<?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-28920191</id><updated>2012-02-13T19:18:20.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>au</title><subtitle type='html'>aqualiary's official blog online :D  Opned somewhere on year 2007.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>309</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-462997385371144269</id><published>2012-02-12T21:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T19:16:17.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new start</title><content type='html'>I never, ever imagine what it'd be like going to university. The weird thing is that even up till now, the thought hasn't exactly crossed yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New apartment. New city. New place. New school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, same old me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought about that, about me. Whether or not, now that I'm at a new location would it be a good idea to change myself? to be a new person all together, a better person. Then I thought, if it was so easily done as it is said then the world wouldn't be like this. You know, I'm happy with who I am, I'm not very proud of my personality but I'm still fine with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_loc4g1zQyo1qa6kiio1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_loc4g1zQyo1qa6kiio1_500.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;My sentiments exactly&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People should really like and accept you for who you are. I think that's such an important thing to bear in mind. Once, I talked really loudly while we were in this restaurant. My brother told me that it would pull people off getting to know me. People will look down on me. It was the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard. I said "well fuck them too then." I'm not interested in people, who take one glance and walk away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28920191-462997385371144269?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/462997385371144269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=462997385371144269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/462997385371144269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/462997385371144269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2012/02/new-start.html' title='A new start'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-6878148760037233566</id><published>2012-01-13T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T01:12:31.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to go on a ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxp1gvWPLl1qe52v7o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxp1gvWPLl1qe52v7o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me start off with a belated &lt;b&gt;Happy New Years &lt;/b&gt;to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2011 has been so special. A year that I will keep so close to my heart. 2011 has been a year of amazing&amp;nbsp;experiences, each and every one&amp;nbsp;irreplaceable. Instead of reminiscing of what happened I'm looking forward to 2012. 2012 will be special too. I can see it. because it's a year of new beginnings and a long list of new experiences waiting for me,&amp;nbsp;experiences&amp;nbsp;that differ completely from the ones I've experienced in 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's honestly wonderful about life is that even though we only have one life. We have one life with a lot of new beginnings and endings. Beginnings to allow you to be whoever you couldn't be in the past and endings that allow you to start something a new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I'm ready for something new. The holidays have been filled with many&amp;nbsp;disappointments&amp;nbsp;in many different aspects. I just want to be able to let go of everything and start a new journey. That what I really need now. I want to be able to forget about everything that I've lost, things that have been so dear to me. I want to be able to forget. I want this ending to tie itself together into one tight knot and never unwind. Please, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if it's fine for me to dive in 2012 without a plan. With no clear indicator on what I want to&amp;nbsp;achieve&amp;nbsp;or what I plan to do. I want to be lost for once, I want to just walk and run without knowing what lies ahead. So that I'd stop having expectations I can't meet. I'd stop making promises that I can't keep. I'd stop creating goals that I cannot achieve. That's it, I want to be intoxicated, let life bewilder me, let me go on a ride, a ride where my destination cannot be&amp;nbsp;foreseen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28920191-6878148760037233566?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/6878148760037233566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=6878148760037233566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/6878148760037233566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/6878148760037233566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-want-to-go-on-ride.html' title='I want to go on a ride'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-51125923919876994</id><published>2011-12-13T23:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T23:32:56.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From today</title><content type='html'>I will not acknowledge the&amp;nbsp;presence&amp;nbsp;of my brother. As I know, I do not have any older siblings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28920191-51125923919876994?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/51125923919876994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=51125923919876994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/51125923919876994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/51125923919876994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2011/12/from-today.html' title='From today'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-45242300216670673</id><published>2011-12-11T00:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T00:47:27.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I always thought there' be a tomorrow, you'll be there, in your room or sitting in that chair you love. Screaming and shouting, because your voice is just naturally loud. Asking the same questions over and over again because you forgot. Holding our hands when we call you by your name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you took your last breath, tears rolled out of your closed eyes. It was the only time I've ever seen you cried. Everyone in the room told you to rest peaceful, don't miss us, don't worry about us. We're all grown up, we've lived our lives and will continue living it thanks to you. Go peaceful, there is no need to hesitate, you've endured the pain for so many days just to get one more moment with us but it's alright now, the pain is gone. I know you are safe in Gods hands, I'm not worried at all. So don't be worried about us too, we'll do fine. Continue to watch after us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Your love was always pure;&lt;/span&gt;You treated me as your own.&lt;br /&gt;Your time seemed all too short and&lt;br /&gt;I feel so alone.&lt;br /&gt;What can I take from this?&lt;br /&gt;My heart is completely crushed.&lt;br /&gt;But nothing loved is ever lost -&lt;br /&gt;And you are loved so much.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Goodbye my love You're time has come.&lt;br /&gt;The doctor says your gone, It's done.&lt;br /&gt;I knew it was coming, but I never dreamed you'd go so fast&lt;br /&gt;At least the pain and suffering is gone&lt;br /&gt;I miss you dearly And hold you nearly to my heart&lt;br /&gt;I miss your stories..your hugs and kisses&lt;br /&gt;But the time has come to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Although it hurts I know it's right&lt;br /&gt;So I must try so here it comes&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye my love&lt;br /&gt;Your time has come&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We'll be fine. Please don't miss us. Please be happy wherever you are now. God is taking you away from us because he's found a better place for you, a place where you don't have to suffer anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest in Peace Mama.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28920191-45242300216670673?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/45242300216670673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=45242300216670673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/45242300216670673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/45242300216670673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-always-thought-there-be-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-2403012346711771553</id><published>2011-11-26T13:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T13:54:59.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/388883_2710255279582_1352853236_33062074_764115137_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/388883_2710255279582_1352853236_33062074_764115137_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm at a complete lost of words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I thought that at this point, when I've actually left Perth and all my friends behind I would be able to say a lot but I can't. I don't know what to say. I honestly cannot find the words the describe how I feel right now. I have never felt so bitter in my life. Never before have I wanted to relive an experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/388007_2717932871517_1352853236_33065358_31482701_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="203" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/388007_2717932871517_1352853236_33065358_31482701_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We've came so far, we've done so much and it's practically all over. Such tender memories. It felt as if everything never happened, right now I sit at home and think, has it really been three whole years?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;What happened those three years?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Three years is a pretty long time you know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It feels as if I had everything taken away from me at once.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It feels as if my main source of happiness&amp;nbsp;disappeared&amp;nbsp;in the blink of an eye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;There are so much more emotions that I'm feeling that I can not begin to describe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/377394_10150392201791242_592766241_8706177_35228632_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/377394_10150392201791242_592766241_8706177_35228632_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Until today, I have never understood the true pain of&amp;nbsp;separation. I have never understood how it feels to share your life with someone else. I have never understood how it feels to have love and lost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I speak with utter confidence when I say that nothing can compare to the love and friendship that I've built with this group of people. Nothing in the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/299638_10150359849011827_540326826_8051747_460004602_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/299638_10150359849011827_540326826_8051747_460004602_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I feel as if, I still have so much more to say. So much feelings that I have right now and I would like to record but it's simply impossible to be put down in words. I expected to feel bittersweet, pain and happiness at the same time but I don't. To be honest, I don't even understand this feeling myself. How can I record it down in history if it's something I don't even understand?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/312740_2548018343760_1352853236_32962151_1505837999_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/312740_2548018343760_1352853236_32962151_1505837999_n.jpg" width="199" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But even though my feelings are currently a mystery. One things for sure, I love every one of you. I will treasure every bit of memory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28920191-2403012346711771553?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/2403012346711771553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=2403012346711771553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/2403012346711771553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/2403012346711771553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-at-complete-lost-of-words.html' title=''/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-2822840581199616847</id><published>2011-11-19T00:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T01:04:54.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Candy love</title><content type='html'>I was reading a manga and they used this odd symbolism for one sided love. Candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you eat a candy, it's only good until you drop it. When you drop it shouldn't be consumed again, you should pick it up and throw it in the bin. However, you really like it and you're really&amp;nbsp;stubborn&amp;nbsp;so you chose to ignore the fact it dropped, pick it up and eat it again. It might taste the same but it won't taste as good anymore, in the end you'd be left with food&amp;nbsp;poisoning. It'll hurt and you'll regret wasting your health for something so&amp;nbsp;trivial. It would've been better to throw it in the bin and replace the candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you fall in love, the love is only good if the person does not love someone else. When they do, you should stop pursuing it and just throw your feelings aside. However, you really like that person and you're stubborn so you chose to ignore the fact that their feelings will not be returned it to you and continue with the one sided love. You might still be able to enjoy happy and heartwarming moments but you will eventually feel sad, in the end you're just left with a broken heart. It'll hurt and you'll regret wasting your time and tears for something so&amp;nbsp;trivial. It would've been better to move on and find someone else to love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28920191-2822840581199616847?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/2822840581199616847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=2822840581199616847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/2822840581199616847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/2822840581199616847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2011/11/candy-love.html' title='Candy love'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-564000210228035934</id><published>2011-11-15T01:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T01:46:08.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another rant post? REALLY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is something that I've REALLY hated for a very very long time but never actually talked about it. I hate it when people make&amp;nbsp;judgement&amp;nbsp;and act like their so sure about it. We all judge, there's nothing wrong with that (well it's bad but it's inevitable). When we see a girl hanging out with a boy one on one, we assume their dating. When we see someone jogging, we assume their healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I really hate is when people look at one situation, makes an assumption and believes that it's true. When they've only seen one part and think that's the whole story. Every time when it's done to me I have this stirring anger inside of me but I've never talked about it up until now. Some situations are pretty&amp;nbsp;trivial, but it's not about what the assumption is, it's about making the assumption itself. For example, this night I didn't have any vegetables on my plate and a girl&amp;nbsp;immediately&amp;nbsp;went "You never eat any vegetables! you're so unhealthy, how can you just have meat and carbs all the time?" I was not angry till the extent I wanted to slap her in the face but I really wanted to go "Bitch, really, really? how many times have you seen me eat? do you know what I do to keep myself healthy? Do you know anything about me?" but I just settled with a "I do eat vegetables!". Yes, a very&amp;nbsp;trivial&amp;nbsp;situation that doesn't mean anything but it's the assumption that makes me annoyed. I'm sure that everybody has faced something like that, where a person is sure you own a certain trait simply because of a moment of experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, don't act like you've seen everything just by seeing one thing. If you've made a judgement from one situation, it's fine but don't act like your judgement is correct. Take the girl with a boy example, if you really want to know could you say "Are you and him going out?" don't say "You're going out with him" there's a very distinctive difference. At least act like you're unsure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's as ridiculous as watching the beginning of the movie and stopping after 5minutes because you THINK you know the ending already and going around telling people about how the movie ended as if you're so sure about it when it wasn't the way it ended at all. You don't know shit, don't act like you do. At least watch most of the movie, actually observe a person more before acting like you're so sure about something even so, your prediction may not be legitimate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So bottom line is,&lt;br /&gt;Make&amp;nbsp;judgements&amp;nbsp;if you must - it's usually a natural occurence after all, just don't act like your judgements are stone engraved facts, especially if their made through a single event.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28920191-564000210228035934?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/564000210228035934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=564000210228035934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/564000210228035934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/564000210228035934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2011/11/another-rant-post-really-this-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-2482284578741893805</id><published>2011-11-13T18:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T19:09:58.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GNO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="315" width="420"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VIHWRppAILg?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VIHWRppAILg?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="420" height="315" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lquj1twwrh1qb8a3ro1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="201" src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lquj1twwrh1qb8a3ro1_500.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Graduating made me think of a lot of things. When I was young and predicting my future, I would've thought I've done so much more than I've actually done today. Then again, young me was simply ridiculous. I&amp;nbsp;dreamt&amp;nbsp;a lot, I thought I was capable of a lot of things that I will never be capable of. This world works in funny ways. I have new goals now, I want to do well in different things but a small part of me can't seem to pin the past me down. I still want to the the things I wished as a child.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm growing up now and part of growing up is learning to let go of your past. Sure, there are things I will never not regret but I don't think regret is a bad thing. It means something/someone meant enough for you to want to go back and change things. It means that you did something wrong and you're willing to change that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Don't let your past define you are today, but don't let it mean nothing.&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/28920191-2482284578741893805?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/2482284578741893805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=2482284578741893805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/2482284578741893805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/2482284578741893805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2011/11/gno.html' title='GNO'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-1563843453215955854</id><published>2011-11-11T12:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T18:32:11.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The pretty post</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lpwev74Kad1qgyotto1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 163px;" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lpwev74Kad1qgyotto1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Before I start my rant, I just want to say this goes out to all the girls who feels the same way I do. I don't always hate the way I look. There are days I wake up and I look at myself in the mirror and go "thats it", days where it's possible for me to simply be satisfied with what I have. Then again, there are days such as yesterday where I look at myself in the mirror and wonder whats with my face? I look at myself in pictures and feel disgusted at myself. I'm sure most girls feel the way I do, there are days when we are satisfied, there are days when we feel confident but there are also days we just want to bury ourselves in the ground and never show our faces again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always wondered, how is it possible that some people are born with all the looks in the world and some people have none? Isn't it so unfair for us to be born with something we have to live with for the rest of our lives unsatisfied with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always hear people saying beauty is subjective, are you kidding me? beauty is far from subjective. Sure, there is a hint of subjective thinking but if you get a group of people to several different girls i'm sure the results will be  angled towards the prettier one. The cruel reality is that being pretty is objective. There are certain criterias you have to fit to be deemed pretty, some people are just born into this world with all criterias tick, others are not so lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is really so unfair how some people are pretty and some people are not. Why? because as much as we hate to admit it looks are so important in todays society and that pretty people have an advantage over their counterparts. They're better accepted. If I were to present you with a pretty girl and an ugly girl and ask you which one would you rather be interested in knowing, without a doubt I know who you'll pick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More people will be interested in you if you're pretty. People will come to you if you have the looks. In general, you'll have more friends and better popularity. This is the harsh reality, theres no escaping it. You wake up feeling good about yourself as compared to feeling like complete shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so unfair isn't it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28920191-1563843453215955854?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/1563843453215955854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=1563843453215955854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/1563843453215955854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/1563843453215955854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2011/11/pretty-post.html' title='The pretty post'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-6021353187472780898</id><published>2011-11-08T20:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T20:57:01.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>8th of November</title><content type='html'>Today, on the &lt;b&gt;8th of November&lt;/b&gt; marked a very important date in my life. Today is the day that I officially finished high school. Despite all the last days and graduations, this was the real day when I will have nothing to do with high school anymore. The books, the notes, the university handbooks all down the trash (or recycling bin).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt awfully sentimental as I was removing each paper from my file.. I spent two years struggling and worrying, two years of hard work and effort that now, has become nothing but a piece of memory. It's funny how I seem to make it infinitesimal but in actual fact it has been the most salient journey I have ever undertook. However, isn't that the reason we do a lot of things we do? for the sake of creating memories? thats why we take photographs, we go out and party, we have fun because we want to have the memories whereby we can look back on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will leave the more sentimental details to my actual last day of Perth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today has marked the end of my high school studies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28920191-6021353187472780898?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/6021353187472780898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=6021353187472780898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/6021353187472780898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/6021353187472780898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2011/11/8th-of-november.html' title='8th of November'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-8257494871944512380</id><published>2011-10-28T23:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T23:16:19.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitch, please</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://d24w6bsrhbeh9d.cloudfront.net/photo/414191_460s.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 460px; height: 490px;" src="http://d24w6bsrhbeh9d.cloudfront.net/photo/414191_460s.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Bitch, please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;PS I posted that picture just because I found it humorous and so true for anyone in that situation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/28920191-8257494871944512380?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/8257494871944512380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=8257494871944512380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/8257494871944512380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/8257494871944512380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2011/10/bitch-please.html' title='Bitch, please'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-8307974273865797108</id><published>2011-10-27T21:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T21:50:56.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If I could...</title><content type='html'>If it was possible I would lock my past up in a box and bury it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28920191-8307974273865797108?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/8307974273865797108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=8307974273865797108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/8307974273865797108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/8307974273865797108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2011/10/if-i-could.html' title='If I could...'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-1407978214499716193</id><published>2011-10-24T20:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T20:43:01.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sore eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="233" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/hGOBLl80l4Y" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I'm put together, by your love forever, just want you to take me to the place I know I'll be alright with you"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;On the 24th of October 2011 marks the last day as an official student in Methodist Ladies College. It was a day that started off with jokes and&amp;nbsp;laughter&amp;nbsp;and then slowly turned into a bloodbath of tears. It started when Emma Court took her lead of the speech, from the beginning I knew that it was going to be anything but unemotional. She spoke each sentence with pauses in between. I could remember very clearly her starting words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"MLC is built on a slope" Everyday we walk up this slope, and as we reach the top we look out and the view is simply breathtaking. "Now I stand looking down on 120 beautiful girls" and&amp;nbsp;that's&amp;nbsp;when the tears started rolling. All throughout her speech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/297775_2570001412351_1323704727_32939468_142862124_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/297775_2570001412351_1323704727_32939468_142862124_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/304011_10150356108236827_540326826_8029480_787566987_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/304011_10150356108236827_540326826_8029480_787566987_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/297904_10150356114576827_540326826_8029551_60458788_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/297904_10150356114576827_540326826_8029551_60458788_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/310820_2548170147555_1352853236_32962342_1823675372_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/310820_2548170147555_1352853236_32962342_1823675372_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Boarders Valedictory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then as we walked out of Hadley hall was when it really struck me, that things were never going to be the same anymore. We're never going to be able to laugh and absolutely ridiculous with each other anymore. We're never going to meet the same people again, live the same experiences again because things will never be the same anymore. We won't be able to do the little things we did everyday that we sometimes took for granted. We will never, again sit as a whole group in our little area just talking about things that are downright stupid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The worst part is that we know this is truly goodbye. When we walk away, we know that we'll never be turning back. Sure, occasionally we'll take a glance or two back just to see what we left behind but the road has already been closed and sealed, we can never walk back anymore. When we take those glaces do, sometimes we'll smile and sometimes we'll cry. We'll smile at the happy memories that we've made and then we'll cry because what is left are all just memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/294760_2558514446156_1352853236_32972446_2050825360_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/294760_2558514446156_1352853236_32972446_2050825360_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/310310_10150340659918093_618048092_8494889_265440902_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/310310_10150340659918093_618048092_8494889_265440902_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/309621_2558553527133_1352853236_32972495_200991727_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/309621_2558553527133_1352853236_32972495_200991727_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/316386_2558561487332_1352853236_32972512_1943429262_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/316386_2558561487332_1352853236_32972512_1943429262_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Year12 Final Day&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Although this is not truly goodbye yet but it certainly feels that it will be coming very soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;How far have we come as a group? it's really so amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/169050_10150098461786827_540326826_6102464_2789122_n.jpg" width="146" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/312740_2548018343760_1352853236_32962151_1505837999_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/312740_2548018343760_1352853236_32962151_1505837999_n.jpg" width="124" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;MLC BALL - BOARDERS VALEDICTORY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/28920191-1407978214499716193?