just a lizard! And talking about lizards, I remember the time at OBS, I mixed up the word for lizard in my dialect and Malay so I pointed at the lizard we spotted and said very confidantly, "Kachak." Then Sharifah was with me that time I think, she burst out laughing... Apparently, in malay that's 'handsome'... -_-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, our extremelypregnantduetogointolaboranymoment principal appears to be incapable of giving speeches that are short, sweet and straight to the point. It'd be a miracle if she manages to give a speech that lasts five or less minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and did I mention today's the last day of school? But for our poor cohort we have to come back to school for an entire week! With back to back Intensive studies! Talk about a sad sad way to start the hols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sobs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owari.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-6949125607183711908?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/6949125607183711908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=6949125607183711908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/6949125607183711908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/6949125607183711908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2007/10/st-agnes-pudding-is-101-crack.html' title='St. Agnes pudding is 101% crack...'/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-3471888666766270517</id><published>2007-10-23T11:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T13:00:07.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I totally love the Heian period...(kakkoi!!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I finally finished watching Proposal Daisakusen. OMG I totally hated YamaP's chara in that show!!!! He's fine in all his other shows but this particular show really ticked me off. Oh well, at least its over...Maybe I should start watching Shirota's dramas ne?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, new anime I'm watching now is set in the Heian period and its SUPER cool (Sugei Kakkoi!!!) And I think that the word Onmyoji is cool, it reads "Yin Yang Shi" in chinese and the the clothes they wear are cute... Sorta reminded me of Harukanaru show, Abe no Yasuaki. Best of all, this show has loads of cuties too!!! &lt;strike&gt;shamelessly fangirling&lt;/strike&gt; And what the main chara calls his grandfather is tooo cute 'Tanuki Jiji!!!!' (I mean, WTF??? Racoon geezer???) but the monsters look disgusting, just plain disgusting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Right now, I'm very worried about my SPA...I totally suck at it. Especially Bio. And titration. I never EVER get the kind of results I'm supposed to get. Also, I have this impossibly unfathomable habit of not thinking before doing something. So its like almost a given for me to flunk SPA...*dies*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;P.S. Taking JLPT this year and I still dunno shit about forms and sentence patterns so wish me shit loads of luck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Owari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-3471888666766270517?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/3471888666766270517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=3471888666766270517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/3471888666766270517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/3471888666766270517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-totally-love-heian-periodkakkoi.html' title='I totally love the Heian period...(kakkoi!!)'/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-7363230047938864112</id><published>2007-10-19T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T17:05:17.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Sunshine...</title><content type='html'>We watched this really cool show today in the studio called Remembering the Titans, or something like that. It was soooo nice... then this long haired bishie came on scene and kissed the team Captain. &lt;strike&gt;MAJOR NOSEBLEED&lt;/strike&gt; It was soo whacky...then they were exchanging 'Mama' jokes. That show was full of dry humor and pretty sad too... I loved the part where the injured guy deadpanned, "I'm hurt, not dead." XXXXXXD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got our schedules for the extended studies today. *dies* It was enough to make anyone faint. The teachers sure believe in making the best of the time they have. Its like another school week altogether...haizzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, me and Fish went Comics Connection today and I bought a NEWS poster!!! (Go YamaP!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Albeit abrupt but nothing else to say...Ja. Owari.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-7363230047938864112?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/7363230047938864112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=7363230047938864112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/7363230047938864112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/7363230047938864112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2007/10/hey-sunshine.html' title='Hey Sunshine...'/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-2357509038057926842</id><published>2007-10-17T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T17:01:56.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EOYS sucked</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hey, let's do a summary of my terribleshittypathetic grades so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English: A1&lt;br /&gt;A math: C5&lt;br /&gt;Chem: D7&lt;br /&gt;Bio: C5&lt;br /&gt;Comb. Humans: C5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lookie people! Is it shit or is it shit? Haizzz, someone just light the fuse of that cannon over there and blow me into smithereens already.&lt;br /&gt;The greatest blow of all is the Chemistry. Drastic drop from A2 to D7 as well as the first major paper I failed in my entire schooling history. To be frank, i was super upset. But all I can do is just try harder next time ne?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY! Change of topic! My new craze... YamaP!!!! Full name, Yamashita Tomohisa. Born on April 9th 1985. He is sooo cute...especially in his dramas. And his voice is SEXAY!!! Actually, in Nobuta wo Produce, Shuuji and Akira are quite slashable... (Nobuta power, Chuu Nyuu!)(Sei...NOUBTA!!!)(Shuuu-ji-kuun)(Kon.)Go Kusano Akira!!!! You are too cute for words...&lt;br /&gt;Then in Kurosagi, I swear YamaP looks hot in almost anything...except that hippie cleaner disguise...That was...disgusting. But it worked so never mind. Absolutely love the way Kurosaki speaks in a deadpan tone, "Deita." Pet phrases in this show are, Bang (with the hand); Maido Ari; My name is Kurosaki, my occupation, swindling; and one that Fish made up and i found soo darn cute, I will swindle your house (and especially your cat) from you. *DIES* Omigosh, I totally &lt;3 you Fish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saa, Maido Ari!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Owari*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-2357509038057926842?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/2357509038057926842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=2357509038057926842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/2357509038057926842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/2357509038057926842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2007/10/eoys-sucked.html' title='EOYS sucked'/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-7596581525227303973</id><published>2007-10-08T12:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T14:07:27.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I got trashed by someone smaller built than me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Can I shoot myself already? Like please. Yesterday, grading. Then R switched my sparring partner. I was supposed to spar with Nikki but in the end, she sparred with her primary school friend and I sparred with Nikki's sparring partner's original partner. Bloody hell, I felt like I was kicked by a horse. She was that good... Man, I wanna be like her. I seriously underestimated her. She looked all petite and harmless but she can bite. Is it a better thing to have been kicked in the muscle or the bone afterall? If you think of it, being kicked in muscle hurts whenever you walk but the bone only hurts when you touch it. Haizzzz...oh well, I take injuries well I guess...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Change of topic. Kamenashi Kazuya is hot. And he makes a really cute Kindaichi. So now Im watching shows that he appear in like Nobuta wo produce. (OMIGOSH!!!! I LOVE KUSANO AKIRA!!!!) Some guy from NEWS acted Akira, Yamashita something, he ain't that hot but I love his character. I tell you, he's my new role model...Watch it. It is soooo...lame. Just my type of show. Beware Fish, Im so gonna use Akira's behavior as an example...Mehehehehe...Sigh, but he is just sooo adorable...and random just like me. He is also just a little bit crazy. We are so fated...