<?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-5580925976246679318</id><updated>2012-02-25T11:57:18.408+08:00</updated><category term='N'/><title type='text'>Sunshine On A Cloudy Day</title><subtitle type='html'>A poet is someone who stands outside in the rain hoping to be struck by lightning.
[James Dickey]</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>188</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-7934892840516022903</id><published>2012-02-23T15:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-23T15:40:02.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seriously,titles, whaaat?</title><content type='html'>Quote: Titles elude me, they always have. End quote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing my friend's new blog makes me feel jealous. I want a new blog with an awesome new title and clean layout too! So.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lop0kuXcki1r05905o1_500.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;HERE.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qAe_tGYu1gg/TvgqR4OfjuI/AAAAAAAAA0s/SFeAr3Zv00Q/s320/cute+meme.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qAe_tGYu1gg/TvgqR4OfjuI/AAAAAAAAA0s/SFeAr3Zv00Q/s320/cute+meme.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Did you click it? If you did: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;ASDFGHJKL YOU CARE ABOUT ME. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no, i didn't really change my blog link, i confess. Back in form 2, i would wonder why so many of&amp;nbsp; my form 4 or 5 friends would switch to a new link all of a sudden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't a blog supposed to keep your memories? For better or for worse? So even though i'm tired of seeing MUSICAL CHAIRS emblazoned at the top every time, tired&amp;nbsp; of the guitars, tired of blogging something nobody will see, tired of ads...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'll still stick to it. That's me. Dont give up.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making a blog was tough sometimes. Sometimes i go by a few months without blogging!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or even worse, blogging for the sake of adding something. Which was not very good for my creativity. It probably scared away anyone who was taking a first look at the blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;But i'll keep by one of my hundreds of favourite quotes from books. This quote was one i actually kept remembering when i was on the verge of giving up: "Persevere, Clare." It's from the Time Traveller's Wife. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, that was a great book. Just imagine, two soulmates who rarely end up together because one of them is a spontaneous time traveller. Sure, it might have been fun seeing your future wife as a little kid, but when you finally cross paths with her in real life, you just don't want to have to go back to little-kid-wife when you got real-life-wife, you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;*cue emoKayli. emoKayli appears in a flash of&lt;strike&gt; rainbows &lt;/strike&gt;dark, dense fog*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Form 4 was supposed to be honeymoon year. Where you and the friends you've been hanging out with for the past 3 years could finally relax for a bit. But life doesn't go that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things happen, you get split apart. So the question is, can you persevere? Hope so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to think scouts was the climax, the un-un-knottable knot of all knots in life. You know?&amp;nbsp; *please stop saying you know* That part where nothing especially bad could happen, whether you fail an exam, or whether your friends all get positions but you dont, it doesn't matter, cause your friends are thereeee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they're slowly drifting away. Being in separate classes can be tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;*supercalifragilisticespialidocious! emoKayli is vanquished into the depths of split-personality-Kayli-land! Murdererkayli drags emoKayli in. KayLi returns to present state of mind*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;*NO SHOOT! Get rambleKayli away from the brain-cockpit!!! &lt;sounds a="" are="" heard="" of="" scuffle=""&gt; &lt;then, silence=""&gt; KayLi returns to present state of mind*&lt;/then,&gt;&lt;/sounds&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;split-personality-Kayli's have exhausted all of user's energy. The Force drags KayLi away from laptop and propels her towards nearest sofa. KayLi falls into The Land of Fantasi-whimsical-Dreams.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-7934892840516022903?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/7934892840516022903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2012/02/seriouslytitles-whaaat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/7934892840516022903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/7934892840516022903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2012/02/seriouslytitles-whaaat.html' title='Seriously,titles, whaaat?'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qAe_tGYu1gg/TvgqR4OfjuI/AAAAAAAAA0s/SFeAr3Zv00Q/s72-c/cute+meme.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-8200915601584106642</id><published>2012-02-20T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-20T18:42:23.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Avril Lavigne Live in  Malaysia Black Star Tour</title><content type='html'>So February 18 was my first time ever attending a concert. Avril Lavigneee! We got rock zone tickets, so we got&amp;nbsp; quite a good view of the stage, compared to those sitting on the bleachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The line was&amp;nbsp; about 30 people long when we got there at about 3pm. But guess what? At 4pm, the line had already stretched so long&amp;nbsp; it went all the way&amp;nbsp; around the stadium, by 6pm, the line was practically right next to the original line, it was so long. The joys of coming earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Avril Lavigne ROCKED THE STADIUM DOWN! Her voice is absolutely amazing. All the high notes she hit, wowww. I loved the fact that my favourite was played: I'm With You. It's a damn cold nighttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when it ended&amp;nbsp; and they came out for an encore, the guitarist!!! I'm in love with the&amp;nbsp; guitarist. His name is Jimmy McGorman, and he sang a cover of Pumped Up Kicks for the encore. And guess whattt. He replied to one of my tweets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;wkayliii--&amp;gt; Been addicted to every &lt;a class="  twitter-atreply pretty-link" data-screen-name="JimmyMcGorman" href="https://twitter.com/#%21/JimmyMcGorman" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;s&gt;@&lt;/s&gt;&lt;b&gt;JimmyMcGorman&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; song ever since hearing his cover of Pumped Up Kicks at Stadium Merdeka. asdfghjkl that voice! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;JimmyMcGorman--&amp;gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a class="  twitter-atreply pretty-link" data-screen-name="wkayliii" href="https://twitter.com/#%21/wkayliii" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;s&gt;@&lt;/s&gt;&lt;b&gt;wkayliii&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thanks! that's awesome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;EEEEEE. He replied! So awesome.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Anyway, it was a great time for a first concert,&amp;nbsp; with your best friend. =) Nice feeling. Even though it drizzled a bit, we wore&amp;nbsp; raincoats to endure it. AVRIL LAVIGNE. JIM MCGORMAN. You guys rock! Come back to Malaysia soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&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/-Uy1_-YEoM50/T0Ijc6DSZRI/AAAAAAAAApk/pdcMn_cMv5A/s1600/426353_2735277340799_1223305870_32195067_2082581672_a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uy1_-YEoM50/T0Ijc6DSZRI/AAAAAAAAApk/pdcMn_cMv5A/s1600/426353_2735277340799_1223305870_32195067_2082581672_a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&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/5580925976246679318-8200915601584106642?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/8200915601584106642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2012/02/avril-lavigne-live-in-malaysia-black.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/8200915601584106642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/8200915601584106642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2012/02/avril-lavigne-live-in-malaysia-black.html' title='Avril Lavigne Live in  Malaysia Black Star Tour'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uy1_-YEoM50/T0Ijc6DSZRI/AAAAAAAAApk/pdcMn_cMv5A/s72-c/426353_2735277340799_1223305870_32195067_2082581672_a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-4457526414046117272</id><published>2012-02-09T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T21:38:33.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Would My 3D World be with LG Optimus 3D?</title><content type='html'>The LG Optimus 3D. Owh God, think of all the possibilities you can do with it! &lt;br /&gt;Here's an excerpt from http://www.lg.com/my/mobile-phones/all-phones/LG-smart-phone-optimus-P920.jsp&lt;br /&gt;(okay, well, it's not just an excerpt, it's basically the whole thing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 style="color: blue; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Glasses free 3D Experience&lt;br /&gt;with Tri-Dual Technology &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div itemprop="description" style="color: blue; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Life’s good when you can have it all - and even better in 3D! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you can record, view and share 3D content in the palm of your hand - glasses free. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The LG Optimus 3D is a powerful handset delivering a 3D smartphone  experience and introduces for the first time innovative ‘Tri-Dual’  hardware architecture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delivering a groundbreaking visual  experience and including Dual-Core, Dual-Channel and Dual-Memory  hardware the Optimus 3D mobile phone provides amazing and smooth  graphics rendering and increased processor performance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View  pictures, videos and games on the large screen in 3D, upload content to  YouTube’s dedicated 3D channel or share your 3D content via the HDMI 1.4  connection to your 3D TV. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, life isn’t 2D, so why should your phone be? The new LG Optimus 3D.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div itemprop="description" style="color: blue; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;___________________________________________________________&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div itemprop="description" style="color: blue; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div itemprop="description" style="color: blue; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: small;"&gt;Haha cool, isn't it? I'd love one. I mean, a 3D phone! You can do all these amazing things like 3D games, poking the virtual image of someone you hate (like a voodoo doll, kinda) or have an amazing face to face video chat with someone long distance! (virtual hugs, virtual kisses, virtual slaps). So awesome! I"m already drawn by the mini excerpt on top! And whaaat? Youtube has a&amp;nbsp; 3D channel? Since when? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, hope i win this. It is so cool! I know i've mentioned cool quite&amp;nbsp; a few times. But&amp;nbsp; it is so cool! Ahhhh! =)&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/5580925976246679318-4457526414046117272?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/4457526414046117272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2012/02/what-would-my-3d-world-be-with-lg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/4457526414046117272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/4457526414046117272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2012/02/what-would-my-3d-world-be-with-lg.html' title='What Would My 3D World be with LG Optimus 3D?'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-5906302683094326147</id><published>2012-01-18T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T16:04:12.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi bloggie! Phew, i've been busy lately. Form 4 life is certainly challenging if you're not prepared. Its not that the subjects are hard, add maths isnt bad if you pay attention to the steps, but we do have a sheer amount of homework nowadays. I'm so exhausted when i come home from school i literally take out my contacts, change out of my uniform, make some instant noodles and then i'll fall asleep on the sofa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But otherwise, its fine. =) Scouts occupies my Saturdays, and i have tuitions on Monday&amp;nbsp; to Wednesday nights. I'm aware that form 4 isn't honeymoon year. I'm aware that teachers are threatening a whole lot about demerits. Demerits. There are over 60 things you can do to get you demerit, and only about 5 that can merit you, and half of them require your parents to support PIBG and all that. So unrealistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,CNY coming up soon! I actually dont&amp;nbsp; have any new cny clothes yet, but i got contact lenses! Thats great? =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for now, i got last-minute-before-cny-break-pass-up homeworks to do. Owh, see the nuffnang ads? Would you mind clicking them? Pleaseeee?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-5906302683094326147?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/5906302683094326147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2012/01/hi-bloggie-phew-ive-been-busy-lately.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/5906302683094326147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/5906302683094326147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2012/01/hi-bloggie-phew-ive-been-busy-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-7740821466764271147</id><published>2012-01-03T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T21:33:17.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First chemistry tuition today. Learned about ions and the periodic  table. It kinda doesn’t make any sense now, but i guess it’ll make sense  eventually? Like, ABCs. When you’re a kid and you learn ABCs you don’t  really understand  why you’re learning randoms alphabets. Then you learn  words. Then  sentences. Then finally you say, owh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for today. =) Talk more about first day of school later on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-7740821466764271147?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/7740821466764271147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2012/01/first-chemistry-tuition-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/7740821466764271147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/7740821466764271147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2012/01/first-chemistry-tuition-today.html' title=''/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-7410443913354578752</id><published>2011-12-31T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T22:24:57.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PL/APL Course</title><content type='html'>Alrighttt. Now that i'm fully refreshed from a good nights sleep, time to bloggie. =)&lt;br /&gt;PL/APL course was &lt;strike&gt;fun.&lt;/strike&gt; It was&lt;strike&gt; okay&lt;/strike&gt;. (these adjectives are banned because everyone used these adjectives to describe it) It was...not bad. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the first day is&amp;nbsp; always&amp;nbsp; the&amp;nbsp; most tiring. I remember last year too, the first day we spent a lot of time moving&amp;nbsp; tables, and i&amp;nbsp; ran out of water and resolved to bring more water the next day. So the next day, i&amp;nbsp; brought two big bottles of water, but i barely needed more than half a bottle. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha yeah, first day was all about lessons. I was patrol Latte, with PeiYuin, the TL Muda, and the ATL Muda. =) Building a fire, basic first aid, flag raising,&amp;nbsp; and gadget-tying. Then there was a game of water balloons&amp;nbsp; called Pregnant Lady? I didnt play it, but it was something&amp;nbsp; about&amp;nbsp; the opposing team trying to knock the pregnant lady's two water balloons to the&amp;nbsp; floor so the water breaks. A lot of tackling. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i was sooo sleepy. By 10am i was zonked out. And&amp;nbsp; when i got home....fell asleep right after dinner and taking out my&amp;nbsp; contacts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY TWO. The first spot we went to was gadgets. Where apparently, we didnt do anything&amp;nbsp; for&amp;nbsp; an hour because the main gadget event was a competition later. So we spent the hour hoarding&amp;nbsp; wood and hiding it in a super secret location. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And first aid next. We lost points for not asking the victim what was wrong, and&amp;nbsp; for running&amp;nbsp; away (to gather sticks&amp;nbsp; for a splint) and leaving the victim to die alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And flag. I'm sorry we raised the flag upside down twice, guys. I think i pulled the&amp;nbsp; wrong rope. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Court Of Honour. The remajas bonded with truth or dare while the&amp;nbsp; mudas did their COH. =)&amp;nbsp; Funny. Then our court of honour was great fun. All talking talking talking for hours. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;To be short, it was all really great. =) Wouldnt have missed it for the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CwuJUQ_8jYw/Tv8bIIUlT1I/AAAAAAAAApM/2rVUAMYFTmk/s1600/6f577005991f4862aa8792fcdd6e56b0.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CwuJUQ_8jYw/Tv8bIIUlT1I/AAAAAAAAApM/2rVUAMYFTmk/s320/6f577005991f4862aa8792fcdd6e56b0.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-7410443913354578752?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/7410443913354578752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/12/plapl-course.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/7410443913354578752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/7410443913354578752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/12/plapl-course.html' title='PL/APL Course'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CwuJUQ_8jYw/Tv8bIIUlT1I/AAAAAAAAApM/2rVUAMYFTmk/s72-c/6f577005991f4862aa8792fcdd6e56b0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-573683061848358694</id><published>2011-12-21T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T22:23:37.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas cards</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AzcHxq_yixU/TvHq-UIljdI/AAAAAAAAAoY/ffGFJjwkz-s/s1600/21122011015.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AzcHxq_yixU/TvHq-UIljdI/AAAAAAAAAoY/ffGFJjwkz-s/s320/21122011015.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C5YtDuCo_No/TvHqz6oZDlI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/MwiW64PYOYw/s1600/20122011012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C5YtDuCo_No/TvHqz6oZDlI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/MwiW64PYOYw/s320/20122011012.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Click&amp;nbsp; for&amp;nbsp; larger&amp;nbsp; versions. A couple of Christmas cards i made. =)&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;&amp;nbsp;This next one is a flip-comedic card.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/-XLah2M3QEu8/TvHrNUkTscI/AAAAAAAAAoo/MgJEMZZjHAw/s1600/21122011017.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XLah2M3QEu8/TvHrNUkTscI/AAAAAAAAAoo/MgJEMZZjHAw/s320/21122011017.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--oxLBpcPHtY/TvHrUma1fvI/AAAAAAAAAow/BgwgKhumHvI/s1600/21122011018.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--oxLBpcPHtY/TvHrUma1fvI/AAAAAAAAAow/BgwgKhumHvI/s320/21122011018.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And finally.. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x6iL9BNFVlE/TvHrDUIfAiI/AAAAAAAAAog/Ulc2XD1ymYc/s1600/21122011016.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x6iL9BNFVlE/TvHrDUIfAiI/AAAAAAAAAog/Ulc2XD1ymYc/s320/21122011016.jpg" width="240" /&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="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-573683061848358694?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/573683061848358694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-cards.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/573683061848358694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/573683061848358694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-cards.html' title='Christmas cards'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AzcHxq_yixU/TvHq-UIljdI/AAAAAAAAAoY/ffGFJjwkz-s/s72-c/21122011015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-396398904138797688</id><published>2011-12-15T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T00:37:07.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SkullCandy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;Titles elude me. They always have. I swear i spend more time thinking of them than i do actually thinking of what i want to write. This particular title was randomly chosen for the fact i have Skullcandys on my head now. It could be worse. On my left, is the storybook "Peter Rabbit: Easter Egg Hunt". =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;I tend to write only for three motives:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;1. I get a great idea for a story, a blog post, etc.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;2. I'm in extreme joy/sadness and my feelings help really well. I am, after all, writing in a blog, which is basically a personal diary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;3. I need to ramble until my brain hits the creative thinking spot. Think of it as a game of pinball. i type to let my thought zing around my head until i find the one i want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;In this case, I'm influenced by number 2.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;“&lt;span class="quote"&gt;Instead of cursing the darkness, light a candle.&lt;/span&gt;”                                                              &lt;/b&gt;                                                                      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" style="margin-top: 10px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: purple; padding: 0px 10px 0px 20px; width: 1px;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;b&gt;                                         —                                     &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                                     &lt;td class="quote_source" valign="top"&gt;                                         &lt;blockquote style="color: purple;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Benjamin Franklin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;I found this quote on Tumblr. A couple of hours ago, i posted it, thinking "What if you run out of matches, and the fire still won't start?"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;But the candle did light up. =)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;Recently i acquired a virus in my computer, that hides all your programs and files, and feed you pop-ups claiming the hard drive is unreadable, and thus, the programs are gone. The worst part was, i just spent a whole hour of my afternoon writing a new 900 word chapter for one of the stories i'm writing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;And when all my files disappeared, and my chapter gone as well, i kinda had no mood to write anymore. It seemed like a waste. I didn't feel like rewriting that chapter anymore, because i felt like that was one of the best attempts i put forward in that chapter. I revised it over and over, and did a lot of research to make sure every detail was just right. Then it disappeared! I was really moody with the computer. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Persevere, Clare.&lt;/b&gt; "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - Henry (The Time Traveler's Wife ~Audrey Niffenegger)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;But a couple days later, e.g today, i was googling ways to fix the problem again and i finally found something. It said that my files were hidden, not deleted. =) So i worked hours on that. And.... i think it worked. It's still too early to tell, but my files are back, and my story too. So, yeah. I'm feeling particularly great that i managed to solve this problem. =) Thats the reason i'm writing this post. There's a lot to gain in persevering and not giving up, no matter the obstacles you have to face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-396398904138797688?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/396398904138797688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/12/skullcandy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/396398904138797688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/396398904138797688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/12/skullcandy.html' title='SkullCandy'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-5138138750319451487</id><published>2011-11-23T00:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T00:08:51.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#Five</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;Here's something i wanted to post on November 18th, but never got around to doing it. A lot of times, ideas pop into my head at night, but the next morning i don't have the right mood to type out stuff as i go anymore. So i wait. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #20124d;"&gt;I've had a few friends and adults ask about my dad a few times. Half the time they are really unaware he's been gone from my life since i was ten. The other half heard about it, and decided to take the initiative to ask further questions, despite being worried about what bringing up the subject might make me feel. I know, i've seen their faces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say Scorpios are the best type of people who can hide their emotions. Is that why, when they prompt me for details, the most i can mention is how and why my father passed away? Because when i think about it, its not that simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when the doctors said that "we were going to bring your daddy back home". Why didnt i mention that I assumed they meant he would be brought home, to our house, and he would stay in his bed until one day, he would wake up from his coma, and we could be a happy family again? Because i certainly didn't know that home meant heaven. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about when they actually pulled the plug? I remember all our family members gathered over at our house one day. They all knew something i didnt. They stood around my dad's bed in the living room, and i remember standing next to my brother. We had an inkling of what was about to happen, and we tried not to look. One of my aunts pushed us to the front, making us watch when they took the oxygen away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was the matter after that, where all the adults were consoling my mum and trying to console her. I remember being sent to the study room, where all the sofas were moved to so that there would be space for the hospital bed to fit in the living room. All my cousins were there. I remember my sister couldnt stop crying, but i was bouncing around. I had mixed emotions at the moment. I knew i should be feeling sad, but at the same time i felt excited because all my cousins were over at my house. That rarely happened. So i was happy to see all of them, but i also knew my emotions weren't the right ones. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i only realized all of it after all the funeral matters were over and done with. When i went to sleep one night, and realized there was no one to hold my hand to sleep so i wouldnt be afraid of ghosts and vampires and werewolves. Then i started to cry.But it was too late to say goodbye, i guess. I remember 9 days before that, on November 9, i made him promise to get me an MP3 player, because we never had one before.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #20124d;"&gt;Theres one number i'll hold close to my heart, and that was this number i had a dream of. In the dream, my dad was trying to teach me maths. This one number popped up. My mum even used it for 4D and it worked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #20124d;"&gt;Why can't i say all of this when people ask? Because i assume they don't want to hear so much, i guess. Because i know that it will be hard for people to talk about matters such as these. I remember writing a letter for my mum to burn on qing ming this year, but i kept it a secret all the way until it was burned to ashes. I wonder if he ever managed to receive that letter. I hope he did. Sometimes i'll think of him coming back from his golf game, then realize that he really won't ever be coming back from his golf game. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-5138138750319451487?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/5138138750319451487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/11/heres-something-i-wanted-to-post-on.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/5138138750319451487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/5138138750319451487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/11/heres-something-i-wanted-to-post-on.html' title='#Five'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-4536494614768422326</id><published>2011-11-04T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T22:09:13.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Zealand Trip</title><content type='html'>So recently for this year's holidays me and my family visited New Zealand, primarily Christchurch, Queenstown and Fox Glacier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plane ride was about ten hours long, and i had a nagging headache and slight nausea the whole way through. Also, the time zone over in NZ was 5 hours earlier than ours, so we had jet lag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess everything was really breath taking and beautiful. The mountains, the greenery. I remember looking out the window during the plane flight to observe the flight? So as we were taking off, i noticed that we would occasionally lean to the side, and when we came back to normal we would've been higher off the ground. Plus, i watched the flaps open and fold really closely for some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember once, when i was watching out the plane window, i noticed one big, round patch of clouds, and around it many tiny little ones. The big patch was in NZ. Wowww. I could barely see anything through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, there were tons of sheep. I swear. Every 15 minutes or so, we would pass a big field of sheep. I'd say the field was as big as our school field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm i guess there was just a lot of stuff to see. If i were younger, i wouldn't have known how to appreciate it. Of course, we took pictures in front of the magnificent sights whenever possible. I guess you can check them out on my facebook if you know me? Look to the left, the FB profile picture shown is actually one taken during my holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em dont really feel much like blogging now considering i just spent some time blogging about the same thing on tumblr. ._. You can check there too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeahh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-4536494614768422326?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/4536494614768422326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/11/new-zealand-trip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/4536494614768422326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/4536494614768422326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/11/new-zealand-trip.html' title='New Zealand Trip'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-2666617206204598487</id><published>2011-10-21T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T23:06:24.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JOTI Camp!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;I guess this is slightly late as well. On the 15-16th of October, me, Cassandra, Michelle, Jing Jade, Bi Jun, Li Yen, Pei Yuin, Yew Shiung and You Qun went to JOTI camp at Sri KL primary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Ahh, i woke up at 5 am because our gang was supposed to meet at Seafield at 6:15 am, then go to Sri KL by 7:30am. Haha. I actually only arrived at 6:20. It was all really messed up. We told Yew Shiung to come at 6am because we were told that if anyone was late, the whole troop might be banned from the camp. In the end, he was the earliest person among all of us there. Haha. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;We arrived to Sri KL at about 7am? 2 separate cars thanks to Cassandra and Michelle's parents. Michelle's car actually disappeared halfway through the ride, and the arrived a bit later than we did. Emm there wasn't many people there though, but we saw some of our ex seniors. =)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;We met a lot of people by randomly going up to them and saying hi. I guess it was the appropriate thing to do. Not to be troopist. =) Then finally we had to choose our partner. I think the only reason i randomly went up to people to introduce myself was because of this partner thing. Know more people? Anyway, my partner was Lim Kai Syn. For me, i couldnt have asked for a better partner. She was extremely enthusiastic about everything, and she could look at something she googled and list out the key points of the page in a short time. She also asked me a lot of times if i was feeling okay when i coughed a lot. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our phase was I.U. International Understanding. It took a long time to finish all the details about the 3 countries. Plus Kai Syn said we should look at all the tasks we should do first. One of them was to identify the logo they gave and write facts about it. That was kinda hard cause we had no idea how to find the logo out?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #351c75; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.un.org/esa/socdev/unpfii/media/images/UN-LOGO%20copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.un.org/esa/socdev/unpfii/media/images/UN-LOGO%20copy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;This was the logo. But we saw the thingies in the middle looked like continents? So i googled up stuff like Commonwealth or United Nations. UNITED NATIONS. BINGO. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #351c75;" /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MK was super fun. =) I think it was one of the few times we managed to think up something in a really short time, and actually rehearse it afterwards. Everyone in my patrol (Owh, its patrol Google btw) gave lots of interesting ideas and wasnt paiseh about performing weird roles. =P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we could finally sleep at nearly 2am? Pei Yuin told me i looked like i wanted to vomit. I guess she was joking, but i really felt like it at that time. ._. So i went down to the teachers room where all the seniors were. I stayed there the whole time. I only slept for about 2 hours though. I only managed to sleep at 4am and kind of woke up at 5 or 6 am. Then i pretended to sleep for a while longer. ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Anyway, in the end, i couldnt stand it anymore. I called my mum and she came to Sri KL with my brother. But to be honest, i was glad some of the ex ex council were there. All the seniors looked after me and joked around and stuff. If i were to think back to JOTI, i think the only thing i would remember was the teachers room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;But all in all. It was seriously an awesome camp. =) Even the time i spent in the teachers room. =) The food was awesome, mainly cause we didnt have to clean up and cook ourselves. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-2666617206204598487?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/2666617206204598487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/10/joti-camp.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/2666617206204598487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/2666617206204598487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/10/joti-camp.html' title='JOTI Camp!'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-9081702366521228936</id><published>2011-10-21T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T22:46:01.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PMR 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #20124d;"&gt;I havent blogged for quite some time now. Update on PMR first, then JOTI? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #20124d;"&gt;Emm, PMR. I expected to feel really nervous and to have butterflies in my stomach the whole time. I didn't know how hard the exams would be and i was worried all those practice tests would actually have been much easier than the exam itself. But to be honest, it wasnt too bad. When i woke up on that first day, there was really nothing to feel nervous about. It was BM, after all.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #20124d;"&gt;I'm the type of person who doesnt read the facts about the novels. Usually, i prefer to read the whole novel. After that, i dont really need to read the info we're supplied to know about a character's traits, and i have evidence from the novel as well. So...yeah. We were all kind of worried about masyarakat tempat coming out during the exam, because they haven't put that question before, and i think they might change the novels next year? It turned out that the most important thing to read was form 3. I know a lot of people focused on form 1 and form 2 in case they asked for comparison between 2 books, but this year they asked about the character traits of one character in our form 3 novel, which was Panas Salju. That was the only option, because the other novels would have been from other states.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #20124d;"&gt;Sejarah was a bit hard, but after PMR i checked out the answers somewhere online. 49/60. I'm not too happy with it, but i hope its enough to ace. It actually helped that me and Pei Er were doing this 2006 past question paper? About 4 questions came out.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #20124d;"&gt;Geografi was quite easy, considering the fact i only seriously started to study a month before PMR. Honestly, i never understood how people could ace it without studying. I know a lot of people said it was common sense, but i didnt understand how. So through these 3 years, i always focused on other subjects instead of geografi whenever we had exams. I guess it helps to study the maps and learn all the locations?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #20124d;"&gt;Emm Science. It was seriously easier than i expected. I read the whole reference book for the JPS trial in August/September(?) and i didnt really have time to read Science the night before the pmr exam. But i'd say it went well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #20124d;"&gt;If there was one subject i'm a hundred percent not confident in, it would be kemahiran hidup. I seriously suck at wires and screwdrivers and pipes and all that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;And i heard a rumour that if you dont ace BM, you automatically cant go into pure science. If thats so, i'm super nervous about it as well. Nothing i can do now but wait, though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-9081702366521228936?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/9081702366521228936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/10/pmr-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/9081702366521228936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/9081702366521228936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/10/pmr-2011.html' title='PMR 2011'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-2997800976063297577</id><published>2011-10-04T08:45:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T08:45:00.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here We Go</title><content type='html'>Okay. First things first, I preset this post to appear on the 4th of October, 8:45 AM.            So at this moment, 415 students of SMK Seafield will receive their first set of examination papers. At this moment, I'll be sitting in the Dewan Sri Kenangan. I hope it'll go easy on me. I hope what comes out, I will have prepared for. I hope, I hope, I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to give it my best. Hoping the projects will help, hoping all my 68s and 70s rigt now will become 75 and aboves. Hoping my 75 and aboves stay 75 and aboves. Always hope. But first, I got to spend my time studying. Pure science stream, i'm trying to inch my way towards you. Slow and steady might not work now,but hopefully all I've studied so far will be incorporated into the exam. They always say the trials are tons harder then the exam itself, after all. I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PMR, here I come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-2997800976063297577?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/2997800976063297577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/10/here-we-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/2997800976063297577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/2997800976063297577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/10/here-we-go.html' title='Here We Go'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-3281558033162582369</id><published>2011-09-23T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T23:23:49.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 More Days</title><content type='html'>Can you believe it? In a week, it'll be judgement day. Everything we've done this year leads up to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And honestly?&lt;br /&gt;I just hope i'm ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/X2flpEbeYug/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/X2flpEbeYug&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/X2flpEbeYug&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Amazing song. i think its a cover version, but its still super super nice. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-3281558033162582369?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/3281558033162582369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/09/10-more-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/3281558033162582369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/3281558033162582369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/09/10-more-days.html' title='10 More Days'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-8565474669794021311</id><published>2011-09-06T22:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T22:51:43.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rambles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;All your life people will tell you things. And most of the time,  probably ninety-five percent of the time, what they’ll tell you will be  wrong.”&lt;br /&gt;— Michael Crichton (The Lost World) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;“Nobody smart knows what they want to do until they get into their twenties or thirties.”&lt;br /&gt;— Michael Crichton (The Lost World)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;M&lt;/b&gt;ichael Crichton. Amazing author. Great quotes from his books. =) I especially liked that second one, "Nobody smart knows what they want to do until they get into their twenties or their thirties." Thats great for me, because i'm still incredibly indecisive. I want something science related, medical related, but that could change in a few years, who knows.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;Right now, everyone assumes i want to do art, and that when they grow up they will find that "KayLiii PRODUCTIONS" logo that i scribble at the end of birthday cards a lot more often. To be frank, I'm not interested in art, not really. I just feel i'm not talented in it and i dont get what people see in me regarding it. When i draw, i dont think much.If i find something not to my standards, I'd erase it and start over. I dont do paint or crayons, because they're thick and hard to control.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;These days, you're not considered an artist in school unless you can shade well and manage watercolours well. So basically, in school terms, i'm not an artist. Yeah, i find every colour of the rainbow incredibly vivid and beautiful, even though i might not have a preference for them. I love the vividness and shiny beauty of &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;orange&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; yellow&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;purple&lt;/span&gt;, the glossiness of black, the purity of white. But none of them mean anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;On other terms, i had a dream the other night. It was weird, because in the dream, i met my two uncles. Now, these two uncles passed away long before i even knew them, and the most i know of them is seeing their pictures in the temple every few years. But i met them in that dream, even though i didnt know them. I talked to my mum about it, and she agreed to the descriptions i gave of them that they were, in fact, my uncles. But if i've never met them, why would i dream of them? Does it mean something?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;And i read the bottom paragraph in Romeo and Juliet and i found it funny, because Lord Capulet called Lady Capulet a ho. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="PST-posts-box-side" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h2 style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wkayli.tumblr.com/post/2993620042"&gt;Act 1. Scene 1. VERONA. A public place. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Enter LORD CAPULET in his night gown and LADY CAPULET.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;CAPULET&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;What noise is this? Give me my long sword, ho!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;LADY CAPULET&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A crutch! A crutch! Why call you for a sword?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;CAPULET&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;My sword, i say! Old Montague is come &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And flourishes his blade in spite of me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;______________&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/5580925976246679318-8565474669794021311?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/8565474669794021311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/09/rambles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/8565474669794021311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/8565474669794021311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/09/rambles.html' title='Rambles'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-3119747641458221967</id><published>2011-08-29T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T23:27:49.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trials and Tribulations</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #274e13;"&gt;Second set of trials just over. It kinda surprised me how the Jabatan Pelajaran Selangor trials were somewhat easier than the Seafield trials. It could be due to the increase of studying, but it could also be that Seafield trials are just plain hard. Who knows. Que sera sera. Just learn from whatever mistakes made in the previous paper, and apply it in the coming papers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #274e13;"&gt;The English paper, for example. All students get A's for English, right? At the very least over 30/40 for Paper 1? Our English teacher graded our Paper 2's really really badly. Out of the 50 points for Paper 2, four fifths of the class got about 20/50 - 29-50. Extremely rarely over 30. So most of them didn't get As. I managed to ace it, though, with 37/40 for Paper 1 and 37/50 for Paper 2. 82 marks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #274e13;"&gt;Sejarah, for example. I used to get 60s a whole lot but thanks to encouragements from *someone*, I got 73 in my mid years, where they tested form 1, form 2 and 3 chapters of form 3. In the Seafield trials, i got 70, but theres still some stuff i didnt study yet, so i still know where i can improve. =) And i'm glad to know my teacher believe in me so much she asked me to tutor my brother, who is failing his Sejarah. =O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #274e13;"&gt;Part of me is scared i won't get achievements quick enough. I'm aiming to join the pure science stream, if i can. But i don't know if i can. Then theres the part of me where i just can't wait for PMR to be over, so i can do all those things i've wanted to do for a while now....get contact lenses, go to guitar lessons, have movie marathons, and just relax. And worry about the coming year. Heh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;Judgement Day, be kind to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-3119747641458221967?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/3119747641458221967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/08/trials-and-tribulations.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/3119747641458221967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/3119747641458221967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/08/trials-and-tribulations.html' title='Trials and Tribulations'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-4216139441589260490</id><published>2011-08-14T16:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T16:11:03.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorizing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Sejarah Form 3 Chapter 5. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 22pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Bab 5- Kemerdekaan Negara 31 Ogos 1957&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #38761d; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;5.1 Rombongan Merdeka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;®&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; color: blue; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; line-height: 115%;"&gt;At the start of 1956, Parti Perikatan was working hard to free our country from the British.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;®&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;To get independence, the Ketua Menteri--- Tunku Abdul Rahman, had a conference with the Malay kings and the British&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;®&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;The kings agreed to have a private conference with the British&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;®&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;Rombongan Merdeka was formed in 1956. It was made up of:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-left: 72pt; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;·&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;Four representatives of Malay kings, which were&lt;br /&gt;- Dato’ Mohd Seth&lt;br /&gt;-Dato Panglima Bukit Gantang&lt;br /&gt;-Dato’ Nik Ahmad Kamil&lt;br /&gt;- Abdul Aziz Othman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-left: 72pt; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;·&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;Four members of Parti Perikatan, which were&lt;br /&gt;- Tunku Abdul Rahman&lt;br /&gt;-Tun H.S Lee&lt;br /&gt;- Tun Abdul Razak Hussein&lt;br /&gt;- Tun Dr. Ismail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-left: 72pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;®&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;Led by Tunku Abdul Rahman, the group set off to London to demand the country’s independence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;®&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;The people of Tanah Melayu had high hopes for Rombongan Merdeka to free Tanah Melayu from British colonization&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;Perjanjian London&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-left: 54pt; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;®&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;Rombongan Merdeka which was led by Tunku Abdul Rahman had a conference with the British in London&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-left: 54pt; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;®&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;The conference lasted 21 days, from 18&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; Jan- 8 Feb 1956&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-left: 54pt; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;®&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;The conference chairman was the secretary for British’s colonized countries- Lord Lennox-Boyd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-left: 54pt; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;®&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;At the end of the conference, both sides agreed to sign an agreement called Perjanjian London&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-left: 54pt; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;®&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;The details of Perjanjian London are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-left: 54pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;-Persekutuan Tanah Melayu gets independence on 31&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; August 1957&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-left: 54pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;-British trading at Persekutuan Tanah Melayu will not be taken over by Parti Perikatan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-left: 54pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;-Perlembagaan Merdeka is made by a chosen commissioner &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-left: 54pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;-A defense agreement will be signed with the British so the importance and safety of British economy is confirmed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-left: 54pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;- division of powers between federal and state governments continues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;®&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;Rombongan Merdeka returned to Tanah Melayu on 20&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; Feb 1956 and was greeted eagerly at Padang Melaka, Bandar Hilir, Melaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;®&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;There, Tunku Abdul Rahman announced the date of independence &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;5.2 Penyediaan Perlembagaan Persekutuan Tanah Melayu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-left: 72pt; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;®&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;Constitution (perlembagaan) is a set of laws or rules that act as a guide for handling government, civil or administrative institutionalization.