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/hGOBLl80l4Y/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-5576239083199578004</id><published>2011-10-20T15:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T15:51:33.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm so fucking sick of shamless people who constantly ask for&amp;nbsp;favors&amp;nbsp;but have no&amp;nbsp;intention&amp;nbsp;on doing any for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU OWN DIRTY WORK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28920191-5576239083199578004?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/5576239083199578004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=6650927262843686646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/6650927262843686646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/6650927262843686646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2011/10/countdown.html' title='Countdown'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' 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1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aUs-aTRInfg/TpT-tS3qYzI/AAAAAAAAA-I/cuzh-uUuS2k/s320/DSC_0265.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D_uxz-Fk9Ec/TpT-1lzgJQI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/rxmbsiFE-9E/s1600/DSC_0266.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D_uxz-Fk9Ec/TpT-1lzgJQI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/rxmbsiFE-9E/s320/DSC_0266.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aJtPr_AvxMk/TpT_BaZvslI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/BJFntMY47R8/s1600/DSC_0269.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aJtPr_AvxMk/TpT_BaZvslI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/BJFntMY47R8/s320/DSC_0269.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's as if, it's so easy to&amp;nbsp;achieve, it's so easy to reach. As if I'm so capable of getting what I want when I'm actually not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28920191-4684006148364761615?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/4684006148364761615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=4684006148364761615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/4684006148364761615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/4684006148364761615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2011/10/capabilities.html' title='Capabilities'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mmCgOjg56LA/TpT9RorEHmI/AAAAAAAAA84/L1kQ2GN4G-M/s72-c/DSC_0130.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-6943236031912303349</id><published>2011-09-28T23:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T23:30:28.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/317680_1923333215053_1593802917_1442528_2092811891_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/317680_1923333215053_1593802917_1442528_2092811891_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Where is itexactly? I’ve spent a year hating this place, wishing I’d never come back andholding on to the near future where I’ll never have to return to it again. In amonth and a bit I will be grasping on to the handle on my luggage with eachstep taken forward I will continue to look back. Without a doubt, I will feel asharpening pain in my heart I will have never felt before. You see, I havenever been attached to anything for a long time in my life. I have never beenin love, I have never had people I could call my good friends, I was lookeddown all throughout my whole life – even as I entered high school, nobody eversaw anything in me, nobody or nothing was ever significant to me. Yes, I havemade friends when I was in high school but not like anyone I have met when Ilived here.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;I can nowconfidently say that this is my family. This is and has been my home for thepast three years. It’s where people smile when you smile and they frown whenyou frown. It’s family. Sure, we have our disagreements but most of the time welet them past because blood is thicker than water. I’ve learnt so much as aperson. How it feels like to be in one of those movies, where you sit in yourroom and you simply sit and talk for 24hours and it never feels as if it’sboring. Family is like that, you see each other every day yet you don’t getbored of them, yes, you may dislike your brother or sibling or anyone but youcannot ever truly hate them. I do not need to describe the importance of family.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;For once,after so long in my life I am happy and content, with where I am and thecommunity I am in. I can look forward to tomorrow because I know a lot ofsmiles and laughter will follow. Is where I can finally feel good and confidentabout myself – for the first time. Every single one and without any exaggeration,truly every single person I have gotten close to in my life in mlc has thoughtme something in life.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;This is myhome, I live in MLC’s boarding house, it’s where my family is and it is where Iam happy.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&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/28920191-6943236031912303349?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/6943236031912303349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=6943236031912303349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/6943236031912303349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/6943236031912303349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2011/09/home.html' title='Home'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-7637327934668317262</id><published>2011-09-17T21:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T21:47:42.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_livff7GiTz1qbv4sdo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="197" src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_livff7GiTz1qbv4sdo1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So tired and bored from all the studying, I cannot wait for all of this to be over. Sigh.. I really should be getting back to my work - but isn't that what we say all the time? but I'm honestly just so bored and tired, when I don't have the motivation I really can't study because my mind won't think well.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28920191-7637327934668317262?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/7637327934668317262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=7637327934668317262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/7637327934668317262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/7637327934668317262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2011/09/bored.html' title='Bored'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-4776983233521334672</id><published>2011-09-10T16:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T16:15:44.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Futile</title><content type='html'>Today, when I sat down and was prepared to continue with revision, a thought struck my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I am revising?&lt;br /&gt;Why do I bother?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because no matter how hard I try it never gets any better, no matter how much I do or how early I start compared to everyone else, it never changes. It seems so futile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28920191-4776983233521334672?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/4776983233521334672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=4776983233521334672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/4776983233521334672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/4776983233521334672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2011/09/futile.html' title='Futile'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-1985614175294800996</id><published>2011-09-08T21:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T22:03:08.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmm...?</title><content type='html'>Oddly I admire people with good writing skills. Writing as in story book writing, writing a column or anything related to that.&amp;nbsp;Saying that, I rarely enjoy reading anythings that amazingly lengthy. I prefer.. articles and columns.&amp;nbsp;Why is it odd? because I have never gave much thought to my own, it was something that I never found the necessity to perfect. It's also because it's not like I want to be an author or anything close to that. However, there's just something captivating about how words are strung together. It's also weird considering my never ending hatred towards the subject english. Whenever I read something, I pick up sentences or phrases and think "ahh... thats very nicely put." I don't analyse an article in the back of my head (like that they encourage us to do in school) instead I&amp;nbsp;unconsciously&amp;nbsp;stop when I read something that it not&amp;nbsp;placed&amp;nbsp;in a context that I'm not used to, interesting phrases, new words or anything similar. &amp;nbsp;When a word is used in a context that I rarely see, I read it over and over again, "I wish I was able to write how he's written" or "wow, I never thought of describing it like that" it's just interesting but rarely have I ever applied anything to everyday situations (or english essays).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not exactly the most amazing person when it comes to english, I'm maintaining a 50s average in school, just barely staying above the pass point but with my luck I might just end up failing it one day. No, no, positive thoughts, positive thoughts. 9 more english essays to go in... FOREVER. No more need to show an&amp;nbsp;analytic&amp;nbsp;view of everything that is media related, back to being the passive viewer. 1 essay next week, and two exams each with 4 essays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could, or if it was easy I would venture to improve my english, sadly perfecting a language is something that takes a very long time, an abundance of practice and most importantly - consistency. Consistency being something I have failed to&amp;nbsp;achieve&amp;nbsp;throughout the most of my life in anything I have pursued which has became a wall in the path of me and perfecting something. A wall that I have ran into -&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;consistently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... it was quite some time ago before I remember writing like this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28920191-1985614175294800996?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/1985614175294800996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=1985614175294800996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/1985614175294800996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/1985614175294800996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2011/09/hmmm.html' title='Hmmm...?'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-3921686621913438600</id><published>2011-08-31T18:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T19:00:54.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One last shot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_li1sgupFPL1qb6t6wo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_li1sgupFPL1qb6t6wo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Three more weeks till mock exams, and after that, another three more weeks till WACE. Everything is so crucial now, everything we've worked for all this year builds up to this one point. I can't believe it's coming so soon, feels like we still have forever to go but we don't. The course is finished, in general, school is finished. All&amp;nbsp;that's&amp;nbsp;left now in school is for revision and to remember everything that you have learnt the past two years and apply it to one exam which will be a huge determining factor for your future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Gotten rid of facebook - this was so overdue but I never found myself overly distracted by it, now I just don't go on it at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;All I can do is work hard and hope for the best, isn't it? most importantly, believe in myself, because nobody is just going to hand it to me on a silver platter if I don't think I deserve it or I don't work hard to fight for it. I don't want to go to MelU if I don't&amp;nbsp;deserve&amp;nbsp;it, if I didn't work hard for it - because there are other people all around the world who are more deserving of it. I'm writing this post to remind myself that no matter what happens in the end, what score you get or what offer comes into your mail, even though times may be hard and depressing know that you've tried your best, there's nothing more you could've done, no regrets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Goodluck everyone else!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Believe in yourself, because if you don't, then who will?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;update of check list&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[X] First Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[X]&amp;nbsp;Year12 Uniforms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[X]&amp;nbsp;BALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[X]&amp;nbsp;Swimming Carnival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[X]&amp;nbsp;Induction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[X]&amp;nbsp;Boarders Closed Weekend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[X]&amp;nbsp;Hat Photo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[X] Boarders Rivercruise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[X]&amp;nbsp;CCGS/MLC Exchange Dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[X]&amp;nbsp;Human Bio Excursion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[X]&amp;nbsp;Year12 Bonding Night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[X]&amp;nbsp;Tute Dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[X]&amp;nbsp;House Singing, Mime &amp;amp; Drama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[X] Winter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[X]&amp;nbsp;Exams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[X] LONG WEEKEND (Photoshoot, Karaoke and fun)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[X]&amp;nbsp;Boarders Bonding Dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[X]&amp;nbsp;LEAVERS JUMPER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[X] International Students Dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[X]&amp;nbsp;Curtin Conference&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[X]&amp;nbsp;Scotch Yr12 Boarders Dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[X]&amp;nbsp;ISA Rivercruise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[X]&amp;nbsp;Atheletics Carnival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[X] Morgans Farm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[X Last House Acts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[X] ISA Wesley Sundowner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[X]&amp;nbsp;Wesley Ball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[ &amp;nbsp;]&amp;nbsp;Tute Dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[ &amp;nbsp;]&amp;nbsp;Mocks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[ &amp;nbsp;]&amp;nbsp;Melbourne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[ &amp;nbsp;]&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;EIGHTEEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[ &amp;nbsp;]&amp;nbsp;House Farewells&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[ &amp;nbsp;]&amp;nbsp;Beach Swim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[ &amp;nbsp;]&amp;nbsp;Tute Breakfast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[ &amp;nbsp;]&amp;nbsp;Muck Up Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[ &amp;nbsp;]&amp;nbsp;Final Assembly + Satirical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[ &amp;nbsp;]&amp;nbsp;Last Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[ &amp;nbsp;]&amp;nbsp;Boarders Valedictory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[ &amp;nbsp;]&amp;nbsp;WACE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[ &amp;nbsp;] Final gathering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[ &amp;nbsp;]&amp;nbsp;Valedictory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[ &amp;nbsp;]&amp;nbsp;Leavers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[ &amp;nbsp;] ATAR Results&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/28920191-3921686621913438600?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/3921686621913438600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=3921686621913438600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/3921686621913438600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/3921686621913438600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2011/08/one-last-shot.html' title='One last shot'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-7634169099646431352</id><published>2011-08-29T00:26:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T00:26:53.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everything in this world works because there's two sides or more to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want friendship, you have to be able to give it.&lt;br /&gt;If you want someone to be nice to you, you have to be nice to someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;If you want to be loved, you have to love.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There's no need for any more complication than that. I will treasure your friendship as much as you treasure mine. As long as you care about me, I'll care about you. Don't expect me to do everything by myself. If I know you really don't care, I won't care either. This is life, you have to give in order to have something returned to you. I won't desperately try to hold on to you if I obviously mean nothing to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I don't need anything that won't be mine"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28920191-7634169099646431352?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/7634169099646431352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=7634169099646431352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/7634169099646431352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/7634169099646431352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2011/08/everything-in-this-world-works-because.html' title=''/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-4488766505711203996</id><published>2011-08-27T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T20:38:16.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>什麼事都想去追</title><content type='html'>为什么我想要的东西我不可拿到。我只可以接近，不管如我何追都手握不到。sien... 我已经对这个感觉很熟了。。。 我希望。。。这感觉可以变&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so sick of myself, my life and what I have been living&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28920191-4488766505711203996?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/4488766505711203996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=4488766505711203996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/4488766505711203996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/4488766505711203996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post.html' title='什麼事都想去追'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-9163705351354154466</id><published>2011-08-26T23:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T23:33:46.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The fun ends here</title><content type='html'>Yesterday night was Wesley ball. I woke feeling so amazingly tired... I don't think I have ever felt this tired in such a long time. I had an amazing time, probably the best time I have ever had in any social event. This was also to be my last social event for this year, tomorrow I will enter study mode by going to the library every day during the long weekend... sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/313160_156701501078912_114722045276858_308738_5119888_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/313160_156701501078912_114722045276858_308738_5119888_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/307191_2343941601969_1352853236_32772618_4259014_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/307191_2343941601969_1352853236_32772618_4259014_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/299031_2343951762223_1352853236_32772643_3511065_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/299031_2343951762223_1352853236_32772643_3511065_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad I made the most of it, no regrets. I danced a lot and also talked a lot. I didn't take as many photos (probably because I was the one going around taking photos) but that's alright. Living the moment is as important as capturing the moment.Thank you Jin! Thank you soooo much. I met a lot of new people but sadly this is not the time to get attached to new friends, but to grow the bonds I've made with my current ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/320756_2343939041905_1352853236_32772612_8322992_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/320756_2343939041905_1352853236_32772612_8322992_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/293221_2343951402214_1352853236_32772642_231392_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/293221_2343951402214_1352853236_32772642_231392_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/299951_2343944842050_1352853236_32772627_1352130_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/299951_2343944842050_1352853236_32772627_1352130_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and this is it. After tonight I will enter a mode of intense studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/308108_156698467745882_114722045276858_308701_7186240_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/308108_156698467745882_114722045276858_308701_7186240_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/312237_156697241079338_114722045276858_308680_5749239_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/312237_156697241079338_114722045276858_308680_5749239_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless by a crazy twist of fate, yesterday night was the last time that I will see any of you again. Everybody I knew that was outside of MLC. Realistically, we will never contact or see each other again after yesterday night. Maybe they don't realize but I certainly felt it as I left the house. I may not have been really close to any of you or the memories may not have been as amazing as the ones I've made with people from MLC but they are still important. An&amp;nbsp;irreplaceable&amp;nbsp;and important part of a story soon to end. I'm so happy to have met everyone of you and have got to know (most) of you personally. Thank you so much for your friendship, it means a lot to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/321356_156701564412239_114722045276858_308739_7842905_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="262" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/321356_156701564412239_114722045276858_308739_7842905_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the first&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;goodbye&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of many more to come&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28920191-9163705351354154466?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/9163705351354154466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=9163705351354154466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/9163705351354154466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/9163705351354154466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2011/08/fun-ends-here.html' title='The fun ends here'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-5280708539348392119</id><published>2011-08-20T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T19:43:44.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feels like I've been locked up tight</title><content type='html'>我知道，这种想法一点都不对。 但是，我真的不想听你的故事了。&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;天天你只会发&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;脾气。 你敢说你一点都不错。。你的想法，我一点都不明白。。我真的对你感觉到很伤心。&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;这不是第一次，也不会是最后一次。 你不累吗？够了。。我不想在为你而生气，好不值得。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;我的希望，从今天开始，我们不是朋友 - 而是陌生人。我不想有你在我的身边， 这个友情你一点都不珍惜。&lt;/span&gt;&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/28920191-5280708539348392119?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/5280708539348392119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=5280708539348392119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/5280708539348392119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/5280708539348392119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2011/08/feels-like-ive-been-locked-up-tight.html' title='Feels like I&apos;ve been locked up tight'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' 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href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/247217_2102481965629_1352853236_32481924_674414_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/247217_2102481965629_1352853236_32481924_674414_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/253406_2102487325763_1352853236_32481951_4609360_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/253406_2102487325763_1352853236_32481951_4609360_n.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To Long weekend of term3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28920191-4351474027618351905?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/4351474027618351905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=4351474027618351905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/4351474027618351905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/4351474027618351905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2011/08/forget-about-price-tag.html' title='Forget about the price tag'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-3787289846242320500</id><published>2011-08-20T00:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T00:13:50.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lfghvw3sPA1qf4z4no1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lfghvw3sPA1qf4z4no1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Lets just leave it like that. I do not wish for the remaining of our memories to be unjoyful. Lets remember what we are as what we were before this day. Turn back time to that point where we were &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;happy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; with each other's company. That is what I wish for, a very unlikely wish and mindset. This is because those moments have been far too long and far too few to hold any value anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There may have been a moment in time where I treasured your friendship. No matter what happened I put up with it, I put up with you, there was no reason why I did it, there was no gain for me but only pain. I know who you are, the countless moments where you've hurt me still deeply engraved in my mind. I pretended to see the good in you but I honestly just couldn't, believe me - I've tried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes us so different is that I do not wish to hurt you. It may sound like something that is minor but it is amazingly significant. This is why no matter what, I pretended that I would heal, I smiled on the outside for you to see, I lied countless of times, I allowed you to be to &lt;i&gt;good guy, &lt;/i&gt;Inside I knew you never were. I did all of this because I cared,&amp;nbsp;genuine&amp;nbsp;or not, I still did. But you are far from that, the complete opposite. You think you were the only one that hurts, you can't fake a smile just for the sake of peace, you can't fake a lie to keep someone happy, you always think you are the good guy, but most of all, you were not afraid to hurt anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pity you - something that I have longed to say to you but I do not wish to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end what I'm saying is that,&lt;br /&gt;The memories have always been unhappy ones. Everything was just a show, an act, one that I do not wish to be a part of anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the fine line.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28920191-3787289846242320500?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/3787289846242320500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=3787289846242320500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/3787289846242320500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/3787289846242320500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2011/08/dear.html' title='Dear,'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-4446433128675502657</id><published>2011-08-17T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T17:30:32.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disheartening day</title><content type='html'>In more ways than one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Dr Ireland said "You may think three months is a really long time, or a close destination, but in three months time, you will no longer be bounded by the same rules, in the same place, doing the things you are forced to do because in three months time you all will be doing amazing things with your life, really making a difference in this world"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though that has nothing to do with the things that has happened today, it's just something that I'd like to remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were so many tears today, me being one of them. Not just today but over the past few week. We're all so pressurized, so many things have been happening, so many things to think about, so many&amp;nbsp;disappointments. Ultimately, I just want to be content. I don't want to see anybody crying anymore, I don't want to see anybody feeling sad anymore.&lt;i&gt; It's so difficult to put my current feeling into words&lt;/i&gt;. Can't we stop playing blame games? Is it not possible for everyone in this world to be able to follow their passion? I don't know, I don't know how to put anything in words right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"If you really try, you'll find that there's no need to cry."&lt;/i&gt;&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/28920191-4446433128675502657?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/4446433128675502657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=4446433128675502657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/4446433128675502657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/4446433128675502657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2011/08/disheartening-day.html' title='Disheartening day'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-5475700675226018305</id><published>2011-08-10T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T23:17:19.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day without you</title><content type='html'>Finally back to blogging, I have noticed my missing background and I will set out on my search of a new background, soon. I have no distinctive topic that I wish to discuss, I just feel like writing, pouring my&amp;nbsp;thoughts&amp;nbsp;out onto my blog.I was planning to write my semester one reflection during the holidays, as I usually do after every term but blogger went back to the old dashboard that I wasn't used to, only now have I came to realize the new dashboard was on a different link. When do I intend to do it? at this rate.... never.