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Random fact, I wanna go Taka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Random fact number two, We're supposed to go baking at Fish's house tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Owari.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-7596581525227303973?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/7596581525227303973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=7596581525227303973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/7596581525227303973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/7596581525227303973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-got-trashed-by-someone-smaller-built.html' title='I got trashed by someone smaller built than me.'/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-5176179121119038554</id><published>2007-09-27T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T14:49:22.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meme</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I found a meme on Kwang's blog so I did it for fun hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List out your Top 5 Birthday Presents Which You Wish For:&lt;br /&gt;A million dollar kino voucher&lt;br /&gt;My very own real life anime bishounen harem&lt;br /&gt;Shirota's photobook&lt;br /&gt;D boys' photobook&lt;br /&gt;Snowboarding trip to Japan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer the following questions:&lt;br /&gt;1. The person who tagged u was:&lt;br /&gt;All hail the Emperor Can't See&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Your relationship with him/her is?&lt;br /&gt;She loves me so much she's in self denial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Your 5 impressions of him/her?&lt;br /&gt;Fellow pervert&lt;br /&gt;Love rival&lt;br /&gt;Fun&lt;br /&gt;Cute&lt;br /&gt;Desperately in love with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Most memorable thing he/she has done for you?&lt;br /&gt;Everything. Existing. Making me laugh my guts and what-not out with teh lamest jokes ever and tickling my funny hentai bone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Most memorable words he/she has said to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;I'm gonna rape you in your sleep&lt;/strike&gt; Can't really remember leh...she said alot of memorable things to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If he/she becomes your lover, you will?&lt;br /&gt;Get rid of all evidence...(mehehehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If he/she becomes your lover, things he/she has to improve on will be?&lt;br /&gt;Not happening but I wish she'd let me play with her hair...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If he/she becomes your enemy, you will?&lt;br /&gt;Kick her ass then go into depression for a while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If he/she becomes your enemy, what would the reason be?&lt;br /&gt;I molest her and her hair too many times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The thing you desire to do most for him/her would be?&lt;br /&gt;Dunno...just did something i felt was really nice, not too long ago...lending her Bleach...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Overall impression of him/her?&lt;br /&gt;Fun person to hang around with and deeeeeeeeeep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. How do you think people around you will feel about you?&lt;br /&gt;One of my favourite phrases, "Insanity is contagious." So probably people around me feel like somehow they should stay away before I corrupt their innocent minds?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. A character trait you love about yourself?&lt;br /&gt;Laughing when there's nothing to laugh about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. A character trait you hate about yourself?&lt;br /&gt;Lack of self restraint...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Person you want to be?&lt;br /&gt;Successful probably. In hotel management. I wanna show the world that males are THE inferior species and that hospitality is not dead in S'pore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Say something to the people who care for you!&lt;br /&gt;Domo arigato gozaimasu. Yoroshiku onegaishimasu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Pass this quiz to 10 people to know what they feel about you.&lt;br /&gt;1. Fish&lt;br /&gt;2. Dai Ling&lt;br /&gt;3. Agnes&lt;br /&gt;4. Imesha&lt;br /&gt;5. Tiky&lt;br /&gt;6. Jess (Hah...I'm making you do this again)&lt;br /&gt;7. Serene&lt;br /&gt;8. Abigail&lt;br /&gt;9. Ting ke&lt;br /&gt;10. Ting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is #6 having a relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;She loves me... so much that she is trying to chase my TTTRRRIIICCCIIIAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is #9 a male or female?&lt;br /&gt;Female lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If #7 and #10 are together, will it be a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;NEVER!!!! I will never let my precious little sis turn les&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about #8 and #5?&lt;br /&gt;Abi is straight, that's for sure. Tiky...not too sure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is #2 studying about?&lt;br /&gt;Same as me!!! Pure bio chem. Geog. Lit elect. Eng. Chi. Math. A math&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last you talked to #3?&lt;br /&gt;TODAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of music does #8 like?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...dunno leh... never asked...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does #1 have any siblings?&lt;br /&gt;Yep her bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you woo #3?&lt;br /&gt;*shakes head vigorously* NEVER. I'm so straight I can be an airport runway. I just don't seem straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about #7?&lt;br /&gt;Ditto. But I like to disturb her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is #4 single?&lt;br /&gt;Leaf is chasing her...trying to smooch her everytime she gets the chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's #5's surname?&lt;br /&gt;Kistune Warlord...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about #10's?&lt;br /&gt;Same as me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4's hobby?&lt;br /&gt;Singing. I swear, she must be a jukebox in her past life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do #5 and #9 get along?&lt;br /&gt;Don't think they even know each other exist...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where does #2 study at?&lt;br /&gt;Home. She says she cannot study with people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say something casual about #1&lt;br /&gt;TTTTTTTTRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIICCCCCCIIIIIIIIIAAAAAA!!!!!! (That says everything)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you tried developing feelings about #8?&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, Im so straight &lt;strike&gt;and that would be letting TTTRRRIIICCCCIIIAAA down&lt;/strike&gt; but I have friendly feelings towards her cuz she's nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where does #9 live?&lt;br /&gt;The fantastic world of Taiwan dramas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are #5 and 1# best friends?&lt;br /&gt;They know each other, don't think they're best friends but they're MY best friends + Leaf+Agnes+Jess and the rest of MOSSP and more....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does #7 like #2?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. Cuz Leaf calls her names...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you get to know #2?&lt;br /&gt;TKGS 3e3 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does #1 have any pets?&lt;br /&gt;I think she has a dog at home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is #7 the sexiest person in the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;She is sexy but TTTTRRRIIIICCCCIIIAAA is teh sexiest... &lt;/strike&gt;meh heh. No comments... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This meme really sticks out like a sore thumb from my emo background...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-5176179121119038554?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/5176179121119038554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=5176179121119038554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/5176179121119038554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/5176179121119038554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2007/09/meme.html' title='Meme'/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-2488452099473406841</id><published>2007-09-26T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T14:54:32.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EOY should die and never ever come back</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chem paper was *!!