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-left: 72pt; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;®&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;The constitutions must be accepted by all races as it was important to achieve unity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-left: 72pt; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;®&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;Parti Perikatan agreed to elect a pesuruhjaya bebas to set the Perlembagaan Persekutuan Tanah Melayu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-left: 72pt; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;®&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;In the end, Reid Commission was chosen to do the task&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-left: 72pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-left: 72pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;Suruhanjaya Reid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;®&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;In March 1956, Reid Commission was chosen to set the constitution for Tanah Melayu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;®&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The members of the Reid Commission were:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;-Lord William Reid ( Chairman)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;- Sir Ivor Jennings ( England)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;- Sir William Mckell (ex- Gabenor Jeneral of Australia)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;-Tuan Abdul Hamid (Pakistan)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;- Tuan B. Malik ( Hakim Makhamah Tinggi India)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;®&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The Reid Commission had to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-left: 54pt; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;-&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;Set the constitution for Tanah Melayu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-left: 54pt; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;-&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;Ensure the special position of the Malay kings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-left: 54pt; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;-&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;Form and decide the power of the federal and state government&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-left: 54pt; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;-&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;Consitute a “rupa bangsa” for Tanah Melayu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: yellow; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-left: 36pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="color: yellow; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;®&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;In the process of constituting the constitution, the Reid Commision received as many as 131 memorandums from a few sources including the kings of Tanah Melayu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: yellow; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;®&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;The Reid Commission released a draft of the Constitution in Februari 1957&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: yellow; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;®&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;The draft was debated among the public and the local political parties&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: yellow; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;®&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;A few original suggestions of the Reid Commission had to be altered to please all the people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: yellow; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;®&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;Below are the agreements:&lt;br /&gt;-Formation of a country divided between federal and state governments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: yellow; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;-Citizenship through jus soli to those born in Tanah Melayu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: yellow; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;- Continuation of the special arrangements for the Malays without affecting the other races&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: yellow; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;- Continuation of the Malay kings and the Raja Berperlembagaan concept&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: yellow; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;- Use of Malay as the national language (Chinese and Tamil can be expanded and used as main languages in their respective schools)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: yellow; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;- Islam as the official religion. Other religions are free to be taken up without being criticized&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: yellow; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;®&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;The agreement of all the races allowed a democratic government and the Raja Perlembagaan concept could be formed as well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: yellow; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;®&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;All the leaders, Malays and non-Malays, gave full support to the pact as they knew that race unity in the country could be achieved through the pact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: yellow; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;®&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;On June 1957, the British Parliament accepted the suggestions of the Reid Commission&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: yellow; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;®&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;The draft was submitted for approval in the Majlis Perundangan Persekutuan to be approved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: yellow; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;®&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;On 15&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; August 1957, a ceremony of the signing of Perjanjian Merdeka 1957 between the kings of Tanah Melayu and the representatives of British was held at King’s House, KL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: yellow; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: yellow; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;Perlembagaan Merdeka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: yellow; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-left: 72pt; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;®&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;The constitution had a few important clauses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: yellow; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-left: 72pt; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;®&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;Among the clauses were:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: yellow; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-left: 108pt; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;·&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;Formation of a federal government called Persekutuan Melayu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: yellow; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-left: 108pt; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;·&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;Yang di-Pertuan Agong as the head of the country&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: yellow; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-left: 108pt; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;·&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;A parliament consisting of Dewan Negara and Dewan Rakyat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: yellow; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-left: 108pt; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;·&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;Prime Minister as head administrator of the country with help from the Cabinet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: yellow; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-left: 108pt; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;·&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;Official religion Islam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: yellow; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-left: 108pt; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;·&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;Official language Malay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: yellow; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-left: 108pt; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;·&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;Malays have special rights without affecting the other races&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: yellow; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-left: 108pt; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;·&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;Anyone born in Tanah Melayu automatically given citizenship. Applications for citizenship also taken into consideration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: yellow; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;®&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;Through Perlembagaan Merdeka 1957, the public was given the rights to lead a sovereign country &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: yellow; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;®&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;The leaders who worked hard to achieve independence should be given appreciation because:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: yellow; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;-Difficulties among races were avoided&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: yellow; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;-Independence was achieved without spilling blood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: yellow; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;-Complicated issues such as the national language, national race and citizenship terms were decided&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: #990000; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;5.3 Pemasyhuran Kemerdekaan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: #990000; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;®&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;Pemasyhuran (promulgation) means an important announcement or declaration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: #990000; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;®&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;At 12 midnight on 30&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; August 1957, in front of Padang Kelab Selangor, KL, the Union Jack was lowered before the independence promulgation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: #990000; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;®&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;A few young men from UMNO lowered the flag of Union Jack and raised the Persekutuan Tanah Melayu flag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: #990000; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;®&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;Thousands of people witnessed the event of the lowering of the historical Union Jack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: #990000; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;®&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;Everyone cheered when the Persekutuan Tanah Melayu flag was raised &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: #990000; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;®&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;The promulgation of the independence of Persekutuan Tanah Melayu was at Stadium Merdeka, KL on 31&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; August 1957&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: #990000; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;®&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;Queen Elizabeth was represented by the Duke of Wellington, who was ready with the official submission of documents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: #990000; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;®&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;The ceremony was preceded by a speech by the representative of the Queen of England&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: #990000; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;®&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;Then, the submission documents were passed over to the Yang di-Pertuan Agong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: #990000; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;®&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;This independence signified the political power to the country’s leaders after being conquered for over 446 years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: #990000; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;®&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;Officialization of independence was read out by Tunku Abdul Rahman, the head of Parti Perikatan who was going to be the first Prime Minister of the country&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: #990000; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;®&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;“MERDEKA” was yelled by Tunku Abdul Rahman as many as 7 times and the cheers were taken up by the audience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: white; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;Kandungan Pemasyhuran Kemerdekaan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: white; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;®&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;The Independence documents 1957 were written in English and Malay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: white; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;®&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;The important details of the Pemasyhuran Kemerdekaan included:&lt;br /&gt;-Persekutuan Tanah Melayu achieved independence and was on the same standard as all other countries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: white; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;-The independent Tanah Melayu included Perlis, Kedah, P.Pinang, Perak, Selangor, Negeri Sembilan, Melaka, Johor, Pahang, Terengganu and Kelantan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: white; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;-All of the Queen of England and the British Parliament’s power over Tanah Melayu was cancelled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: white; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;-Perlembagaan Persekutuan started on 31&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; August 1957&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: white; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;- The independent Tanah Melayu was a democratic country that cared for its nations’ well being&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: white; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-4216139441589260490?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/4216139441589260490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/08/memorizing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/4216139441589260490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/4216139441589260490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/08/memorizing.html' title='Memorizing...'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-8702715189018611848</id><published>2011-08-12T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T23:12:16.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Letter For Dad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;My mum said, for my dad's birthday, to make a card or write a letter and we'd burn it with the paper clothes and money for him to read. So here goes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Hi daddy. How are you? Uncle Number Two said you didn't get enough money or clothes, but mum burned you things at QingMing. I hope someone else didn't steal it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Mum is doing okay with her job. We went back to Perth, Australia again during September last year. Uncle Hong showed us around. This year, we're going to New Zealand around mid-October and we'll be back by the 1st of November. We'll go after PMR, of course.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Trial exams are going on right now. I haven't been able to write you my letter till now because i was studying the moment i come home from school everyday. Its funny, isn't it? When we were young, we would pretend to be sick or tired to avoid studying. Look at us now. =) I'm managing fine at the moment, but my results are still mostly B's nearly A's. I'm going to study harder to get A's. I've decided i'd like to pursue the Science stream next year. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Hey dad, Uncle Leven mentioned once that you and him were the drum majors in band at St. Michaels Institution. Then he and Aunt May said i looked a lot like you. I don't think they realized that they told me that once before already, so i got a feeling of deja vu when they said it. In form 1, me, Shing and Yen joined taekwando. I don't know, i just felt like all of it was too routine. Warm ups, then basic kicks and punches. So now I'm a scout. Heee. I like it a lot. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;And dad? I like someone right now. =) I smile whenever i say his name, I blush whenever my friends mention him or when he comes near me and i find his smile adorable. =) He's really sweet and nice to everyone. He's a scout too. =) He graduates this year though...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;I changed my hairstyle. And this year was my first year of wearing a dress. A real, actual, dress. Look:&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/-B5XrPhZ10u8/TkVBpZcc5gI/AAAAAAAAAlE/kzCL4X9DVM8/s1600/016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B5XrPhZ10u8/TkVBpZcc5gI/AAAAAAAAAlE/kzCL4X9DVM8/s320/016.JPG" width="240" /&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/-OhV_RoA4zWk/TkVBslcty7I/AAAAAAAAAlI/qjpxmWKgOLY/s1600/28072011127+-+Copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OhV_RoA4zWk/TkVBslcty7I/AAAAAAAAAlI/qjpxmWKgOLY/s320/28072011127+-+Copy.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;I got into a bit of a fix early this year, around April. I guess i was overstressed, and i got sick a lot and was admitted into the hospital for mild bronchitis. But I'm okay now, and I'm taking better care of my health, so don't worry about us. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;It's late now, so i'm going off to sleep. If you get this letter, try to talk to me in a dream or through Uncle Number Two. I'll love you forever. Good night, daddy. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-8702715189018611848?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/8702715189018611848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/08/letter-for-dad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/8702715189018611848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/8702715189018611848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/08/letter-for-dad.html' title='Letter For Dad'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B5XrPhZ10u8/TkVBpZcc5gI/AAAAAAAAAlE/kzCL4X9DVM8/s72-c/016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-6963160040628405309</id><published>2011-08-01T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T22:20:32.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 August 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;I still miss you, daddy. Happy birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-6963160040628405309?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/6963160040628405309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/08/1-august-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/6963160040628405309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/6963160040628405309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/08/1-august-2011.html' title='1 August 2011'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-338202138222558886</id><published>2011-07-27T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T21:56:37.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;When the school tells you to get 5 tetra packs Flipped, Flapped and...uh, Flatted in one week, and the one week was up today, or pay the price by paying either RM1 or cleaning up the school canteen, what would you do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Not go and buy 5 packs of packet drinks right before assembly, i bet. 5 packets of ice lemon tea (Neekee), 5 packets of green tea (MINE! =D) and 5 packets of apple juice (YiXuan).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Drink drink drink drink drink. =)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Flip flap flat. =)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Proudly hand to class monitor. =)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Watch others without Tetra packs uninterestedly hand over RM1 to the class monitor. =O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Go use the toilet a lot. =O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt; Hee. =) Owh well, the other classes didnt do either? Is there prizes? Maybe 15 tetra packs are enough to win if there is. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Stay humble. Stop thinking this is easy. Go study. Stop thinking this is a piece of cake. Go study.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;I wish the teachers would bombard us with page after page of questions like during the primary days. I wish they would actually give us the work in class instead of doing nothing and then handing out the papers at the end of class. I wish you're here to motivate me again. Knowing you, you're probably off studying. Smart fella.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Dinnertime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-338202138222558886?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/338202138222558886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/07/when-school-tells-you-to-get-5-tetra.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/338202138222558886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/338202138222558886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/07/when-school-tells-you-to-get-5-tetra.html' title=''/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-8593008825669302362</id><published>2011-07-24T17:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T23:25:50.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enrollment Day+Farewell Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Ahhhh. Wow. Amazing day. I didn't sleep well the night before enrollment day, because i was really nervous and i kept waking up every hour. My tummy had butterflies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;I know i  only joined a year after the rest, during form 2 instead of form 1. At  the start of last year, what i really wanted was to catch up. Maybe, i  felt, if i was in Usaha like Neekee and the rest of the gang i would feel like i belonged more. But then, i was still a recruit, no position, while all of them had at least a position, if they weren't in usaha yet. So yeah, that was my main goal when i first joined scouts.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;A year went by, and i got the position of APL. For me,the greatest difference between a normal scout member and a PL/APL wasn't much, in terms of knowledge. I pondered it a lot, and in the end, this was my opinion-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;PL/APL camp is meant to guide the upcoming patrol leaders and assistant patrol leaders leadership skills (according to the leaflet), but we only learn basic things to know in an emergency, fire starting, basic first aid etc. So what i feel defines someone to act as a PL/APL is all those pep talks the council members and seniors constantly give. About how we should set an example and we were chosen and everything. Perhaps that is what really motivates us to actually try to be the best we can in leading our patrol.