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, for now I will leave my blog with this. A list of highlights/events good and bad, boring or exciting that have happened and are to happen for this year. The list has been checked off, more than half, as it reaches the bottom it marks the end of me and perth, me and mlc, I would've reached the finish line of my 3 years journey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[X] First Day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[X]&amp;nbsp;Year12 Uniforms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[X]&amp;nbsp;BALL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[X]&amp;nbsp;Swimming Carnival&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[X]&amp;nbsp;Induction&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[X]&amp;nbsp;Boarders Closed Weekend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[X]&amp;nbsp;Hat Photo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[X] Boarders Rivercruise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[X]&amp;nbsp;CCGS/MLC Exchange Dinner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[X]&amp;nbsp;Human Bio Excursion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[X]&amp;nbsp;Year12 Bonding Night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[X]&amp;nbsp;Tute Dinner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[X]&amp;nbsp;House Singing, Mime &amp;amp; Drama&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[X] Winter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[X]&amp;nbsp;Exams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[X] LONG WEEKEND (Photoshoot, Karaoke and fun)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[X]&amp;nbsp;Boarders Bonding Dinner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[X]&amp;nbsp;LEAVERS JUMPER&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[X] International Students Dinner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[X]&amp;nbsp;Curtin Conference&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[X]&amp;nbsp;Scotch Yr12 Boarders Dinner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[X]&amp;nbsp;ISA Rivercruise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[X]&amp;nbsp;Atheletics Carnival&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[X] Morgans Farm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ &amp;nbsp;]&amp;nbsp;Last House Acts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ &amp;nbsp;]&amp;nbsp;ISA Wesley Sundowner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ &amp;nbsp;]&amp;nbsp;Wesley Ball&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ &amp;nbsp;]&amp;nbsp;Tute Dinner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ &amp;nbsp;]&amp;nbsp;Mocks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ &amp;nbsp;]&amp;nbsp;Melbourne&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ &amp;nbsp;]&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;EIGHTEEN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ &amp;nbsp;]&amp;nbsp;House Farewells&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ &amp;nbsp;]&amp;nbsp;Beach Swim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ &amp;nbsp;]&amp;nbsp;Tute Breakfast&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ &amp;nbsp;]&amp;nbsp;Muck Up Day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ &amp;nbsp;]&amp;nbsp;Final Assembly + Satirical&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ &amp;nbsp;]&amp;nbsp;Last Day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ &amp;nbsp;]&amp;nbsp;Boarders Valedictory&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ &amp;nbsp;]&amp;nbsp;WACE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ &amp;nbsp;]&amp;nbsp;Valedictory&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ &amp;nbsp;]&amp;nbsp;Leavers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ &amp;nbsp;] ATAR Results&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28920191-5475700675226018305?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/5475700675226018305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=5475700675226018305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/5475700675226018305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/5475700675226018305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2011/08/another-day-without-you.html' title='Another day without you'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-1160760183282956550</id><published>2011-07-03T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T23:53:37.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ljxayabjZ11qe9tdro1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="226" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ljxayabjZ11qe9tdro1_500.png" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lmszduoRKy1qgk97uo1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="205" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lmszduoRKy1qgk97uo1_500.png" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ln3v06VBGC1qai354o1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="168" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ln3v06VBGC1qai354o1_500.png" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Why do we... critisize a girl, or anyone when they think that they're pretty? We go like "yeah, she thinks she's really pretty, she's so full of herself" well, I guess I do understand why people would say that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;But then, isn't it better that way?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I wish, I could tell myself that I was pretty and be able to feel good about myself everyday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Wouldn't life be happier that way?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;When you can wake up and feel confident about yourself?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Sigh&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/28920191-1160760183282956550?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/1160760183282956550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=1160760183282956550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/1160760183282956550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/1160760183282956550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-wish.html' title='I wish'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-9090914114540482339</id><published>2011-06-20T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T23:54:33.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waking up to the sunset</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_licyztBVP91qdcr3qo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;The ultimate purpose of this post was to drown out the depressing ones I posted during my post-exam week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Shoo shoo to the archives you go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Ultimately I have normal again, back on my feet. I have settled to expecting less in regards of school. Someone told me “You're too young and ambitious to let something like this get in your way”. I'll get there, somehow, one way or another, maybe I won't be walking the path I set out for myself but I'll reach it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Guess what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I only have about 3months of actually high school left. 3 more maths test, one more maths exam and that's it. It'll be the last time I will ever wear a school uniform, the last time I will ever eat school food, the last time I'll ever be living in a dorm but most of all, the last time I'll ever be in Perth again, the last time I'll ever be able to laugh with everybody again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Yeah guys, this is really it, we're near the end of our journey. We all came here with the same dream, the same goals and now we're all one step closer to achieving it. Once we've reached our destination, although for some of us it may not be exactly what we expected, we're never going to stand side by side like this anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;This journey, has been an amazing one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Life is about making the most of the happy moments, allowing it to outshine your grey days. You live everyday by making your past seem pale in comparison to your present.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I hope everyday, we continue to cherish one another, we continue to make good memories, create a lot of laughter, followed by a pool of tears. I hope that, we leave behind a legacy, not for the school, not for the next MLC generation but instead, for each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--SMjBPxqeko/Tf9oIr7jLaI/AAAAAAAAA8k/K2LxZ27Ge5o/s1600/P1080669.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--SMjBPxqeko/Tf9oIr7jLaI/AAAAAAAAA8k/K2LxZ27Ge5o/s320/P1080669.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lVz1cNvFkQQ/Tf9o5szJvwI/AAAAAAAAA8o/-ZNTxMK89gY/s1600/P1080676.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lVz1cNvFkQQ/Tf9o5szJvwI/AAAAAAAAA8o/-ZNTxMK89gY/s320/P1080676.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--eenCSsvYNw/Tf9pDS-4-5I/AAAAAAAAA8s/gg_sdUzFBsI/s1600/P1080679.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--eenCSsvYNw/Tf9pDS-4-5I/AAAAAAAAA8s/gg_sdUzFBsI/s320/P1080679.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-size: large;"&gt;Leavers of 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28920191-9090914114540482339?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/9090914114540482339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=9090914114540482339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/9090914114540482339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/9090914114540482339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2011/06/waking-up-to-sunset.html' title='Waking up to the sunset'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--SMjBPxqeko/Tf9oIr7jLaI/AAAAAAAAA8k/K2LxZ27Ge5o/s72-c/P1080669.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-625089902918612147</id><published>2011-06-11T13:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T13:09:09.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lmcqb8U16g1qajjdco1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lmcqb8U16g1qajjdco1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28920191-625089902918612147?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/625089902918612147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=625089902918612147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/625089902918612147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/625089902918612147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2011/06/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-5452668327453465149</id><published>2011-06-09T19:45:00.024+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T20:07:04.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Success</title><content type='html'>I've been posting so much ever since the depression of doing badly in school. It got me wondering for a bit, is failure REALLY the path to success? because I know right now I should be more motivated than ever to do amazing well for the next semester in order to pull all my grades up to the standard I know I am capable of. I've done it before, I should be more than capable of doing it again, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I've felt that everything has gotten pointless. Instead of this being a spring board in my life, I have felt as if there are no rewards for my &lt;span style="background-color: yellow;"&gt;efforts&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life itself, is depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is it even humanly possible for me to pull my grade up by 10 percent? in order to get an A that I used to breeze past last year. Well, I guess it is humanly possible, just not possible for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Gara asked me today "Have you been consistently studying?"&lt;br /&gt;She also said one more thing "If you work hard this semester, you can go up to a B"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that ironic? &lt;br /&gt;Isn't that so very &lt;strong&gt;ironic&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom told me "You have to work two times harder than anyone else because there will be people who are naturally intelligent and they are people who are not. Those who are not will have to double everything just to live up to those who are"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the&amp;nbsp; moment, I'm struggling to be average for technically speaking EVERY subject (with AIT as an exception). I'm not even an average student anymore, I really wonder, what happened to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I doing wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can someone please tell me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can someone PLEASE correct my mistakes?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because I've tried.... I really did.... I really really did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28920191-5452668327453465149?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/5452668327453465149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=5452668327453465149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/5452668327453465149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/5452668327453465149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2011/06/success.html' title='Success'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-6612051979483679870</id><published>2011-06-09T16:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T16:44:55.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>never cried so much in a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol and just when I said I was back on my feet, guess not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28920191-6612051979483679870?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/6612051979483679870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=6612051979483679870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/6612051979483679870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/6612051979483679870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2011/06/never-cried-so-much-in-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-2575023048852943274</id><published>2011-06-08T16:36:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T16:43:40.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It does matter</title><content type='html'>Today at class, a teacher said "Don't think that the past doesn't matter"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It does. every thing you do will affect a part of your future, you may think that "whats passed has passed" but it never does just 'pass', it'll come creeping up to you and back into your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything does matter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that aside, after a very depressing yesterday I have gotten back on two feet. I did the best that I could at that given point of time, I couldn't have done anything more. Letting this exams completely pull down my determination to get into melbourne will lower my chances to get into melbourne even more. I have to stay confident, stay determined but most of all - stay focused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end I want to be able to tell myself that I worked to the best of my abilities. I may not have&amp;nbsp;achieved&amp;nbsp;or will ever&amp;nbsp;achieve&amp;nbsp;anything amazing in my life but as long as I give it my best and don't stop holding on to that glimmer of hope, I'll be satisfied.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28920191-2575023048852943274?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/2575023048852943274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=2575023048852943274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/2575023048852943274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/2575023048852943274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2011/06/it-does-matter.html' title='It does matter'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-7324629554558744085</id><published>2011-06-07T22:33:00.085+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T23:24:42.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change of plans</title><content type='html'>Yesterday night I was hoping to write and post an insightful post on life on &amp;nbsp;my blog, since that is something I haven't done for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I was struck with something very depressing as today passed and completely lost all motive. It's 10:30 now and I'm sitting in front of my computer, heart still heavy from the&amp;nbsp;disappointments&amp;nbsp;I've faced today. In short, exact words - exams results. What struck worst for certain students was that parents teachers interviews were today, right after results were out so there's no such thing as hiding results or avoiding parents&amp;nbsp;disappointments. As I left my last class a girl said to me "at least your parents won't have to find out" and in my head, I whispered to myself, so what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if my parents know every single bit of my results? what difference would that have done? They won't be any more&amp;nbsp;disappointed&amp;nbsp;in me more than I am in myself because it's not my parents life, it's mine. In the end you suffer the consequences more than they will. Really, so what? what if they knew? Yeah obviously, they're going to be angry, they're going to be upset but most of all they're going to be disappointed but then if you have any sense of importance towards your studies and your future you would feel 10 times the feelings towards your own results than your parents would feel. In the end, it reflects on you and only you. I know I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just minutes ago, I was on my phone with my mom, in the middle of the conversation I got angry. It felt as if she thinks I have no motive to study, that I didn't wanted to pursue and live up to the expectations that is given to me. Are you fucking kidding me. I've done everything just to live up to the expectations that you guys have set on me. When people ask me "Do you really want to go to melbourne?", I wouldn't have ever dreamed or think of striving for melbourne if it wasn't for my parents wishes. Heck, I don't even really know what actuarial studies is but I'm willing to try it just because you said so, dad. My expectations in myself came along because you guys had that expectation of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, it's&amp;nbsp;selfish for me to push all the blame onto my parents because it's not entirely their wish but mine too. I want to be able to live up to the standard, I want to be able to be the first child in the family to make my parents proud, I want to graduate from one of the most&amp;nbsp;prestigious&amp;nbsp;universities in&amp;nbsp;Australia&amp;nbsp;and I want to be able to&amp;nbsp;transit&amp;nbsp;into adult hood knowing that I would have a career putty in my hands. The reason everything because more stressful is because I want something out of myself too. Also, for the first time in my life, I thought that I could do something that would make my parents proud, it was within my reach, I just had to stretch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on my mom went on to tell me "I was confident that you could make it" and really, it just shattered me. I do try, I've done everything I could've thought of. Not a single of my 5 results were satisfactory. My grades have dropped from the year before. I do try, I do study. In the end, It adds up because I'm just not smart enough. My mom said, because you're not naturally smart or talented, is the very reason you have to work five times harder than everyone else to get to where you want to go. Was it so naive for me to have thought that everyone was equal as long as they work hard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how confidence can be destroyed so easily. What went wrong with my life? why don't I have a talent I can be proud of? why can't I play a single sport? to top it all off, why can't I get good results despite all my efforts? what have I ever done in my life that was worth remembering? not by my parents, but by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me, I do want to make you proud.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be able to do you all proud.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be able to say "watch me, I'll make it"&lt;br /&gt;I want to have the confidence to shout it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch me,&lt;br /&gt;I'll make it.&lt;br /&gt;Just watch me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I can't say it because I don't want to set myself or my parents up for more disappointments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry....&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry that I turned out the way I am...&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry that I never had the ability or talent to do anything that made you proud....&lt;br /&gt;Most of all, Sorry, to myself. because you want so much out of yourself that is impossible to&amp;nbsp;achieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post has not been proofread, I wrote everything in one go cause I don't think I have the emotional capacity to read through everything for spelling/grammatical errors.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28920191-7324629554558744085?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/7324629554558744085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=7324629554558744085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/7324629554558744085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/7324629554558744085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2011/06/change-of-plans.html' title='Change of plans'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-3273989727926022442</id><published>2011-05-29T18:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T18:19:07.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;2 down, 3 to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;What am I doing here at this very moment when I have such a full on week coming up? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;I would assume that the most suitable word for my situation would be – procrastinating. I’m quite unsure as to what’s happening with me at the moment. Rarely have I ever felt physically weary after studying. Yes, so I am most probably procrastinating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;In my mind I feel that every moment I spend away from my books is a small fraction of my results going out the window. I sit on my chair, sometimes as I look out the window I feel disconnected from the world for a moment of time. Every time I look at my watch, hours have gone by while I have not lived up to my own expectations. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Bottom line is, I’m tired. I’m disappointed in myself. The stress, pressure and expectations is really killing me. I can’t do it. I have known from the beginning that it wasn’t within my ability but I’ve still made a choice to pursue it. I tried to be confident, I really did. The sad thing is that reality is sinking in, truths out. I shouldn’t put myself up just to be put down again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;And there’s only so much I can do to make up for what I’ve yet to achieve.&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/28920191-3273989727926022442?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/3273989727926022442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=3273989727926022442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/3273989727926022442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/3273989727926022442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2011/05/2-down-3-to-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-6260655925470128227</id><published>2011-05-12T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T04:47:29.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons in life.</title><content type='html'>I learnt that everybody has something that is bothering them on the inside, even though they don't show it. Somethings going through their mind at this very moment. So be nice because you don't know the battles they're facing. It's easy to smile and laugh towards the people you see but it's not easy to tell them what you really feel inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt that when someone doesn't seem right, when she's not who she usually is. You should ask her "are you okay?" or "whats wrong with you?" because all she wants to know is that someone still cares. She wants to know that someone still consider her feelings. Don't leave them alone because they don't want to be left alone. Even when they say "leave me alone" still be there for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt that you should really think before you say something, even though it's not easy to process your words but in a single breathe, you could completely change the life of a person. Just one sentence, one word that could haunt her for the rest of her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wonder, what happened. Why did I grow up to be who I am now? why, why, why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"At what age are you allowed to look back on your life with nothing but regret?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28920191-6260655925470128227?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/6260655925470128227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=6260655925470128227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/6260655925470128227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/6260655925470128227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2011/05/lessons-in-life.html' title='Lessons in life.'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-5661602957827509128</id><published>2011-05-02T20:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T23:56:28.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoooom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh look, another post for 2 consecutive days, what a momentous occasion. Why? I wonder that myself, there never really was a reason for me to blog or not to blog. I've already finished unpacking, which is quite rare cause usually I take u to 2 days to unpack but it's just 8pm and I'm already done. first day of school tomorrow but I'm already counting down to the exams that are&amp;nbsp;occurring&amp;nbsp;in 3 weeks. Not to mention my English assignment where we are meant to discuss about a documentary I have yet to watch (I will do so after this post). I'm going to have a busy 2nd week with all my test and assignments crowded together and then a free week for exam&amp;nbsp;preparations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. Osama is dead! weird cause just a few days ago my brother was telling me about how he's the most wanted man in the world. Yes I know, I've been living inside a cave, under a rock since the day I was brought to life to not know this common news. It got interesting for me so I read a few articles on him and now, he's dead. Doesn't really effect me or anything although I thought it was a&amp;nbsp;rumor&amp;nbsp;at first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay! zoom zoom! here I go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28920191-5661602957827509128?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/5661602957827509128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=5661602957827509128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/5661602957827509128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/5661602957827509128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2011/05/zoooom.html' title='Zoooom'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-8046828962908760227</id><published>2011-05-01T22:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T20:10:54.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ch-Ch-Ch-Change</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lkebtcdAh81qd94umo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I respect you if the moment you see my blog title you'll know what it is or where it's from! Hoorah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway... It's been... I don't know when since I last updated my blog. Why? mainly because I've lost the motivation to. In the past I was so interested in writing, I would think up of something and just write it in my head but that doesn't come along very often anymore. Right now whenever I daydream, I would daydream of - I don't even wanna mention what.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I came to my blog today with no purpose, motive or topic to write about. As I'm writing now, I'm just letting my mind flow which is not really working since I still don't have a definite topic to write about. Well, today is the last day of holidays (for me) since tomorrow I'm flying back to Perth and starting school the next day. Term 2 of year12, here I come. I never would've expected everything to be here this soon, I'm in my final year of high school now. I've lived past some of the many highlights of this year already like school ball and house singing. I can't believe that we're already coming to an end, even though I've only been here for two years, I've made so many memories and learnt so many things that I know will carry on with me for the rest of my life. It would be ignorant for me to say that I wish this year will never end because it will, everything will eventually end and we shouldn't wish for things can't be granted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though the end of this year will&amp;nbsp;definitely&amp;nbsp;bring me heartache and many tears knowing that what I have now, will be left behind forever and that I'd never be able to go back to that experience but I will also feel an amazing sense of relief (maybe after I get my university offer and TEE results). This year is filled with an amazing amount of pressure, expectations and stress. The funny thing is that it's only just begun, I have yet to sit for my first exam and yet I feel my heart pound whenever I think of the results I'll be getting and my mind seems to be filled with nothing but worries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems that the topic of future decisions are already a common conversation that goes on among us girls and I will be returning to my packing and indulge myself in guilt over my unproductive holiday season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's may. Oh and it will be winter, how blissful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lki9gihRH21qbxbrlo1_500.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit :&lt;br /&gt;by the way... I just realized that this is my&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; 300th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; post! it's been a long way...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28920191-8046828962908760227?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/8046828962908760227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=8046828962908760227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/8046828962908760227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/8046828962908760227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2011/05/ch-ch-ch-change.html' title='Ch-Ch-Ch-Change'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-6717818571740343671</id><published>2011-02-20T23:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T23:05:20.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.amiblocked.com/sendim.php?service=msn&amp;amp;screenname=aqualiary-at-live-dot-com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.amiblocked.com/status_msn_aqualiary-at-live-dot-com.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28920191-6717818571740343671?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/6717818571740343671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=6717818571740343671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/6717818571740343671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/6717818571740343671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-8122953040647972395</id><published>2011-01-03T00:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T16:42:30.