<?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-6033252902178493974</id><updated>2012-02-17T05:53:07.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-BAKANISHIx3 (:</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joda--que.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033252902178493974/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joda--que.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>亀の妻</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>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033252902178493974.post-2987855537122147992</id><published>2008-11-12T12:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T09:47:52.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blog a short post before I leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6033252902178493974-2987855537122147992?l=joda--que.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joda--que.blogspot.com/feeds/2987855537122147992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6033252902178493974&amp;postID=2987855537122147992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033252902178493974/posts/default/2987855537122147992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033252902178493974/posts/default/2987855537122147992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joda--que.blogspot.com/2008/11/yay_12.html' title=''/><author><name>亀の妻</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-6033252902178493974.post-8780872936287485277</id><published>2008-11-12T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T12:37:11.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay.&lt;br /&gt;Blog a short post before I leave.&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;Bye. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6033252902178493974-8780872936287485277?l=joda--que.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joda--que.blogspot.com/feeds/8780872936287485277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6033252902178493974&amp;postID=8780872936287485277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033252902178493974/posts/default/8780872936287485277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033252902178493974/posts/default/8780872936287485277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joda--que.blogspot.com/2008/11/yay.html' title=''/><author><name>亀の妻</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-6033252902178493974.post-8139007711966890610</id><published>2008-11-11T14:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T14:49:25.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haha, okay.&lt;br /&gt;I'll reply Darkie's tag first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------Start Darkie's Tag Reply----------&lt;br /&gt;Okay, maybe it's not.&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit, I didn't really read the whole post, I just got the jist of it.&lt;br /&gt;:x&lt;br /&gt;Gah, as I've told you, your "I'm okay" &lt;s&gt;does&lt;/s&gt; is &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;NOT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; promising at all.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, just try to get over it. :x&lt;br /&gt;I've known you longer than 8 months.&lt;br /&gt;:x&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I've known you for 8x2 months. :x&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;But just try to cheer up, yeah?&lt;br /&gt;:x&lt;br /&gt;----------End Darkie's Tag Reply----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohgod, I am so spastic.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Imma talk about my highlight extensions!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, and I am not Pim's friend anymore.&lt;br /&gt;xP&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; but they didn't have red.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;Those "funky" colours were light purple, pink and purpleblue.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know the damned name of that colour.&lt;br /&gt;I looks abit like dark purple, and a little bit like blue.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;So then they had those natural hair colours; those lighter than mine.&lt;br /&gt;So I choose the one that's not that obvious.&lt;br /&gt;And one light purple.&lt;br /&gt;So the hairdresser put a few at the back and side, he put one purple somewhere near the ear; above it.&lt;br /&gt;And one more lighter-than-my-hair-colour on my fringe.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Blah.&lt;br /&gt;He used this ring thing to put it in.&lt;br /&gt;-_-&lt;br /&gt;It does hurt, at times.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what the hell is the ring made out of.&lt;br /&gt;It better not be metal.&lt;br /&gt;I do &lt;b&gt;NOT&lt;/b&gt; want rust on my head.&lt;br /&gt;Ew.&lt;br /&gt;I love my hair okay.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Then after that.&lt;br /&gt;I think it cost $120 altogether?&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;On the way home, my mother kept complaining that I spent so much of her money blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;I was so annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;I kept telling her to get over it.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Whateverrr.&lt;br /&gt;And then when I got home, my sister said I looked werid cause of that purple thing.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I don't really care~&lt;br /&gt;Oh yay!&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving for China tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Hoho.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;That &lt;s&gt;stupid, &lt;i&gt;nabei&lt;/i&gt; and idiotic&lt;/s&gt; cousin will come and disturb me again.&lt;br /&gt;When I went there in June, he kept making &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; finger prints on MY laptop.&lt;br /&gt;I was damned pissed; I pushed him out of the room and locked the door.&lt;br /&gt;And I forgot to take the key out.&lt;br /&gt;-_-&lt;br /&gt;Then he opened it and came in again.&lt;br /&gt;Then 5 minutes later, it was dinner!&lt;br /&gt;I finished it MUCH earlier than him.&lt;br /&gt;I went in, took the key, and locked it.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;And for once, my mother didn't ask me to open it.&lt;br /&gt;She didn't scold me either.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;And I was lucky my sister was not there.&lt;br /&gt;If not, SHE would scold me like: Oh, yada yada yada, he's your cousin yada yada yada. He's younger than you blah blah blah. You should treat him nicely blahblahblah.&lt;br /&gt;And when I scream back telling her what he's done and how annoying he his, she'll be like: Can't you just forgive him yada yada yada. He's so young yada yada yada.&lt;br /&gt;She keeps using "He's so young/he is still young" as some factor to kill me.&lt;br /&gt;I do NOT give a &lt;s&gt;fck&lt;/s&gt; damn if he's young or old.&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when people disturb me, and when they go overboard.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, he goes too overboard, I just get pissed off.&lt;br /&gt;And yadayadayada, my sister scolds me for that.&lt;br /&gt;Annoying person.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever!&lt;br /&gt;Gah, I'm supposed to pack my luggage after this.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I will.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;And my mother told me to write something about my hair extensions &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;IN CHINESE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;She knows I suck at Chinese and she's still making me do it.&lt;br /&gt;"It helps you improve your Chinese"&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, it gives you the chance to scream at me more.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I think I'll just use Google Translate.