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;But then this year, as an APL, i got to ponder over it more. Scouts isn't just about badges and positions and discipline. Scouts is a big family where everyone actually cares for each other, regardless of ethnic or post or age. In scouts, everyone is noticed, even if they are quiet. Usually, if you're quiet, people will just ignore you. But not in scouts. If you're quiet, people will run to your side and drag you along with them to join in, and sooner or later, you'll change. You wont be as subdued as you were, because you know people are interested in hearing your views about something, and that you actually matter. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;ENROLLMENT DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Surprised that enrollment day this year was at the assembly grounds instead of the hall, and very worried i might faint from the heat. After the slight drizzle at the start of enrollment day, the sky went bright and not sunny, perfect weather to stand for nearly 4 hours in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Got my Usaha badge! And then the shocker. Most disciplined form 3 went to....me.&amp;nbsp; Wow. Couldn't believe it. Was really happy by the stuff the council said though. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Congratulations to :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;JingJade(TL Muda 2011/2012),&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;DingXue( ATL Muda 2011/2012) and&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;QiuXuen(Secretary Muda 2011/2012)!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;And 3 of my members got posts as well! Kenyalang Alpha 2010/2011! Good luck! You guys will rock! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Neekee got the post of PL for Tun Fatimah, though she originally was just aiming for APL, because she wanted to see the troop not through a leader's view. Cassandra and YiXuan got QM. And the other shocker- I got APL. I know i wrote that i wanted it in the resume, but i thought i missed my chance when i couldn't attend the interview and they didn't ask again, but apparently not. =) TUN PERAK! With Bryan and GuoHui as my PL and QM, respectively.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"You can actually be a really good leader"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"You have low self esteem, you just need to speak up more"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Try to hang around other people more, not just Neekee and YiXuan so much. After all, thats what scouts is for"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Believe in yourself more"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Just do what you did during CFN preparation" &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I hope to see a more outgoing person next year"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;Then they hugged me. =') Awww. If you guys can read this, thanks for the support you guys are giving me! I'll definitely try to get more quiet people (like me!) involved next year. =)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;farewell party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;Later was farewell party. If there are any pics, they should be on Facebook. I didnt check yet. =) Me, Neek, Cass, Yijun, HuanGie and Jenny were supposed to be at the park waiting for the form 5s to arrive so we could stall them, but it started raining so me, Neekee and YiJun were left waiting for the form 5s to show up so we could direct them to the house. We waited for a long time and if any cars bearing form 5's did pass by the park, they just drove past us. Finally, we called HuanGie and it turned out everyone was already there. So we walked back in the rain. ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;We didnt really get dinner because it all went to the seniors and the juniors, so we just had some sausages and a sandwich. But its alright. =) There was this video of the form 3s speaking their thoughts of the form 5s. Who is your favourite council? (KahSeng. Because he's nice and helpful) Who is your favourite Form 5? (SzeZhen. Because he gave me candy. Also because he's my Tom) Both my answers provoked loud rounds of "OOOOOO"s. So they didn't hear my answers to why i liked them. =O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Anyway, the photo session was great.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;P.S: David Cook's The Time of My Life chorus suits this blog post. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; Thatsallbye.&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/5580925976246679318-8593008825669302362?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/8593008825669302362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/07/enrollment-dayfarewell-party.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/8593008825669302362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/8593008825669302362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/07/enrollment-dayfarewell-party.html' title='Enrollment Day+Farewell Party'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-2028713749427447927</id><published>2011-07-22T22:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T22:04:03.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Carnival Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Busy week. =) Tomorrow will be scouts Enrollment Day, and Farewell Party. Will be gone basically the whole day. Will blog about it later for sure. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Videoshoot today! We got to skip nearly an hour of class to say our thoughts and farewells to the seniors for the farewell party tomorrow. Excited but nervous. Some of the things i said were.... i dunno. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;I doubt I'll get a position next year. There are only 10 spots for PL/APL, and rumours are that two of those spots have gone to some form 5s. But it'll be fine. I'll be with friends. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;AND AND AND I GOT A CHELSEA JERSEY! NEEKEE GOT IT FOR ME WHEN SHE WENT TO THE GAME! YAYYYY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;*pics later*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;As for last Sunday, 17th of July. =) SMK Seafield's Carnival Day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Our class did dunking machine. It was really fun to play with it in the early hours of the morning, before the crowd started trickling in. The results aren't official yet, but according to our class teacher we got 3rd place or better. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Anyway, it was really fun. The Japanese Cultural Club had a maid cafe, and that was the first thing the gang went to. Pancakes (okonomiyaki?) and sushi and tea. =) And then there was a lucky draw if you bought the souvenir book. And...my name got lucky drawed! And i won a little fishy in a ball game! It's still alive. Hahaha its one of two items i actually managed to win, besides candy. Another was a notebook, which i got throwing sharp pens at balloons. The fishy i got in a ball-throw-down-cans game.=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;I'm a bad shot. Throw balls through holes? Fail. Throw darts at picture? Half the time it hits the wall behind. Fail. Throw angry bird? Hit one pig. Fail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;So yeah. Blog soon about tomorrow. For now, bloody nervous.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-2028713749427447927?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/2028713749427447927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/07/busy-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/2028713749427447927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/2028713749427447927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/07/busy-week.html' title='Carnival Day'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-6225839495082787326</id><published>2011-07-11T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T22:51:56.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>9.7.2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;BERSIH 2.0&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;On Saturday, there was a rally or something by Bersih. All they wanted was a clean and fair election. But on the day before the rally, our school told us there would be no co-curricular activities or events or anything, because they were going to lock the school gates. Then the offices in KL let their employees go home really early because of the major road blocks the government were going to arrange so the rally people would find it hard to gather at their assigned venue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;I didn't really keep up with much. The whole Saturday i just wasted away at home. Then i came on Facebook and got all the news about what happened. Apparently most of my friends' parents actually supported them. Then there was this one Facebook group i found- &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/AuntyBersih"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aunty Bersih, The lady of liberty&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; . Here's the info they gave:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Annie  Ooi aka Aunty Bersih, took a bus ride down to KL, ALONE, in support of  the rally. she was stopped 4 times, being asked her IC, and questioned  by the police on why she's wearing yellow. "why can't I wear yellow?"  was her reply.&lt;br /&gt;she didn't know what time the rally was scheduled to  start, she didn't know where, she has no one with her; all she knew was  to get down to KL, and stand for what she b&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;elieves in.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; by Charlotte Hew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;She's a senior citizen. She was the only one who wore a yellow shirt. When the authorities stopped her on her bus journey to ask her why she was wearing yellow, she defied them. She didn't carry a banner like most ralliers did, but a flower. A single stalk. AND THEN SHE GOT SPRAYED WITH CHEMICAL WATER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/264722_120063868083905_120062518084040_168296_858882_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-snc6/264722_120063868083905_120062518084040_168296_858882_n.jpg" width="243" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Picture credits to Hugo Teng. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/5580925976246679318-6225839495082787326?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/6225839495082787326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/07/972011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/6225839495082787326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/6225839495082787326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/07/972011.html' title='9.7.2011'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-2509697895045655137</id><published>2011-06-26T22:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T22:23:36.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;I have discovered the secret to objective questions in exams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Teachers get a sense of OCD, so they tend to keep the choices equal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;So in a 40 question exam, there should be 10 As, 10 Bs, 10 Cs and 10 Ds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;In a 60 question exam, there should be 15 As, 15 Bs, 15 Cs, and 15 Ds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Dont get too obsessed about it though, or you might erase an A because you had 11 A's and 9 C's in a 40 question exam when some other question might be wrong. =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-2509697895045655137?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/2509697895045655137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-have-discovered-secret-to-objective.html#comment-form' title='0 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2011- Deja Vuuuu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Once again, HOW STUPID WAS MY BLOODY WRITING STYLE BACK THEN? =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;OH MY GOD I SUCK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;I DIDNT EVEN POST ANYTHING ABOUT THE AWESOME PERFORMANCES LAST YEAR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;JUST MY SCHEDULE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Well, you know what they say: Those who do not learn from the past are condemned to repeat it. =) And while next year i might say the exact same thing about this years CFN post, hopefully it gets better later on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;So here we go:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;The theme for this years Campfire Night was Deja Vu. I won't bore you with the extremities of the preparations on that day, but basically we did lots of tying and cutting and sewing and taping and moving stuff. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;So the dress code for ushers was a white collared tee, 3 quarter pants and shoes. Some of us didnt get to watch the start of the show because we were still at the main gate. =/ But never mind. Thats what videos are for. Heee. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;In fact, me, Neekee, Cass, LingJing and MunLin barely watched the show at all. We were backstage. The moment the first act was finished and the Wookietown background was taken offstage, we rushed to make it look scary, creepy and deserted. I present to you, WOOKIE TOWN! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9HG89BvNbGw/Tf9TSfUdNaI/AAAAAAAAAk8/PQyuUSptpt8/s1600/259263_10150215512927278_761732277_6840183_7699651_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9HG89BvNbGw/Tf9TSfUdNaI/AAAAAAAAAk8/PQyuUSptpt8/s320/259263_10150215512927278_761732277_6840183_7699651_o.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mf1yJUt0T_E/Tf9TcfZ3_2I/AAAAAAAAAlA/MQMhkFMbADQ/s1600/266804_10150215515737278_761732277_6840217_3512462_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mf1yJUt0T_E/Tf9TcfZ3_2I/AAAAAAAAAlA/MQMhkFMbADQ/s320/266804_10150215515737278_761732277_6840217_3512462_o.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Owh yeah. I was glad to be given a shot at designing a background, if you guys are reading this, thank youuuu. =D I still think my drawings suck, but its nice some people appreciate them. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Err i'm still not posting much about performances. But like i said, thats all caught on video. So i shall talk about the stuff that never got caught by a camera, or caught on video, stuff that hold priceless memories that only we shall remember. Words won't be efficient enough to describe these feelings, but hopefully they will trigger enough. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;So first off, i really enjoyed preparations. It was actually the first one i actually went to practically every day. I learned a lot, laughed a lot, smiled a lot. =) Maybe sometimes there might have been stressful times, but at the end of the day, who cares, right? Everyone gets happy again. I'm relieved that its finally over, but at the same time i would prefer going to school every day just to do CFN prep stuff.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt; And then there was the day itself. I dont have any regrets except one. I didnt take enough pictures with some people. Not enough memories. Sometimes, i want more than a memory in my head. I want a picture too, to remind myself it actually did happen. So next time, i most definitely will take a picture with you and you and you. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Nice to see everyone happy,even for a while. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-6824256233981113174?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/6824256233981113174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/06/campfire-night-2011-deja-vuuuu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/6824256233981113174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/6824256233981113174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/06/campfire-night-2011-deja-vuuuu.html' title='Campfire Night 2011- Deja Vuuuu'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9HG89BvNbGw/Tf9TSfUdNaI/AAAAAAAAAk8/PQyuUSptpt8/s72-c/259263_10150215512927278_761732277_6840183_7699651_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-3393494484980122490</id><published>2011-06-14T22:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T22:25:23.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here we go againnn</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;ITS DEJA VU! ITS DEJA VU! ITS DEJA VU! ITS DEJA VU!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;This Saturday, June 18th, SMK Seafield, Scouts Campfire Night! =D Theres gonna be tons of awesome performances from loads of talented peeps. Come and seeee. Tickets are still on sale. Its gonna be fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;We took lots of pictures for CFN prep, but obviously it'll all remain secret till the end of CFN. Memories... those 2 weeks were one of the best times i had this year. Glad i was given an opportunity to design the background, i hope its satisfying. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;ITS DEJA VU! ITS DEJA VU! ITS DEJA VU! ITS DEJA VU!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Do you feel deja vu? =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;I'll blog more on this later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-3393494484980122490?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/3393494484980122490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/06/here-we-go-againnn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/3393494484980122490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/3393494484980122490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/06/here-we-go-againnn.html' title='Here we go againnn'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-2184391672250333966</id><published>2011-06-01T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T23:38:17.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Outdoor Campppp</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;So from Saturday till Monday, i went to scouts outdoor camp haha. It was super fun, a very different experience from our normal camps in school. I'll be brief. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Went to school like usual. All the Remajas got into their respective patrols when the councils called line and us Mudas just simple stand. Mudas formed in 2 patrols. Slight bus delay, so we sat around talking. Then off to the campsite at Batang Kali. =) Introduced us to the Tom and Jerry game. It works like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt; &lt;i style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Every scout in camp takes part in the game, including the councils. Everybody is a Tom, and a Jerry. Everyone picks a random name out of a box and the name they chose becomes their Jerry for the duration of the camp. The Tom looks after their Jerry and sends them notes and food and stuff. At the end of camp, each Tom reveals themselves to their Jerry.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;So then we played a game. Split into two teams, when the 10 second timer on the camera starts, each team will try to block out the faces of the opposing team's members from the shot. Then they told us how to put on gear for flying fox and canoeing and stuff tomorrow. The night walk was scary. It went on until 2 a.m. After night walk, i talked to my BM teacher (Encik Rahim) for a bit. He asked me where my siblings were and told me to enjoy camp. Haha. Sleep was super super cold in the dorms (YES we had dorms the tents were out of order or something).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;We&lt;/i&gt; were split into 3 groups, Team A, Team B 1, and Team B 2. Team A went jungle trekking, Team B1 went flying fox and Team B2 went canoeing. Then we switched. I was in Team B1. Scared of heightssss. I was with KahSeng and ShuenMin =) Apparently all three scared of heights-gg. Hahaa one of the scariest parts was climbing up the stairs to the top of the flying fox. There were the kind of stairs with holes in between and i was carrying heavy gear and it was narrow and high up and i was scared of falling. Kept hesitating at the jumping point. Imagine being high up and you're on a ledge. It would be stupid if you jumped off with no hesitation at all. It was over quickly. =)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Then we went canoeing, which was great. We kept very nearly bumping into the edges of the lake. Everytime someone bumped their canoes, everyone else would yell RM3000! Which was the price of the canoe. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Then we went jungle trekking. The walk was long and we had an egg (and i had a rock as well) to take care of. After the guide showed us how to cook the eggs in a bamboo over a fire, we went to play in the river. Ice cold but super refreshing. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Later we had Malam Kebudayaan. Every performance was awesomeee. Then people could go eat up their snacks and chat until midnight.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Last day of camp! Awww. First thing we did was go hot springs. Super super hot, but some people would actually float face down on the water. Then we were supposed to help clean up and i fell into quicksand ( i thought it was super sticky mud, but neekee said it was quicksand). I just kept standing there laughing. Neekee pulled me out but i left a slipper in so when we pulled it out it made this loud squelching sound which was funny. =) And then....XiaShin helped me wash my feet. =O&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;We went to visit animals. The baby rabbit were really adorable but the goats bleated a lot. Then we had to pack our bags. Later, everyone revealed themselves to their Jerry's. My Tom turned out to be Sze Zhen. Unexpected. =)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Later, we took group pictures and went back to school on the bus. Super awesome time. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-2184391672250333966?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/2184391672250333966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/06/outdoor-campppp.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/2184391672250333966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/2184391672250333966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/06/outdoor-campppp.html' title='Outdoor Campppp'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-1325091523129257044</id><published>2011-05-25T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T22:39:16.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Sometimes, i get surprised when i find out people i dont expect to know me, know me. You know? People who are popular or stuff. And i wonder why. And usually, people taking an interest in you are usually narrowed down to two things:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #274e13; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;-Charisma-&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 class="r g0" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cha·ris·ma&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font: smaller 'Doulos SIL','Gentum','TITUS Cyberbit Basic','Junicode','Aborigonal Serif','Arial Unicode MS','Lucida Sans Unicode','Chrysanthi Unicode'; margin: 0 0 0 .7em;"&gt;/kəˈrizmə/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="f" style="font-size: smaller; margin: 0 .7em;"&gt;Noun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;1. Compelling attractiveness or charm that can inspire devotion in others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;2. A divinely conferred power or talent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: #274e13; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;-Curiousity-&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 class="r g0" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cu·ri·os·i·ty&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font: smaller 'Doulos SIL','Gentum','TITUS Cyberbit Basic','Junicode','Aborigonal Serif','Arial Unicode MS','Lucida Sans Unicode','Chrysanthi Unicode'; margin: 0 0 0 .7em;"&gt;/ˌkyo͝orēˈäsitē/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="f" style="font-size: smaller; margin: 0 .7em;"&gt;Noun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;1. A strong desire to know or learn something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;2. A strange or unusual object or fact.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;But i still have no idea why they take an interest in me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/5580925976246679318-1325091523129257044?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/1325091523129257044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/05/sometimes-i-get-surprised-when-i-find.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/1325091523129257044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/1325091523129257044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/05/sometimes-i-get-surprised-when-i-find.html' title=''/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-4621604265150733405</id><published>2011-05-22T21:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T21:41:05.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Well, firstly, HAPPY 16TH CHONG YIT LIN! =) Hope you enjoyed TGI Fridays today, all thanks to your best friends who planned the whole thing. The party was cool, and it was my first ever time at TGI, and I was somewhat honoured that me and Neekee and Sinyee were invited despite being form 3's and the rest of you guys were, form 4s, 5s, and ex-seniors. Thanks. Hope you like the present! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Campfire Night auditions was on Saturday. I was partners with SinYee and ZiQing. =) They're both good. We had 3 acts to choose from, so yeah, we roughly know the story. But its a secret. Gosh i hope i can get through. Just a small part would be a good start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;I was freaking out like crazy 5 minutes before our turn, but the moment i walked into the audition room the nervousness disappeared, you know? ZiQing was the narrator, so i just walked calmly to the chairs at the back of the room and sat down. I don't know why. Usually i think i would have stood there nervously, but i didnt. =) So yeah, KahSeng said something to all of us along the lines of "If you want to join any performances, even a tiny bit, just join anyway. If you have any doubt about your talents or anything, just join anyway!" Which reminds me somewhat of a Ricky Martin song- The Best Thing About Me Is You. So, lets hope. Good luck to everyone trying out! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;So baby, don’t say no&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Come on and just say yes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; You know it’s time to keep it simple&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Let’s take a chance and hope for the best.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-4621604265150733405?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/4621604265150733405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/05/well-firstly-happy-16th-chong-yit-lin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/4621604265150733405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/4621604265150733405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/05/well-firstly-happy-16th-chong-yit-lin.html' title=''/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-1904598592624300652</id><published>2011-05-02T22:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T22:30:18.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sports Dayyy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Happy Labour's Day. =) Well, yesterday was Labour's Day. But today is still an extra holiday. =D Well, it's nearly over. And then we'll be back to school by tomorrow. But we're missing the point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Sports Day was on Saturday, 30th of April. It was fun. I didn't get into the drill team because i was absent on the day of the selections. (!) Owh well. I was in green house though. Green house marching. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E3Poua0syjg/Tb626d3jVJI/AAAAAAAAAko/dTOcq0Xh1VI/s1600/226709_10150169235067278_761732277_6449264_3335077_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E3Poua0syjg/Tb626d3jVJI/AAAAAAAAAko/dTOcq0Xh1VI/s320/226709_10150169235067278_761732277_6449264_3335077_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;I think green house got 2nd out of 5 places for marching? But i'm not exactly sure. Because i was holding hands with the other scouts, fingers crossed, waiting to hear the badan beruniform results. Congrats to St. Johns for 3rd place! Green house was marching behind you guys and i thought you guys looked really neat and awesome. =) And the scouts. First place 3 years in a row. I'll definitely try out again next year. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;After the marching was over, lots of scouts gathered at that one corner at MPSJ they always seemed to gather. People who were and weren't in the drill team. All gathered at that one spot to chat, take pictures, listen to music, play a game of Hangman on a phone...anything. By the way, thanks I Shuen for treating me to an ice stick. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yj-mJsmczG0/Tb68TTMPYKI/AAAAAAAAAks/9f3EAS7EhJg/s1600/227829_1887477700027_1033957342_32150583_1997389_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yj-mJsmczG0/Tb68TTMPYKI/AAAAAAAAAks/9f3EAS7EhJg/s320/227829_1887477700027_1033957342_32150583_1997389_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Just found this. So apparently, after everything, the races, the marching, the dance routines, green house was the runner up after yellow house by just one point. Which was super close. And i'm glad i played a part too. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;After all the results, we cleaned up the compound. Me and Cass went around being the "lost and found". Plenty of stinky shoes. And surprisingly, a few backpacks. We actually tossed everything into a big trash bag until we found an empty box to throw the shoes in. Ahahaha. And then we divided into groups to walk to Pizza Hut to celebrate. I still find it suspicious how Neekee, YiXuan and Cass ended up in group 2. I was in group 3 with SinYee. Hmmm. I'm pretty sure at least one of them skipped out of their own group to join the other two. Owh well. We all sat at the same table for pizza anyway. =) Half the scouts went off to Mcdonalds.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4Pq0N0QRBgI/Tb6-0eFI6MI/AAAAAAAAAk0/nPN-JaX9Kds/s1600/223045_10150169248502278_761732277_6449410_6889490_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4Pq0N0QRBgI/Tb6-0eFI6MI/AAAAAAAAAk0/nPN-JaX9Kds/s320/223045_10150169248502278_761732277_6449410_6889490_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;To be honest, though, I'm somewhat glad its all over. No more friends disappearing for practice. We'll all be together in class, at least for a while. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;*Credits to Cass or Zian Xiang for the pictures. All on Facebook if you're interested for more*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-1904598592624300652?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/1904598592624300652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/05/sports-dayyy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/1904598592624300652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/1904598592624300652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/05/sports-dayyy.html' title='Sports Dayyy'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E3Poua0syjg/Tb626d3jVJI/AAAAAAAAAko/dTOcq0Xh1VI/s72-c/226709_10150169235067278_761732277_6449264_3335077_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-8980568451440351131</id><published>2011-04-25T21:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T17:44:48.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fellowship Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;So last night was Leo's first Fellowship Night at Vintage Ballroom in Holiday Villa. =) It was my first formal event where i actually dressed up formally as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;From the start. Okay. At about 3, WanYing came over to my house. Her heels were... high. So then we went off to Neekee's house, where YiXuan was busy applying makeup. Wahahaa. I only had a bit of lip gloss and a bit of concealer.And by the time we got ready and everything it was already 4:30. And it was raining too. Rush rush.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;When we reached the place, the ballroom wasn't open yet. So we did what teenagers did. We took pictures, and traveled up and down the elevator. Seriously. Elevator goes up, elevator come down. We even went to the other part of the hotel and went up to the highest guest room level, trying to find a view.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;When the doors were open, we went into the ballroom to find our table. Table 22, with ZianXiang's gang. Despite what we assumed, the table's view of the stage wasn't that bad really. The interval where guests were pouring in were when we took pictures. =D Cause afterwards there wasn't much time at all. So i didn't get to take pictures with some people i was hoping to take with. Awww.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, i think there were performances. And dinner. Dinner lines were long. There was enough food though. And after that, we went to the bathroom. To take pictures. Hahaha. Afterwards, i think there was mostly performances. And games. And lucky draws. At the endddd, all the lights dimmed out for the dance floor, so yeah. No more chances of pictures.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i went home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Join me next year? =)&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/-uUlyzn1gBGY/TbV0EYFSEJI/AAAAAAAAAkk/_K2NrVRlBEs/s1600/016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uUlyzn1gBGY/TbV0EYFSEJI/AAAAAAAAAkk/_K2NrVRlBEs/s320/016.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-8980568451440351131?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/8980568451440351131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/04/fellowship-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/8980568451440351131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/8980568451440351131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/04/fellowship-night.html' title='Fellowship Night'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uUlyzn1gBGY/TbV0EYFSEJI/AAAAAAAAAkk/_K2NrVRlBEs/s72-c/016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-3475477538772357116</id><published>2011-04-15T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T22:11:06.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: inherit;"&gt;Tumblr. Is great. Hahaha. Because you not only get to read stuff or write stuff, you get to reblog awesome pictures or posts. =) Yeah, you know, people who can blog over 10 times a day. I realize. I have. This tendency now. To stretch my name at the end. KayLiii. Kayliii. Not sure if its a good thing yet. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: inherit;"&gt;Finally done with my woodwork for KH. Ahhh. All A's. Awesome. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: inherit;"&gt;Since i was one of the last few to finish up my project (I was absent from school the whole week not including today), i had to go into THAT dark room to grab out my folders. Well,&amp;nbsp; it was not that dark, but they have 2 corners which are unused, 1 corner with the table of folders and another corner with a creepy closet. So yes. It can be scary. The teacher mentioned how she accidentally closed the door in the dark, and went panick-y until her hand swept pass the light switch in the room. Hahaha. Doodooodoooo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Campfire Night theme is out! I just saw the flyer today. The theme was "Deja Vu", and with my brother's constant hints on whether i was going to "drag him to the event, which was his birthday present to me last year" , i'm pretty sure he wants to. Theme him up. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I want to try out for something. Fingers crossed. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: inherit;"&gt;Hmmm you know, I just got a friend request from one of the scout juniors. I think i pulled her out in one of the games during troop camp.&amp;nbsp; Seniors never really notice it, but you know when there's a game or anything, and you single one of the juniors out, it might just be random for you, but for the junior, well, they kinda do remember you for that a lot. I should know, i felt that way last year when stuff like that happened to me. Scouts does that. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Whooosh. And thanks for taking the time every single day to reply to my messages, without fail. You're so busy i dont see you doing anything on Facebook or Twitter or anything, but you sent me messages anyway. I can always count on getting an email on it whenever i turn on my computer the next morning. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: inherit;"&gt;Ahhhh. Paul Macdonald is out of American Idol. Eliminated. Thats sad. He was my choice to win. =) He went out with a bang though. He didn't break apart or anything. He delivered his last song with so much finesse you'd think he just won instead. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-3475477538772357116?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/3475477538772357116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/04/tumblr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/3475477538772357116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/3475477538772357116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/04/tumblr.html' title=''/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-435243234711680732</id><published>2011-04-06T23:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T23:01:01.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: lime;"&gt;Marching again tomorrow. =) I missed today cause of tuition. Can't wait. Marching feels more awesome now. =) I used to be quite worried about it all the time. I very nearly did not try. But i am trying out....because i wanna know if i can do it. And even if i can't, because i know how hard it is for someone who only learned half these stuff a few weeks ago, I would be disappointed i guess, but still somewhat satisfied, because i tried, and i learned lots of stuff, and i had loads of fun.&amp;nbsp; =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime;"&gt;SATURDAY. Gotong-royong then dress shopping. Excited as well. =) Next week the others will be off to Perdana camp. And then the week after that is Fellowship Night? And afterwards is Sports day. =D And then May and exams and outdoor camp. It'll be my first. Lots of things to look forward to. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime;"&gt;Something weird happened today. A discipline teacher got mad at my brother and told him to wash the gel out of his hair, even though he didnt put any gel on at all. And when my brother got back from dunking his hair, the teacher got even madder and scolded him for putting so much gel in his hair that his hair still stuck up, even after washing, because there was absolutely NO WAY that his hair could be natural. Which i thought was absolutely unfair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime;"&gt;I gotta go. I'm clamouring for a new book. Haven't bought a new book for over 2 months. But my family has always been too busy to go book shopping. =/ Thats all. Night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-435243234711680732?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/435243234711680732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/04/marching-again-tomorrow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/435243234711680732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/435243234711680732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/04/marching-again-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-8098834774002121876</id><published>2011-03-26T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T21:36:02.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Earth Hour's going, going, gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Scouts meeting today! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;The marching part was a bit.... weird with that ex-ex-ex-ex senior. But yeah. And then those of us who passed the Usaha theory exam got a free hour. =D And i think i passed my plaster cast. The TL said it was cute. Weeee. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Um....knots exam next week. I think i won't be going to QingMing, considering its mine and Colin's turn to duty anyway. So...i hope my knots are all correct. &amp;gt;_&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And then, after scouts, we went to eat at Bliss. My first time there. Haha. There was another scouts troop there. They were from Katolik High. O_O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;And hey! I changed my blog layout. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-8098834774002121876?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/8098834774002121876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/03/earth-hours-going-going-gone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/8098834774002121876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/8098834774002121876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/03/earth-hours-going-going-gone.html' title=''/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-1878448350834562533</id><published>2011-03-24T21:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T20:21:05.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Troop camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;I realize i'm way behind on blogging about troop camp. Sorry about that. Well, when its over, and you're clean again, and you look back at it, its awesome. You don't pay attention to the small time limit you're given to do something, you just remember the fun parts. Heck, even changing clothes in a rush that one time was fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;So, yeah. I would spill all the details, except i passed up my log book, and my report is in it. So... i'm thinking.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Owh, hey. This was Kenyalang Alpha's menu for troop camp 2011. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;18th March-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lunch&amp;gt; fried rice.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Oh gosh. My patrol leader's cooking skills were limited. So was the assistant patrol leader's (ME!) =P Thank god we had a member who was experienced, or we would all have had salmonella or food poisoning. The fried rice was awesome though.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dinner&amp;gt; Pasta&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Pasta is one of my favourite foods.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Breakfast&amp;gt; Bread and tuna, eggs, hot Milo.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Yup. Nothing spectacular worth mentioning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lunch&amp;gt; Hot dogs&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Oh gosh one of my members literally dropped a sausage into the pan. So yeah, the oil sizzled out. And hit my leg. I just popped the blisters last night. Yeah, i know its gross. But it hurt like hell when it happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;So....we had exams and plaster cast too. Exams. I just got my results today. Theory. 3rd highest marks. And highest in form 3s. Only 12 people managed to pass though. =/ Cass passed too, but her plaster cast COMPLETELY crumbled. So now she's failed. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;There was something suspicious on the Usaha results paper. "Be Prepared". I suspect ropes exam. So, just to be safe. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Oh hey. Plaster cast. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-K-rPyhc4SXg/TYtBdpPU9eI/AAAAAAAAAkg/Qre5M49K9dc/s1600/22032011056.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-K-rPyhc4SXg/TYtBdpPU9eI/AAAAAAAAAkg/Qre5M49K9dc/s320/22032011056.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #38761d; text-align: left;"&gt;Its not perfect....but... i'm satisfied with it somewhat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #38761d; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Back to troop camp. MUD. Lots of mud. Awesomeness. We all came out muddy, but it didnt really matter at that moment, you know. Well, it mattered afterwards when we were told we had to wash it all off.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;It would really suck, to fail my Usaha thanks to oral or knots or bandages or something. I'm going to get all the help i can get. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;a class="cssButton" href="javascript:void(0)" id="publishButton" onclick="if (this.className.indexOf(&amp;quot;ubtn-disabled&amp;quot;) == -1) {var e = document['postingForm'].publish;(e.length) ? e[0].click() : e.click(); if (window.event) window.event.cancelBubble = true; return false;}" target=""&gt;&lt;div class="cssButtonOuter"&gt;&lt;div class="cssButtonMiddle"&gt;&lt;div class="cssButtonInner"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-1878448350834562533?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/1878448350834562533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-realize-im-way-behind-on-blogging.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/1878448350834562533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/1878448350834562533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-realize-im-way-behind-on-blogging.html' title='Troop camp'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-K-rPyhc4SXg/TYtBdpPU9eI/AAAAAAAAAkg/Qre5M49K9dc/s72-c/22032011056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-5256647294329089086</id><published>2011-03-13T23:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T20:14:38.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Capture The Flag</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;I've just been on Youtube to learn my knots. I got them down cold. =) The only question is whether the end result is correct.... i'll ask. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;Saturday was my first time wearing mufti. I'm serious. For some reason, i was always busy last year whenever we had to wear mufti. So yeah, i missed a lot of games. Yesterday was quite relaxed. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;We called line and everything, and then we went for a jog. I'm glad my members know how to dress correctly. =) Our patrol discussed what we'd be eating during troop camp. Most of the members were quiet and unresponsive, and would nod their heads when me or Colin prompted them if they would like our suggestions. Divided up what we would bring. Then some Usaha knots. I didnt really get them. Queue Youtube for knots. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;Later, CAPTURE THE FLAG! Awesomeness. We had it in the field, where there were pieces of rubbish casually thrown about (no idea what that was about). So the flags were hung on goal posts on opposite sides of the fields, but there was a catch to the game. We were divided into two teams, green and red(though technically they were pink), and we had to loosely tie our coloured strings around our wrists. If a member of the opposing team managed to grab our string off our wrists, we would be taken prisoner until someone else from our team tagged us free. There were a few people who double knotted their knot, making it impossible to free the string. No sportsmanship. .__. So whenever one of the councils blew a whistle, we would have to freeze. I had this one pose where i was straightening my string, and they blew the whistle, and when i freezed i looked kinda like Barney from How I Met Your Mother adjusting his cuffs. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Odu7eqW6gAY/S-MJmxOfLpI/AAAAAAAAZvQ/8ZA_QrSZ7EE/s1600/Esquire+Barney+Stinson+by+Matthias+Vriens-McGrath+01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Odu7eqW6gAY/S-MJmxOfLpI/AAAAAAAAZvQ/8ZA_QrSZ7EE/s320/Esquire+Barney+Stinson+by+Matthias+Vriens-McGrath+01.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;Yeahhh. We never got to find out which team won the game though. Though i suppose it doesnt matter. Am i right? =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;Then we went for mamak. I found myself strangely fascinated by the huge dead rat that lay in the middle of the road, flattened by a car, its intestines streaming out. There were some flies buzzing over it, but i was fascinated by the insides of the rat, especially the intestines that were streaming out. I think i should NOT be a surgeon. O___O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;Yeah. Wait. I think, the reason i'm typing this out, is because i'm used to writing a report in the patrol book now. Darn. =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-5256647294329089086?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/5256647294329089086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/03/capture-flag.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/5256647294329089086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/5256647294329089086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/03/capture-flag.html' title='Capture The Flag'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Odu7eqW6gAY/S-MJmxOfLpI/AAAAAAAAZvQ/8ZA_QrSZ7EE/s72-c/Esquire+Barney+Stinson+by+Matthias+Vriens-McGrath+01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-145848341054078139</id><published>2011-03-11T21:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T20:15:15.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;I just wish someone would tell me what i might have said or done wrong that offended anyone. I try and i try to reach out to someone and they just pull back. Everyone tries to help, but their help only helps ebb the pain for a little while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;I guess what kills me most...is why. The question eats away my insides. Why did it happen? Why aren't you talking to me? Why do our mutual friends claim that someone's been deleting my messages to you?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;And i wish, someone would just give me a straight answer. I hate guessing. I've been going over options for so long i'm tired of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;And thanks to a certain someone who's been feeding me Pingu videos to take my mind off things. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-145848341054078139?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/145848341054078139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-just-wish-someone-would-tell-me-what.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/145848341054078139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/145848341054078139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-just-wish-someone-would-tell-me-what.html' title=''/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-2528999955984523517</id><published>2011-03-07T21:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T20:15:29.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Before you pass judgement, remember this, put yourself in that person's shoes. It works wonders.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;This  afternoon, i was incredibly tired of you taking out your anger on me. I  know you have a big job and all, but you're my best friend. And you  weren't there at times i needed you. You weren't even in class with me  most of the time, and when you were, you were incredibly busy. The song Misery by Maroon&amp;nbsp; made so much sense to me then.=(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;And,  when you're in a bad mood, and you take it out on someone else, that  certain someone else would feel like kicking trees and punching walls.  And that certain person would break their pencils into pieces. But thats  what that certain person would do to try and prevent getting mad at  someone else. Because a chain of Screaming (see HIMYM) never helps. You  see? Now someone else is getting sad because of that chain. It never  solves anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;But then, i talked about it with you. You told me  about your day. When people are insolent towards you. When they're  ignorant. When nothing goes right. When Murphy's Law plays against you.  And yeah, it'll feel horrible. Yeah, you would just wanna scream i bet.  So i'm amazed you managed to keep it together and scold instead of  scream. Thats something there. And remember i'll be here for you, no  matter how many times that happens. Because i put myself in your shoes  for a moment and it's stressful, for sure. But i hope you'll try and put  yourself in my shoes too. Rather than burying your anger deep down, or  throwing it in someone's face, the best idea is to simply let it go.  Relax. Maybe sleep. Thats what i did today. And when i woke up, it was  gone. But i hope that, if my anger comes back again, i'll reread this  post. I will remember. And i hope that i will be able to help. Dont shy  away from help. It doesnt have to be a burden you bear alone. Because  thats what best friends are for. To stand by you, for better or for  worst. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;I need new pencils now. Mine are all broken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-2528999955984523517?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/2528999955984523517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/03/before-you-pass-judgement-remember-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/2528999955984523517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/2528999955984523517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/03/before-you-pass-judgement-remember-this.html' title=''/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-4449468488248154966</id><published>2011-02-27T22:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T22:33:19.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Overall Week Sum Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Well.......thanks for returning my phone, at any rate. Though i hope you dont stalk my house now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: white; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-GV7jiw8ffvk/TWpanAZ2FEI/AAAAAAAAAkc/MO198DZ6hsQ/s1600/173022_10150102117307278_761732277_5988764_1077663_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-GV7jiw8ffvk/TWpanAZ2FEI/AAAAAAAAAkc/MO198DZ6hsQ/s320/173022_10150102117307278_761732277_5988764_1077663_o.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;My eyes are too big here. They're like, loads bigger than the rests. .____.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;They're almost as big as Emma's, except our eyes are shaped differently. And she used mascara to make her eyes bigger. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: white; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1G-K_fjvwnM/Syw6iDxBVDI/AAAAAAAACf0/0Ip4e7liqxQ/s400/emma.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1G-K_fjvwnM/Syw6iDxBVDI/AAAAAAAACf0/0Ip4e7liqxQ/s320/emma.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Hee. ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Malam Kebudayaan was quite awesome, in my opinion. Of course, i didnt have to think up the roll call or sketch very much. I think it will suck if i had to think them up. ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Kopi. The only think i could think of was that Nescafe ad with the bald dude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;I'll be having a hectic week. We bought all the stuff for the scouts noticeboard on Saturday afternoon, me, Cassandra and Neekee. It totaled up to nearly 50 bucks. Very close. ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I hope the noticeboard turns out okay. Right now, i'm thinking up so many more things i could have added to the draft. But whattheheck. Simplicity is bliss at times. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I seriously hope it rocks. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Slightly worried about my exam results. I'm not too confident with some. I hope i manage a pass, at least. =/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Song stuck in my head right now&amp;gt; Boomtown Rats- I dont like Mondays.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Thought in my head&amp;nbsp; right now&amp;gt; HUGH JACKMAN LOOKS SOOOOOOOO CUTE IN THIS PICTURE!!! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: white; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cache2.allpostersimages.com/p/LRG/10/1061/QMML000Z/posters/hugh-jackman.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://cache2.allpostersimages.com/p/LRG/10/1061/QMML000Z/posters/hugh-jackman.jpg" width="256" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Haha. =P&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/5580925976246679318-4449468488248154966?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/4449468488248154966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/02/overall-week-sum-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/4449468488248154966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/4449468488248154966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/02/overall-week-sum-up.html' title='Overall Week Sum Up'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-GV7jiw8ffvk/TWpanAZ2FEI/AAAAAAAAAkc/MO198DZ6hsQ/s72-c/173022_10150102117307278_761732277_5988764_1077663_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-6736858127140493772</id><published>2011-02-16T20:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T20:15:42.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;That was a new phone. Barely a month old. It was still brand new. I haven't even got rid of the box yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Bloody scumbag. Why couldn't a nice person have picked up the phone and checked my contacts list to return the phone to the owner? It had to be a mean person who steals my phone away. I hate you. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;The thing is, you're really dumb. No, seriously.If you were an expert phone-napper, you wouldnt have answered a phone call from "Home", now, would you? But if you genuinely picked up the phone with intention to return it if possible, why did you frantically say "wrong number wrong number" and hang up? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Look, my family's not rich. This phone was my best phone in years. =( You're an ass. And dumb, for the paragraph above. Dumbass. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;It was bloody new too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.mobiles.co.uk/wp-content/uploads/2009/01/extra3-nokia-5800-xpressmusic-angle.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://blog.mobiles.co.uk/wp-content/uploads/2009/01/extra3-nokia-5800-xpressmusic-angle.jpg" width="149" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;I can't believe people get away with stuff like this. This is justice? =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-6736858127140493772?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/6736858127140493772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/02/that-was-new-phone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/6736858127140493772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/6736858127140493772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/02/that-was-new-phone.html' title=''/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-5577621184091525149</id><published>2011-02-11T22:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T20:15:52.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Adapting. We all do it. Everyone, everything tries to adapt at one point or other. Giving how long plants have been on earth, there are still a wide variety of species around. They adapt. Back in the ages, plants were a wide source of food for dinosaurs, animals, humans. They would've gotten extinct by now if most of them had not learned to adapt, to protect themselves. Thorns, poison, that-thing-mimosa-plants-do-when-something-touches-them. They weren't there before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;And humans adapt, of course. Oh, do they ever. Look at how far we've come. From using our hands to making simple machines to using earth's elements to using technology. We adapt to fit in. We adapt to respect cultures and customs. One of the most common things for me to do is adapting to simpler, broken down english when speaking to certain people who are better at chinese or some other language. Because i get tired of explaining what certain words mean. So i just break them down beforehand. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;I'm nervous for tomorrow. But then, i'm almost always nervous for tomorrows. Even if the tomorrows are fun. But i'm worried, about tomorrow. Tomorrow. =O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;I had a Jasmani Assessment today. Halfway through sit ups, i found myself just lying there laughing uncontrollably. My friends said i looked like i had cracked from the pressure and went mad, laughing hysterically. ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-5577621184091525149?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/5577621184091525149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/02/adapting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/5577621184091525149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/5577621184091525149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/02/adapting.html' title=''/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-571463933103908836</id><published>2011-02-06T22:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T20:17:02.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;I want to learn guitar. I want to learn guitar so badly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;I mean, i am learning, i guess. By myself. With books. And internet sites. I have about 6 sites&amp;nbsp; bookmarked right now, and i get daily newsletters from 4 guitar sites. But i wanna learn, you know, from a teacher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;I'm reading Eric Clapton-The Autobiography now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41q86muZtlL._SL500_AA300_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41q86muZtlL._SL500_AA300_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41q86muZtlL._SL500_AA300_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;It's really good. I'm amazed that he could remember so many details. It's interesting to read as well. Plus i absolutely love the cover. It's EPIC. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;He taught himself guitar, by playing by ear. He would sit for hours listening to a record, and try to duplicate the sound until he was satisfied it sounded like the record. Of course, he has lots of time back in those days where he COULD sit for hours without any obligations, like homework and extra-curricular activities and everything. Plus he has a good ear, while my mum tells me i'm tone deaf. =( She may be wrong, but still.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The ancient Chinese described it as "life-force" and for good reason.  They believed qi permeates everything and links the parts of our  surroundings together. The &lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tai_chi" title="Tai chi"&gt;tai chi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Acupuncturist" title="Acupuncturist"&gt;acupuncturist&lt;/a&gt;  are said to understand qi energy. They likened it to the flow of energy  around and through the body, linking each part forming a cohesive and  functioning unit. By understanding its rhythm and flow they believe they  can guide exercises and treatments to give us stability and longevity.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;My uncle said i&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;had very good chi when he kept patting my head many many times after handing me my angpau. ._. I didnt know why he was doing it at first, and why he kept muttering "good, good,good" as he patted my head, but thats what my mum told me later. That he was testing my chi. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-571463933103908836?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/571463933103908836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-want-to-learn-guitar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/571463933103908836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/571463933103908836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-want-to-learn-guitar.html' title=''/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-5992405590404725965</id><published>2011-02-01T00:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T20:17:14.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FEBRUARY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Whooosh. It's February already. Time flies faster than we think. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Got my Minda 2010. I looked ok in the class photo and scouts photo, but the senifoto pic was like. =OO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Anyway, i still blog, yes, but i also Tumblr now, just so you know. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;http://typewkayli.tumblr.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am so unoriginal. &amp;gt;.&amp;gt; My blog link is typewkayli.blogspot.com , and my Tumblr is typewkayli.tumblr.com. Dont ask me how i came up with that name. I was young and silly then. Seriously, i was really naive and foolish. I still regret some of the embarrassing things i did then. ._. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;So, uh, I have a Tumblr now because, its like blogging, only people dont expect a full essay everytime you blog. Which is nice. It lets you have more words than Twitter, you can change your font so people dont get tired of reading what you have to say, unlike when you write a long status of some magical thing that happened to you today on Facebook, and it's bliss to just write a few sentences or a paragraph sometimes. A break from all those essays and karangans i've had drilled into my head with school and tuitions and all.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Oh yeshhhh. Want to know what song i'm addicted to now? If i Die Young by the Band Perry is still a very addicting song for me, but today while watching MTV (I watch MTV a lot now. Starworld, i'll watch you when you stop showing America's Next Top Model or American Idol reruns over and over again! Music videos are really really intereesting. )&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;So as i was saying, i found another song that caught my attention. Animal by Neon Trees. But there's another one. AN AWESOME ONE. One i really really really like. I've replayed it on youtube over 5 times already since i loaded it just now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/kzxoQ9rbDAA?fs=1" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Ricky Martin- The Best Thing About Me Is You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I think its freaking awesome. Please, please, please listen to it? =) Oh, and &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7NJqUN9TClM"&gt;If I Die Young&lt;/a&gt; too? Please? They're both amazing songs. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Baking cookies tomorrowwwwww. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;I really really really really really really really really want to join the marching team now. Hope i still can even tho i didnt go that day. Really feel like trying out. ._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/5580925976246679318-5992405590404725965?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/5992405590404725965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/02/february.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/5992405590404725965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/5992405590404725965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/02/february.html' title='FEBRUARY'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/kzxoQ9rbDAA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-2649282401970735867</id><published>2011-01-27T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T16:36:30.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="post text" style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;                      &lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://yit0ng.tumblr.com/post/2922080087"&gt;You can miss someone who died, you can miss someone who moved away, but the worst is when you miss someone you see everyday. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;(Source: &lt;a href="http://yanilavigne.tumblr.com/post/2921765995" title="yanilavigne"&gt;yanilavigne&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Yeah, so true. =/ I think i might really really really like you. Your smile brightens up my day, it seriously does. Every word you say to me, i think back about it over and over again after wards. I think i really really like you. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;They say, if you've been crushing on someone for over 4 minutes, its not a crush anymore, but love. So, is it true? ._.&amp;nbsp;&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/5580925976246679318-2649282401970735867?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/2649282401970735867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/01/you-can-miss-someone-who-died-you-can.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/2649282401970735867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/2649282401970735867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/01/you-can-miss-someone-who-died-you-can.html' title=''/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-3591622775707843656</id><published>2011-01-22T19:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T20:17:25.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Omigosh yay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;I feel like i'm at an award show or something now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Ecstatic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;It just feels purely awesome when i saw this&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;http://www.darrenshan.com/news/article/blinding-you-with-science/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 class="newstitle" style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Blinding you with science!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="newsdate" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;21 January 2011&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="journalentrybody" style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I received an email from &lt;b&gt;KayLi &lt;/b&gt;in Malaysia today which made me smile:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I wanted to thank you for your books because not only do they  have inspiring events and everything that make you think, the Demonata  series actually helped me a bit in my science. We're learning about the  heart, and it was easy to remember what veins and arteries were thanks  to your Demonata book. I think of Artery when they mention that arteries  carry blood away from the heart, so i picture Artery biting someone and  that someone bleeding. Haha. With veins its easier. Vein is part dog,  and dogs like to play fetch, so remembering that veins carry blood to  the heart from outlying areas is easy too. So thank you very much!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got to admit, I could never remember how arteries and veins  differ, but now thanks to KayLi's ingenious use of my characters, I  think I have it sussed!!! If anybody else finds anything educational in  my books, or figures out a way to use them like KayLi has done, do  please let me know, so that I can share it with other struggling  students across the globe!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I'm still whoa-ing. =O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;AMAZINGGGGGGGG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&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/5580925976246679318-3591622775707843656?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/3591622775707843656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/01/omigosh-yay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/3591622775707843656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/3591622775707843656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/01/omigosh-yay.html' title=''/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-2922142034456972725</id><published>2011-01-21T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T22:46:21.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heck yes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.free-iqtest.net/images/badges2/l130.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.free-iqtest.net/images/badges2/l130.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IQ tests are fun. They make your brain think. Like word jumbles.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; CIACPFI&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; -River-Country-Ocean-Food-&lt;br /&gt;And you'd be thinking and thinking and then it hits you. PACIFIC! OCEAN! YEAHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;And when you get it right, its an awesome feeling. =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.free-iqtest.net/&lt;br /&gt;This is where i took the IQ test above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_420061145"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; DESCRIPTIVE QUALIFICATIONS OF INTELLIGENCE QUOTIENTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IQ&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;DESCRIPTION&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;% OF POPULATION&lt;br /&gt;130+&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Very Superior&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;2.2%&lt;br /&gt;120-129&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Superior&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;6.7%&lt;br /&gt;110-119&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;High Average&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;16.1%&lt;br /&gt;90-109&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Average&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;50%&lt;br /&gt;80-89&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Below Average&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;16.1%&lt;br /&gt;70-79&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Borderline&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;6.7%&lt;br /&gt;Below70 Extremely low&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;2.2%&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://iq-test.learninginfo.org/iq04.htm"&gt;&lt;i style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;In their book, Know Your Child's IQ, Glen Wilson and Diana Grylls outline occupations typical of various IQ levels: 140&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Top Civil servants, professors and research scientists 130&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Physicists and surgeons, lawyers, engineers (civil &amp;amp; mechanical) 120&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;School teachers, pharmacists, accountants, nurses, stenographers, managers 110&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;foremen, clerks, telephone operators, salesmen, policemen, electricians 100+&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;machine operators, shopkeepers, butchers, welders, sheet metal workers 100-&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Warehousemen, carpenters, cooks and bakers, small farmers, truck and van drivers 90&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Labourers,gardeners, upholsterers, farm hands, miners, factory packers and sorters.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Coolio! Haha. I got my brother and sister to take it too! My brother scored a 97, but then he never really bothers about these stuff. My sister got 134. Whoa. =O&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Haha. I think its fun. =))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Waiting for my movie to load. Come on, MUSIC AND LYRICS!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;School tomorrow.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;I wanna wanna wanna wanna join marching team. Or at least try too. =)))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Bye. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-2922142034456972725?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/2922142034456972725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/01/heck-yes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/2922142034456972725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/2922142034456972725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/01/heck-yes.html' title='Heck yes.'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-7098143284330322426</id><published>2011-01-20T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T23:33:52.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MANIAC</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cibC_5s9O08/TRByTBUVBrI/AAAAAAAABYw/nwODRa6LNAE/s1600/tumblr_lc1i4ecYqW1qemsjao1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cibC_5s9O08/TRByTBUVBrI/AAAAAAAABYw/nwODRa6LNAE/s400/tumblr_lc1i4ecYqW1qemsjao1_400.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&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;b style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://freshnessfactorfivethousand.blogspot.com/"&gt;JASON MRAZ'S BLOG &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;IS SUPER AWESOME. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-7098143284330322426?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/7098143284330322426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/01/maniac.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/7098143284330322426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/7098143284330322426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/01/maniac.html' title='MANIAC'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cibC_5s9O08/TRByTBUVBrI/AAAAAAAABYw/nwODRa6LNAE/s72-c/tumblr_lc1i4ecYqW1qemsjao1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-4495753731077396615</id><published>2011-01-17T21:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T20:17:38.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;I figured, its been a while since i blogged. So....hey. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;I've been sick lately. Still kinda am. My cough med's run out and my cough is still bad. I think i should get some antibiotics. =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;On the other hand, i got a new phone. Which is both a good and bad thing. Good, because i desperately needed a phone, and bad, because i, being a spendthrift, well.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quickshopping.de/nokia-5800-xpress-music-red--xxl-5800r.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.quickshopping.de/nokia-5800-xpress-music-red--xxl-5800r.jpg" width="256" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;My new phone, a Nokia 5800. It's kinda cool. I just hope it doesnt break quickly or anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Did anyone see the Star? There was something about Facebook on the front page. About.... people getting information from your accounts or something. So now a lot of people are blocking unknown people. ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;I'm thinking....this year, i want to do something different. This year,&amp;nbsp; i want to join the marching team. *determined face*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;*scared, unsecure face* Except except except i didnt go last Saturday so what if i cant join already? And and and i dont know if i'm good enough.