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 Highlights</title><content type='html'>I've spent a lot of time and thought about my 2010 post particullary because I have completely no idea what I want to write about but I still have this urge to post about hows 2010 been to me. I walk forward every year with fear - it's ridiculous I know. but with every year, the responsiblities grow, you become a more important person. I am 18 as of 2011, unlike other people who are my age, being 18 was somethign that I didn't give much thought about. Others would probably mark it as the most exciting year of their lives, already planning ahead on all the parties. But for me, I think a small part inside of me dreaded become 18, it meant that I am in my last years of a teenager and I am soon to be an adult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would be lying, if I said that 2010 hasn't been a kind year to me. I've experience many first times, did things taht I would've never usually did. (which I will not talk about here cause I feel like I am a 17 year old girl with a 5 year old girls mind wtf). There are some things that have changed, somethings that have remained the same. But I think I can say this with confidence, 2010 has been such a big year of changes. Such a big big year. So many things changed, the people, their attitude, my view on life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This would be a post that would go on forever and ever if I raelly wanted to talk about the things that happened in 2010 but I won't, I'll leave that to my memory, that I know will fail me in the future and I am going to regret it. It's because I don't know how to summarize 2010 in a nutshell because it has been a big year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am pretty sure that 2011 will be a bigger one. With us moving on to our last year in high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps : sorry for all the spelling mistakes, spell check wasn't working and I can't be bothered proof reading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i948.photobucket.com/albums/ad329/okipoo/toast.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28920191-8122953040647972395?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/8122953040647972395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=8122953040647972395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/8122953040647972395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/8122953040647972395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2011/01/2010-highlights.html' title='2010 Highlights'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-1692646484409253308</id><published>2010-12-01T00:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T00:44:32.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just say YES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;It's a beautiful night,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;We're looking for something dumb to do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;Hey Baby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;I think I wanna marry you&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs40/i/2010/135/7/b/Marry_Me___Version_2__by_FullofSecrets.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs40/i/2010/135/7/b/Marry_Me___Version_2__by_FullofSecrets.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ROn0_RrqEqA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ROn0_RrqEqA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div&gt;Addicted to this song in Glee.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Marriage was something I never really put much thought about, maybe not now but in the future I'm sure I will. If anybody still remembers in the future, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I want this song played in my wedding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway~ going overseas tomorrow, so if you don't see me blog for 2 weeks it doesn't mean I've stopped (again). Excited!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Who cares baby? I think I wanna marry you&lt;/span&gt;&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/28920191-1692646484409253308?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/1692646484409253308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=1692646484409253308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/1692646484409253308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/1692646484409253308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-beautiful-night-were-looking-for.html' title='Just say YES'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-6154979433961080535</id><published>2010-11-30T01:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T01:43:09.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whats on your mind</title><content type='html'>Blogger blogger... I would very much like to say that I'm back but I know that thoughts that are created in a single day do not determine&amp;nbsp;whether&amp;nbsp;or not I will continue to blog in the future. I guess just recently I've lost the&amp;nbsp;motivation&amp;nbsp;to blog. It used to come naturally to me, whatever I wanted to say, whatever I thought about, I would put it into words and I would want to write it down for future memories but recently my thoughts are just thoughts, I rarely put it down into words anymore&amp;nbsp;because&amp;nbsp;it didn't cross my mind that I would want to write any of those down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess the reason why I used to feel the urge to write everything down was because one day I'd like to look back and know at that very day, what were you thinking? what was bothering you? what were you thoughts about? I guess I just started feeling very melancholic of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. I changed my blog layout cause I was utterly sick of seeing that same white page that I have been using for .... I'm not sure how long... but I'm sure it was less than a year cause I remembered seeing a purple layout while I was writing my resolutions for last year... so I'll take the safe route and just say months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats on my mind now?&lt;br /&gt;Oddly, Primary&lt;br /&gt;People who know me well would probably know that I didn't have much of a childhood. I was caught up in a lot of troubles, I cried a lot. I didn't make the most out of my time when I was young, I think that my thoughts grew up too fast, I started thinking a lot about life even at a young age. I wasn't very fond of primary and there wasn't very many good memories. I was&amp;nbsp;ecstatic&amp;nbsp;to leave the place, I never wanted a chance to relive my moments in primary. Sometimes I still cry thinking about whats been done to me in primary, how stupid I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But like I always say, what doesn't kill me makes me stronger and my primary moments has certainly made me a lot stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered all the things the teacher used to tell me, she told me that I was lazy, I was stupid and that I'd never mout to anything. Haha... they even gave me a title, they ranked me first out of the laziest students in school. Funny.. back then I never felt anything, when my teacher constantly tell me that I didn't have anything, I didn't have anything to me. I wasn't worth anything. I guess it was good that I didn't feel anything because I don't think that I would've lived through my days in primary if I did. I remembered being called ugly too, I remembered being called short, I remembered being told I had horrible teeth. I remembered every single detail that hurt me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why reminisce of all those horrible moments now? because they're hosting a reunion.&amp;nbsp;Every time&amp;nbsp;I look at that facebook event that says "REUNION" I swear I boil a little inside just thinking about my past. In my head, those words keep repeating over and over again "I'll show you". I'll prove to my teacher, I'll show every single one of you who used to be in my class, who had something mean to say about me. I'll show you guys that I'm much better than you now. I live a better life now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've grown, I'm pretty tall now. I fixed my teeth. not trying to be all full of myself and all... but I know that I am for sure prettier now than I was before. and my teacher? who said all those shit about me? well look where you stand. You're a primary school teacher for the government, I'm not sure what your pay is or how your lifestyle is, but I'm pretty sure it's not that good. I'll prove to you that I can&amp;nbsp;achieve&amp;nbsp;more than what you thought I would. I'm actually a good student now, studying in a good school in australia, getting pretty good grades. Yeah, you just watch me, I'll grow up being much better than you are now. All you ever did to me was made fun of me, humiliated me in front the class and put me down but I'm going to grow up to be much better than you, I'll make sure of that. &amp;nbsp;I'll prove to every single one of you people who made primary a living hell for me. I am better now. I am better than you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go to a better school, I have better education compared to all you government school people, I live a better lifestyle, I can be pretty, I can be&amp;nbsp;successful, I can be the opposite of everything you said that I was or would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just watch me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhhh and in the midst of my "I'll show you" post, I'd like to share an inspirational quote that has completely nothing to do with what I have been saying the past blog post....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*A group of people won a basketball match, coach gives a speech at the celebration party*&lt;br /&gt;"Today, when the final game buzzer rang, you guys emerged as champions, I want you guys to live everyday in your life like how you played the game today, so when the final life buzzer rang,&lt;b&gt; you would've lived with no regrets&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28920191-6154979433961080535?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/6154979433961080535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=6154979433961080535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/6154979433961080535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/6154979433961080535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2010/11/whats-on-your-mind.html' title='Whats on your mind'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-6519339485371215244</id><published>2010-11-27T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T01:52:35.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOLIDAYS</title><content type='html'>Errrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there a need to explain my&amp;nbsp;absence&amp;nbsp;at all? well.. no excuses really. I've been lazy, can't been bothered, never really think about my blog anymore. alala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. every holiday I try to make plans to make it a productive holiday but things is... I'm not productive at all ._. I just want to sleep in till my parents call me up for lunch, go online and waste my time drowning and complaining about boredom. okay that doesn't seem very appealing honestly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayy firstly I'm planning on actually exercising. Morning Jogs! I've been SO lazy to jog in the morning anymore ever since moving to perth but I shall revert back to my old methods! Jogging / cycling in the morning. Have a daily weekend swim like I always used to have. hmm.. I'd like to do some reading too .. haven't picked up a good book in ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*extra, I can't believe that I stopped doing so many good stuff the moment I moved to Perth whaat! moving to Australia was meant to make me better! I think it's probably cause I had more free time and less cares back then to do all of the things I used to do....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If and just IF I am bothered, I want to go and brush up on my chinese. I honestly don't think I would be dedicated if I go to tutoring.. so I might just pick up a dictionary and a book.. practice my writing and reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really desperate to get a haircut... in an attempt to grow my hair everytime when I go to the stylist within this two years period I just ever get a trim because a haircut would probably need to change my length... and I really don't wanna risk my hair being short before ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh I guess during this period of time I kindda have to keep MYSELF occupied because my friends are all off doing exams~ my mom is in Singapore.... my dad... umm probably not much of an option. Oh well, but just for now, I'm going to squish my puppy and just cuddle in bed x)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28920191-6519339485371215244?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/6519339485371215244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=6519339485371215244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/6519339485371215244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/6519339485371215244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2010/11/holidays.html' title='HOLIDAYS'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-4736264811236229461</id><published>2010-11-03T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T13:41:34.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>November 2006</title><content type='html'>Hi November.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's november 2010 now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obsessed with Vampire Knight at the moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28920191-4736264811236229461?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/4736264811236229461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=4736264811236229461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/4736264811236229461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/4736264811236229461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2010/11/november-2006.html' title='November 2006'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-2303748590244636588</id><published>2010-10-13T13:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T13:53:51.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dusty Old Passion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/TLVGyTV33QI/AAAAAAAAA7g/Eirn6GxEU7o/s1600/light1.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/TLVGyTV33QI/AAAAAAAAA7g/Eirn6GxEU7o/s320/light1.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/TLVGzM2c5rI/AAAAAAAAA7k/IpzQfvk5J_0/s1600/light2.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="248" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/TLVGzM2c5rI/AAAAAAAAA7k/IpzQfvk5J_0/s320/light2.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/TLVG0GVgVvI/AAAAAAAAA7o/8EhJskyDmMQ/s1600/light3.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/TLVG0GVgVvI/AAAAAAAAA7o/8EhJskyDmMQ/s320/light3.png" width="318" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/TLVG03vgrLI/AAAAAAAAA7s/oU5kvHsqV9M/s1600/light4.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="242" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/TLVG03vgrLI/AAAAAAAAA7s/oU5kvHsqV9M/s320/light4.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;•• Ever since getting a hold of my own compact camera (and a very good one to add) I have rarely ever picked up my DSLR anymore. Maybe it’s because my compact camera itself is capable of taking photos that would as well pass off as DSLR quality. I don’t know why I bother with my Nikon anymore. Saying that, obviously my Nikon is a lot better than my Lumix, it is after all a qualified DSLR. However, it’s old. It’s different. I go to shops and look at the cameras and wish that my camera didn’t come from my dad when he was younger. My Nikon can obviously do a lot more than a silly compact camera can and I love it. Ever since I started photography class, sadly to say I feel less inclined to take any photos anymore. I grew such a hatred for photography class that I think the hatred for my classes, kindda made me feel so uninspired to take any more photos any more but I suddenly found something that I would love to be able to capture so much – light painting but it isn’t very easy... considering I don’t have the tripod and I don’t have... the light source (which is just my excuse because it’s not that hard to find a light source) But I think I’ll be more inspired to take photos when I’m back home where acess to necessities is a lot more simpler, and friends who know how to use the camera a hundred times better than I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;• • Anyway, hello world. I know it’s been a really really long time since I last updated. My life, hasn’t been boring. It’s still filled with the everyday up and downs that I cease to update my blog with anymore. My birthday just passed, I jut finished my exams, I just got my results back..., I just came back to perth after a short holiday, It’s confirmed that I’m going to Melbourne, we bought a puppy and the everyday drama that happens in the life of a girl schooler, the bickering, the anger, the bitchings all still exist. There is so much that I wish I could write, I wish I was able to write down every single detail of my life for future reference. Even though exams are over, life still continues to be busy. But hopefully this term can be a fun filled ride for me and all my friends because it’s our last term as year11’s. Then we’re moving on with the scariest and most exciting phase of our life. Being a year 12, high school seniors, WACE exams and moving on with the nest section of our lives. Hopefully I will continue updating, but until then~ life is good, in general.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28920191-2303748590244636588?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/2303748590244636588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=2303748590244636588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/2303748590244636588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/2303748590244636588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2010/10/dusty-old-passion.html' title='Dusty Old Passion'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/TLVGyTV33QI/AAAAAAAAA7g/Eirn6GxEU7o/s72-c/light1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-7997674471817120736</id><published>2010-09-11T15:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T15:58:25.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good life</title><content type='html'>I have NEVER been so mad and&amp;nbsp;disappointed&amp;nbsp;at someone like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like just going up and stabbing you to save you from all the shit that you're doing with your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to sit here and watch you ruin your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If thats what your aiming to do, you're very much&amp;nbsp;succeeding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're going to regret everything, this I can assure you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're going to be older and you would tell youself "I wish I hadn't..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then it'd all be too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you'd wish you took my help when I offered it to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But right now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to try to help you when you don't even want to help yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to watch you throw away everything you have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you have a good life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28920191-7997674471817120736?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/7997674471817120736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=7997674471817120736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/7997674471817120736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/7997674471817120736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2010/09/good-life.html' title='Good life'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-1610269148653615095</id><published>2010-09-04T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T18:16:00.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You can't always get what you want..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today while going down to claremont.. I saw several store items I wish I could have, some of them are things that I've wanted for a long time. It happened again during lunch, where I saw a fellow baorder wearing something I've always wanted and then another one during dinner..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;what is today?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Torture me by showing me things I wish I could have day?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then it just got me thinking, what are the things I wish I could have now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lets start shall we?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ripped jeans&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lia12D1HTY4/SqRVyMna0mI/AAAAAAAABBk/1KA36PAKgRg/s400/trend+ripped+jeans.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="258" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lia12D1HTY4/SqRVyMna0mI/AAAAAAAABBk/1KA36PAKgRg/s320/trend+ripped+jeans.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Strappy shoes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.itsthenewblack.com.au/counter/templates/itnb/images/product_images/nfs02cyu_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.itsthenewblack.com.au/counter/templates/itnb/images/product_images/nfs02cyu_1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A strappy/gladiator like shoe. But I would prefer it they were flats.. so I could use it more often. If I were to get one with heels, I'd probably get a short one.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Especially since I found out I don't really have a decent pair of sandals.. the footwear I own are.. two pairs of shoes, a pair of heels and a pair of boots. Should really invest in a pair of sandals&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Polaroid Camera&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/414C6YT0RML._SL500_AA280_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/414C6YT0RML._SL500_AA280_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ohhhh lord. This is probably top of my list! hopefully parents will buy me this for my birthday this year &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Leather Jacket&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://assets0.revzilla.com/product_images/0008/7912/Fieldsheer_Outlaw_Leather_Jacket_Black_detail.jpg?1235156054" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://assets0.revzilla.com/product_images/0008/7912/Fieldsheer_Outlaw_Leather_Jacket_Black_detail.jpg?1235156054" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sighh . Could never afford one...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Little black dress&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.forever21.com/images/model_front/89823345-01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.forever21.com/images/model_front/89823345-01.jpg" width="262" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;These are just the things I'm looking for / wanted for quite some time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Spring is here! and Summer is soon to follow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I guess the only exciting thing about summer is all the clothes you get to wear and you don't have to worry about getting cold! but I will miss winter ): I very much like winter... oh well.. You cant fight mother nature so might as well embrace it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28920191-1610269148653615095?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/1610269148653615095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=1610269148653615095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/1610269148653615095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/1610269148653615095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2010/09/you-cant-always-get-what-you-want.html' title='You can&apos;t always get what you want..'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lia12D1HTY4/SqRVyMna0mI/AAAAAAAABBk/1KA36PAKgRg/s72-c/trend+ripped+jeans.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-9115648260799386879</id><published>2010-08-30T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T22:55:01.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting into the spirit</title><content type='html'>Happy independence day Malaysia. In advance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have flaws and well, honestly pretty big flaws. But I still love Malaysia and what it has to offer. I'm sure it's a lot easier bad mouting malaysia than it is to praise because thats the truth. We're not a great country and I don't know if we're going anywhere or not but home is still home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been in Australia for almost 2 years and probably many more years to come. I shall list the things that Malaysia has to offer that Australia doesn't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Amazing food - top point!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cheap shopping&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Easy shopping - stores open up till 10pm at night&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;More entertainment and cheaper entertainment&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A lot of beaches&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Studying is very important, getting good results is a lot more important back in Malaysia than when you are in Australia&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and basically&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's just home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Independence day in advance Malaysia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28920191-9115648260799386879?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/9115648260799386879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=9115648260799386879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/9115648260799386879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/9115648260799386879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2010/08/getting-into-spirit.html' title='Getting into the spirit'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-5811477096303949116</id><published>2010-08-29T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T23:29:38.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am READY</title><content type='html'>Maths and specialist test tomorrow!&lt;div&gt;and two weeks till exam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know why.. I'm so chilled. I think it's cause I feel ready.. but I know the moment I go in and sit that test I'll be WTF is this? and walk out the classroom with that sense of defeat I always get and a bigger sense of defeat after I get my test paper back..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sighhhh. I don't know what I'm doing wrong! I study.. I listen in class but my results are never as pleasing. Maybe it's cause I don't study ENOUGH I admit that.. wish I had the dedication and strive like a certain girl who always gets top marks in school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well. I've limited my facebook time down. I'm not going to stop completely over these two weeks as exam is coming because a girl's gotta have a break. I've decided to 1 hour ever day. I changed my password to some random code and kept it somewhere. You might think that it doesn't work and that I'll still go on anyway but it does work. It's all about WILL power and controlling yourself. It actually does work. Until exam week is actually here then I'll stop using it completely. damnnnn. I can't believe term 3 is coming to an end!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh right. Last week was ISA social would post some photos up but as I said.. I can't go into facebook. was so fun! our table was so into it! I guess that everything will be enjoyable if you're into it. If you go to a social and you don't dance you're gonna be bored. If you go to a quiz and you're not into it, you're gonna get bored. &amp;nbsp;This is a classic example with me and sport. To be honest, I actually quite enjoy doing sports but because I'm so bad at it I feel that I don't want to do anything and thus being bored.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28920191-5811477096303949116?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/5811477096303949116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=5811477096303949116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/5811477096303949116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/5811477096303949116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-am-ready.html' title='I am READY'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-2938500520955491456</id><published>2010-08-23T15:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T15:18:59.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What do YOU wanna do?</title><content type='html'>Today I stumbled upon a blog that's got me thinking... about what I look forward to in life and the things I wanna do before I die. A really long list of things came up in my head, especially places I wanna go to. As well as the things I wanna achieve. Small things, big things and somethings even impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were my resolutions&amp;nbsp;fulfilled? were my dreams when I was little ever came to a reality?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was young, I wanted to do so many things. I dreamed so much and as I grew older I guess I slowly settled into the reality of things. Truthfully and honestly speaking, there are some things that you just aren't meant to do. The world is not a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are really.. a lot of things I wish I would be able to do before my life ends and in time I will list them all down in this blog as a memory of what I used to want. Assuming that blogger doesn't suddenly close down and I can never access all my&amp;nbsp;archives&amp;nbsp;again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think having a blog is amazing really. Everything I write here now is mostly just a note to myself to remember my times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets take a look back at my 2010 resolutions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Green for&amp;nbsp;achieved&lt;br /&gt;Red for not&lt;br /&gt;Blue for.. half way there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol start="1" style="color: #828282; font-family: 'Myriad Pro'; font-size: 14px; margin-top: 0cm;" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;I will be more tidy&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;I will STOP misplacing things (annoying)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;I will enhance my Chinese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;I will ignore my brother whenever he comments/criticizes on everything I do. I will not go into a roaring frenzy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;I will STUDY HARD, VERY HARD and get an average of at least 70% for every exam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;I will train with my DSLR and take more awesome photos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;I will stop thinking “OMFG, THIS GIRL IS SO PRETTY, IT’S NOT EVEN FUNNY” and then start to feel low on self- esteem (Sorry highly impossible)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;I will be more confident with my looks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;I will grow taller -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;I will care more for my skin! Lotion! Sun Block!