&lt;br /&gt;:x&lt;br /&gt;And then copy it down on paper.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;Byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Update @ @2:48: The Google translate sounds wrong, so I guess I will HAVE to write it myself.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about it in CHINESE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6033252902178493974-8139007711966890610?l=joda--que.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joda--que.blogspot.com/feeds/8139007711966890610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6033252902178493974&amp;postID=8139007711966890610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033252902178493974/posts/default/8139007711966890610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033252902178493974/posts/default/8139007711966890610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joda--que.blogspot.com/2008/11/haha-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>亀の妻</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-6033252902178493974.post-4458736520945887337</id><published>2008-11-10T17:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T17:21:09.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;My mother just called and told me to get ready.&lt;br /&gt;:DDD&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna get my highlight extensions!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I asked around.&lt;br /&gt;All said red.&lt;br /&gt;Except &lt;i&gt;someone&lt;/i&gt; who said,"none".&lt;br /&gt;I decided to ignore that.&lt;br /&gt;Hoho. :D&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I go le.&lt;br /&gt;Byebye.&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;{This post is so full of crap, no damned meaning at all.}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6033252902178493974-4458736520945887337?l=joda--que.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joda--que.blogspot.com/feeds/4458736520945887337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6033252902178493974&amp;postID=4458736520945887337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033252902178493974/posts/default/4458736520945887337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033252902178493974/posts/default/4458736520945887337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joda--que.blogspot.com/2008/11/yay-d-my-mother-just-called-and-told-me.html' title=''/><author><name>亀の妻</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-6033252902178493974.post-1981653598151107863</id><published>2008-11-10T09:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T09:42:20.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay.&lt;br /&gt;I am going to blog in ENGLISH today.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;And YAY! It's raining!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;Whoo.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to get highlight extentions on Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;After school.&lt;br /&gt;I finishi at 10.30 so..&lt;br /&gt;Blah.&lt;br /&gt;I'll go in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;Heh.&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of light green and yellow.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;If not then just red.&lt;br /&gt;I still don't know which one!&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;I shall ask around.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and, DARKIE.&lt;br /&gt;If you are reading this, cheer up, okay?&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;Just try saying sorry to your friend or something? :x&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I know I'm not much of a help, but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;{Read his blog if you want to find out what happened; I linked him.}&lt;br /&gt;Gah.&lt;br /&gt;So.&lt;br /&gt;It's confirmed, the day after I do my extensions, I'm going to China.&lt;br /&gt;To celebrate my Grandmother's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;I WANT THE KAT-TUN WHITE X'MAS CD!&lt;br /&gt;IT'S A DAMNED LIMITED EDITION!&lt;br /&gt;NOO.&lt;br /&gt;I hope it comes out in Hong Kong so I can buy it during my Aunt's wedding.&lt;br /&gt;TT.&lt;br /&gt;Or even better, in SINGAPORE!&lt;br /&gt;I know HMV sells their CDs.&lt;br /&gt;TT&lt;br /&gt;I hope HMV sells Hey! Say! JUMP's CDs too.&lt;br /&gt;GAH!&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm going to watch my Cartoon KAT-TUN.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;Byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6033252902178493974-1981653598151107863?l=joda--que.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joda--que.blogspot.com/feeds/1981653598151107863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6033252902178493974&amp;postID=1981653598151107863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033252902178493974/posts/default/1981653598151107863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033252902178493974/posts/default/1981653598151107863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joda--que.blogspot.com/2008/11/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>亀の妻</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-6033252902178493974.post-8786355777384428140</id><published>2008-11-09T10:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T10:23:52.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, I am going to blog in Japanese today, and I don't care if you understand it or not. :x&lt;br /&gt;Use a damned translator if you want to.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ああ！ 私は最終的にどこかが私のマンガKAT 'Sさん、チュニジアを見ることができますが見つかりました。 私は、ウェブサイト大好き！ ハハ。 私は真剣に退屈しています。 私はこれで完了した後、午前朝食を取りに行く必要がある。 と私はピカピカ2 ' KAT 'Sさんの歌'愛-チュニジア。 ： D 私は、私の夫を意味する。 母。 私はこのように翻訳されていないと気づいたんだ。 正しいですか？ 私は言葉を使用するのか分からない。 -.- 私は真剣に退屈している！ 私は私の朝食を持ち出すつもりですよ。 KAT 'Sさんとマンガ-チュニジアを監視します。 ハハ。 私について書くことだった：私は再び退屈している。 -.- まあ、たぶん私は午前真剣に退屈している。 しかし、もし私は入力は、退屈される投稿してください。 ハハ。 ハハ。 -.- 私は遅延音。 声を出して笑う。 がーん、私は朝食を取得し、カートゥーンKAT 'Sさんは、すでにチュニジアを見るんだ。 不戦不戦&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6033252902178493974-8786355777384428140?l=joda--que.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joda--que.blogspot.com/feeds/8786355777384428140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6033252902178493974&amp;postID=8786355777384428140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033252902178493974/posts/default/8786355777384428140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033252902178493974/posts/default/8786355777384428140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joda--que.blogspot.com/2008/11/okay-i-am-going-to-blog-in-japanese.html' title=''/><author><name>亀の妻</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-6033252902178493974.post-7726280602376155407</id><published>2008-11-07T14:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T15:03:37.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0HugA-8_k3M/SRPnydQWY9I/AAAAAAAAAWs/Hc29fUfKwMc/s1600-h/YamadaRyosuke066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265807243358921682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0HugA-8_k3M/SRPnydQWY9I/AAAAAAAAAWs/Hc29fUfKwMc/s400/YamadaRyosuke066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found a new husband :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His picture is up there. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's only fifteen this year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;He's cho kawaii la!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I swear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;X.X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, I am BORED.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Byebye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going to watch Prince of Tennis again. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;byebye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6033252902178493974-7726280602376155407?l=joda--que.