&amp;amp;^&amp;amp;*#&amp;amp;#%@!#*@&amp;amp;#$#&amp;amp;@$^@*&amp;amp;#^&amp;amp;*@%@^#$@$#^#@^&amp;amp;#%^&amp;amp;*$#%$@!!~*@%&amp;amp;*((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*)^&amp;amp;#^@)__!_~+(&amp;amp;*(&amp;amp;# hard can? And Chinese paper 1? I don't even want to remember there is such a thing called Chinese essays. ~gloom~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I think my head works like this. Empty, then cram, then regurgitate then empty again. Short term retention. So like now, if you asked me what is covalent bonding or about conflict in Northern Ireland, I'd probably give you a blank look that says 'What the hell are you talking about?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So now Im going to unwind and empty my head thoroughly before stuffing Geography and A math in. (^_^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-2488452099473406841?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/2488452099473406841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=2488452099473406841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/2488452099473406841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/2488452099473406841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2007/09/eoy-should-die-and-never-ever-come-back.html' title='EOY should die and never ever come back'/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-3046368731158405963</id><published>2007-09-24T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T16:21:16.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GO YUU CHAN!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Omigosh...Yuu's photobook is out!!!! I WANT!!!!! Ah if only I had the chance and means to support Yuu chan... I reallyreallyreallyreallyreallyreally want... and I really want see him in person...sigh... Never mind, I shall support Shirota Yuu and wish him all the best in his future endeavours....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;(Pure random rubbish from a Shirota Yuu fanatic with the capital F) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-3046368731158405963?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/3046368731158405963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=3046368731158405963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/3046368731158405963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/3046368731158405963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2007/09/go-yuu-chan.html' title='GO YUU CHAN!!!'/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-5518000815628840611</id><published>2007-09-21T15:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T15:40:38.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All hail Emperor Can't See</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lool...EOYs this year are killer papers man...two down, seven more to go....haizzz life really sucks.&lt;br /&gt;English was crap. Didn't know half of what I was writing. Social Studies, more crap. That says everything. And still, I'm not studying...I seriously need to re-psycho myself into study mode. The previous try doesn't seem to work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, today, I nearly split my sides thanks to Kwang... Why is Emperor Kang Xi blind? Because he Can't See...LMAO. Omg, that girl is the Pharoh of lame jokes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yayness, my lovely Fishie's taking the colors award on behalf of C div and Germaine is getting individual colors award...so pro can? (GO FISH!!! GO GERMAINE!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and this is totally irrevelant but I'm coloring the strings again this EOY (^_^) Wish me luck cuz I'll need loads!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-5518000815628840611?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/5518000815628840611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=5518000815628840611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/5518000815628840611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/5518000815628840611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2007/09/all-hail-emperor-cant-see.html' title='All hail Emperor Can&apos;t See'/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-6320075797119066451</id><published>2007-09-13T15:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T15:44:31.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I felt the earth move!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is probably the first time I felt tremors in my life...or so my memory tells me. Anyway, I felt the tremors during first period today. It was pretty awesome...and scary at the same time. What I found ironic was that it was during Geog and Seaweed deviated from waves and coastal landforms to plate tectonics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and today, we got our progress report... The first thing I saw was the score. Then I didn't believe it so I checked the name. Then I checked the score again and checked the name again. That was how shocked I was. I totally didn't think that was my paper and score that I was holding. And we got our CIP records too. Me and Aggie got cheated of 30 hours...loool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, FANGIRLING TIME!!! Fish introduced this Power Ranger like show to me called Gekiranger...LAME. But the guys are sooo cute. Man...who knew that Zukki could look so cute ignoring the fact that he cannot for the life of him sing decently. And ARAKI IS SOOOO SEXY!!!!! Leather so becomes him...and bondage...(snicker...typically MOSSPian)...My absolute fav chara in the show and main antagonist...(A love warrior that fights for Rio sama's love...) Also, rare female chara that I support...(GO MELE!!! Even though I feel super envious over the fact that you get to breathe the same air as Rio sama...) even the protagonist's sidekick is cute... To tenimyu lovers, the cool part was the part where Araki (Inui) faces off with Zukki (Oishi)...if one uses tenimyu sense, Inui would definitely win ne?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(Just to piss Fish off: Sho sha wa Tezuka, Mae sha wa Atobe!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-6320075797119066451?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/6320075797119066451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=6320075797119066451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/6320075797119066451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/6320075797119066451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-felt-earth-move.html' title='I felt the earth move!'/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-433804483234234373</id><published>2007-09-10T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T17:49:04.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>何をまってる　君はいない部屋</title><content type='html'>I love Gravitation songs. They are sooo nice... and Yuki looks so sweet with Shuichi...ecspecially at the end of the OVA and the part where he finds Aizawa for revenge for his 'Shu-chan'...sigh... and Ghost hunt is terribly nice in a scary way... I was crying buckets at File 5. Kenji kun was sooo cute and he died so tragically... sniff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a more serious note, I just realized how much I want to dance again. Then I experience the painful reason why. Its more of a physical limitation that restricts me than an emotional one. I guess I never really did recover from the old injuries. Don't even talk about dancing; just walking hurts sometimes. I feel like a bird with clipped wings, unable to fly, left only with memories that haunt my consciousness.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;*shivers* that was so angsty... someone please just shoot me already...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-433804483234234373?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/433804483234234373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=433804483234234373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/433804483234234373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/433804483234234373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post.html' title='何をまってる　君はいない部屋'/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-8224524031746937557</id><published>2007-08-23T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T21:02:54.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Katsu no wa Seigaku Makeru wa Hyoutei</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't care if it sounds better the other way. Seigaku rocks more. But Hyoutei is pretty interesting too... There, a compromise, Fish? Anyway, I'm trying my hand at a slash fic, AtoJi. My first try, so not sure about skills at slash fics... Frankly, I just say Hyoutei sucks to piss Fish off but Hyoutei is a VERY interesting slash team...I love the Dirty pair, the Silver pair and AtoJi (dunno what pair are they, too lazy to check) then I just got a horrifying thought. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hiyoshi/Kabaji. Pretty scary eh? Then I just read this fic, Hyoutei goes to karaoke joint, Gakuto picks out a duet CD for a dirty song to sing with Yuushi (They ARE called the Dirty pair after all), then Atobe sings another song with Jiroh, they were sharing a mike, and that transvestite just HAD to go interupt their lovey dovey moment by grabbing the mike and saying this, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[quote] “Jiroh and Atobe,” he (Gakuto)announced slowly, flicking the microphone up to max volume. “If you want to make out, please just do so, and stop molesting the innocent third party(microphone).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ROFL. I nearly fell outta my chair man... and I still hate that drag queen. Period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-8224524031746937557?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/8224524031746937557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=8224524031746937557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/8224524031746937557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/8224524031746937557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2007/08/katsu-no-wa-seigaku-makeru-wa-hyoutei.html' title='Katsu no wa Seigaku Makeru wa Hyoutei'/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-2492843839630324667</id><published>2007-08-22T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T19:38:22.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a retard</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I know this is a bit late but hey, excuse me for being a slow retard... First off, I LOVE YOU IXORA!!!! I'll remember this PLIC for the rest of my life... (People, LISTEN UP!!! I'M THE ONLY LEMON THAT'S SWEET!!! THE SWEETEST LEMON EVER!!!) That's what my patrol said of me!!! MEEEEE!!!!! *dies*&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, but they didn't manage to find me even though I hid in a SUPER obvious place!!!! :p Anyways, I'll post the pics later on if i remember or if i have the time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, recently, I've been wondering if the anime characters that i like and are not main characters have reeeaaallly bad luck or what, but more than half of them gets killed off in the middle of the show. And they are mostly the reeaallly cute villains or antiheroes. Like now im watching Black Cat, there's this baddie called Charden, he has loooong blonde hair and blue eyes and he can use blood to kill people. Cool or what? :D But he dies...*cries* Then the really psycho chief baddie is kinda cute too in a psycho way...and and there's this ebil ebil bile bile mad doctor who is also real cute with the specs and perpetual Black Kyouya aura but with evil psyho tendencies like his master. Also, this is one of the rare animes where i like the protagonists. The main chara, this Rurouni Kenshin like guy called Train is a former assassin called Black Cat, Chronos number XIII. Waaay cute. There's loads more cuties in the show but the cute antagonists KEEP dying!!!!! Damn!!! Oh and there's also a rare female chara that i like in Black Cat. She's a little girl named Eve, she's a biomachine and she is soooo friggin adorable!!! Especially the way she puts across sarcastic remarks with a face like an angelic innocent...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saa, I gotta go for taekwondo soon so, ja ne minna san!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-2492843839630324667?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/2492843839630324667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=2492843839630324667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/2492843839630324667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/2492843839630324667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-am-retard.html' title='I am a retard'/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-7255389271310696655</id><published>2007-08-13T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T18:42:58.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>She loves children...roasted in oyster sauce...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As of now, children are officially bad for my health....Everytime we go babysit them, the indignant feelings that just build up inside stirs me from my laziness and literally compels me to blog. Calling them children is waay too mild. This just proves that the maturity rate of adolescents is decreasing by generation like nobody's business. While we had actually taken time off to babysit them and keep them entertained, they just went off to Burger King. And they were sitting on the bench and WATCHING us clear up after them. It was then that I realized that what my sister refers to as my eye power works. I glared at them. Like with all the hatred and rage inside me, trying to incinerate them with my eyes. And they capitulated with act-cute petulant whines. A whole bunch of spoilt brats and idiots. That's all they are. And the teachers aren't helping matters either. They CODDLE the children. Its as if the words 'Discipline' and 'Respect' and 'Gratitude' doesn't exist in their dictionaries, teachers or students. If those little creatures ever join our company, they're in for a rude awakening. I will do my best to make them feel &lt;em&gt;oh so comfortable. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I think I'm masochistically sadistic. I actually like going to babysit those eeejits, getting all infuriated and when my moods goes to extremes, I get all high and mood-swingy. I even think I purposely find fault with them to fuel my anger and tolerating the almost insane, cannibalistic urge to rend them from limb to limb. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am soo sick in the mind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-7255389271310696655?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/7255389271310696655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=7255389271310696655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/7255389271310696655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/7255389271310696655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2007/08/she-loves-childrenroasted-in-oyster.html' title='She loves children...roasted in oyster sauce...'/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-7092700034394910260</id><published>2007-08-06T14:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T15:00:41.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You wanna know what I think? I think I'm allergic to exams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I mean, I get all these wretched symptoms come exams or CAs like sore throat, cough, snifflies, runny nose and the like. One more thing, its waay too many times to be coincidence. Like today, the urge to just rip my nose off or saw it off was OVERWHELMING. And sneezing+time of the month=Nigara falls. That's what happened today during Chemistry paper. I nearly died. And the paper was tough. And I just found out that sulphuric acid was in car batteries and not in the engine.-_-""...HEY!!! That was a last minute answer. Something I scribbled down in  the last few seconds. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh and did I mention that I was unbelievably high today? Probably half the people who met me today was like, 'O-kay...maybe I should stay far away from this person (me)...Insanity is contagious...'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wanna go Kino tomorrow...I wanna buy Vampire Doll before the discount period's over...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm so typically Singaporean...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-7092700034394910260?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/7092700034394910260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=7092700034394910260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/7092700034394910260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/7092700034394910260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2007/08/you-wanna-know-what-i-think-i-think-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-6048004073573233582</id><published>2007-08-03T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T18:52:19.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I. SO. WANTED. TO. SKIN. EVERY. SINGLE. ONE. OF. THOSE. EXASPERATING. BRATS. ALIVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I mean it. My batch weren't exactly model students but compared to them, we're saintly. Spoilt, pampered little eeejits, I tell you. Wolves in sheeps' clothing, devils behind cherubic appearences.... AAAARRRRGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fell asleep in class twice today... then got scolded by loyloy... Well, EXCUSE ME for sleeping at 9 almost every night... I still feel shitty... Woke up with a terribly sore throat this morning....