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Omigosh. Just got news. Really? I dont want to change. I'm quite comfortable who i'm partnered with now. I mean, it'll be cool if i got Cass or Neek or something, but the chances of that happening are slim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Em.....well, i'm rereading Michael Crichton's "Airframe". Aeroplanes. I remember reading it for the first time when i was about 9. First Michael Crichton book i ever read. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Erm, well. I cant think of anything much now, so, yeah,bye. I'm going to watch Golden Globes. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-4495753731077396615?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/4495753731077396615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-figured-its-been-while-since-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/4495753731077396615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/4495753731077396615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-figured-its-been-while-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-7548400120986079008</id><published>2011-01-14T21:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T20:18:13.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;I'm drugged. Really. Though it's just meds. I'm sick. =( Real bad outbreak of cough, flu, sore throat. My throat hurts like hell. It hurts so bad i can't make it to scouts tomorrow. And and and.... my left leg hurts when i cough. Muscle twitching? =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Ugh. Hope i get better soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-7548400120986079008?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/7548400120986079008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-drugged.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/7548400120986079008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/7548400120986079008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-drugged.html' title=''/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-110357214902158330</id><published>2011-01-08T21:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T20:18:51.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AGM. Haha. =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;AGM today. =) I swear some of the form 1's seem shorter every year. Get more calcium!!! Haha. =) Divided into patrols and everything. Everyone's opinion was of that the junior were too quiet, but then i was quiet when i first joined too. So, yeah, they'll come around eventually i bet. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;It was fun today. Awesome. Pretty darn amazing. =) Having friends does that. Think some ancient quest or something. If i were to venture into the darkness alone, i wouldn't. But if i had friends by my side, i'd go in, knowing they'd be there for me. It's more or less the same thing in every situation. Thing can be fun if you have friends. Even school projects. Haha. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;When i got an APL post, i was incredibly worried and i had lots of doubts. But after today, i think it'll turn out fine. I mean, it won't exactly be a breeze, but with companions guiding me, helping me, i think i'll be able to do it. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-110357214902158330?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/110357214902158330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/01/agm-haha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/110357214902158330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/110357214902158330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/01/agm-haha.html' title='AGM. Haha. =)'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-1454996605951564047</id><published>2011-01-04T20:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T20:18:43.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Hate Thinking Up Titles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Last year, i prided in myself for blogging every two to three days,a week, tops. Now, i've realized its not possible. Been caught up with school lately. Forms, funds, homework.... I'm even starting to make homework lists again. Right now, my sleeping schedule still isn't fixed. I can wake up early, because of all those Saturdays for scouts, but i can't control my sleep time. Wake up early, nap when i come home, can't sleep at night due to nap. ._. It's a recurring cycle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Haha. Morning sessions cool. Still a bit scary, but cool. =) What irks me is that,with 4 people in the family showering, 2 people upstairs and 2 people downstairs, the hot water runs out. Then it gets colddddd. ._. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;My form teacher..... well, her initials spell L.O.L. Haha. most of my teachers seem okay. There were some who hinted about how we were the only form 3 class they were teaching, and how they handpicked our class, and stuff. So, is that supposed to be good? My sister's theory is, that all the teachers didn't want to teach 3 Budi, so those teachers stepped in. Though she could be just jealous. ;)&amp;nbsp; Haha. I got Encik Rahim as my BM teacher for the year. And.....my sister got mad at me for mentioning triplets when we were told to introduce ourselves. Something about why did i have to tell anyway. ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Still a bit unsure about what to join for certain extra curricular activities. Most likely, i'll follow the crowd, i guess, with my friends. Cause who would want to join something completely alone? =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;New tuition tomorrow. BM. 3pm. Which kinda sucks, because i usually nap or rest then. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;I NEED HELP WITH MY BM HOMEWORK!!!!! =OOO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51Q7FtJ5eZL._SL500_AA300_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51Q7FtJ5eZL._SL500_AA300_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Eric Clapton, The Autobiography. My most recent want. Other than a new phone, of course. ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-1454996605951564047?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/1454996605951564047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-hate-thinking-up-titles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/1454996605951564047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/1454996605951564047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-hate-thinking-up-titles.html' title='I Hate Thinking Up Titles'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-3317777415152142391</id><published>2010-12-31T18:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T21:36:25.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing In Particular, really.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;How about......no typical new years post this time? I basically do it at least once every year. If not for blogging, for school. Every year, we'd get to do an essay about the new year and how last year was and what we hope to achieve this year et cetera et cetera. Joy. If thats supposed to make us realise..........make us realise.....uh....make us realise that.....stuff..... I dont think its working. Heck, i wouldn't have remembered what i wrote next year if i had not scrolled back to my previous post for research. ._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Ah, yes. Something about resolutions. *winces at horriblly stupid things i wrote while future me probably winces about what i'm writing now* Yeah.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;So, none of that this year. Not in this post.There were moments when i thought to myself:" Last year passed so quickly, and yet i can't get through the week this year." And moments when time DID pass quickly. I suppose exams do help with that. For my finals, i studied desperately,for fear of streaming and being separated from my friends. Guess my motivation is&amp;nbsp; to not let the bad thing happen. It could be a it hard sometimes, but when you really want it, it really will happen. Haha. I know, because, after years of being in the 22and above place in class, i finally rose to 15th. I mean, wow. Accomplishment this year. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;If i looked back on the year, i would say, there were opportunities i wished i had taken, chances i wish i had not passed up, but there was also a load of stuff i was thankful for. I'm glad for the way the year took a turn. I'm thankful for being given an opportunity to lead next year. I'm thankful for my group of good friends who stayed by my side. I'm thankful for the possible-streaming-which-in-the-end-got-canceled, because all these events led up to me getting through the year, with a bit more knowledge, a bit more wisdom, a bit more understanding, and a bit more old. Haha. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Thanks to everyone who made this year amazing. I couldn't have gotten through it without you. Yeah, even you who might be reading this post now. For taking the time for reading this. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;So, uh, have a happy new year and best of luck with everything you do! =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;My last post of 2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;PEACE! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;LASER GUNS PEW PEW!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.omglasergunspewpew.com/"&gt;http://www.omglasergunspewpew.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-3317777415152142391?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/3317777415152142391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/12/nothing-in-particular-really.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/3317777415152142391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/3317777415152142391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/12/nothing-in-particular-really.html' title='Nothing In Particular, really.'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-6106388490623217341</id><published>2010-12-25T22:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T22:07:28.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Most Wonderful Time of The Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: lime;"&gt;Got that title off some Christmas Hallmark movie they were showing haha. Anyways, Merry Christmas! D'you know, when i woke up this morning i felt like Christmas was already over. =/ Those few moments after midnight were the most lively moments of my Christmas this year. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;Christmas this year was really low-key. My aunt, who usually hosts our family Christmas gatherings, didnt feel up to it. So our Christmas was pretty normal. We spent the whole day out Christmas present shopping AND back-to-school shopping. So yeah, i'm ready for the new school year. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime;"&gt;Gosh, nothing much to say right now. I'm reading Birth Of A Killer, an awesome Darren Shan book my best friend gave me for my birthday. It's a really amazing book. A heartfelt story about how Larten Crepsley grew to become the vampire he is today. I mean, it was awesome. My favourite characters in a book are almost always, more often than none, the mentor/ father figure to the main character. But in this book, its not Seba Nile i feel connected to. It's Larten. I've heard somewhere that when people feel connected/like a certain character in a book/show, that person usually has the same personality of that character, and can relate to them. So, yeah, maybe all those characters i feel for, its because my personality is like theirs in some way. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;So, i'm going to spend some quality time with my family. Wish you all a merry Christmas! (I'll get to the Happy new year part later.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;My Christmas present:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TRX6B5gAPzI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/DHeCa7ufcU8/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TRX6B5gAPzI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/DHeCa7ufcU8/s320/001.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Once&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Merry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;everyone! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-6106388490623217341?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/6106388490623217341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/12/most-wonderful-time-of-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/6106388490623217341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/6106388490623217341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/12/most-wonderful-time-of-year.html' title='The Most Wonderful Time of The Year'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TRX6B5gAPzI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/DHeCa7ufcU8/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-8576196216806990599</id><published>2010-12-21T22:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T22:05:54.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DooBeeDoDah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Uhhhhhh. Well, Robert Harris' books are good, thats for sure. I mean, its not just The Ghost. I got another one of his books the other day, Enigma. I'm not done with it, but its been amazing so far. Uhhhh what do i write about now? I don't have anything interesting to blog about. I can't wait for school to start right now, really. I mean, if i get my back to school stuff in time. Because if i don't, well, i have holes in my shoes right now. I won't be looking forward to going back to school with bad, uncomfortable shoes. Geez.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Okay, um, lets talk about something. Or rather, i talk and you read. or rather, i talk and you walk away if you aren't interested. ._. Okay. I LOVE SOUNDS! =DDDDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I mean, not at all times, i mean. Sometimes, i'd like it to be peace and quiet. But i like sounds, in general. Lots. I'm bored. I'm going to write my&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favourite 5/10/15/etc. Sounds&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;1. &lt;b&gt;Violins&lt;/b&gt;. Seriously, violins. If i ever had the patience to learn a classical instrument, it would be violins. It might sound bad in the hands of an amateur, but its amazing when its played beautifully.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;2. The &lt;b&gt;piano&lt;/b&gt;. I've heard from some people that it can be a pain to learn, but i love listening to the smooth elegance of it sometimes.Again, i have naught the skill or the patience to learn this instrument,&amp;nbsp; so i dont think i would have picked it up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;3. The &lt;b&gt;strumming of a guitar&lt;/b&gt;. Yeah, this is the 3rd instrument in my "sounds" list, already, but the strumming is soothing sometimes, y'know? =) I've been practicing it for more than an hour every day now, cause i have nothing else to do, really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;4. This time, no instrument. The &lt;b&gt;rhythm of the rain&lt;/b&gt;. Yeah, i'm aware that its the name of a song. Listen to that song, by the way. Pitter patter pitter patter. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;5. I dont own a typewriter, but the &lt;b&gt;clickity clack of the typewriter&lt;/b&gt; sounds cool too! Well, in movies, anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;6. MUSIC!! MAY IT BE SCORES OR SONGS. I FIND SCORES AWESOME AS WELL AS SONGS. =)))) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Lets end that off here. Sorry for the short post. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-8576196216806990599?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/8576196216806990599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/12/doobeedodah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/8576196216806990599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/8576196216806990599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/12/doobeedodah.html' title='DooBeeDoDah'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-4459969334126864437</id><published>2010-12-13T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T23:43:27.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ding Dong Bell</title><content type='html'>This is another one of those things i ponder about. Black or white. Clothes, i mean. Some people can look good in both. Some can only look good in one, or slightly better. My sister looks good in black clothes. She might even have more black shirts than my red shirts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to continue, i THINK i'm better with white shirts. I dont even own any black ones. Seriously. I don't. I wore a pair of black cargos once and my brother told me i look weird. So i THINK i'd prefer white. Even though i usually manage to stain it somehow or other.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, uh.... i've basically breached that point. I found this awesome shirt, though i can't buy it cause i'm not from US. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.threadless.com//imgs/products/2604/636x460shirt_girls_01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="231" src="http://media.threadless.com//imgs/products/2604/636x460shirt_girls_01.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's from this website, Threadless ( http://www.threadless.com/ )&lt;br /&gt;I'm beginning to get bored of holidays. Weekdays. Weekends are slightly better.&lt;br /&gt;Right now the only thing i'm looking forward to/slightly worried about&amp;nbsp; before school starts is PL/APL camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to ramble! =D&lt;br /&gt;I still love Harry Potter, you know. Now, i read Harry Potter fanfiction. It's.....fresh. =) Particularly the ones with Remus Lupin in them. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More rambling.&lt;br /&gt;I can usually tell whether or not people are left handed. O___O&lt;br /&gt;There are certain signs. For example, one of them is, when a person is supporting their chin/face with a hand, a left hander's supporting hand will USUALLY be the right. You know why? Because most of the time, when we use our hands to support our chin, we're usually sitting at a table. So the elbow rests on the table while the palm supports the chin. Okay? So most of the time, when we do that, we're USUALLY writing something. So obviously, a left hander cant use their left hand to support their chin while they're writing at the same time right? And vice versa for right handers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm done rambling. ._.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, one last thing.&lt;br /&gt;ERIC CLAPTON IS AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;Bye. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TQY-0MxfhPI/AAAAAAAAAkI/9FOMu7VKQSY/s1600/musician08.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TQY-0MxfhPI/AAAAAAAAAkI/9FOMu7VKQSY/s1600/musician08.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-4459969334126864437?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/4459969334126864437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/12/ding-dong-bell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/4459969334126864437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/4459969334126864437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/12/ding-dong-bell.html' title='Ding Dong Bell'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TQY-0MxfhPI/AAAAAAAAAkI/9FOMu7VKQSY/s72-c/musician08.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-7054382603437225235</id><published>2010-12-09T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T21:16:30.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am In The Mood For Writing Things Down</title><content type='html'>I want to writeeeeeeeeee. So i willlllllll. Unless you stop me somehowwwwwww. By taking away all my TYPING materialssssss. Then i will stoppppppp. Because i hate using pens or pencilsssssssss. They smudgeeeeeeee. So yeahhhhhhh. Find a way to stop me if you want tooooooooo. But please don'tttttttttt. Cause i want to writeeeeeeee. Only without pen or pencilssssssss. I am going to start nowwwwww. Please dont get any ideas from this paragraphhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, i'm waiting for my chocolate covered apricots to freeze up. =) Melt some chocolate, dip dried fruit in, freeze up chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, i just noticed something. Our generation really loves stalking, dont we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday morning, i ventured into the........STOREROOM.&lt;br /&gt;Haha no its not scary or anything, i just wanted to sound dramatic. So yeah. I went in there cause my sister remembered my dad has a stack of music books we used to sing along to. So most of those books had guitar chords too. So, you know, practice. My problem is STRUMMING. Apparently there are many different ways. Which i dont know about since when you try to find a guitar book, more often than none, you'll find a guitar chord book. Just chords. I need strumming too. So i watched a bit of an Eric Clapton CD my dad had. Didnt help much though. D=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D'you know, I finished The Lovely Bones book. It's not scary at all. At least, the book isnt. I haven't watched the movie yet. I hid downstairs while my mum, bro, and sis watched it upstairs. It was really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really,really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really INSIGHTFUL and HEARTWARMING, and EVERYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second thing on the list. HACHIKO!!!!! The Richard Gere one. That is one good dog. It's so calm and quiet and loyal and everything. And stuff. Read up the history of the Akita dog. =) PLUS PLUS PLUS ITS SOOOOOOO CUTEEEEEE! =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABRUPT STOP TO BLOG POST! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.listal.com/image/1462206/936full-hachiko:-a-dog%27s-story-screenshot.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://img.listal.com/image/1462206/936full-hachiko:-a-dog%27s-story-screenshot.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-7054382603437225235?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/7054382603437225235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-am-in-mood-for-writing-things-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/7054382603437225235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/7054382603437225235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-am-in-mood-for-writing-things-down.html' title='I Am In The Mood For Writing Things Down'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-7540169695286432945</id><published>2010-12-05T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T22:14:13.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're-Right-Mun-Lin-My-Titles-Are-Unrelated-To-My-Posts =P</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Did you know that when we sleep, there's this sort of mechanism in our brain that stops us from reacting to our dreams? For example, you might be dreaming about weird giant heads that hop around trying to catch you after reading Alice in Wonderland one night, but you won't actually be running away. It might feel really really realistic but its just your brain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;So i went to restock my books again. I am running out of wants. Someone give me an author or a series that is good that i might not have read before? I sorta regret reading so much now. Someone write some awesome new series quick!!! .___.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I like Lemony Snicket's A Series of Unfortunate Events. Really awesome. I'm reading Book 13 now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I wish someone could come online now. I could really use some advice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;So what was one of the ideas i wanted to blog about......?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Oh yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Occasionally, whenever a book gets adapted into a movie, someone, anyone, will voice out their opinions on how the movie didnt live up to the book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Well, then they have very wrong opinions on the difference between a book and a movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;A book, is something to be read, something without sound, and mostly without pictures, but often words. A movie, is something that can be seen and heard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;A book is where the author can live up to their fantasies, logical and un-logical. A new land, magic, myth, monsters, legendary beasts, gods, secrets, things that may never happen in reality. Whether a book is liked or not, depends on whether the author can write a good book, where imagination can be a priority. Then, the reader will read it. It depends on a reader's imagination too. The author can't simply provide ALL the pictures. So he/she writes a description, may it be short or lengthy, for the reader to fantasize about. Characters, or surroundings, may be different to every reader. The author will build up on the place or character, and the reader themselves will add the bits up to form, in their minds view, a good land, a bad land, a character with spite hidden deep in their heart, or a character with compassion, who can change the fates of the land in the story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;A book can be long and lengthy, the more for the reader to grasp the storyline. A movie, however, is a completely different prospect. A movie cannot be too lengthy, for fear the watcher will grow tired. That's where most people complain. Because bits of the book they might find important or that they wish to see on the big screen are not shown. Well, the directors and the scriptwriters obviously cant fit every single detail into a movie. They cut down, cut out the parts which have seemingly no importance to the events of the storyline, or they alter the story. Well, i say, try to make a movie with every single detail in the book in it, without boring the audience to tears. Most movies which flop are usually boring, because there are too many bits in the movie which have no relation to how the storyline goes. Think of Harry Potter. If someone were to put every single detail in, it would be boring. So how many times are the cast in the movie actually seen at the Hall eating while discussing some subject? Not as many in the book. They HAVE to cut out. While a book may have bits that can peak a reader's interest, they may not be so grand in the movies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Which brings me to my second opinion. Sure there's CGI and everything, but it's still hard to make a monster, or magic, without it looking or sounding too fake. Let's bring in Jurassic Park for this. The scene where the T-Rex are after the two kids,Dr. Grant and Professor Ian Malcolm? Its roar is of a baby elephant mixed with a tiger and an alligator, and its breath is a whale's blow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;So, yeah. And while books are printed in paper, movies are costly. With all the shooting, cast, crew, and renting of spots, is there even a film with less than spent less than a million bucks creating the movie?