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joda--que.blogspot.com/feeds/7726280602376155407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033252902178493974.post-2807662645219583980</id><published>2008-11-04T13:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T14:18:48.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello!&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I found a new show to watch!&lt;br /&gt;At first I thought Kame was in it.&lt;br /&gt;Butttt.&lt;br /&gt;He was not.&lt;br /&gt;But the show is nice.&lt;br /&gt;(o.o)&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I am darn bored.&lt;br /&gt;Blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;Did glass painting in school today.&lt;br /&gt;We painted a glass cup.&lt;br /&gt;I actually outlined and painted my flower already, but then later I painted black over it.&lt;br /&gt;So from inside the cup, y' can see the flower.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Anythingggggg!&lt;br /&gt;I downloaded my husbands' songs yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, there were so many songs I didn't have!&lt;br /&gt;God, I can't believe it.&lt;br /&gt;What kind of wife am I.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Yay, think positive;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the best wife.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever,whatever.&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6033252902178493974-2807662645219583980?l=joda--que.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joda--que.blogspot.com/feeds/2807662645219583980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6033252902178493974&amp;postID=2807662645219583980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033252902178493974/posts/default/2807662645219583980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033252902178493974/posts/default/2807662645219583980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joda--que.blogspot.com/2008/11/hello-okay-i-found-new-show-to-watch-at.html' title=''/><author><name>亀の妻</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-6033252902178493974.post-4411658886419239799</id><published>2008-11-01T15:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T16:47:00.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lalala.</title><content type='html'>Okay.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I just came back from buying bubble tea.&lt;br /&gt;o.o&lt;br /&gt;Okay, it was like forever since I drank and bought bubble tea.&lt;br /&gt;Gah, I am so bored.&lt;br /&gt;I am done watching those episodes where Shugo Chara is SUBBED.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not watching those which are not subbed.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I am sooo in love with Jin and Kamee!&lt;br /&gt;xP&lt;br /&gt;Call me mad, I don't caree.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I've got nothing to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6033252902178493974-4411658886419239799?l=joda--que.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joda--que.blogspot.com/feeds/4411658886419239799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6033252902178493974&amp;postID=4411658886419239799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033252902178493974/posts/default/4411658886419239799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033252902178493974/posts/default/4411658886419239799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joda--que.blogspot.com/2008/11/lalala.html' title='lalala.'/><author><name>亀の妻</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-6033252902178493974.post-6641484287009683489</id><published>2008-11-01T10:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T10:48:12.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>b-l-a-h.</title><content type='html'>Hello people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever I am doing.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Must really thank Darkie for yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Okay. So. Thank you Darkie.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Cause yesterday, my aunt told asked me if I wanted to go to her house for a party.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;I'm like what party?&lt;br /&gt;She said she dunno.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;So I took my laptop and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Then I suddenly thought I could sleepover there.&lt;br /&gt;Yah, so anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Then we walked to her house.&lt;br /&gt;And there was this banner saying: Happy Birthday Steph!&lt;br /&gt;Steph, is my cousin, Jonathan's girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Blah, I'm used to calling him Jonk, so let me be.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.______.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;I was thinking: Why am I here. Why am I here. Why am I here. Why am I here.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;Blah, so I went into Jan's room to use the computer.&lt;br /&gt;I was watching Shugo Chara.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Then when Janice came back, she wanted to buy KFC.&lt;br /&gt;But then halfway walking there, her mother called and scolded her so we had to walk back. -.-&lt;br /&gt;So, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Then we ate the catered food there.&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't that bad, but the lemon tea sucks.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after eating, I went into the room to watch Shugo Chara again.&lt;br /&gt;And chatted with Darkiee~&lt;br /&gt;He's damn mean when he's pissed and emo.&lt;br /&gt;-____-.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe he isn't such a nice senior after all. :x&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Then I suddenly wanted to go home and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I was like.&lt;br /&gt;Idk.&lt;br /&gt;Scared to tell my aunt that I wanted to go home and sleep?&lt;br /&gt;Blah, then Darkie helped me.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Like tell me what to say.&lt;br /&gt;THEN.&lt;br /&gt;When I went out of the room to find her, I couldn't.&lt;br /&gt;T____T&lt;br /&gt;And finding my aunt, I didn't need Darkie's brains.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Then, Jonk suddenly came in said,"Oh, can you help us take a picture?"&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't say no.&lt;br /&gt;So obviously I went out and did.&lt;br /&gt;His friends were.&lt;br /&gt;Idk.&lt;br /&gt;Scary?&lt;br /&gt;I camera was damn heavy.&lt;br /&gt;I was those professional kind.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Then after he finish telling me what to press and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;He was like,"Oh, this is my cousin."&lt;br /&gt;His friends were just like"Hi."&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't reply anyway.&lt;br /&gt;So after the first shot, Jonk wanted another one.&lt;br /&gt;After the second shot, he said,"Okay okay. Another one."&lt;br /&gt;I was like,"Arghh."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;AND. His friends started &lt;u&gt;laughing&lt;/u&gt; at me.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T____T&lt;br /&gt;Can it suck more?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, he made me take four shots.&lt;br /&gt;Yay.&lt;br /&gt;Ai ya, after that, I went home.&lt;br /&gt;And showed my sister some videos.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Ta-dah!&lt;br /&gt;And now, I am here.&lt;br /&gt;Awake and blogging.&lt;br /&gt;-____-.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Ohmygod, korkor's (Jonk) girlfriend is pretty!&lt;br /&gt;But she was abit taller than me yesterday- she wore heels about 8 cm.