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And what's with the world? FYI, if you haven't noticed, its degenerating. Frankly, I can hardly imagine the world of tomorrow in the hands of our generation but I cannot even bear to think of what it will be like come the later generation. They're THAT bad. So far, I've only known a few promising young ones but the rest are RUBBISH. Period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sheesh...so super annoyed now... and I had to raise my endangered voice just to be noticed...I seriously empathise with Shar and Nikki... *goes back to cursing stupidlittlebratswhodon'tknowhowtolisten*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-6048004073573233582?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/6048004073573233582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=6048004073573233582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/6048004073573233582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/6048004073573233582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2007/08/i.html' title=''/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-2097131829780929966</id><published>2007-08-02T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T18:39:04.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I feel terrible. Like OMG SO FRIGGIN SUCKY!!! My lungs are gonna come out, followed by my pulmonary vein then my aorta, superior and inferior vena cava, right atrium, right ventricle, left atrium, left ventricle, median speptum and the rest of the stuff that lies in my chest. (Hey I DO listen in Bio...)*Dies*&lt;br /&gt;And I haven't studied for Geog yet!!!! (Yes Fish, I actually had the intention of studying. Emphasis on the word HAD.) Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese music video was side-spiltting, mildly put. Leaf fast forwarded the recording so we all had Bart sounding voices. Too funny. And I got one mark lower than Leaf in Chinese!!! *dances around crazily*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Tiky got beaten up on stage today! I just couldn't stop laughing...still smothering my laughter now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haizzzz...alrighty. Updated. Wish me luck people...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-2097131829780929966?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/2097131829780929966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=2097131829780929966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/2097131829780929966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/2097131829780929966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-feel-terrible.html' title=''/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-8767822650804209079</id><published>2007-07-17T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T18:44:05.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Special!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Heya peeps. Long time no see. And now.... A post about my room!!!! *Applause*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, a few pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i73.photobucket.com/albums/i224/lemon_cola0426/DSC00543-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Bed!!! I absolutely love my bed maaan. I mean its like my refuge and sanctuary and I love my bed. Especially in the mornings. I just don't wanna get out somehow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i73.photobucket.com/albums/i224/lemon_cola0426/DSC00544.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study Table! Messy. Predictable. If it wasn't messy, someone must have cleared it for me. And my sis says it ain't that messy actually. It was messier ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i73.photobucket.com/albums/i224/lemon_cola0426/DSC00546.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study Table and Cupboard and that's my guitar at the top of my cupboard, safely out of the way and left to gather dust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i73.photobucket.com/albums/i224/lemon_cola0426/DSC00547.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY CUPBOARD!!!! &lt;3&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i73.photobucket.com/albums/i224/lemon_cola0426/DSC00548.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my lovely collection of random manga =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i73.photobucket.com/albums/i224/lemon_cola0426/DSC00549.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, I've got the three volumes of SuperPsychic Nanaki and Fruits Basket...Yuki rocks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i73.photobucket.com/albums/i224/lemon_cola0426/DSC00550.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouran High Host Club, Blaue Rosen and W Juliet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i73.photobucket.com/albums/i224/lemon_cola0426/DSC00551.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite, Godchild, Never Give Up and Vampire Game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And That's all folks! Hope it was just a little coherent, Fishie! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-8767822650804209079?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/8767822650804209079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=8767822650804209079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/8767822650804209079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/8767822650804209079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2007/07/special.html' title='Special!!!'/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-3100939989786381354</id><published>2007-06-11T14:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T14:49:36.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gCluin tú mo ghlór 'tá ag cur do thuairisc'&lt;br /&gt;Ó mhaidin go nóin is as sin go deireadh lae?&lt;br /&gt;Éist, a stór, tá ceol ar an ngaoth&lt;br /&gt;Is casfar le chéile sinn roimh dhul faoi don ghrian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you hear my voice that's asking for you&lt;br /&gt;From dawn till noon and then to day's end?&lt;br /&gt;Listen my love, music is on the wind&lt;br /&gt;And we will meet before the sun goes down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shiúlas i bhfad is do shamhail ní fhaca&lt;br /&gt;Ba mhór é mo bhrón is ba mhinic mé faoi néal&lt;br /&gt;Éist, a stór, tá ceol ar an ngaoth&lt;br /&gt;Is casfar le chéile sinn roimh dhul faoi don ghrian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long I walked and saw not your image&lt;br /&gt;My sorrow was great and my sky often dark&lt;br /&gt;Listen my love, music is on the wind&lt;br /&gt;And we will meet before the sun goes down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently read this book called The Hunter's Moon and I saw this Irish song, Éist, a stór, in the book along with the translations. I just found the meaning of the song very nice so I posted it here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-3100939989786381354?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/3100939989786381354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=3100939989786381354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/3100939989786381354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/3100939989786381354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2007/06/gcluin-t-mo-ghlr-t-ag-cur-do-thuairisc.html' title=''/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-4179305780046017252</id><published>2007-05-15T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T20:54:15.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I guess I do care after all...</title><content type='html'>Today has been absolutely miserable. Three Cs. And being the stupid person I am, I had walked out of the exam hall thinking that it wasn't so bad afterall. I think my facade is dropping. I have shed a few tears. Of frustration, exasperation, disappointment or dejection, I don't know. Frankly, I think I'd be a truly happier person if I knew what goes on up there half the time.&lt;br /&gt;What on earth am I doing? I really don't know and the folks aren't exactly helping. Why do people seem to thrive on my -&lt;br /&gt;Forget it. The whole world seems against me today. Even inanimate objects. I still have a hell lot of things left undone. When will I complete them? People ain't helping either. I wanna scream and shout and trash things. But most of all, I want to cry. Cry myself a river or bawl my eyes out, anything. Why can't I cry? I should feel better. Or better still, I wanna sleep. Sleep and the world will seem better, even for a short while.&lt;br /&gt;My beloved patrol members, understand that I am trying my best even though I know I am not freaking good enough nor will I ever be. I am clearest about my abilities and this is waaay out of that pathetic range. If you guys would cooperate, maybe I won't just break down in front of every body. Maybe I would go hide in some obscure corner and sleep and pretend every thing never existed. I don't have what it takes and the person who has what it takes is busy with her other appointment so you'll just have to bear with me for the rest of this year. You guys are lucky, I have to bear with myself for the rest of my life and that is a bleak future. And screw CCA points. I wish I never existed. That I am just some fictionous character. So I'll never have to experience reality. I do care after all. And that's what makes me miserable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-4179305780046017252?