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;I will learn how to pack light!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;I will NOT bitch / gossip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;I will be nice to the new girls in the BH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;I will keep my feelings to myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;I will be more careful about what I say, I will not say things that might hurt others. The truth is OFTEN better left untold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;I will not act cold towards someone I do not like. I will learn to accept them, If I cannot accept them I will at least respect them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;I will stop cutting into conversations, I will not join conversations that usually do not involve me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;I will stop putting my phone in SILENT. (wtf, whenever missing cannot find)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;I will enhance my fashion sense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;I will sleep early and wake up early every night (eyebags wtf)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;I will invest more in colored contacts!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;I will keep in touch with my friends, I will not lose anybody who I have held dear to me anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will re look this list as the year comes to an end. And hopefully every single point will be green by then.. Well, with an exception of some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm not going to go into things I wanna do before I die, I'm going to go into something closer..&lt;br /&gt;Things I wanna do /&amp;nbsp;achieve&amp;nbsp;before I graduate from high school / leave perth / leave MLC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Walk into Bettina Lianno&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go to Rottness&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Try vegemite&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learn to drive, get my L's (at least)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at the moment, thats about it, but definetly more to come&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you wanna&amp;nbsp;achieve&amp;nbsp;in your life?&lt;br /&gt;What do you wanna do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28920191-2938500520955491456?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/2938500520955491456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=2938500520955491456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/2938500520955491456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/2938500520955491456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2010/08/what-do-you-wanna-do.html' title='What do YOU wanna do?'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-79123863347018085</id><published>2010-07-03T21:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T21:02:27.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two thousand</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hello world (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Um. Pardon me missing from the presence of my blog , again. School has got me all tied down.. no I lied, I was just lazy and completely forgot about my blog. I have lost my motivation to blog... unless going on about emo stuff nothing much exciting has been happening in my life recently... well, there are a couple of events but nothing life changing – at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But ladies and gentleman, behold one of the longest blog post (or maybe the longest) I have written. Well, including pictures obviously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I think that I have this bad habit of posting only when it’s near towards the end of the term – like it is now. Friday school is over ! and I’m going back home. You know, I’ve pretty much grown to Perth.. although I would still have this nagged and unpleasant feeling whenever I leave from Malaysia to Perth.. but it’s like a disease that won’t go away – it’s not good but you learn to live with it. Maybe I’m not giving Perth enough credit but oh well. Sometimes I do wish that I could STAY instead of going home, I wish that my parents would come over and visit me instead and that I can hang out with my friends in perth and then go out with my parents but sadly that will never happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well, actually one of the reasons I would really love to stay is because it’s winter, I love this weather. Even though it’s below 5 degree’s and we’re walking around school with skirts that goes above our knees... I still love the weather! I love cuddling up in my room and just enjoying the cool fresh air! People always tell me “We complain when it’s summer and complain when it’s winter as well...” Thats kindda true, people are never pleased, but I only “often” complain about summer and rarely about winter. I do say it’s cold once in a while – who doesn’t? But still.. I LOVE WINTER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Coming down to here, I feel that I’ve lost my original topic of this post.. but in actual fact, there is NO topic, I’m just writing as I please. Right now I’m sitting in English class bored to my bone (what an excuse to blog) because there’s nothing to do and I’ve already finished my assignment for ad’s. Sigh, I can’t believe there’s only a few more days of school before the first half of the year is over – where has time gone..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ohhhh right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The “hot topic” , exams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Exams passed a few weeks ago and I’ve got my results back, lets say I’m NOT very pleased but I’m not very upset about it either, it’s a great improvement of what I would’ve gotten back in Malaysia but as my results improve I start expecting more out of myself.. back in Malaysia all I ever wanted was a straight pass, now what would make me happy is getting a straight A. I shall start by listing down my initial expectations for my subjects. My average is the results I’ve been getting from test/assignments all year round.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Maths – 75%  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ACHEIVED – Nothing more to say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Maths Specialist – 50%  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;NOT ACHEIVED – pardon you! Specialist is actually the shittest hardest subject ever... well the class average was 53% I got lower than 50% but not very far off, I’m kindda upset but not devastated about it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Human Bio – 80%  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;NOT ACHEIVED. But never the less, I got good results, considering the class average was pretty low from what I got&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;AIT – 80%  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;NOT ACHEIVED. Umm... I should be disappointed – I guess, but the class average was a lot lower than what I got so I’m satisfied/kindda happy about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;English – 75%&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ACHEIVED&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So in the end, two out of two.. is average I guess. I’m actually doing pretty good for my studies right now, a lot better than what I would’ve gotten when I’m back at Malaysia. Coming to perth. Sigh but I’ve been complacent after the exams.. as if there’s no motivation to study anymore.. THAT is not good... by the time of the next exams I’m going to stress myself out like shit again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Besides exams.. more “eventful” things that happened this term was that my broadband stopped working and that I lost my phone. I friggin LOST MY PHONE. The first phone I ever bought for myself. (I had phones before then but it’s just that all my previous phones were all hand downs from my parents or my brother, the phone I lost is the only phone I ever picked/bought for myself). I had to spend 80 dollars buying a new broadband cause if I don’t buy a new one it’s going to be a bigger waste of money cause it’s still going to be charged to my mom monthly. I am SINCERELY hoping that my phone is actually still around my room SOMEWHERE, just that I can’t find it. Hoping and hoping. I hope that when I start packing up and cleaning my room this Thursday that I will find it. Otherwise I am going to stab myself with a blunt object.... I feel heart brokened just thinking about my phone... You may think it’s something trivial! And that I can just get a new phone, but point is, I don’t want a new phone! I want my old phone back... I want it BACCCCK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Things I wanna watch when I go home:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;• Iron man 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;• Ip Man 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;• Toy Story 3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;• A-Team&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;• Karate Kid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;• Shrek&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;• Valentine’s Day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;• Street Dance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Funny thing is.. I find that I don’t have the time to watch movies here, I haven’t even finished my heroes series.. damn I really have to catch up...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Other things I wanna do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;• Study at least an hour a day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;• EAT EAAAAT EAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ahahah. The main thing I really wanna do is just eat and eat. The bonding and going out with my friends will just come naturally. When I eat. Hahahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Alright, back to the main point of my post – a summary of major events that happened over the term (besides exams) There has been a lot of parties after exams, every weekend was kindda filled with an event.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jashmin's Birthday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs503.ash1/29737_131867803495704_100000174547500_389821_762936_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs514.ash1/30323_1511721471835_1198345486_31510186_7658988_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs503.ash1/29737_131868210162330_100000174547500_389833_1332379_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Theeeen, we went to the ST- Brigid’s social – the theme was Beauty and Geek.. and it wasn’t really fun cause the music was really bad. It was mostly remixes and I couldn’t dance to any of the songs...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs652.snc3/32216_399857756929_651521929_4739210_6470786_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs652.snc3/32216_399857756929_651521929_4739210_6470786_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs612.snc3/32216_399857796929_651521929_4739217_6612672_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs552.ash1/32216_399857836929_651521929_4739223_540518_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs612.snc3/32216_399858081929_651521929_4739267_2529660_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs612.snc3/32216_399858081929_651521929_4739267_2529660_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;AFTER THAT, we had out mid-term break after exams, I stayed at theresa’s place and went to the city ALL FOUR DAYS. It’s no wonder that I am actually really sick of that place. Not to mention that I started doing some “accounting” I took into account every single cent I spent over the long weekend and every thing I’ve bought and in the end all the small things like bubbletea, lunch, dinner and everything adds up to a REALLY REALLY huge amount...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs608.snc3/32016_402348931929_651521929_4810815_535771_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs001.snc4/33411_1501273375790_1352853236_31364770_1449387_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;During that long weekend where I just hanged around the city, we met up with Wesley people who were taking us to their rivercruise. We hanged around the city and went karaoke&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No pictures for that =/ well, there was pictures but it wasn't uploaded so I can't get it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The NEXT weekend was another party. Wesley Rivercruisee! It was so much better than MLC’s rivercruise, the food was really good – even though I didn’t eat much. It was fun cause we actually all stayed together as a group and talked to one another, whereas during MLC rivercruise we mostly hanged around our own small group and we were all separated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs067.snc3/13440_403669651929_651521929_4847500_976974_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs329.ash1/28602_403933461075_567081075_4946148_4799029_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs329.ash1/28602_403933956075_567081075_4946198_4377119_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs361.snc3/23365_407164673549_563593549_4269671_1831075_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs361.snc3/23365_407164643549_563593549_4269667_271623_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs067.snc3/13440_403669661929_651521929_4847501_5899221_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs047.snc3/13440_403669731929_651521929_4847510_5912790_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs067.snc3/13440_403669726929_651521929_4847509_6120106_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs067.snc3/13440_403669781929_651521929_4847517_4862629_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs516.ash1/30426_403966886929_651521929_4857022_7683279_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The next weekend was even a MORE filled weekend... had a party for both Saturday and Sunday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For Saturday there was Wesley Boarders ball. There’s nothing much to say, music wasn’t really good.. all remixes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs181.snc4/37391_1408017374507_1654624619_975755_4460442_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs081.ash2/37391_1408012934396_1654624619_975719_4853630_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs081.ash2/37391_1408028414783_1654624619_975834_2470621_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs181.snc4/37391_1408011014348_1654624619_975699_1143387_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sunday it was the International Students Sundowner. I loved it. It was really fun! And everybody there were Asians. Hahaha. And everybody kindda knew everybody so it made it even better. Plus, the music was really good and it was held on the top floor of the building with a balcony and you could just go out and watch the sunset and later you watch the starts. Then you just dance, eat, talk, drink, meet people and have fun. Probably the best event I’ve ever been to thus far.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not many photos cause I didn't have a camera, these photos were taken by another student&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="266" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs015.snc4/34127_128793820486951_100000690025087_185590_3434175_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="266" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs015.snc4/34127_128820957150904_100000690025087_185714_3412755_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="266" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs035.snc4/34127_128820183817648_100000690025087_185712_6229977_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="266" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs015.snc4/34127_128838867149113_100000690025087_185795_748679_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="266" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs035.snc4/34133_128605350505798_100000690025087_184670_3980725_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;THE NEXT SATURDAY. Was Jing’s birthday party! Sweet Sixteeeen! We went to a park . Had so much fun doing nothing. Seriously. We basically ate and took photos and walked around talking to one another and just lying on the grass for five hours. It was a perfect day cause the weather was perfect and everybody was just perfect company.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs281.ash1/20837_406456833633_730788633_4582788_3762266_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs016.ash2/34165_405502998092_618048092_4698313_5052889_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs121.snc4/36425_401366801486_631521486_4955728_5341836_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs121.snc4/36425_401366811486_631521486_4955730_2913382_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs019.ash2/34319_10150219225655107_884060106_13261518_1097785_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs019.ash2/34319_10150219225720107_884060106_13261531_1828341_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs019.ash2/34319_10150219225755107_884060106_13261537_518828_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs019.snc4/34319_10150219225870107_884060106_13261560_1038873_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs041.ash2/35427_405320261241_592766241_4617197_7181522_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs019.ash2/34319_10150219225805107_884060106_13261547_529482_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs021.snc4/33413_1483886985296_1477503884_1248876_5748325_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs039.snc4/34302_1483893785466_1477503884_1248901_3196674_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs081.snc4/35427_405320286241_592766241_4617202_659291_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs117.snc4/36221_1483889065348_1477503884_1248882_6716922_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And in case you were wondering of why the blog title it called “two thousand” it’s because that is roungly the amount of words in this blogpost and it’s longer than any English essay I’ve probably ever wrote... this isn’t really an essay so I can’t say anything. Haha. And because it’s just a blog post I’m allowed to write crap and not follow “proper format” so I can write a lot of words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will attempt to make an effort to update my blog more frequently starting a week after this one .. considering I won’t have inspiration to write another post after this super long one after some time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28920191-79123863347018085?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/79123863347018085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=79123863347018085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/79123863347018085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/79123863347018085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2010/07/hello-world-um.html' title='Two thousand'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-6208488388555475129</id><published>2010-04-17T21:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T21:37:16.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Formsrping</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;http://formspring.me/aqualiary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;Ask me a question!&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/28920191-6208488388555475129?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/6208488388555475129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=6208488388555475129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/6208488388555475129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/6208488388555475129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2010/04/formsrping.html' title='Formsrping'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-1255445584789657230</id><published>2010-04-05T21:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T21:14:02.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First quarter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/S7nZLDG_DqI/AAAAAAAAA7M/9fSIwfSU2Ac/s1600-h/ld3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/S7nZLDG_DqI/AAAAAAAAA7M/9fSIwfSU2Ac/s320/ld3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/S7nZMgOkNCI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/bl8xljs5QqI/s1600-h/ld2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/S7nZMgOkNCI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/bl8xljs5QqI/s320/ld2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/S7nZOZppbnI/AAAAAAAAA7U/H0wAiElA2C4/s1600-h/ld1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/S7nZOZppbnI/AAAAAAAAA7U/H0wAiElA2C4/s320/ld1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;FIRST&amp;nbsp;QUARTER&amp;nbsp;OF YEAR11 IS &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;OVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Soon, I'll be on my way being a year12, then I'll graduate and finally have to decide on going to a university. Decisions, decisions, I don't even know what I want to do yet. It strains my mind just thinking about it, parents want me to do Pharmacy, I don't mind actually - problem is I suck so badly at&amp;nbsp;chemistry&amp;nbsp;and I'm just not smart enough to do pharmacy. &amp;nbsp;I'm probably not smart enough to do anything medical related... Sigh. What to do? what to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Seriously though, Anybody have any suggestions? would be greatly appreciated... although I think suggestions wouldn't make that much of a difference at this point, cause it's really all about what I want to do and what I CAN do with my capabilities. Sigh sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;I know that I've said this again and again and again but I can't believe how quickly time is moving, it felt like just a few days ago when I was packing my bags and returning to Perth for my first day of year11, feeling so anxious and excited at the same time. Actually, I think I was depressed having to be back but I guess in time things start sinking in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Now, the first quarter of year11 is OVER and we only have 3 more&amp;nbsp;quarters&amp;nbsp;before we move on to our LAST YEAR of high school - ever. Then, no more uniform, no more rules, we start&amp;nbsp;controlling&amp;nbsp;most of our own lives. All the responsibilities we have to take on actually starts becoming scary. Remember the days when we were just pint-sized and whenever life didn't go your way because you were "too young" you would wish that you could take control that you could grow up. Those 'control' you're going to have will soon be too much to bear and you go on wishing you were a little kid again, with nothing to worry about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs073.snc3/14116_1399138422480_1352853236_31110423_6625029_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs073.snc3/14116_1399138422480_1352853236_31110423_6625029_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs073.snc3/14116_1399138342478_1352853236_31110421_3962279_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs073.snc3/14116_1399138342478_1352853236_31110421_3962279_n.jpg" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs073.snc3/14116_1399138382479_1352853236_31110422_4049919_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs073.snc3/14116_1399138382479_1352853236_31110422_4049919_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sometime last week was House Singing, Mime and Drama day. Obviously, I did the singing, I love being in a choir! It's amazing how a group of people who might not be able to sing can sound so good together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;We didn't win, quite to my shock. I actually thought we were AMAZING and the other house (Troy) was good but they didn't do much with their song... they just sang it all the way through, we had solos and dynamics and... other stuff. Well, I guess thats life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I honestly don't have many other stuff to blog about, life's been - normal. Nothing big happening. How I wish I could be out partying or having fun in Malaysia. I still have this great urge to go to a social again after river cruise - since the Scotch social was rudely canceled after all. Well, I guess the year11's don't matter cause we're just such a minority.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;My next&amp;nbsp;opportunity&amp;nbsp;for a party would probably be when...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;SOMEONE'S TURNING &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;SEVENTEEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I am really really looking forward to Fidelia's Seventeen! I'm doing the organizing and everything so I hope everything turns on RIGHT and the night actually turns out to be a&amp;nbsp;success! If not, Sorry. &amp;nbsp;What am I/are we planning for her Seventeen? A night at an under-aged club. I know, shocking coming from me, isn't it? Since after all, I am, the good girl. Well, as long as there's no drinking and drugs and anything else indecent is&amp;nbsp;involved&amp;nbsp;- I don't find anything wrong with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;No, No, I'm not sneaking out, I've already asked/told my mom. She told me "Just go la". I love mom and how she's not the super traditional - strict - closed up asian mom. I loveee you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;I feel the need to post up photos of College Sunday (a church thing where we all have to wear white) cause we just looked so angelic &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;I don't know whats up with Tiger Woods right now, I don't know if&amp;nbsp;everythings&amp;nbsp;just a dying matter or are things getting worst.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;But, I don't think he deserves the treatment he is getting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;EXTRACTED FROM TIMOTHY TIAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://timothytiah.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-tiger-woods-really-meant-to-say-at.html"&gt;http://timothytiah.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-tiger-woods-really-meant-to-say-at.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;note : I did not write this, but I fully agree with every word being said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;WHAT TIGER WOODS REALLY MEANT TO SAY (or what he should have said)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Let me just say to all my fans that I feel sorry for everyone who criticized me for my extra-marital affairs. You must live a miserable existence if you have nothing better to do than read about my personal life in the tabloids. But I suppose I should provide an explanation about my behavior so that you will continue to buy the products I endorse.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;So here goes. I am an average looking man of mixed racial descent. Like most men, I had trouble getting pussy before I became a famous multimillionaire. I did okay at Stanford because I was on the golf team, but the women there graded out with a “B” because they were leftovers that players on the football team didn’t want. Before that, I got nothing because I have a bland personality and big lips.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Then, I win a few golf tournaments and&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;women are lining up at my door. Of course, I took advantage of my opportunities. These were women who wouldn’t give me the time of day if I sold insurance or worked on a used car lot. They wanted me so they could brag to their friends about having sex with a celebrity, while holding the belief that one day they would live a life of luxury as the wife of Tiger Woods. When that didn’t happen, they seized on an opportunity to sell their story to the tabloids, all the while looking the part of a woman scorned.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Now I want to discuss my wife.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447931589502533058" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJesSYsA6cs/S5rw6pDtfcI/AAAAAAAAMEc/WmqSDsRLDUc/s400/tiger-woods-elin-woods.jpg" style="border-bottom-color: rgb(192, 192, 192); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-color: initial; border-left-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(192, 192, 192); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; border-width: initial; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 6px; padding-right: 6px; padding-top: 6px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;When I met Elin, she was just like the others, except she played the “hard-to-get” strategy that women often use to corral men. It worked. She had all the qualities I wanted in a woman: pretty face, nice tits, nice ass, and an inviting personality. We dated for a while, had wild sex, and we genuinely enjoyed each other’s company. When I asked her to marry me, she accepted. Why wouldn't she? Only an idiot would say no to a lavish lifestyle that most people only dream about.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Our marriage was okay. We have two wonderful children and Elin is a good mother. But since she had those kids, she’s become a bitch, and doesn’t want to have sex very often. And, she won’t accompany me on road trips, except to the major championships. Unfortunately, my job requires that I travel to a different city every week where women nod approvingly at me where ever I go. Do you see the problem here?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all the men out there: What would you have don&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;e in my shoes? Would you have said no to all the woman who lined up to meet you, especially after listening to your wife bitch at you over the telephone for not spending enough time at home with her and the kids?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And to all the women: How many of you would have turned down an opportunity to spend a night with me, knowing that you could sell your story to a tabloid for 500K?I feel bad about the potential damage my actions might cause my kids. As for Elin, I can think of at least 300 million reasons why she will be okay if we divorce and she is forced to survive on her own. And don’t forget that vast support network she will have after appearing on Oprah and The View.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I have paid dearly for my transgressions. I have lost millions and might lose custody of my children. Almost everyone who sees me takes great pleasure seeing me in pain.&lt;br /&gt;The letters "Saint" or " St. " do not precede my name. Your telling me it's O.K. to screw everything in sight and be a politician, but you can't be a pro-golfer???&lt;br /&gt;Did I become famous for being a model married man, or was it because I'm the best damn golfer in the world???&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447931582598216722" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LJesSYsA6cs/S5rw6PVl_BI/AAAAAAAAMEU/jvX0Jgmxog0/s400/images.jpeg" style="border-bottom-color: rgb(192, 192, 192); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-color: initial; border-left-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(192, 192, 192); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; border-width: initial; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 185px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 6px; padding-right: 6px; padding-top: 6px; text-align: left; width: 274px;" /&gt;Now here I stand, while you sit there anxiously waiting to hear my heartfelt apology, when all I really want to say is “Fuck Off!”