&lt;br /&gt;Abit.&lt;br /&gt;ABITTTT.&lt;br /&gt;Taller than me.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I shall stop.&lt;br /&gt;She &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;IS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; prettier than me.&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;I go le.&lt;br /&gt;I'll probably come back and blog later.&lt;br /&gt;Ja-ne~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6033252902178493974-6641484287009683489?l=joda--que.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joda--que.blogspot.com/feeds/6641484287009683489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6033252902178493974&amp;postID=6641484287009683489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033252902178493974/posts/default/6641484287009683489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033252902178493974/posts/default/6641484287009683489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joda--que.blogspot.com/2008/11/b-l-h.html' title='b-l-a-h.'/><author><name>亀の妻</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-6033252902178493974.post-6461297251959353759</id><published>2008-10-31T16:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T17:20:24.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grad Tea.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0HugA-8_k3M/SQrHwbEa0yI/AAAAAAAAAWk/t8EncwFIxg4/s1600-h/IMG_0072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263238749249786658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0HugA-8_k3M/SQrHwbEa0yI/AAAAAAAAAWk/t8EncwFIxg4/s400/IMG_0072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yay! It's Stacey and me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-_____-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0HugA-8_k3M/SQrHwN8Rh-I/AAAAAAAAAWc/z5LeibF4bSc/s1600-h/IMG_0070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263238745725962210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0HugA-8_k3M/SQrHwN8Rh-I/AAAAAAAAAWc/z5LeibF4bSc/s400/IMG_0070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farah! &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0HugA-8_k3M/SQrHMqEJJJI/AAAAAAAAAWU/rVH9rXF60wo/s1600-h/IMG_0069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263238134799869074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0HugA-8_k3M/SQrHMqEJJJI/AAAAAAAAAWU/rVH9rXF60wo/s400/IMG_0069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kimverlyn. (: &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0HugA-8_k3M/SQrHMb1JHlI/AAAAAAAAAWM/ki3SmnBeaQI/s1600-h/IMG_0068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263238130978856530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0HugA-8_k3M/SQrHMb1JHlI/AAAAAAAAAWM/ki3SmnBeaQI/s400/IMG_0068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Mary &amp;amp; Shavonne. (: &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0HugA-8_k3M/SQrHL8GHKLI/AAAAAAAAAV8/wFKibVV5rq4/s1600-h/IMG_0066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263238122460096690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0HugA-8_k3M/SQrHL8GHKLI/AAAAAAAAAV8/wFKibVV5rq4/s400/IMG_0066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Whoo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sharlyn Chiobu. &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0HugA-8_k3M/SQrHLzFLkaI/AAAAAAAAAV0/QrZ4WytJLp0/s1600-h/IMG_0064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263238120040272290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0HugA-8_k3M/SQrHLzFLkaI/AAAAAAAAAV0/QrZ4WytJLp0/s400/IMG_0064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; :o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Theng Lee Loverr~ &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0HugA-8_k3M/SQrGVIEv9mI/AAAAAAAAAVs/jy6UViZ1Fjw/s1600-h/IMG_0063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263237180782802530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0HugA-8_k3M/SQrGVIEv9mI/AAAAAAAAAVs/jy6UViZ1Fjw/s400/IMG_0063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mel~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0HugA-8_k3M/SQrGU8b8rGI/AAAAAAAAAVc/MRpD4UkKhAc/s1600-h/IMG_0060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263237177658879074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0HugA-8_k3M/SQrGU8b8rGI/AAAAAAAAAVc/MRpD4UkKhAc/s400/IMG_0060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Connie~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0HugA-8_k3M/SQrGUg_c9iI/AAAAAAAAAVU/eEes-CKanhc/s1600-h/IMG_0059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263237170291602978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0HugA-8_k3M/SQrGUg_c9iI/AAAAAAAAAVU/eEes-CKanhc/s400/IMG_0059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hanlyn~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay, so, today was Grad tea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The pictures are up there~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We took that at the ending, where we were given time to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;:o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Pink hair!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So first, I reached school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then we got on the bus, and went to a place called "The Pines".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then blah blah blah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I liked the food. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's the best man, the best!&lt;br /&gt;Then I got bored, so I went outside to listen to my music.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I went to the toilet, and came out again and went in again and came out again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then when I went into the toilet, there was this loong queue there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So I was waiting when the girls in my class who were dancing came in to do their stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then that Shavonne Anne went to mess my hair up, and poked me straight in the eye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-____-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Whatever, I don't wanna talk about that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, then Kaye and I went out again to camwhore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I don't have the pictures; she took it with her phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My phone was almost dead cause I was listening to music all the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, then the MC's son was sitting opposite us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He was always there anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(Well, at lest I think it was the MC's son.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then he took a picture of Kaye&amp;amp;I camwhoring. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I swear, he has nothing better to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lame.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then the started camwhoring himself!&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He tried to cover his phone's screen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But I could still see the light.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yo, your hand ain't that big okay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Even though you're dark.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, then I took the spray can from Kaye and went into the toilet to spray my hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I wanted red, but they no more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;So I used pink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So, it was our class' turn to perform.