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/4179305780046017252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=4179305780046017252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/4179305780046017252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/4179305780046017252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-guess-i-do-care-after-all.html' title='I guess I do care after all...'/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-4438412180080796454</id><published>2007-05-05T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T18:42:48.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I FEEL SO HAPPY!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;First of all, I wanna express my infinite gratitude to Each-A-Cup PP. THANK YOU VERY MUCH!!!! I finally found my beloved wallet....I nearly died of anxiety... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was like,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Um, did you see a black wallet here last week?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then they were like, yeah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was so happy when I saw that chinese character for 6 on that familiar tattered black wallet. I could have died... Then it was like reuniting with my wallet gave me a HUGE energy boost...I was running all over the place with a goofy grin on my face... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh and anyway... Jap class was as usual, uneventful but tuition was sooo hilarious... Pei Fang was a bit off her rockers today. I have to say, a crazy Pei Fang is worse than 5 normal Chun Xis and that's saying a lot. Then she confessed something that made us all go 'What the?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PF:Hey, you know, I always found the MM scary...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Rest of the class (excluding lone male and gay teacher): HUH?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PF: I mean, his eyes are scary and he looks like a mosquito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(At this moment, Chun Xi falls over.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Rest of the class (excluding lone male and gay teacher again) : 0.0'''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CX: If you say he looks like a monkey, yea I can see why but a mosquito?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Me: Don't mosquitos have the loooong sucking thingy on their faces? The MM don't have leh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CX (going totally out of point) : Eh our bio book got picture of mosquito leh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Me: So not relevant to current topic under discussion now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh and not-so-important point: Me and CX took at least 6 videos of said gay teacher...watch out for it under DSC on youtube!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-4438412180080796454?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/4438412180080796454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=4438412180080796454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/4438412180080796454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/4438412180080796454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-feel-so-happy.html' title='I FEEL SO HAPPY!!!!'/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-7111021369391570385</id><published>2007-05-02T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T18:39:21.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This mid year just can't get any worse...can it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ARGH! It just went downhill from the very beginning and I STILL have no inclination to study! Even the exams are almost over... ah well... better go photocopy my chemistry notes, burn them, put the ashes in water and drink it. If this doesn't work... I'll just get a bad stomach upset and not be able to go to school. Or put my notes on my head when I sleep and let diffusion take place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm rambling. I just realized. Haizzz...gotta stop crapping and use active transport to memorise the stuff. SEE! I am studying! No, actually, I took that paper already so it doesn't count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn...the lack of sleep is getting to me...after three nights of incessant rain and the stupid bamboo blinds thwacking against the window, I look like a panda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder I'm rambling...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-7111021369391570385?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/7111021369391570385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=7111021369391570385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/7111021369391570385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/7111021369391570385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2007/05/this-mid-year-just-cant-get-any.html' title='This mid year just can&apos;t get any worse...can it?'/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-1140481339259993431</id><published>2007-04-29T18:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T19:04:16.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I really yak a lot...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I never knew man... Not until I read Fish's post that I realized...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno... but to me, I think I'm pretty quiet. With unfamiliar people anyway... But we DID study, Fish... fine, maybe not a lot... perhaps we did talk more than look at the text book... but its still studying! ...right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well...we'll be thrust back into co-ed environment in two years so let's enjoy these few moments without guys! And these few precious moments of not being dwarfed by members of the opposite sex... (why do they grow so much anyway huh?)&lt;br /&gt;I'll bet guys are not scared of millipedes in their hair anymore...not that there is a ready supply of them at the moment (guys or creepy crawlies)... And I probably won't be able to drag a guy from the library by the collar anymore...Haizzz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-1140481339259993431?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/1140481339259993431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=1140481339259993431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/1140481339259993431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/1140481339259993431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-really-yak-lot_9752.html' title='I really yak a lot...'/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-3891314193039299571</id><published>2007-04-19T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T18:21:22.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY SCHOOL SUCKS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dear school, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wanna know something? YOU SUCK! Instead of wasting money on not-so-important stuff, you could get more important things like maybe, LOCKERS!!! What's the friggin deal, making us lug boxes of stuff home at the beginning of exams? And why can't you cut down on paper usage and save the trees and our poor aching arms? Maybe if you were getting lockers, more people would donate but NO!! You're just gonna waste it on things that YOU want, not what WE want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yours sincerely, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A pissed off student who longs to blow you up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(I'm just mad ok?...fine, not just mad. Maybe extremelyfrustratedandtiredandbearingahugegrudgeagainstSTUPIDschoolauthorities only.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-3891314193039299571?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/3891314193039299571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=3891314193039299571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/3891314193039299571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/3891314193039299571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-school-sucks.html' title='MY SCHOOL SUCKS'/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-3762045842274998113</id><published>2007-04-17T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T16:27:10.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To a friend who has suffered a great disappointment</title><content type='html'>I heard about it and I know you're feeling terrible. So this post is for you even though you don't blog. Don't pressurize yourself too much. What's done is done. You made your choice, you didn't regret it then, don't freaking start to regret it now. Have you any idea how worried your friends are for you? How hard they tried not to make you feel the way you're feeling now. So get a grip. The world hasn't ended because you left and they didn't get gold with honors. If you insist on blaming yourself, will you cease only when everyone blames you as well? Will you feel better, will the guilt lift? If it will, tell them. Tell them to blame you to make you feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm terrible at comforting people. But I still hope you will understand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-3762045842274998113?