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/28920191-1877684542653150105?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/1877684542653150105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=1877684542653150105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/1877684542653150105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/1877684542653150105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2010/03/apology-not-needed.html' title='Apology not needed'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LJesSYsA6cs/S5rw6pDtfcI/AAAAAAAAMEc/WmqSDsRLDUc/s72-c/tiger-woods-elin-woods.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-7080478688826966366</id><published>2010-03-22T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T22:03:46.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fly, Fly away.</title><content type='html'>In just a few days time, the first&amp;nbsp;quarter&amp;nbsp;of Year11 is gonna be over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be glad. Actually, I am glad, if it just wasn't for the fact that time is passing by way too quickly and soon everything's gonna change. Yes, I haven't wrote anything about how has year11 been going yet, despite the first term being almost over. Details,&amp;nbsp;details. It's been okay, with a lot of regrets, but a bit too late for that now, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been tired, Maths has been giving me a lot of work by itself. Failed my first specialist test but I will make up for it. Teacher said I shouldn't be expecting that I'll be getting good marks for every maths test anymore, like I used to, curse year10 for giving me high expectations within maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I'd rather not be here, being here has changed me so much, I see things differently now, I know everything that really goes on, I know what kind of people are the bad ones and who are the good ones, who you should stay away from and who it's okay to be with, who you shouldn't socialize with so much instead just discuss school work with. Everything's all clear now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe in the two years time I still have left here, I'll learn to accept everything as a daily happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, I doubt it. For everybody, there are going to be things that happen that you didn't wish happen, there are going to be things that you get really really annoyed at. But it's all up to what you do about it that makes you a better person and how you react to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, maybe one day I'll look back and miss the times I had here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you know why I'm writing this post now? because I'm not in an exceptionally good mood and this is what I do when I'm not in an exceptionally good mood but I try not to take it out on anybody - I'm still the same when people see me from the outside, or I try to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish there was so many things I could change around me, wish I could change to a better person myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28920191-7080478688826966366?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/7080478688826966366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=7080478688826966366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/7080478688826966366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/7080478688826966366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2010/03/fly-fly-away.html' title='Fly, Fly away.'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-7774150958705893768</id><published>2010-03-19T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T21:45:09.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>xoxo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;Another Thanksgiving has come and gone. And what am I most&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;thankful&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;for?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;The truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sometimes&lt;/i&gt; it's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;the truth you've been trying not to face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, or &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;the truth that will change your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sometimes &lt;/i&gt;it's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;the truth that's a long time coming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Or &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;the truth that you prayed would never see the light of day&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Some truths may not be heard&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;the way we hoped they would&lt;/span&gt;. But they &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;linger&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, long after &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;they've been said&lt;/span&gt;. But &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;the kind of truth I'm most thankful for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;The kind you never see coming,&lt;/span&gt; that &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;falls right into your lap&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt; Gossip Girl.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/28920191-7774150958705893768?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/7774150958705893768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=7774150958705893768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/7774150958705893768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/7774150958705893768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2010/03/xoxo.html' title='xoxo'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-8048935410226151117</id><published>2010-03-06T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T20:41:17.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Party animal</title><content type='html'>Damn, have two maths investigation test on monday and It's nearly the end of saturday. Haven't even started studying, I'm gonna so fail school FML&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subjects I'm taking for year 11.&lt;br /&gt;1. Maths stage 3&lt;br /&gt;2. Maths Specialist&lt;br /&gt;3. English&lt;br /&gt;4. Human Biology&lt;br /&gt;5. Information Technology&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying just by doing two of the hardest maths in school and I still have other subjects to worry about, yet I'm being so lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, River Cruise was last night, it was so freaking fun, one of the best nights in my life. First time I've ever been so "full on" in a party. Now, I'm in such a party mood that I can't be bothered to do any work at all. Hooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos for your enjoyment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh right, River cruise is a like a party on a boat, you dance, you eat a bit, you dance, you take photos, you dance and you have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos are not in order, I tried to make them in order but it was just difficult since I was getting the photos from so many different cameras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs045.snc3/13303_1370929397272_1352853236_31051329_4037986_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs045.snc3/13303_1370929397272_1352853236_31051329_4037986_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Theresaaaa and me &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;Amy &amp;amp; Fidi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs045.snc3/13303_1370288261244_1352853236_31050304_2922178_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs045.snc3/13303_1370288261244_1352853236_31050304_2922178_n.jpg" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Me &amp;amp; Fidi,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Up until this photo, I realised that there's nothing much to caption anymore...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs045.snc3/13303_1370288301245_1352853236_31050305_7131389_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs045.snc3/13303_1370288301245_1352853236_31050305_7131389_n.jpg" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Gorgeous&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs065.snc3/13303_1370288461249_1352853236_31050309_7686949_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs065.snc3/13303_1370288461249_1352853236_31050309_7686949_n.jpg" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;More on facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might write a longer more elaborated post when I'm not so into being lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never danced so much in my life. So bloody fun. Crazy night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please re look the photos over and over again because it might be sometime before I post again.&lt;br /&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/28920191-8048935410226151117?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/8048935410226151117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=8048935410226151117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/8048935410226151117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/8048935410226151117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2010/03/party-animal.html' title='Party animal'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-2455570563321963715</id><published>2010-02-18T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T21:29:05.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>360</title><content type='html'>Hellllloooo, yes I know I haven't been blogging, but I am sure that nobodys reading anyway, so it doesn't matter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PVZOdKmfKEU&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PVZOdKmfKEU&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28920191-2455570563321963715?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/2455570563321963715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=2455570563321963715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/2455570563321963715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/2455570563321963715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2010/02/360.html' title='360'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-2309292870808810958</id><published>2010-02-08T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T19:45:09.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When you say nothing at all</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;A :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;You shouldn't force&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt; him to love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;B : But he's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;all I've got&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;What you see, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #20124d;"&gt;is never what you get&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13;"&gt;A touch of your hand&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;says you'll catch me&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;wherever I fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;I'm in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;with&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;I haven't met &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/28920191-2309292870808810958?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/2309292870808810958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=2309292870808810958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/2309292870808810958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/2309292870808810958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2010/02/when-you-say-nothing-at-all.html' title='When you say nothing at all'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-2839402636568682915</id><published>2010-01-31T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T12:03:16.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;on't someone come and take me away?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Not literally a new year, a new school year. Yaaaaaaaay, exciting, I know..... Okay, first - things to look forward to this term&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;1. Photography class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;2. River Cruise (well, I don't really feel like going but... nevermind )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;3. New boarders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;4. Cousin in CCGS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;well, really nothing much to look forward to. I'm just trying to act positive, but really, I'd much rather NOT go back to Perth. You wanna know what I hate most about going back?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;1. Long weekends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;2. Boarding House food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;A midst of a new year, I will promise myself to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;1. Work hard, Study hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;2. Spend less money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;3. Stop misplacing things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Less&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; No bitching/gossiping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;5. Be nice and accept the new girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;6. Wake up on time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;7. Do not annoy my new roommate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;8. Work hard, Study hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28920191-2839402636568682915?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/2839402636568682915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=2839402636568682915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/2839402636568682915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/2839402636568682915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year.html' title='A new year'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-8873458272767144002</id><published>2010-01-27T12:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T12:05:55.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gleek</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;DO NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;watch, if you are in the process of watching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Glee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/c_Ytbif_VeM&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/c_Ytbif_VeM&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7_IrUPJUnYk&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7_IrUPJUnYk&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt; Finn and Rachel&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28920191-8873458272767144002?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/8873458272767144002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=8873458272767144002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/8873458272767144002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/8873458272767144002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2010/01/do-not-watch-if-you-are-in-process-of.html' title='Gleek'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-5786216068278394827</id><published>2010-01-24T21:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T21:20:31.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything will be alright</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;you need to know,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;You can be your own miracle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wvAsFXnN8-8&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wvAsFXnN8-8&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;the heart is stronger than you think&lt;br /&gt;like it could go through anything&lt;br /&gt;and even when you think it can’t?&lt;br /&gt;It finds a way to still push on though&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I'm telling you things get better through whatever&lt;br /&gt;If you fall, dust it off, don't let up&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you know you can go be your own miracle&lt;br /&gt;You need to know!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: verdana; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;If the mind keeps thinking you’ve had enough&lt;br /&gt;But the heart keeps telling you don't give up&lt;br /&gt;Who are we to be questioning, wondering what is what?&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up, through it all, just stand up&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28920191-5786216068278394827?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/5786216068278394827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=5786216068278394827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/5786216068278394827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/5786216068278394827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-need-to-know-you-can-be-your-own.html' title='Everything will be alright'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-7376021630363334153</id><published>2010-01-18T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T23:12:07.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another selena</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.selena-fan.com/gallery/albums/music/kiss%20and%20tell%202009/concerts/arizona/012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.selena-fan.com/gallery/albums/music/kiss%20and%20tell%202009/concerts/arizona/012.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.selena-fan.com/gallery/albums/Appearances/2009/091110%20TV%20GUIDE%20Magazines%20Hot%20List%20Party/normal_011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.selena-fan.com/gallery/albums/Appearances/2009/091110%20TV%20GUIDE%20Magazines%20Hot%20List%20Party/normal_011.jpg" width="208" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.selena-fan.com/gallery/albums/music/kiss%20and%20tell%202009/naturally%20video%20shoot/14.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.selena-fan.com/gallery/albums/music/kiss%20and%20tell%202009/naturally%20video%20shoot/14.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.selena-fan.com/gallery/albums/music/kiss%20and%20tell%202009/naturally%20video%20shoot/normal_206.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.selena-fan.com/gallery/albums/music/kiss%20and%20tell%202009/naturally%20video%20shoot/normal_206.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.selena-fan.com/gallery/albums/Appearances/2009/performing%20at%20Teleton%202009/normal_06.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.selena-fan.com/gallery/albums/Appearances/2009/performing%20at%20Teleton%202009/normal_06.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.selena-fan.com/gallery/albums/photoshoots/peoplespecialedition/selena0_(47).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.selena-fan.com/gallery/albums/photoshoots/peoplespecialedition/selena0_(47).jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.selena-fan.com/gallery/albums/photoshoots/peoplespecialedition/selena0_(76).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.selena-fan.com/gallery/albums/photoshoots/peoplespecialedition/selena0_(76).jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.selena-fan.com/gallery/albums/photoshoots/2009/cliffwatts/0109.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.selena-fan.com/gallery/albums/photoshoots/2009/cliffwatts/0109.jpg" width="242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.selena-fan.com/gallery/albums/music/kiss%20and%20tell%202009/concerts/the%20roxy%20professional/09.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.selena-fan.com/gallery/albums/music/kiss%20and%20tell%202009/concerts/the%20roxy%20professional/09.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.selena-fan.com/gallery/albums/Appearances/2009/Kiss%20Tell%20record%20release%20party/05.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.selena-fan.com/gallery/albums/Appearances/2009/Kiss%20Tell%20record%20release%20party/05.jpg" width="186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.selena-fan.com/gallery/albums/photoshoots/2008/51photoshoot/01_(25).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.selena-fan.com/gallery/albums/photoshoots/2008/51photoshoot/01_(25).jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.selena-fan.com/gallery/albums/photoshoots/2008/sears/selenafan02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.selena-fan.com/gallery/albums/photoshoots/2008/sears/selenafan02.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.selena-fan.com/gallery/albums/photoshoots/2008/sears/selenafan07.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.selena-fan.com/gallery/albums/photoshoots/2008/sears/selenafan07.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.selena-fan.com/gallery/albums/photoshoots/2008/sears/selenafan06.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.selena-fan.com/gallery/albums/photoshoots/2008/sears/selenafan06.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lalalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not over&amp;nbsp;obsessed&amp;nbsp;with her, I like the clothes she wear =|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Plus, I like looking at her cause she isn't any model, she's just a girl. Not models with SUPER SMALL waist and SUPER LARGE boobs &amp;gt;_&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and she dresses very... hip and young :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/28920191-7376021630363334153?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/7376021630363334153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=7376021630363334153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/7376021630363334153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/7376021630363334153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2010/01/another-selena.html' title='Another selena'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-2939257245316365006</id><published>2010-01-15T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T20:58:36.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>REVIEW : Something in the mail</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/S1BKCemMr3I/AAAAAAAAA6c/DUYclrh0-Vk/s1600-h/P1020292.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/S1BKCemMr3I/AAAAAAAAA6c/DUYclrh0-Vk/s320/P1020292.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;First off, if you're expecting something "OMG WTF EXCITING"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;It really isn't that exciting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;BUT IT WAS SO EXCITING FOR ME!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;Plus, it's an excuse for me to update my blog. Damnnn I'm getting lazy, only the first part of Japan done! There's still.... 7 more days wroth of Japan .... plus, I still haven't wrote about why I love Japan. Well, I think that it's going to take a loooong loooong time. Plus, my pictures are all high quality and blogger takes forever to upload them. pffft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/S1BKCzo44hI/AAAAAAAAA6g/sQdWOgeEiJc/s1600-h/P1020293.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/S1BKCzo44hI/AAAAAAAAA6g/sQdWOgeEiJc/s320/P1020293.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Something wrapped up in&amp;nbsp;polystyrene!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Actually, no point for me acting all "what is it?" cause I already know what it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/S1BKDE3D7oI/AAAAAAAAA6k/qwKhxPc6ZNg/s1600-h/P1020296.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/S1BKDE3D7oI/AAAAAAAAA6k/qwKhxPc6ZNg/s320/P1020296.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/S1BKDVwibuI/AAAAAAAAA6o/tXvXJLyIqpw/s1600-h/P1020297.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/S1BKDVwibuI/AAAAAAAAA6o/tXvXJLyIqpw/s320/P1020297.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;Yes, my dear friend! THEY HAVE FINALLY ARRIVED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;Well, not finally, I've only been waiting for a few days after payment was&amp;nbsp;confirmed. SO EXCITING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;A pair of blue contact lenses!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;and it's NOT EXPENSIVE. It cost about RM31 (Including Postage) and it is a yearly lens! (but for hygiene&amp;nbsp;purposes, 5-6 months use is&amp;nbsp;recommended) But if you don't use it as a replacement for your daily contacts/glasses (like me, I don't wear contacts everyday, much less colored contacts) &amp;nbsp;It can last longer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;Plus, I've been wanting colored contacts since a long long time! But Freshlook is SO EXPENSIVE and the colors are not as nice as&amp;nbsp;these! A word of advice from a contact person, if you intend on buying colored contacts, DO NOT, DO NOT get a pair from freshlook! You can get colored contacts a lot nicer and cheaper from online sites.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;I know, online sites? are they trusted? I had the VERY same&amp;nbsp;dilemma&amp;nbsp;when I was considering to buy a pair, but since it was&amp;nbsp;recommended&amp;nbsp;by a friends,friends who has used the contacts with no problems, I truest the site. Yes, they are 100% safe, if you ever get an eye infection it's not because of the contacts, it is because you don't know how to care for the contacts well enough. They will not cheat you off your money, how do I know? well... I've purchased quite a number of stuff from blogshops before and none of them have cheated me of my money. Whats more is that you do not need a credit card to purchase from the store! just go to your nearest bank and bank in the money inside their account, get a&amp;nbsp;receipt , scan it in and mail it to your seller as proof of purchase.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Coloerd contacts DO NOT look blur! and colored contacts will not come in the way of your vision. The only cons about colored contacts is that it makes your eyes feel drier than conventional contacts, so it is not&amp;nbsp;recommended&amp;nbsp;for you to wear them daily. Either that , or you get used to the idea of using eye drops, which is not that much of a terrible idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;So well? what are you waiting for? Trust me, after looking through the sites that I'm about to give you, you WILL agree with me :D psst, the models are pretty too &amp;gt;_&amp;gt; So here's me trying on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Blue Contacts from the Angel Series&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;. And no, I am NOT trying to be white, why does doing "white" things like bleaching blonde and partying and stuff make someone a "white person wannabe"? I don't get it. Just because someone LIKES to do or to have something that is out of their race it doesn't make them any less of a person.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/S1Bk6CDXkjI/AAAAAAAAA60/ICU2pwPhWEs/s1600-h/P1020300.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/S1Bk6CDXkjI/AAAAAAAAA60/ICU2pwPhWEs/s320/P1020300.jpg" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/S1Bl_FkbFSI/AAAAAAAAA7A/vFucMqCytIU/s1600-h/P1020302.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/S1Bl_FkbFSI/AAAAAAAAA7A/vFucMqCytIU/s320/P1020302.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/S1Bk6CDXkjI/AAAAAAAAA60/ICU2pwPhWEs/s1600-h/P1020300.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/S1Bk6n-5o7I/AAAAAAAAA68/WrN8CKXzXcg/s1600-h/P1020299-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="84" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/S1Bk6n-5o7I/AAAAAAAAA68/WrN8CKXzXcg/s320/P1020299-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Only the third picture wasn't photoshop edited, this is because I CANNOT bear seeing myself with SUCH dark eye circles. wdf. No, no "plastic surgery" has been done to change any of my facial features. I just tweaked the color and removed my eye circles .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Now that I look back, I should have photoshopped that picture, but whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Question : Do they make my eyes look BIGGER or SMALLER?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It's hard to tell cause I'm already opening up my eyes so widely &amp;gt;_&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;Do not 100% trust my pictures, yes the colors are really nice but it looks different under different lightning. I took those pictures during afternoon in my room, using a mirror which is just beside the window. When I took a few photos at a darker lightning place, the color is not as obvious as it is.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;Recommended&amp;nbsp;sites!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;( The websites sell GENERALLY the same range of contacts but some of them have different series and different price ranges and different order dates, so just compare around for the best deal!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;http://jj-lens.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://esthergeotrading.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;http://esthergeotrading.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://vivifashion.blogdrive.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;http://vivifashion.blogdrive.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;Why am I doing an advertorial? Without being paid? or anything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;I don't know, because I just think this is something wroth passing on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28920191-2939257245316365006?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/2939257245316365006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=2939257245316365006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/2939257245316365006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/2939257245316365006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2010/01/review-something-in-mail.html' title='REVIEW : Something in the mail'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/S1BKCemMr3I/AAAAAAAAA6c/DUYclrh0-Vk/s72-c/P1020292.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-8523721165929556495</id><published>2010-01-10T00:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T00:29:57.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The amount of times</title><content type='html'>It's past midnight and I'm deep in thought again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not depressed , no. I don't think my life sucks, alright maybe I do, but at some point we all think our life sucks. But I go to a good school, I have a home, I don't live in hunger. If you ask me, thats a pretty damned good life .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But whenever I say my life sucks,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's not because I don't think I have a good life, I do have a good life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's because I just feel ... out of place, alone, empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe I should stop using that phrase anymore, it makes me seem emo, depressive, or whatever. I'm actually not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm just, so filled with my own thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that sometimes, It even blows me away.&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/28920191-8523721165929556495?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/8523721165929556495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=8523721165929556495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/8523721165929556495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/8523721165929556495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2010/01/amount-of-times.html' title='The amount of times'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-3800137918779467135</id><published>2010-01-06T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T21:20:52.