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But we were choosen to perform on Parent Volunteer Appreciation Day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3 classes were choosen anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Including Kaye's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We just HAD to perform "Mamma Mia".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;How &lt;s&gt;retarded&lt;/s&gt; nice!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, so when it was time when were could hit the dance floor, I went out again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Kaye was still in there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then, Kaye came out again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And we started camwhoring and talking about that Malay guy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He kept walking in and out of that place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;How annoying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So the 4th time he went out, we went to sit on this chair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He came in, looking at us with that "Get-out-of-my-seat" face, but we ignored it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then his mother or whatever came out to scold him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And told him to go in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He kept blasting his damned phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Damn annoying la!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I took a picture of that guy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;With Kaye's phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And she didn't know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Until we got on the bus, she smsed me saying: I just looked through my pictures a I realised that I took a picture of that Malay crap".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I told her I did it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then she's like: Scarly I send you the picture, you'll print it out to kiss everyday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm like, I kiss Jin and Kame everyday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, on the bus home, the people in the bus was staring at me like: Why are you wearing so fomally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And I dropped my phone the 2nd time today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;T___T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Let's be positive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It will never spoil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It will never spoil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It will never spoil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It will never spoil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It will never spoil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It will never spoil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It will never spoil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It will never spoil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It will never spoil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It will never spoil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It will never spoil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It will never spoil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It will never spoil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It will never spoil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It will never spoil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It will never spoil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It will never spoil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It will never spoil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It will never spoil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It will never spoil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It will never spoil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It will never spoil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It will never spoil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It will never spoil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It will never spoil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It will never spoil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It will never spoil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It will never spoil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It will never spoil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It will never spoil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It will never spoil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It will never spoil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It will never spoil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It will never spoil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It will never spoil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It will never spoil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay, enough of my it will never spoil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And Melinda wanted to intro me a 20-year-old guy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Who's &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;NOT&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; hot or good-looking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm like forget it man!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm not despo anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then the girl beside me suddenly said: Faster take the picture la! I'm despo to take the picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm like. Uh...?&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Gah, anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I think I spent 1/2 of my time there outside listening to music.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And the Miss IJ was Amelia.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever her name is, okay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I don't really care. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;:x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;amp;Kaye said my make-up was nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;O.O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, hers was better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Gah, okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm going to watch Shugo Chara now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Byebye. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6033252902178493974-6461297251959353759?l=joda--que.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joda--que.blogspot.com/feeds/6461297251959353759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6033252902178493974&amp;postID=6461297251959353759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033252902178493974/posts/default/6461297251959353759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033252902178493974/posts/default/6461297251959353759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joda--que.blogspot.com/2008/10/grad-tea.html' title='Grad Tea.'/><author><name>亀の妻</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0HugA-8_k3M/SQrHwbEa0yI/AAAAAAAAAWk/t8EncwFIxg4/s72-c/IMG_0072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033252902178493974.post-8200054993118737408</id><published>2008-10-30T15:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T18:57:02.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0HugA-8_k3M/SQmS3Sn2H5I/AAAAAAAAAVE/_WJ3gUrBOpA/s1600-h/288b44c7973050_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262899118148558738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0HugA-8_k3M/SQmS3Sn2H5I/AAAAAAAAAVE/_WJ3gUrBOpA/s400/288b44c7973050_large.