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/3762045842274998113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=3762045842274998113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/3762045842274998113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/3762045842274998113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2007/04/to-friend-who-has-suffered-great.html' title='To a friend who has suffered a great disappointment'/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-2477269842054171952</id><published>2007-04-13T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T18:55:18.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I GIVE UP!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I freaking give up already. You JUST HAD TO GET INTO A CAKE FIGHT! AND WITH YOUR JUNIORS! Where's your sense of responsibility as patrol second? And the WORST part was that I had to clear up after you. As if I wasn't pissed enough already. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On a lighter note however, The speech went without a hitch and was pretty smooth. All thanks to the CLs and the ACLs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I nearly died laughing when I handed Atiqah her gift. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Hey, Atiqah, I got you a vibrator as promised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(Gift was vibrating)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Atiqah:&lt;/strong&gt; OMIGOSH! You actually went and bought it? How did you buy it? Were you wearing your uniforms?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me &lt;/strong&gt;(grinning like an idiot): Just open it and see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Atiqah&lt;/strong&gt; (suspicious): I don't wanna open it...so disgusting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Open it lah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Atiqah:&lt;/strong&gt; (opens it carefully and slowly)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She sees the box and the words, 'Turtle massager' or something like that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We all start laughing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After the whole thing, I attended my first ever COH. Then after she said the stuff bout role model, I didn't jay-walk for the first time in a loong time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Talk about inspirational...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-2477269842054171952?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/2477269842054171952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=2477269842054171952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/2477269842054171952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/2477269842054171952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-give-up.html' title='I GIVE UP!'/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-9189072502392239131</id><published>2007-04-10T14:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T14:57:39.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today, Tas said that I cried during OBS. I really don't remember! What I do remember is that a lot of people cried on the third morning but I'm sure I didn't cried. Really sure! I remember a bee buzzing round someone's head. I also recall twisting my ankle and falling before the trek that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm very sure I didn't cry. Or did I? My memory isn't reliable at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today, a part of me kept saying, 'I don't wanna be patrol leader' And the responsible side of me went and kicked my lazy ass. Yeesh...the trials of having multiple personalities. Well, after the farewell meeting during recess, I was damn hungry. And through all the internal conflict between my various personalities as well as the constant reminders from my stomach, I went and sprained my leg. I WASN'T EVEN ON THE STAIRS! I was just walking briskly. Then I stopped. Then I put my weight on my left foot hesitantly. Then the sharp pain that followed confirmed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The extent of my clumsiness amazes me sonetimes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-9189072502392239131?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/9189072502392239131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=9189072502392239131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/9189072502392239131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/9189072502392239131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2007/04/today-tas-said-that-i-cried-during-obs.html' title=''/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-9145712024701482342</id><published>2007-04-09T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T16:31:05.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The original cast of Phantom of the Opera suck</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Seriously man...the original cast recording sounds terrible. The Phantom's voice is too high, too thin and Christine sounds just like Carlotta so what is the friggin difference? I feel cheated of my money...well, my dad's anyway but still. Even he said that it sounded terrible. I felt that the cast that performed here recently and the cast of the movie were better. Anyway, this whole post is just my opinion so if you disagree, it ain't any of my business&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-9145712024701482342?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/9145712024701482342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=9145712024701482342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/9145712024701482342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/9145712024701482342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2007/04/original-cast-of-phantom-of-opera-suck.html' title='The original cast of Phantom of the Opera suck'/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-4908225541936687233</id><published>2007-04-09T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T15:00:32.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMFG???!!! It's the end of world!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It is unbelievable. Absolutely impossible to comprehend. Although this post is a little late, who cares...Any way, the thing is this: My sister won a competition. That alone is practically out of this world. My usually unept, timid little sister won Best First Aid with her team. And when she came home that day, she was almost floating. Skipping around like a friggin Duracell bunny in her ridiculously large shirt that makes her look like she's not wearing pants and socks. Maybe I'm jealous...but then again, she might have won only because of her group members. Nah...I ain't that bad. I'm probably just jealous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-4908225541936687233?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/4908225541936687233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=4908225541936687233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/4908225541936687233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/4908225541936687233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2007/04/omfg-its-end-of-world.html' title='OMFG???!!! It&apos;s the end of world!'/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-5966313683884184802</id><published>2007-04-05T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T21:46:35.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So after countless urges to udate my currently dead blog(may it rest in peace), I have decided to update but not the commonly known (and stone dead) one but this blog and lets see who can actually find this blog other than my dearest Tiky. Anyway, life has been pretty ordinary and boring except that a whole new class, new classmates, new subjects and maybe new mindsets. I am actually trying to show that responsible side of me that I never knew existed. And there has been proof that it exists which shocks the hell out of me. Enough bout that for now. Let's switch topic. I actually did fairly well for the first term! Which is another shocking revelation. Meaning I didn't get a whole bunch of Cs and only a couple of Bs and As. At times I feel like I'm in the middle of a whirlwind and things are moving swiftly beyond my comprehension. Other times, I feel like time just can't go any faster than an old snail crawling at a frustrating slowness. I think I'm gradually becoming normal but that's only me. Who knows, to the rest of the world, I maybe losing even more of my marbles. I like my new batch of juniors, they're kinda cute and I think they like me. Another strange happening. What a queer year 2007 is turning out to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-5966313683884184802?