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I can’t believe 2009 is over! Okay, that’s a wrong phrasing of words, seriously, why do people constantly say “I can’t believe ___” when it already happened? Like..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I can’t believe I’m one year older!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I can’t believe you bought a new car!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Because if it already happened, whats NOT to believe? Okay, I completely lost my point. So what was I going to talk about…. Oh yes, A sentimental post about the end of the year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Frankly speaking, 2009 sucked. Maybe it’s because I don’t often see things very optimistically or maybe because it just sucked in general. Whatever. Why did it suck? Because Michael Jackson died. I’m kidding, It’s a real pity that he died but I was in sorrow but I didn’t pay that much mind to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Okay, the real reason is because of everything that has happened that are too long to be put in just a few sentences.&amp;nbsp; Sigh, thinking back, it’s really been that depressing. Goodbye 2009, you’ve been a bitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;And it’s not really about boarding house issues, although that’s partly the reason, it’s about everything that I can never take back. Everything that I used to hold so dear that’s destroyed so easily. I can’t believe how many new friends I’ve made , that I’ve lost. How many old friends I was with, that I also lost. Right now, I feel more alone then ever and honestly, it’s so hard to feel alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Wouldn’t it be nice, to have someone waiting for you to come back? Someone who would remind you that you’re important to them? Maybe it’s because of my desire to be appreciated and be loved that has made me felt so far away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I look back at the times with Mex and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Beni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;, I knew we were going to drift away but I didn’t know what would it feel when they were gone. I think of the good times I had when I was part of the Guild called “Amplify” with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Lydia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;, Leost, and all the members. I used to hold them so dear. I reminisce on the times when I went out on outings with Jiann Lee, Han Jun, and the gang. It would happen very rarely from now on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Bleeeeeh. All this reminiscing is just going to get me depressed again, not that I’m not …….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Okay! Next point… I’ve completely lost track on what I’m supposed to talk about now. Alright, Sucky 2009! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;…..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;…….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;……….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;There’s nothing more to say, seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I can’t wait to graduate from High School and move to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Melbourne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;OH YES, I wanted to talk about resolutions. Why do resolutions have to be on new year? I mean, if you really wanted to change yourself you could do it any time! Okay, I’m going to stop being such a bitch and talk about my resolutions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol start="1" style="margin-top: 0cm;" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I will be more tidy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I will STOP misplacing things      (annoying)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I will enhance my Chinese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I will ignore my brother      whenever he comments/criticizes on everything I do. I will not og into a      roaring frenzy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I will STUDY HARD, VERY HARD      and get an average of at least 70% for every exam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I will train with my DSLR and      take more awesome photos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I will stop thinking “OMFG,      THIS GIRL IS SO PRETTY, IT’S NOT EVEN FUNNY” and then start to feel low on      self- esteem (Sorry highly impossible)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I will be more confident with      my looks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I will grow taller -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I will care more for my skin!      Lotion! Sun Block!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I will learn how to pack light!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I will NOT bitch / gossip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I will be nice to the new girls      in the BH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I will keep my feelings to      myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I will be more careful about      what I say, I will not say things that might hurt others. The truth is      OFTEN better left untold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I will not act cold towards      someone I do not like. I will learn to accept them, If I cannot accept      them I will at least respect them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I will stop cutting into conversations,      I will not join conversations that usually do not involve me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I will stop putting my phone in SILENT. (wtf, whenever missing cannot find)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I will enhance my fashion sense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I will sleep early and wake up early every night (eyebags wtf)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I will invest more in colored contacts!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I will keep in touch with my friends, I will not lose anybody who I have held dear to me anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;And more to come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28920191-3800137918779467135?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/3800137918779467135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=3800137918779467135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/3800137918779467135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/3800137918779467135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-cant-believe-2009-is-over-okay-thats.html' title=''/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-2032316207891240889</id><published>2010-01-03T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T13:47:34.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Japan 2009 - Love Drunk part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;Yes, Yes, BE JEALOUS. I went to Japan for a week (seven days, obviously) for my year end holidays. The trip was crazy expensive and was the most expensive trip me and my family have ever went on. omfg, and you know what the worst part it? is that I REALLY REALLY WANT TO GO BACK TO JAPAN. It's not true when they say "the best things in life are free".&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;But still, I was WTF excited about the trip!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;Sigh, I probably have to wait until I collect my retirement fee and have enough money for another visit to Japan. Unless I seriously decided to migrate there. I love Japan. I seriously do, and I REALLY want to live there but Japan is NOT Australia...... I can't study in Japan nor am I ever going to live there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Why do I love Japan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Despite popular believe, it wasn't because of the food. We didn't really eat OMFG AMAZING food in the trip, I was rather&amp;nbsp;disappointed, I could have gotten better Jap food in Malaysia then what I ate on the trip! My mom told me it was because we were part of a tour and that they were very stingy people so they want to save money on food, thus brining us to eat CHEAP Jap food. Well, thats the con side of following a tour.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Well, stay tuned for the real answer on why I love Japan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;and for why is the title of my post called&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;LOVE DRUNK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/S0AbUTUdlXI/AAAAAAAAA6A/lsJ6wKUp2kE/s1600-h/P1010137.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/S0AbUTUdlXI/AAAAAAAAA6A/lsJ6wKUp2kE/s320/P1010137.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/S0AbTQilYnI/AAAAAAAAA58/MjzqXS_uY1s/s1600-h/P1010134.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/S0AbTQilYnI/AAAAAAAAA58/MjzqXS_uY1s/s320/P1010134.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;DAY ONE ; TOKYO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;We took the midnight flight to Tokyo, took seven hours so you can imagine how tired we were by the time we landed. There was no time to rest, it was straight to our plans! The first day in Tokyo was the worst day of the holiday! (well, maybe second) My eyes were SO tired and dry I seriously couldn't even keep it open. Plus, I was suddenly down with the flu. You know when you have the flu, your whole body feels really exhausted ? Yeah, thats how I felt. So I couldn't stand still or see still, I was so desperate to have a good nights rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;So the first day we just went around and looked at the city , went for some expensive shopping, didn't buy anything because everything was so high class plus most of the stuff were winter stuff. Bleh, well, at least we didn't do anything strenuous or I would have DIED. I just spent most of the time sitting around the shopping mall.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/S0Ar5E4RJ7I/AAAAAAAAA6M/7dyzMYv2nS8/s1600-h/P1010140.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/S0Ar5E4RJ7I/AAAAAAAAA6M/7dyzMYv2nS8/s320/P1010140.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/S0AsfeQ8CsI/AAAAAAAAA6U/9gxewVlkoNE/s1600-h/JPN_2279.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/S0AsfeQ8CsI/AAAAAAAAA6U/9gxewVlkoNE/s320/JPN_2279.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Lunch.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Yes, I can see you people DROOLING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;But hold that in, because there is nothing to drool about. Even though the table was so filled with food till there isn't anymore hand space, I only ate rice and soup. Why? because all the food were COLD and YUCKY. They didn't taste good at all, it was almost as if they prepared the food the night before and left it on the table for the next customer to walk in. Only the soup was served warm and thats what I ate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;Alright, more tomorrow! I'm going to watch Avatar now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;and as a compensation on why I haven't blogged frequently, I will put a lot of effort into Japan Post! which will be AT LEAST 5 parts post, so expect to hear a lot about Japan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28920191-2032316207891240889?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/2032316207891240889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=2032316207891240889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/2032316207891240889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/2032316207891240889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2010/01/japan-2009-love-drunk-part-1.html' title='Japan 2009 - Love Drunk part 1'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/S0AbUTUdlXI/AAAAAAAAA6A/lsJ6wKUp2kE/s72-c/P1010137.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-8914004728281105254</id><published>2010-01-02T15:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T15:47:45.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Japan 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sz75YDSy0dI/AAAAAAAAA54/hBClhtW4FNI/s1600-h/JPN_3080.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sz75YDSy0dI/AAAAAAAAA54/hBClhtW4FNI/s320/JPN_3080.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Was so FRIKING FUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Might be going to US next year, who want to join me faster say first hor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Will update about the WHOLE 7 day trip when.... I'm in the mood. HAHAHAH&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/28920191-8914004728281105254?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/8914004728281105254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=8914004728281105254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/8914004728281105254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/8914004728281105254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2010/01/japan-2009.html' title='Japan 2009'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sz75YDSy0dI/AAAAAAAAA54/hBClhtW4FNI/s72-c/JPN_3080.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-257271485284490529</id><published>2010-01-01T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T23:07:19.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010</title><content type='html'>BABUMMMMM. It's a new decade :D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, usually for a new years post I'd go all in and talk about how the year has been. 2009 has has it's up and downs. But you take a lesson and you move on =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I'm back from Japan and expect the next few post to be filled with truckloads of photos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But first, my new year resolutions!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Stop being such a PIG -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Grow Taller&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Gain weight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Better results&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Stop swearing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really, I like to keep it simple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No, I lied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm just not in a great mood to blog right now but I want to have a post on the first day of 2010!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28920191-257271485284490529?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/257271485284490529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=257271485284490529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/257271485284490529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/257271485284490529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010.html' title='2010'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-1157418393973513835</id><published>2009-12-24T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T00:33:56.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dumm Dummmm Dummmmmm</title><content type='html'>I thought it was pretty recent since I last updated, guess I thought wrong.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, there is no reason why I haven't been updating. It's not because the holidays are too boring , it's because I'm actually filling up my time! Well, this isn't really an update either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hanjun had his 16th Birthday, Jiannlee just turned sixteen today too! I've been spending a lot of time in 1U. I've been playing a lot of Dai Di, c'mon, the whole point of holidays is dai di! Nothing much major been happening but I've just found myself occupied and my inspiration to blog is boredom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I'll leave a post before I head off to Japan tomorrow night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28920191-1157418393973513835?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/1157418393973513835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=1157418393973513835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/1157418393973513835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/1157418393973513835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2009/12/dumm-dummmm-dummmmmm.html' title='Dumm Dummmm Dummmmmm'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-7692916747659098999</id><published>2009-12-13T13:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T16:56:23.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>China</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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She couldn’t stop complimenting about the school, saying how even though it is an all-girls school, it isn’t like any other. It teaches you how to be independent and deal with other sexes so you won’t come out and feel intimidated by the male species. She doesn’t even go to that school, she doesn’t even have a DAUGHTER, and how could she think that she is so well-known about the subject if she hasn’t experienced it by herself. If I wasn’t a person with respect, I would have asked her to STFU. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;She continues saying how I should go to Melbourne University that only the SMARTEST and BEST students would be able to enter. I immediately said that I am NOT going to that university, there are other things I want to do. It was almost as if she thought I was thinking too highly of myself, thus even one of the world top universities were not good enough for me. Strictly speaking, that is NOT the case&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Why are we defined by which schools we’ve been to? Why does studying in MLC make me above everybody else? Because I’m not.  I’ve achieved what anybody with the will and drive could have achieved. I score satisfactory results, not because I go to one of the top schools in Perth, because I’ve worked for it, I really worked for it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Actually, there is no true reason why I want to attend Melbourne University, not because I sincerely believe that it is one of the best, it is because I was brought up with that belief. There was only ONE name I truly knew during growing up and that was Melbourne U. I don’t care about anything else, I didn’t know the location of the university, I didn’t know about the community, I didn’t know about the campus and everything else that might have mattered. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;In the asian community, it is traditionally believed that Melbourne University was one of the highest you could achieve. (because countries like UK and US are too far away and cost of living would be way too expensive) It is traditionally believed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;All that mattered was that I would walk out from the university, with my head held high.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Are different universities really that different from the graduates they create? If I take Law in Melbourne University compared to someone who took law from some small private university, would there really be that much of a big gap between us? Aren’t everything that we learn roughly the same? Why would Criminal law in one school be different from criminal law in another, Why are we so tightly judged on the school we attend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Tradition is over. This is 2009 (soon to be 2010), just because a school or university doesn’t have name and that you don’t know about it, doesn’t mean that it’s a bad university. Just because someone attends a university that has never been heard of, doesn’t mean that he was stupid and only attended that university due to the failure to enter other university. In fact, I believe that most schools are on par now, it only matters on what courses they have, what subjects you can chose from, the location and the school fees. (And maybe if the place is privately owned or not, because people who come from richer families are usually more obliged to work harder, USUALLY, I’ve seen a whole lot who don’t really care). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Don’t you know that when there’s a gathering and you’re surrounded by aunties and uncles asking you questions you don’t really want to answer. One of the most common questions would be about studies, why wouldn’t it be? Having an education is one of the most important things ever. They would ask you which school you go to and what do you intend to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Maybe my answer for the first question is a lot more pleasing to the ear than my second answer. Don’t kid me, Graphic Design? Who would ever look highly to someone who holds a degree for that? Because it is a course that almost everybody can enter, it doesn’t require you to be an A student in school, you don’t have to have scored one of the best scores in your school to enter that course, unlike Law, Engineering, Medicine etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;The sad thing is, I could do SO MUCH better than graphic design, I could go into law if I want to, I know I can do it. Yet, the idea of that doesn’t seem like something I could ever see myself in. The sadder thing is, I have spent so many years of my life being a part of Graphic Design that I know that If I chose to drop it and go for something else, it would be the BIGGEST regret of my life, I would look back and wonder, what if?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;What if, I had spent those important university years doing something that I loved so dear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;What would have been my result?&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/28920191-5972939403607096517?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/5972939403607096517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=5972939403607096517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/5972939403607096517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/5972939403607096517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2009/12/thing-about-schools.html' title='The thing about SCHOOLS'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-3237605666658411522</id><published>2009-12-10T00:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T16:56:13.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday rambles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the recent days are going to be pretty filled, there's&amp;nbsp;definitely&amp;nbsp;still going to be boring moments at home but I can't complain much about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just went out to 1U with Sharon and Samantha, tomorrow I'm going out with mom, weekend, nothing much planned, might head out and swim , clean up my room (after MUCH procrastination), find out what my mom's up to and just tag along whatever plan she has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week heading down to KL for some stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept really late last night, not intentionally. I went to bed at 10.40AM, my skin started to itch and I couldn't stop myself from&amp;nbsp;scratching. I have sensitive skin and my whole leg and back started to go red and had lumps on it (I do not dare to call them hives, because hives seem to be such a serious word for a (believed to be) minor condition)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More updates tomorrow ! (technically, today)&lt;br /&gt;I need to get sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anybody with a solution on how to reduce eye bags?&lt;br /&gt;It seems that even though I sleep&amp;nbsp;regularly, around 10pm and wake up at 7am, they NEVER seem to fade. I looked back at old photos, a few years back, THEY WERE STILL THE SAME, I just never noticed them before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sleep pattern is good. I don't really stay up, I'm often at bed by 11pm, with some exception days, exams, holidays, etc.&lt;br /&gt;and I often wake up at god knows when.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I swear, I NEVER wake up. Unless I have a motive to wake up that is implanted in my head, I won't wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you realize that after waking up at 6am everyday for school, you kindda get used to it? your body knows that you have to wake up at that time for school and even though you might still sleep for "five more minutes" you still kindda know thats when you have to wake up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes even when your alarm fails to ring, you are already magically awake? and you check your clock and go "fuck, it's time already".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT on holidays and on weekend, your body just doesn't seem to react the same way? you sleep in without any trouble?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats me.&lt;br /&gt;It's like my mind magically knows when It is required to BE UP and when it is okay to never wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept at 11pm once and woke up at 1pm, extreme? no, it's a regular routine. no, not really, thats where the magnificent invention called "the alarm clock" comes in, which rings at 9PM every morning without fail, even though I find myself pressing the snooze button way too often, which often results in multiple alarms (in intervals) and me waking up a lot later then the designated time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28920191-3237605666658411522?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/3237605666658411522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=3237605666658411522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/3237605666658411522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/3237605666658411522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2009/12/more-random-webcam-photos-again.html' title='Holiday rambles'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-2426078515129787861</id><published>2009-12-07T19:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T17:01:29.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Glasses..?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="CLEAR LENS FASHION GLASSES - Sunglasses - Mens Accessories - TOPMAN" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-thing?.out=jpg&amp;amp;size=l&amp;amp;tid=1308002" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. GLASSES&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I SWEAR, I never thought the day would come that the public would think glasses look so good. It has made contact lense obsolete. I've always thought that I looked nice with glasses, but everybody else seemed to think otherwise. Hence, contacts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I never thought the day would come that people would be wearing clear lense glasses, because it looked good. &amp;nbsp;BUT, I NEVER THOUGHT I WOULD LIVE TO TURN SIXTEEN TOO! Yet, here I am, alive, kicking, and blogging. (no, seriously, I thought that sixteen years was a REALLY long time and in between that time period something tragic would happen, that was when I was young and stupid, mind me.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not sure if I should just get a glasses change as a whole, or just buy one with a clear lense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Suggestions?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If I buy the one with clear lense, it would be cheaper and I would accompany it with contacts (obviously, I need to SEE). Pro's are, I can take it off whenever I want to without turning blind and it is cheaper. Cons? it's a waste of contacts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and vice versa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28920191-2426078515129787861?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/2426078515129787861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=2426078515129787861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/2426078515129787861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/2426078515129787861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2009/12/glasses.html' title='Glasses..?'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-2113305184830764415</id><published>2009-12-01T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T16:39:22.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories of YEAR 10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/SxTR0jWt2cI/AAAAAAAAA4A/VxyPxU2Cpkw/s1600/au5.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/SxTR0jWt2cI/AAAAAAAAA4A/VxyPxU2Cpkw/s1600/au5.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/SxTRqN7zsvI/AAAAAAAAA38/tId7j_xpUlc/s1600/Picture0001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/SxTRqN7zsvI/AAAAAAAAA38/tId7j_xpUlc/s320/Picture0001.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;It's still hard to swallow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;that year 10 is &lt;b&gt;over&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2345/2/47/794063755/n794063755_1365135_7048.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2345/2/47/794063755/n794063755_1365135_7048.