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;WEE~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy birthday Ao Quan! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yay.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I'm yay-ing.&lt;br /&gt;Oh my goodness, today's deportment; it was fine.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Just the Indian man kept standing behind me, I felt uneasy.&lt;br /&gt;Forced me to play the game also.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;So many people play that game where got fun.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just joined them la.&lt;br /&gt;And never opened my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Whateverrr.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so bored.&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching Anego again.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;My Jin-san is cho kawaii!&lt;br /&gt;He was only 19 then.&lt;br /&gt;Ahh!&lt;br /&gt;But the damned girl in there treats him so evil!&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I just feel like whacking her face. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after that I'm going to watch Gokusen II.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;My Kame-chan and Jin-san was in there togetherrrrr!&lt;br /&gt;Whoo!&lt;br /&gt;It's the hotness man.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;Ohoh, Jin is going to be in this new show called,"BANDAGE".&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, it's in caps.&lt;br /&gt;O.O&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's the article:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akanishi To Star In Movie "Bandage"&lt;a name="1811"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAT-TUN member Jin Akanishi will be making his big screen debut with a starring role in a movie titled "BANDAGE." The film, set in the early 1990s during Japan's "band boom" era, will be the first fictional film directed by music producer Takeshi Kobayashi.In the movie, Akanishi plays Natsu, the leader and vocalist of a 4-member rock band called LANDS. The story follows the ups and downs of the members' friendship as they aim for fame.In addition to directing, Kobayashi is producing the film and handling the music. He was chosen as director by Shunji Iwai, who wrote the movie's script. The pair have worked together before - Kobayashi did the music for Iwai's "Swallowtail" (1996) and "All About Lily Chou-Chou" (2001), and most recently they are both involved with Eriko Kitagawa's "Harufuwei." Kobayashi previously directed the 1995 documentary "es" about the group Mr.Children, but this will be his first time in charge of a movie with actors.As music producer, Kobayashi is planning to write at least five songs to be performed in the movie by LANDS. The songs will likely see a CD release in the future.&lt;br /&gt;Fans will have to wait until 2010 to see the movie, but filming begins on November 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So bad lahs! Fliming begins 3 November.&lt;br /&gt;AND CAN ONLY SEE THE MOVIE IN 2010!&lt;br /&gt;WAHHH.&lt;br /&gt;I tell you, Iem pee-issed.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;Nehmind, waiting for my Jin-dono forever is worth the wait.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;And Darkie is ignoring me.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;Bye. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6033252902178493974-8200054993118737408?l=joda--que.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joda--que.blogspot.com/feeds/8200054993118737408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6033252902178493974&amp;postID=8200054993118737408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033252902178493974/posts/default/8200054993118737408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033252902178493974/posts/default/8200054993118737408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joda--que.blogspot.com/2008/10/yay.html' title=''/><author><name>亀の妻</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/_0HugA-8_k3M/SQmS3Sn2H5I/AAAAAAAAAVE/_WJ3gUrBOpA/s72-c/288b44c7973050_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033252902178493974.post-5157839010450294687</id><published>2008-10-29T17:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T18:07:18.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wm936Pub8XY"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wm936Pub8XY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHH! MY KAME-CHAN! xP&lt;br /&gt;I somehow can't fully copy the whole code for that video, so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Just gave the URL.&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Go watchh!&lt;br /&gt;Byebye. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6033252902178493974-5157839010450294687?l=joda--que.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joda--que.blogspot.com/feeds/5157839010450294687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6033252902178493974&amp;postID=5157839010450294687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033252902178493974/posts/default/5157839010450294687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033252902178493974/posts/default/5157839010450294687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joda--que.blogspot.com/2008/10/httpwww_29.html' title=''/><author><name>亀の妻</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-6033252902178493974.post-5398374022074311684</id><published>2008-10-29T14:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T15:40:58.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.quizilla.com/quizzes/result/280219/159821/"&gt;http://www.quizilla.com/quizzes/result/280219/159821/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizilla.com/quizzes/result/981556/773111/"&gt;http://www.quizilla.com/quizzes/result/981556/773111/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizilla.com/quizzes/result/2192661/3788462/"&gt;http://www.quizilla.com/quizzes/result/2192661/3788462/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizilla.com/quizzes/result/4206900/4671222/"&gt;http://www.quizilla.com/quizzes/result/4206900/4671222/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizilla.com/quizzes/result/5281971/5020478/"&gt;http://www.quizilla.com/quizzes/result/5281971/5020478/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizilla.com/quizzes/result/6932926/5516715/"&gt;http://www.quizilla.com/quizzes/result/6932926/5516715/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizilla.com/quizzes/result/7020496/5538983/"&gt;http://www.quizilla.com/quizzes/result/7020496/5538983/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizilla.com/quizzes/result/7606904/5802164/"&gt;http://www.quizilla.com/quizzes/result/7606904/5802164/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, those are the results of the quiz I took on KAT-TUN&amp;lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy with the results!&lt;br /&gt;:x&lt;br /&gt;I think you should know why if you went to see it.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Gah, so today, in school, we had this IJ Missions thingy.&lt;br /&gt;We had to do stuff.&lt;br /&gt;It's to find out about our selves, friends and family blahblah.&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Gah, I'm so bored.&lt;br /&gt;:x&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm going to watch Shugo Chara.&lt;br /&gt;(-________-)&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6033252902178493974-5398374022074311684?l=joda--que.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joda--que.blogspot.com/feeds/5398374022074311684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6033252902178493974&amp;postID=5398374022074311684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033252902178493974/posts/default/5398374022074311684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033252902178493974/posts/default/5398374022074311684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joda--que.blogspot.com/2008/10/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>亀の妻</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-6033252902178493974.post-5452469888144329407</id><published>2008-10-28T21:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T22:28:16.