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/5966313683884184802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=5966313683884184802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/5966313683884184802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/5966313683884184802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2007/04/so-after-countless-urges-to-udate-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-116824108413727779</id><published>2007-01-08T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T15:24:44.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fuck this place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I lost my seat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm giving up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She's full of shit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Where's my book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I just wanna read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(To the tune of Dysentery Gary)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, in short, she changed me seat. Me cherished window/corridor seat. She moved me to the row in front of the teacher's table. I hate her. I got monsters for both maths. They make me puke. Later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-116824108413727779?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/116824108413727779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=116824108413727779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/116824108413727779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/116824108413727779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2007/01/fuck-this-place-i-lost-my-seat-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-116539825629004207</id><published>2006-12-06T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T17:45:05.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The question is not if I am insane but when will it be freed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can feel my madness banked within a corner of my mind, crying to be released. Even around those I love and respect, a facade is all they see. A product of my insanity, tightly coiled and ready to spring out. One day, it will free itself and run amok, to create a world for that very madness, perhaps one of white padded walls. Who knows....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-116539825629004207?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/116539825629004207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=116539825629004207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/116539825629004207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/116539825629004207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2006/12/question-is-not-if-i-am-insane-but.html' title='The question is not if I am insane but when will it be freed.'/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-116348066152903596</id><published>2006-11-14T12:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T13:04:21.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Godchild..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Gothic lolita. I thought I would never ever like anything with lolita-ness. But Godchild is so addicting. There's loads of blood, killing, revenge and most importantly, a gothic bishie and his faithful bishie servant. Poison isn't exactly to my taste but the way Cain does it makes it look really cool and efficient. And his eloquence is something I admire. Though I was kind of hoping for some bishie on bishie smut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In that city shrouded in fog...There is no mercy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;     Innocent soul inside your prison that spews forth smoke and cries out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dye your holy book crimson!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;     And go forth into oblivion....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;           Smiling at Death's hollow kiss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-116348066152903596?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/116348066152903596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=116348066152903596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/116348066152903596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/116348066152903596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2006/11/godchild.html' title='Godchild..'/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-116132094318708602</id><published>2006-10-20T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T13:09:03.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss dance...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nostalgic. That was what I felt when I watched that video. I felt envious of the softball team, wanted a place where I could belong again and happily quarrel with my teacher again.&lt;br /&gt;Heartache. It was like a pain in my chest. I felt that I could never dance again. Without my friends, the music, the costumes, the props and the rhythm.&lt;br /&gt;I even miss that old smoking windbag of a dance instructor I had. The arguments, the shouting, the insults and the tears. I miss my teachers-in-charge. To them, I was this uber hyper girl child with behavior that bordered on insanity. I miss the stage, the audience, the competitions. I truly felt like I belonged, that I wasn't an outcast.&lt;br /&gt;Now, things will never be the same again. I shrink away from the others and try to make myself as invisible as possible. I sit all alone and reminisce the fun times I had in dance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sometimes with tears and a sad smile. What bittersweet memories they were.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-116132094318708602?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/116132094318708602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=116132094318708602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/116132094318708602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/116132094318708602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-miss-dance.html' title='I miss dance...'/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-115900894669737210</id><published>2006-09-23T18:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T18:56:13.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love Anime!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Seriously, I'm crazy over Japanese anime. I just splurged like 29.90 on the vcd of Tactics and I don't feel the pinch but instead satisfaction like when I watch a really good anime and its like "HARUKA RAWKS!!!!!" Yep. A headlong plunge into darkness. Quoted from Ouran High Host Club. Describing Kyoya. "KYOYA RAWKS!!!!!" This is a really rare happy moment for me. Feel glad for me. Peace. And then its back to the exams blues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-115900894669737210?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/115900894669737210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=115900894669737210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/115900894669737210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/115900894669737210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-love-anime.html' title='I Love Anime!!!!!'/><author><name>Lemon</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-34606848.post-115857104430882750</id><published>2006-09-18T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T16:38:05.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry but its for the best</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You may feel sad but its all for the best, really. I wish you the best and to reach your fullest potential. Well, actually, I was thinking ahead. We had a glorious one and a half year together but we will be separated next year. I know it. Because you're special. In ways that I'm not and I don't want us to keep relying on the presence of each other. So I drifted away. Now its going the way I planned. We'll still be friends after that clean break. But I hope you won't treat me like how you did E. Love, your ex lover, citrus commando, best friend but still someone who cares a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34606848-115857104430882750?l=childofthedarknight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/feeds/115857104430882750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34606848&amp;postID=115857104430882750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/115857104430882750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34606848/posts/default/115857104430882750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://childofthedarknight.blogspot.com/2006/09/sorry-but-its-for-best.html' title='Sorry but its for the best'/><author><name>Lemon</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></feed>