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs088.snc1/4916_1165850350424_1352853236_30451073_3076481_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs088.snc1/4916_1165850350424_1352853236_30451073_3076481_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs108.snc1/4916_1165844550279_1352853236_30451022_8239708_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs108.snc1/4916_1165844550279_1352853236_30451022_8239708_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;I've met so many &lt;b&gt;people&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Each different from another&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs131.snc1/5640_1206839815135_1352853236_30599442_4013155_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs131.snc1/5640_1206839815135_1352853236_30599442_4013155_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs216.snc1/8319_137752557230_526347230_2972777_1422206_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs216.snc1/8319_137752557230_526347230_2972777_1422206_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs260.snc1/10716_1217869050859_1352853236_30636232_4349191_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs260.snc1/10716_1217869050859_1352853236_30636232_4349191_n.jpg" width="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Had so many&lt;b&gt; feelings&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;That were left unsorted&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs221.snc1/6833_1245443579233_1323704727_30690206_382875_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs221.snc1/6833_1245443579233_1323704727_30690206_382875_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs204.snc1/7126_102511253098026_100000174547500_71020_6732301_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs204.snc1/7126_102511253098026_100000174547500_71020_6732301_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs221.snc1/6833_1245445899291_1323704727_30690264_737752_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs221.snc1/6833_1245445899291_1323704727_30690264_737752_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Made so many&lt;b&gt; decisions&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;which created so much uneasiness&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs280.snc1/10716_1223728797349_1352853236_30652357_3111149_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs280.snc1/10716_1223728797349_1352853236_30652357_3111149_n.jpg" width="237" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs279.snc1/10616_1244033344950_1352853236_30714171_6333608_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs279.snc1/10616_1244033344950_1352853236_30714171_6333608_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs223.snc1/7016_1248217089541_1352853236_30726597_5409489_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs223.snc1/7016_1248217089541_1352853236_30726597_5409489_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs203.snc1/7016_1248220489626_1352853236_30726609_1440015_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs203.snc1/7016_1248220489626_1352853236_30726609_1440015_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Got &lt;b&gt;hurt&lt;/b&gt; countless times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs218.snc1/8534_167683397230_526347230_3233666_103272_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs218.snc1/8534_167683397230_526347230_3233666_103272_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs276.snc1/10319_1249627924811_1352853236_30730703_4094902_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs276.snc1/10319_1249627924811_1352853236_30730703_4094902_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs256.snc1/10319_1249640565127_1352853236_30730733_290528_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs256.snc1/10319_1249640565127_1352853236_30730733_290528_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;Experienced so many &lt;b&gt;tears&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs256.snc1/10319_1249624484725_1352853236_30730696_1270203_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs256.snc1/10319_1249624484725_1352853236_30730696_1270203_n.jpg" width="178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs090.snc3/15735_1260334192461_1352853236_30763753_366354_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs090.snc3/15735_1260334192461_1352853236_30763753_366354_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs090.snc3/15735_1260334112459_1352853236_30763751_3131091_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs090.snc3/15735_1260334112459_1352853236_30763751_3131091_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;I've made it through, all the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;All the &lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;hatred&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;and all the times I was &lt;b&gt;alone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs110.snc3/15768_1263570913377_1352853236_30773885_1492680_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs110.snc3/15768_1263570913377_1352853236_30773885_1492680_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs090.snc3/15768_1263563513192_1352853236_30773849_5100964_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs090.snc3/15768_1263563513192_1352853236_30773849_5100964_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs110.snc3/15768_1263612554418_1352853236_30774130_5568353_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs110.snc3/15768_1263612554418_1352853236_30774130_5568353_n.jpg" width="178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs090.snc3/15768_1263606994279_1352853236_30774115_6165525_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs090.snc3/15768_1263606994279_1352853236_30774115_6165525_n.jpg" width="179" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs055.snc3/14264_1275351247878_1352853236_30806858_2948412_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs055.snc3/14264_1275351247878_1352853236_30806858_2948412_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;and created so many &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;laughs&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;and so many &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;memories&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tomorrow is another day&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28920191-2113305184830764415?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/2113305184830764415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=2113305184830764415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/2113305184830764415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/2113305184830764415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2009/12/memories-of-year-10.html' title='Memories of YEAR 10'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/SxTR0jWt2cI/AAAAAAAAA4A/VxyPxU2Cpkw/s72-c/au5.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-1141455806566633428</id><published>2009-11-28T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T22:33:10.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SUMMER HALIDAYSSS</title><content type='html'>yes, holidays is intentionally spelt wrong. Even though I know my English sucks as it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, true, I've been neglecting my poor old blog. Updates haven't been as interesting and there's been a lot of things that I've done recently that I haven't shared with the microscopic amount of readers I have. I hope the trailer post wasted a few minutes of your life though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, whenever there are holidays there are resolutions!&lt;br /&gt;So here's what I want to do/going to do/going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOKS.&lt;br /&gt;New Hair&lt;br /&gt;(technically, that has already been done, I've already had a haircut (fringe only) but it looks bad so I'm going to wait for it to grow before I achieve that look I wanted, then maybe I'll post a picture up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Eye Color&lt;br /&gt;(CONTACTS!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to get rid of my dark-eye circles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAIN 2KG (I'm being mighty realistic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OTHERS.&lt;br /&gt;Get into shape, swimming/jogging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and maybe more but I'm too lazy to list them out now CIAO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28920191-1141455806566633428?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/1141455806566633428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=1141455806566633428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/1141455806566633428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/1141455806566633428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2009/11/summer-halidaysss.html' title='SUMMER HALIDAYSSS'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-3652305847882819688</id><published>2009-11-22T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T20:58:33.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>movies I want to watch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JB7rX7owL-M&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JB7rX7owL-M&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Oi-RXyEpRY8&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Oi-RXyEpRY8&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RQGPdXnb2Gg&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RQGPdXnb2Gg&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vbfhb-43UNQ&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vbfhb-43UNQ&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hz86TsGx3fc&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hz86TsGx3fc&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6YAOYs3ObzI&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6YAOYs3ObzI&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6YAOYs3ObzI&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6YAOYs3ObzI&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/b5FYahzVU44&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/b5FYahzVU44&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I cried after finishing watching this trailer. Definitely a must watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/scqo1eDesc0&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/scqo1eDesc0&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SWSERvsHwH4&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SWSERvsHwH4&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;AND FAAAAME. DAMMIT I WANT TO WATCH FAME, WHY ISN'T IT RELEASED IN MALAYSIA!?! &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/28920191-3652305847882819688?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/3652305847882819688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=3652305847882819688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/3652305847882819688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/3652305847882819688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2009/11/movies-i-want-to-watch.html' title='movies I want to watch'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-3994219963633252559</id><published>2009-11-19T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T21:00:33.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm BAAAACK, not really</title><content type='html'>EXAMS ARE IN LESS THAN 12 HOURSSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is pointless to say because I'm going to be spending most of that "less-than-12-hours" sleeping. for tomorrow morning exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats really funny is that nobody here has done exams before. I've done a heckload, remember how I always used to complain about the masses of SRIKDU's test and exams? well, maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DO feel stressed. Tell me somebody who actually cares about their studies who don't feel stress. Cut out those peoeple with the "I can't care less" attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some things people never get used to no matter how much that happens. One of them is probably the death of a loved one, but not to that extent. I'm talking about exams, no matter how many exams you have, whenever an exam comes, you still go "omg exams"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, not my point here. this is a very random post talking about matters of exams because thats all I can think about now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am about to put a record!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will make relistic results on what I expect to get!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English : 65%&lt;br /&gt;Biology : 75%&lt;br /&gt;Physics : 75%&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry : 65%&lt;br /&gt;Maths : 85%&lt;br /&gt;SOSE : 65%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh and don't mock me for english -.- (people in Malaysia) I know back then I always get like, above 90 for english. BUT THIS IS AUSTRALIA. Where english is the number one language, and the number one language is always the hardest, whatever, fuck malay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realistic right? yes? no? yes? no, should lower all scores down by 10% that way I don't feel as if I failed to live up to my expectations, wahahahaa. no -.- that would be POINTLESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahaah&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahaahahah&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what? stop looking at me!&lt;br /&gt;well, my expectations are to AT LEAST get a B (above 65%)&amp;nbsp;for everything, with chem as an exception. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, this is a lame post.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for pointing that out, I'm just in a different mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will proceed to completely drench myself in ice cold water as not to fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TATA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28920191-3994219963633252559?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/3994219963633252559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=3994219963633252559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/3994219963633252559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/3994219963633252559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-baaaack-not-really.html' title='I&apos;m BAAAACK, not really'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-2210352272181881521</id><published>2009-11-15T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T14:51:24.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I first saw you that day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You welcomed us openly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you treated us as if we're friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but we were strangers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I saw the way you treated everyone else,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You would always say "I'll do it",&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You would always help someone else,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You were the nicest person I've ever seen,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I thank the lord, that I was able to speak to you today,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;even though we were such distant "friends".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want to know you better.&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/28920191-2210352272181881521?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/2210352272181881521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=2210352272181881521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/2210352272181881521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/2210352272181881521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2009/11/when-i-first-saw-you-that-day-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-7962541371245310854</id><published>2009-11-14T09:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T09:36:27.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I forgot</title><content type='html'>I want to be selfish, I want to actually put my feelings first at most time. I'm sick and tired of being a hypocrite. I don't want to act like I'm ok, I don't want to act as if I'm not offended by anything that is being said, I don't want to act as if everything is picture perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think you have problems? you think you get angry? you act like you're the only one attracting negative feelings in this world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to get pissed.&lt;br /&gt;I want to get angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if I do, would that make me any better than you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;The feeling of happiness has so far and so long escaped me, I forgot how it felt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;but day by day, I continue to get angry, I continue to hope that you weren't a part of my life, I continue to keep everything inside of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For your sake.&lt;br /&gt;Because I knew, If I never continued to keep up with you, you would never be here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28920191-7962541371245310854?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/7962541371245310854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=7962541371245310854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/7962541371245310854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/7962541371245310854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-forgot.html' title='I forgot'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-8064257409763187752</id><published>2009-11-08T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T16:38:59.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>REPLACED</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xz32I_GbpeU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xz32I_GbpeU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anybody who knows me would know that I have downloaded almost every nickelback single. Nickelback has always been the number one inspirational artist. Every time I needed to be touched or I was in the mood for something inspirational and would make me tear inside, I always went to Nickelback.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, yes, I'm that sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://musicremedy.com/webfiles/artists/Nickelback/Nickelback-01-big.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="318" src="http://musicremedy.com/webfiles/artists/Nickelback/Nickelback-01-big.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BUT lately I've found SOMEONE else that has the same moving power as them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.whitandlauren.com/_wizardimages/rascalflatts.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.whitandlauren.com/_wizardimages/rascalflatts.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;RASCAL FLATTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, not "lately", I've known and been listening to their song since forever but I never really turned to their music when I was depressed, I usually turned to Nickelback. I've always ALWAYS expected very highly of them, everytime there was a new single or MV I would already know that It's going to be good, and they've never&amp;nbsp;disappointed&amp;nbsp;me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's funny how I can change to quickly. Just yesterday I was listening to quick beat dance music the whole day,today I'm listening to slow, sad, inspirational songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/28920191-8064257409763187752?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/8064257409763187752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=8064257409763187752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/8064257409763187752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/8064257409763187752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2009/11/replaced.html' title='REPLACED'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-6622202954124775774</id><published>2009-11-08T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T10:53:58.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Three weeks wroth of blog post in ONE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;No, no, no, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not going to go into detail about what the past two-three weeks has been about! That would torture you! Instead I'm going to put TONS OF PHOTOSSSSSS and little captions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tell me if you prefer this way of posting or a more... wordy one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(I doubt anybody would like to read a whole 3 thousand word essay on my life)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last Last weekend! We went to Fremantle (the bay)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First we went and eat FUSH AND CHUPS. (thats fish and chips, in case you were thinking about it...) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We stopp frequently to take some photos but.... Grace and Jacqui walked so far ahead ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/SvYo1Iy_r-I/AAAAAAAAAyU/5Tc_c-IDFiA/s320/P1000321.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/SvYpAeOkK9I/AAAAAAAAAyk/-Q4YKtmgLyM/s1600-h/P1000327.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/SvYpAeOkK9I/AAAAAAAAAyk/-Q4YKtmgLyM/s320/P1000327.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/SvYpF1UBxtI/AAAAAAAAAys/SQ0_8oSAo1s/s320/P1000328.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/SvYpQdF6nFI/AAAAAAAAAy8/WvwHUf4-bGs/s1600-h/P1000344.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/SvYpQdF6nFI/AAAAAAAAAy8/WvwHUf4-bGs/s320/P1000344.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/SvYpUD0eglI/AAAAAAAAAzE/dU9qfPP9mSE/s1600-h/P1000345.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/SvYpUD0eglI/AAAAAAAAAzE/dU9qfPP9mSE/s320/P1000345.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/SvYpaMbSJuI/AAAAAAAAAzM/J9np2dNxKT8/s1600-h/P1000346.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/SvYpaMbSJuI/AAAAAAAAAzM/J9np2dNxKT8/s320/P1000346.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/SvYpfQz2TvI/AAAAAAAAAzU/gSCtWbTyUbI/s1600-h/P1000348.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/SvYpfQz2TvI/AAAAAAAAAzU/gSCtWbTyUbI/s320/P1000348.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After all that, we went for some ICE CREAM. Wenqin wanted to try some of my ice cream but she accidentally knocked it over, she told me abuot how she knocked someone's ice cream when she was in primary school and that girl cried, so she was afraid I'd cry! hahahahahahah. and from the wise words of Amy "This is not primary school"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So she offered me her ice cream and we were even&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/SvYpjZa4laI/AAAAAAAAAzc/ueEvY2QLP-A/s1600-h/P1000349.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/SvYpjZa4laI/AAAAAAAAAzc/ueEvY2QLP-A/s320/P1000349.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/SvYpncov6jI/AAAAAAAAAzk/ZANAOj_yOpQ/s1600-h/P1000363.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/SvYpncov6jI/AAAAAAAAAzk/ZANAOj_yOpQ/s320/P1000363.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/SvYpr0mNwtI/AAAAAAAAAzs/EMYWE-UTZ60/s1600-h/P1000378.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/SvYpr0mNwtI/AAAAAAAAAzs/EMYWE-UTZ60/s320/P1000378.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After that we went shopping in the Fremantle market, well - not exactly shopping, we didn't buy much. We just got some food to eat. After that we walked to a nearby arcade shop and took neoprints and played arcades, we spent most of our time here. It was a really fun day overall, better than your usual stuck-in-boarding-hose-nothing-to-do-weekend. &lt;br /&gt;Later that night was the valedictory dinner, which I have no pictures of. The year10's were asked to serve the graduating class. IT WAS SO TIRING, HOW DO PEOPLE LIVE BEING A WAITRESS? We had to stand beside a table for 3 HOURS STRAIGHT, walking about and handing stuff to the table. &lt;br /&gt;When I asked "Why can't they give us some chairs to sit when we're not doing anything?" &lt;br /&gt;Wenqin replied "Then it would have not looked professional" &lt;br /&gt;Yeah, she had a point. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were people who were grumpy because they had to serve. I don't get what’s the big deal about this whole thing, it's just a one night, and the next time when you're graduating, other people will do the same for you! Well, even though they're forced to, BUT NOT THE POINT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heather Lamont Festival was in the following week! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heather Lamont is like Paramount Championship in SRIKDU. You perform, you paint, draw, whatever and win awards. But there's in SRIKDU, we performed as a class, whereas here, we perform as a house group (like yellow hose, green house etc) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/SvYp1tRqBcI/AAAAAAAAAz8/e2CyheN1SXI/s1600-h/P1000415.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/SvYp1tRqBcI/AAAAAAAAAz8/e2CyheN1SXI/s320/P1000415.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Rehearsing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/SvYp55rw7GI/AAAAAAAAA0E/51NRqSrKVP8/s1600-h/P1000417.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/SvYp55rw7GI/AAAAAAAAA0E/51NRqSrKVP8/s320/P1000417.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Painting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/SvYoi1T0F0I/AAAAAAAAAx0/QCTq0Tqjj3Q/s1600-h/P1000438.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/SvYoi1T0F0I/AAAAAAAAAx0/QCTq0Tqjj3Q/s320/P1000438.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/SvYojSxfT5I/AAAAAAAAAx8/9O1eMSliq-M/s1600-h/P1000442.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/SvYojSxfT5I/AAAAAAAAAx8/9O1eMSliq-M/s320/P1000442.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/SvYooHVcEPI/AAAAAAAAAyE/looiKnHgViM/s1600-h/P1000439.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/SvYooHVcEPI/AAAAAAAAAyE/looiKnHgViM/s320/P1000439.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was a little disappointed with photography, maybe I'm just jealous or whatever but I felt that the judges gave awards for "BEST SUBJECT" not best skills. I saw a HEAD ON shot of just a normal ostrich and it won 2nd prize. The photo didn't even apply any photography skills and any idiot could have taken that photo but because the ostrich looked so nice, it won 2nd place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/SvYp-TaH2nI/AAAAAAAAA0M/zQjtVPrRvPQ/s1600-h/P1000421.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/SvYp-TaH2nI/AAAAAAAAA0M/zQjtVPrRvPQ/s320/P1000421.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(random) Check out my wardrobe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/SvYqUqhLnaI/AAAAAAAAA0s/1p-sKUetBko/s1600-h/P1000509.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/SvYqUqhLnaI/AAAAAAAAA0s/1p-sKUetBko/s320/P1000509.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/SvYqXnS2ssI/AAAAAAAAA00/zcFHIjnqGP4/s1600-h/P1000510.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/SvYqXnS2ssI/AAAAAAAAA00/zcFHIjnqGP4/s320/P1000510.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The moon was glowing really nicely the past few days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We had THREE birthdays the past two weeks. First was WenQin's birthday which was a few days after the Fremantle trip (photos above) We wanted to surprise her at midninght by waking her up and wishing her happy birthday. IT WAS HILLARIOUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;First, we all sneaked in quietly to her room while she was still asleep, then we were counting down to when we should sing and suddenly she screamed, naturally we screamed as well. HAHAHAH. and then we started&amp;nbsp;singing happy birthday and handing her presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She said that she was half asleep, she didn't hear us come in or the door or anything. She heard somone make a sound and she opned her eyes a little and saw a dark figure moving towards her, so she screamed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/SvYqb-g926I/AAAAAAAAA08/rGIuLqvB5UU/s1600-h/P1000521.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/SvYqb-g926I/AAAAAAAAA08/rGIuLqvB5UU/s320/P1000521.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/SvYqf9h6-VI/AAAAAAAAA1E/j0Ic_RFhmGI/s1600-h/P1000526.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/SvYqf9h6-VI/AAAAAAAAA1E/j0Ic_RFhmGI/s320/P1000526.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/SvYqlHNyYNI/AAAAAAAAA1M/x2PGDdszzfU/s1600-h/P1000529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/SvYqlHNyYNI/AAAAAAAAA1M/x2PGDdszzfU/s320/P1000529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/SvYqqVf94-I/AAAAAAAAA1U/ELeCoUqIQEs/s1600-h/P1000530.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/SvYqqVf94-I/AAAAAAAAA1U/ELeCoUqIQEs/s320/P1000530.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/SvYqvL62BxI/AAAAAAAAA1c/GOeyxv2jHJ4/s1600-h/P1000532.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/SvYqvL62BxI/AAAAAAAAA1c/GOeyxv2jHJ4/s320/P1000532.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/SvYqzxoBsAI/AAAAAAAAA1k/evVD9_fmei0/s1600-h/P1000536.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/SvYqzxoBsAI/AAAAAAAAA1k/evVD9_fmei0/s320/P1000536.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Just on thursday was Jacqui's and Forrest birthday, on the same day. Everything for Jacqui's birthday was so planned out and perfect. well, almost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/SvYq4BaUP5I/AAAAAAAAA1s/zuJLABrGEuE/s1600-h/P1000548.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/SvYq4BaUP5I/AAAAAAAAA1s/zuJLABrGEuE/s320/P1000548.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/SvYq-GQpiAI/AAAAAAAAA10/5GgkKzfRmig/s1600-h/P1000551.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/SvYq-GQpiAI/AAAAAAAAA10/5GgkKzfRmig/s320/P1000551.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/SvYrD1nsODI/AAAAAAAAA18/rXURGbAPgHc/s1600-h/P1000559.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/SvYrD1nsODI/AAAAAAAAA18/rXURGbAPgHc/s320/P1000559.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/SvYrI0-0UnI/AAAAAAAAA2E/PbP53NNKbtw/s1600-h/P1000562.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/SvYrI0-0UnI/AAAAAAAAA2E/PbP53NNKbtw/s320/P1000562.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/SvYrM-a2lOI/AAAAAAAAA2M/95aivHSpaoI/s1600-h/P1000570.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/SvYrM-a2lOI/AAAAAAAAA2M/95aivHSpaoI/s320/P1000570.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/SvYrU1x1E-I/AAAAAAAAA2c/LfmNZaMnEhM/s1600-h/P1000578.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/SvYrU1x1E-I/AAAAAAAAA2c/LfmNZaMnEhM/s320/P1000578.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/SvYrQ_5ccKI/AAAAAAAAA2U/NU9YsBJ4gkw/s1600-h/P1000576.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/SvYrQ_5ccKI/AAAAAAAAA2U/NU9YsBJ4gkw/s320/P1000576.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This weekend was just a very casual weekend. It was quite productive! I actually studies quite a bit and played the piano. We went to Dome and to the foreshore later on. It was so much fun! hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S Sorry about any errors on grammar/spelling, I couldn't be bothered to check&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28920191-6622202954124775774?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/6622202954124775774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=6622202954124775774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/6622202954124775774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/6622202954124775774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2009/11/three-weeks-wroth-of-blog-post-in-one.html' title='Three weeks wroth of blog post in ONE'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/SvYo1Iy_r-I/AAAAAAAAAyU/5Tc_c-IDFiA/s72-c/P1000321.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-4541641334903486755</id><published>2009-11-02T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T22:18:30.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hibernation</title><content type='html'>EXAM HIBERNATION MODE.&lt;br /&gt;Countdown;&lt;br /&gt;4 days till CONCERT PRACTICE&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks till YEAR END EXAMS&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks till DRIVERS LEARNERS PERMIT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I come back I WILL post the promised post&lt;br /&gt;- The truth about compact cameras&lt;br /&gt;- [ review ] the LUMIX LX3, my new toy &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;- A post full of photos and little slogans, my updates&lt;br /&gt;- Heather Lamont Festival, dance videos and etc&lt;br /&gt;- Photoshoot part 3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28920191-4541641334903486755?l=aqualiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/feeds/4541641334903486755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28920191&amp;postID=4541641334903486755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/4541641334903486755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28920191/posts/default/4541641334903486755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aqualiary.blogspot.com/2009/11/hibernation.html' title='Hibernation'/><author><name>Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12281353302350820060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iKo7CmaW_9o/Sq-dNhkyE-I/AAAAAAAAAwc/53EUkh5gttA/S220/profile4+copy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28920191.post-1492300286522396489</id><published>2009-10-31T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T18:44:03.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Death</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I pull my chair closer to the hospital bed. 'Do you remember the summer we signed you up for camp? I told you to get a seat on the left side of the bus, so when it pulled away, you'd be able to look back and see me there, waiting for you.' I press her hand&amp;nbsp;against&amp;nbsp;my cheek ' You get that same seat in Heaven, one where you can watch me, watching.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I bury my face in the blankets and tell this daughter of mine how much I love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt