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0HugA-8_k3M/SQcc364xDaI/AAAAAAAAAU8/KrnMZ59Rsik/s1600-h/IMG_0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262206436631448994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0HugA-8_k3M/SQcc364xDaI/AAAAAAAAAU8/KrnMZ59Rsik/s400/IMG_0042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What Michelle calls "Chocolate Fountain." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I poured my Chocolate Ice Cream in here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause I couldn't finish it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;x.x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There was this sign saying something like "Do not waste food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;$5 will be charged for every 100gm of food wasted"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0HugA-8_k3M/SQcc3eV-VuI/AAAAAAAAAU0/OA7H1WJiuAM/s1600-h/IMG_0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262206428969326306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0HugA-8_k3M/SQcc3eV-VuI/AAAAAAAAAU0/OA7H1WJiuAM/s400/IMG_0041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My fries-filled plate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0HugA-8_k3M/SQcc2px3zbI/AAAAAAAAAUs/zijBbJkS4yA/s1600-h/IMG_0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262206414859259314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0HugA-8_k3M/SQcc2px3zbI/AAAAAAAAAUs/zijBbJkS4yA/s400/IMG_0039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Steph's veggie-filled plate.&lt;br /&gt;She "announced" that people can put fries on my plate.&lt;br /&gt;And I'll eat it.&lt;br /&gt;So I "announced" saying,"Steph has voluntered to let you guys put your salad on her plate. Please feel free to do so."&lt;br /&gt;And my whole table was like YAY!&lt;br /&gt;And they started putting veggies on her plate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0HugA-8_k3M/SQcc2icFN6I/AAAAAAAAAUk/NaqWPvraSEs/s1600-h/IMG_0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262206412888815522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0HugA-8_k3M/SQcc2icFN6I/AAAAAAAAAUk/NaqWPvraSEs/s400/IMG_0038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our main course.&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I ate the chicken half-way.&lt;br /&gt;And took a picture of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't care how messy it looks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so we had dining etiquette today.&lt;br /&gt;We went to Marina Square.&lt;br /&gt;I took some pictures, haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's up there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's 10:18 now, and I've got to go at 10:30.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cousin told me to go to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So, okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have to blog fast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The person teaching us the etiquette likes to use "when you're on &lt;em&gt;hot&lt;/em&gt; date with a &lt;em&gt;hot&lt;/em&gt; guy"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm like, won't you go on a date with someone you think is good-looking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Who'd randomly go out with some ugly person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, on a date.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, the food was good lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I wasted alot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;X.X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If it was really weighed, it will probably cost me like $50 bucks or something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was darn full and my friends keep putting food on my plate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm like: If they really charge me, you guys will pay for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;They kept saying: They won't charge one la. Relax.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Gah, anyway, we ended like real early.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We were supposed to reach school at 3:30pm, but we reached at 2:30 pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then Steph&amp;amp;I went to the playground outside school to chat till her mother came.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then I took a bus back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bathed, played the computer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then cousin suddenly called and said that she'll bring me out to see the Japanese schools.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;First was Bunka, the other was Ikoma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The building Bunka was in was damned scary!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It feels like a ghost can just pop up in front of your face anytime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So okay, we left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then we went to Ikoma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It looked better than Bunka.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But so much more expensive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;x.x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, my father said to go to Ikoma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm fine, since the place and building it is in doesn't look so scary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Whateverrr!&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'll blog again tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I hope I somehow fall sick tomorrow, and get to skip school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I don't want to go for that IJ Missions thing!&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even prepare the photo we were supposed to bring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I don't even know where the photo albums are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh, whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm probably going to throw that piece of work after I'm done with it, so I might as well just keep it in the photo album.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;OHOH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Before I go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I took this quiz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm so happy with the results!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizilla.com/quizzes/result/2990753/3902637/"&gt;http://www.quizilla.com/quizzes/result/2990753/3902637/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There. The link. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Go see if you want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bye.&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/6033252902178493974-5452469888144329407?l=joda--que.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joda--que.blogspot.com/feeds/5452469888144329407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6033252902178493974&amp;postID=5452469888144329407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033252902178493974/posts/default/5452469888144329407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033252902178493974/posts/default/5452469888144329407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joda--que.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-michelle-calls-chocolate-fountain.html' title=''/><author><name>亀の妻</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0HugA-8_k3M/SQcc364xDaI/AAAAAAAAAU8/KrnMZ59Rsik/s72-c/IMG_0042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6033252902178493974.post-4687937839407252210</id><published>2008-10-27T11:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T11:31:02.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, I'll blog in Japanese today. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;分かりましたので、 。 私は退屈し、そのようなもの。 どう言えばいいのか分からない。 私は私の記事を翻訳するトランスレータを使用している。 母。 -.- 足の不自由な。 〜するものは何でも。 いいようにします。 マレーシアで。 私たちはアーケード再生へ行きました。 母。 レースは楽しいものだった。 私の妹はプロです。 - _ - 彼女は男をメインストレスにだよ。 私は誓う。 Haa 、その後、私たちを見てDVDを買いに行った。 うーん、 VCDを一部です。 彼らは吸う人。 彼らは英語字幕がない！ 中国語、マレー語字幕のみ。 頭が悪い！ とにかく、私は真剣に退屈している。 私は父親と一緒に保存昼食つもりだ。 と私は、 " 4シーズンズ"歌の歌手は知っている必要があります。 退屈そうなんだよ！ 大丈夫、私は何度も言ってきたたくさん知っている。 母。 私は、ジンのビデオ平均て見てたんだ。 笑っている。 Theres 1つの一環。 その会話を、それをタイプ。 上田：はやまるな。はやまるな。それほど速い。 亀：今日はみんな非常に統一されています。 上田：で、息を吐き出す呼吸してください。呼吸では、インチ呼吸 ジン：出て行け！ 大爆笑だ。 悪seh ！ しかし、彼は、セックスです！ 華は、 "絶対にもう一度"ビデオで、彼はとてもセクシー見た！ プラスときは、 " Muah "部分を歌っていましたが、彼の唇のようだった。 だからセクシー。 それは大好きだ。 母。 分かりました。 〜するものは何でも。 私はクレイジーだね。私は夢中に、私はあなたと呼ばれる、愛愛のゲームをプレイしてくれと言わと呼ばれる.分かりました。私は行く。さようなら。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English:&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so. I'm bored and stuff like that.I don't know how to say it.I'm like using a translator to translate my post.Haha.-.-Lame.Whatever.Okay so. In Malaysia.We went to play arcade.Haha.Thta car racing thing was fun.My sister is so pro.-_- She's out to stress me out man.I swear.Haa, then after that, we went to buy DVDs to watch.Well, some are  VCDs.They suck man.They don't even have English subtitles!Only Chinese and Malay subtitles.Stupid!Anyway, I'm seriously bored.I'm going lunch with father later.And I need to know who is the singer of that "4 Seasons" song.I'm so bored!Okay, I know I've been saying it alot of times.Haha.I've been watching the Jin Being Mean video.Laughs.Theres one part.I'll type out their conversation.&lt;br /&gt;Ueda: Calm down. Calm down. Not so fast.Kame: You guys are very united today.Ueda: Breathe in, breathe out. Breathe in, breathe in.Jin:  Get out!&lt;br /&gt;LOL.Evil seh!But he is still the sex! Wah, in the "Never Again" video, he looked so sexy!Plus when he had to sing the "Muah" part, his lips were like.So sexy.It's love.Haha.Okay.Whatever.I know I'm crazy.kay. I go. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6033252902178493974-4687937839407252210?l=joda--que.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joda--que.blogspot.com/feeds/4687937839407252210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6033252902178493974&amp;postID=4687937839407252210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033252902178493974/posts/default/4687937839407252210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033252902178493974/posts/default/4687937839407252210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joda--que.blogspot.com/2008/10/okay-ill-blog-in-japanese-today.html' title=''/><author><name>亀の妻</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-6033252902178493974.post-7182269888617760081</id><published>2008-10-24T20:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T10:59:18.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, I'm back for another post!&lt;br /&gt;I wanna learn Japanese!&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I shall not talk about that.&lt;br /&gt;Talking about it makes me so pissed thinking back.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;So, okay.&lt;br /&gt;Anything!&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what I'm doing.&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;I found this site a little on Jin.&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;All those fansites are amazing.&lt;br /&gt;But it's a little.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to say.&lt;br /&gt;But I found one Cartoon KAT-TUN like fansite or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;And it has this "rumours" section.&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I remembered is Nakamaru Kissing a girl,&lt;br /&gt;Kame, Koki and Taguchi taking pictures with a girl.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't understand the newspaper about Jin's one.&lt;br /&gt;It's all in Japanese. (-_-)&lt;br /&gt;Like whattttttttttttt.&lt;br /&gt;I hope it isn't something that bad.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know.&lt;br /&gt;To you, I'm crazy. :D&lt;br /&gt;But I don't careee. :D&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I was watching the videos.&lt;br /&gt;They're called "Cartoon KAT-TUN's Funny Moments Part 1"&lt;br /&gt;There's part 2,3,4 and all the way up to 9.&lt;br /&gt;It's dam funny la!&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;I still don't know if I'm going out with Mary and all those after graduation tea.&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;I have a feeling not.&lt;br /&gt;Anything.&lt;br /&gt;I can always come home!&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;The Akanishi Jin being mean video is funny la!&lt;br /&gt;He's mean, in a funny way.&lt;br /&gt;But I still love him.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;He's とてもキュート！&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I've got to go and pack my bag.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to Malaysia tomorrowww!&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;Byebye.&lt;br /&gt;Will post again when I come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;さようなら。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;私はジンが大好きです。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;私の亀梨愛彼らはセックスをしている。&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/6033252902178493974-7182269888617760081?l=joda--que.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joda--que.blogspot.com/feeds/7182269888617760081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6033252902178493974&amp;postID=7182269888617760081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033252902178493974/posts/default/7182269888617760081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033252902178493974/posts/default/7182269888617760081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joda--que.blogspot.com/2008/10/okay-im-back-for-another-post-i-wanna.html' title=''/><author><name>亀の妻</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-6033252902178493974.post-531645180985023004</id><published>2008-10-24T16:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T17:32:19.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello.</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I've created a new blog.&lt;br /&gt;Did alot of editing.&lt;br /&gt;Changed the actual background skin.&lt;br /&gt;Whateverr!&lt;br /&gt;I can't be bothered.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I do?&lt;br /&gt;Anything.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, since you're here, tag.&lt;br /&gt;Tag!&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I might seem desperate.&lt;br /&gt;But whatever manz.&lt;br /&gt;I can't be bothered.&lt;br /&gt;Hoho.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I have to help Stephanie edit her blog.&lt;br /&gt;Byebye.&lt;br /&gt;I'll post again later if I have the time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6033252902178493974-531645180985023004?l=joda--que.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joda--que.blogspot.com/feeds/531645180985023004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6033252902178493974&amp;postID=531645180985023004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033252902178493974/posts/default/531645180985023004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6033252902178493974/posts/default/531645180985023004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joda--que.blogspot.com/2008/10/hello.html' title='Hello.'/><author><name>亀の妻</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>