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Now to end of my post with a seemingly unrelated picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freakingnews.com/pictures/34000/Dolores-Umbridge-Guitar--34410.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="314" src="http://www.freakingnews.com/pictures/34000/Dolores-Umbridge-Guitar--34410.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-7540169695286432945?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/7540169695286432945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/12/youre-right-mun-lin-my-titles-are.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/7540169695286432945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/7540169695286432945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/12/youre-right-mun-lin-my-titles-are.html' title='You&apos;re-Right-Mun-Lin-My-Titles-Are-Unrelated-To-My-Posts =P'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-6479776195443678987</id><published>2010-11-24T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T23:16:35.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nananana~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;This &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;blog&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;post&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;going&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;be&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;mix&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;random&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;things&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;happening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt; around &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt; life&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;right&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;I'm reading the final Inheritance book, Brisingr now. Then i'll be searching for something new and interesting to read again. Maybe i'll go buy Birth of A Killer. =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;I'm using the holidays to learn guitar! I've got this really informative book, it's really helpful and all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1185810797l/1607711.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1185810797l/1607711.jpg" width="224" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;However, i'm having trouble with the C major chord. Kinda.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;I haven't really been online much. Well, i do, but only at night. In the afternoon, i usually watch a movie/ read a book/ play guitar. Kashing and his friends usually use the laptops anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;So...I kinda feel guilty now i'm on break but i dont have the time to write out a chapter for the Darren Shan fanfiction i've been working on. I just dont feel like it. Even doing this, right now, isn't really inspiring with me. I've been away from school too long. O___O SAVE MY BRAIN CELLS!!! I'm pained to think how another month of no studying and constant TV will do to my brain cells when school restarts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;Let's paint this blog post with colours! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;THIS IS EXCRUCIATING. I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;'m not in the mood to blog now. Will i ever have the mood again??? O___O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;......I know how to play Swing Low Sweet Chariot now. I mean, it's pretty simple, but i managed to do it on the first day! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&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/5580925976246679318-6479776195443678987?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/6479776195443678987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/11/nananana.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/6479776195443678987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/6479776195443678987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/11/nananana.html' title='Nananana~'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-3060395142198075760</id><published>2010-11-21T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T19:54:44.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take A Guess</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Guess what, guess what, guess what!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;.......&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;.......&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;.......&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;.......&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;.......&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I went to Sunway Pyramid today. =P &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And guess what ELSE?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;.......&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;......&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;......&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;.....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I stopped by Guitar Collections.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Inquired on left handed guitars.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And you know what?????&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;.....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;.....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;.....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Meet my new guitar! =)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tanglewood, Left handed model.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;THANKS MUM!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm guessing that'll be my birthday present......for who knows how many years. =D &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am going to learn guitar over the holidays.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #cc0000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TOkFpktZ_rI/AAAAAAAAAj8/F8PUV2t6ULw/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TOkFpktZ_rI/AAAAAAAAAj8/F8PUV2t6ULw/s320/005.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;I'll write something juicier next time. This is the shortest post i've ever written! WOOT! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;(77 WORDS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-3060395142198075760?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/3060395142198075760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/11/take-guess.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/3060395142198075760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/3060395142198075760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/11/take-guess.html' title='Take A Guess'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TOkFpktZ_rI/AAAAAAAAAj8/F8PUV2t6ULw/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-1710188685736341117</id><published>2010-11-19T17:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T17:21:45.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crappy Life View</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I remember, one night, i was laying in bed watching America's next Top Model. And this girl was complaining about their task, which was to hang off a mountain and shoot an ad for sports clothes or something. So this girl said:" No one should be forced to hang off a cliff against their will" or something like that. And well, you know, when you lie in bed, done for the day, you think about stuff a lot. Well, i do, anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;So anyway, this goes through my head for some reason&amp;gt; "Why do we do something? Why SHOULD we do something? Purely because we can." Now, i'm not thinking bad things. I mean, think of Spiderman. He could've stopped the crook when he got out of the wrestling ring, but he didnt, because he didnt care if people in charge of the wrestling ring lost their money. In fact, he would be happy about it. So when he had a chance to stop the crook, he didnt. In the end, his uncle died. Well, firstly, think small. The things most of us have, we ignore. Our legs, for instance. In this generation, kids are more prone to wheeling around on a spinny chair, not getting up to change the TV but using a remote instead, calling for the maid whenever they want a drink or something, playing the computer all day. * goes off to spin a few turns on the spinny chair* I mean, think of someone who can't use their legs. They would kill to be able to run, jump, play Dance Dance Revolution, anything concerning legs. Well, i dont have a maid anymore. And half the time i cant even find the remote, so i just get up to change it. =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;And then lets move on to more complex things. Back to the Spiderman theory. If you could do something good, would you? For the benefit of other people? If you had a skill, would you just waste it away? I dont really know what my skill is yet. Absolutely not stage. I can't sing, i have yet to convince my mum to let me go learn an instrument, and i suck at acting. Maybe writing? I dont know. As for art, well, sometimes they rock, sometimes they suck. I hate painting. I get frustrated when i dont get the right tone or shade for my paintings. But the school INSISTS on us using poster colours, and one thing i've learned so far is that brushes are too thick for me. I'd rather colour pencils or markers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I mean, we all have people we're inspired by, right? Then those people, they've done it. They had the talent, and they went forward to pursue it. Actors, singers, artists, maybe even designers. Well, i like Sherlock Holmes. I mean, he's fictional, but isn't that even more amazing, when an author can create a character that people love, admire, and respect? Thats what Sir Arthur Conan Doyle did. Put aside the fact that Sherlock smokes crack, he's brilliant nevertheless. Last year, in Form 1, i constantly visited the library for Sherlock Holmes books. I think i've read all the ones available in the library. He rocks! =) In fact, Dr. Gregory House in House M.D was based on Sherlock. That's an awesome show too. I mean, he doesnt do crack, which is a good thing, considering he's a doctor, but he does steal painkillers and eats them consistently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I think i should stop now. Now i gotta think of a title. A good title. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I wanna watch Harry Potter and The Deathly Hallows Part 1!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;This is sorta cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fc01.deviantart.net/fs30/f/2008/136/8/2/Nike_Dunk_High__Kakashi_ANBU_by_DertyHarry.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="222" src="http://fc01.deviantart.net/fs30/f/2008/136/8/2/Nike_Dunk_High__Kakashi_ANBU_by_DertyHarry.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;This too OMG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://rlv.zcache.com/shoe_city_dino_skull_mens_pro_keds_hi_tops_shoes-p16707416318419434777n4o_210.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://rlv.zcache.com/shoe_city_dino_skull_mens_pro_keds_hi_tops_shoes-p16707416318419434777n4o_210.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-1710188685736341117?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/1710188685736341117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-remember-one-night-i-was-laying-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/1710188685736341117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/1710188685736341117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-remember-one-night-i-was-laying-in.html' title='Crappy Life View'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-4439566486576914276</id><published>2010-11-17T21:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T22:04:37.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Dislike Fish Fingers</title><content type='html'>I know this will be the first thing a friend of mine checks once she gets back home. ;)&lt;br /&gt;So, today, on the first day of holidays.....&lt;br /&gt;I had tuition in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;But hey, it was enjoyable, and better early than late, when my brain cells rot, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i had belated birthday cakes. (my birthday was on Nov 9) By the way, to anyone interested, RT Pastry is having a sale. It has awesome cakes/ bread, so try it out. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on, we went to MayXuan's house for a party!&lt;br /&gt;The first thing that happened when i got there was a girl asked me if the shirt i was wearing had a dinosaur wearing 3D glasses on it. When i said yes, she said "Cool!"&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE THESE PEOPLE!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this thing we had to do where we were given an egg, newspapers, straws, cellophane tape, scissors, and a piece of cardboard. The objective of the game was to throw the egg from the second storey and see if it would survive the fall. =)&amp;nbsp; Ours ALMOST made it. Unfortunately, it suffered brain damage as a little bit of its shell had cracked open. The top. Imagine your head cracked. OUCH. Poor eggy. I didnt know you very long, perhaps half an hour at most, but we bonded when we tried to protect you from the fall. Sorry we failed. Dying was probably a much better alternative to brain damage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, for dinner, we had KFC buckets and pizza. Oh, and beehoon. And then we listened to the piano. And filled up water balloons. And then we had a tiramisu cake. And then we went to the playground for a while. And played a childrens board game. Then i went home. And it was quite fun. So thanks, MayXuan! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice-to-think-about-song anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;Because you live and breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: orange; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt; Because you make me believe in myself when nobody else can help&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: orange; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt; Because you live, girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: orange; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt; My world has twice as many stars in the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: orange; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt; Because you live, I live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;- Because You Live- Jesse Mccartney&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;By the way,&lt;/span&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TOPgwXdtrBI/AAAAAAAAAj0/wZnb_gXEu6A/s1600/Larten+creplsey.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TOPgwXdtrBI/AAAAAAAAAj0/wZnb_gXEu6A/s320/Larten+creplsey.jpg" width="248" /&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/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TOPgzPaewoI/AAAAAAAAAj4/T9ewEqw5E7E/s1600/Pterodactyl.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TOPgzPaewoI/AAAAAAAAAj4/T9ewEqw5E7E/s320/Pterodactyl.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;PTERODACTYL!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&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/5580925976246679318-4439566486576914276?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/4439566486576914276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-dislike-fish-fingers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/4439566486576914276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/4439566486576914276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-dislike-fish-fingers.html' title='I Dislike Fish Fingers'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TOPgwXdtrBI/AAAAAAAAAj0/wZnb_gXEu6A/s72-c/Larten+creplsey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-6484248789435815308</id><published>2010-11-15T22:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T22:43:16.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Crap When It Comes To Titles</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, i think i'm too emotional. I tear up over little things, and i get jealous sometimes. Happens quite a lot. It's all the subject of my over-active thinking. And i know its a bad thing. In fact, envy could even be my deadly sin. =O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TOFFpJuoMZI/AAAAAAAAAjw/neRHkCon37c/s1600/Crying_smiley.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TOFFpJuoMZI/AAAAAAAAAjw/neRHkCon37c/s1600/Crying_smiley.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So, yeah. I'd thank my friends who put up with me when i get into one of those moods, when i become Mr. Hyde. And i hope, that my friends will be patient with me, and wait for the rainbow when the storm ends. Wait for the light to come out again. When i turn back into Dr. Jekyll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah. Keep holding on. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3prod.weheartit.netdna-cdn.com/images/4113006/tumblr_l9h0z0x19O1qaa3by_thumb.jpg?1285703439" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://s3prod.weheartit.netdna-cdn.com/images/4113006/tumblr_l9h0z0x19O1qaa3by_thumb.jpg?1285703439" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Domo shoes!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-6484248789435815308?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/6484248789435815308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/11/sometimes-i-think-im-too-emotional.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/6484248789435815308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/6484248789435815308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/11/sometimes-i-think-im-too-emotional.html' title='I&apos;m Crap When It Comes To Titles'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TOFFpJuoMZI/AAAAAAAAAjw/neRHkCon37c/s72-c/Crying_smiley.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-7527409010430304308</id><published>2010-11-14T15:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T15:47:04.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kay Yen and her dinosaurs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Hullo, everybody.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Kay Yen here. Li's sister.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;.___. Seeing as Li draws so many dinos, (they're all over our desktop)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;I decided to throw some in too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Whoop de doo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;I'm finding it awesome that photo uploading takes such a short time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TN-Ng0PnHjI/AAAAAAAAAjY/MlyXGAR6sz8/s1600/DinoLino.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="189" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TN-Ng0PnHjI/AAAAAAAAAjY/MlyXGAR6sz8/s320/DinoLino.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;So here's artwork no.1! Everyone's favorite dinosaur. Who I do not own. Man I sound unenthusiastic. Do I sound unenthusiastic? I sound unenthusiastic. I should use more exclamation marks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt; I don't own Barney, by the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt; I then decided to do a little cartoon, if that's what you call it. A song, really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TN-Nj-z_hmI/AAAAAAAAAjc/8WUYUnbW9iw/s1600/Barney+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="186" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TN-Nj-z_hmI/AAAAAAAAAjc/8WUYUnbW9iw/s320/Barney+1.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/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TN-Nlf4qSRI/AAAAAAAAAjg/QcLgXUB-XDs/s1600/Barney2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="187" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TN-Nlf4qSRI/AAAAAAAAAjg/QcLgXUB-XDs/s320/Barney2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;I don't use the L word, by the way. It just sounded right in there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TN-Nmnr3bmI/AAAAAAAAAjk/tHXZOw81ShQ/s1600/Barney3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TN-Nmnr3bmI/AAAAAAAAAjk/tHXZOw81ShQ/s320/Barney3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&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/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TN-NoT9bW-I/AAAAAAAAAjo/eZ54E2zuYqU/s1600/Barney4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="187" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TN-NoT9bW-I/AAAAAAAAAjo/eZ54E2zuYqU/s320/Barney4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;That flower up there was something I was experimenting with for my art exam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Drawing human-like flowers. And ants. But mostly human-like flowers. I got a 75. An A.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Yeah. Well. Yeah.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Whoo Hoo! Barney! Kids! Enthusiastic-ness!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And for fun, here's Harry Potter. Looking as hero-like as ever. Hence, the cape.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TN-Sy6SmOfI/AAAAAAAAAjs/1IV6PAz0oGs/s1600/Haarry..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="187" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TN-Sy6SmOfI/AAAAAAAAAjs/1IV6PAz0oGs/s320/Haarry..jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Looking good, Harry!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;Right. And Kay Li and Nee Kee say I'm immature. Hence, the sarcascm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan;"&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/5580925976246679318-7527409010430304308?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/7527409010430304308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/11/kay-yen-and-her-dinosaurs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/7527409010430304308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/7527409010430304308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/11/kay-yen-and-her-dinosaurs.html' title='Kay Yen and her dinosaurs.'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TN-Ng0PnHjI/AAAAAAAAAjY/MlyXGAR6sz8/s72-c/DinoLino.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-6019903530027103728</id><published>2010-11-11T17:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T18:07:23.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fairytales</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;WHY DID LUPIN HAVE TO DIE??????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Haha. Reread Harry Potter. And that sentence didn't just mean i reread Harry Potter, it also means that YOU go reread Harry Potter. Seriouslyyyyyyy. Lupin died. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I also finished Mockingjay by Suzanne Collins. Kayyen thought the first book, The Hunger Games was interesting but stopped reading afterwards because she thought it would turn cliche-ish and girl has two guys who's she gonna choose. She hates that kinda stuff. But that wasn't the point of the book. Sure, there is a bit of love in there, but she refuses to look past the love part and look at the more important themes of the story..... sacrifice.....making a better world....and all that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;So yeah, i finished the trilogy. And gosh its awesome! Though many died, i expect thats unavoidable in a final book, any final book. Harry Potter, Darren Shan, Jurassic Park..... the other characters will sacrifice themselves so the hero can reach the goal....and more often than none one of the characters who sacrifice themselves will be the hero's mentor/ parental figure.....like Larten Crepsley in Darren Shan, or Sirius Black or Albus Dumbledore in Harry Potter....and Jurassic Park, well, the dinosaurs just ate up most of them. If i remember correctly, only the paleontologist, the paleobotanist, and a couple of kids survive. =) Though the kids weren't necessarily a liability, one of the kids managed to hack into the system. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Dont worry, bloggie, i'll never use Tumblr over you. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;_________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Move on to next topic.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Do you know what wisdom is? Really, really, think about it. Do you know what it means? To quote Sandra Carey,&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;"Never mistake knowledge for wisdom. One helps you make a living, the other helps you make a life."&lt;/span&gt;From what i gather from my research, wisdom has something to do with life. Lets start with the basics, the definition of wisdom. According to answers.com,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;adj.&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;span class="kw"&gt;wis·er&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="kw"&gt;wis·est&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;li&gt; Having the ability to discern or judge what is true, right, or lasting; sagacious: &lt;i&gt;a wise leader.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Exhibiting common sense; prudent: &lt;i&gt;a wise decision.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Having great learning; erudite.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Provided with information; informed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;So that makes more sense. Wisdom is, in other words, sense. Not something you can learn quickly, like knowledge. It's sort of, intuition. Thinking from the heart. Time for another quote, one i like a lot:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;“&lt;a class="sqq" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=5580925976246679318&amp;amp;postID=6019903530027103728"&gt;There is a wisdom of the head, and... a wisdom of the heart.&lt;/a&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;Charles Dickens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Usually, from what we read in novels, someone with wisdom is to be a being of superior intelligence. They believe a wise person must have years of experience and possibly even a few grey hairs to prove it. I mean, i do have a couple of white hairs. =P But i got them in Standard 5, the year after my dad's death. To this day, i'm still not sure what triggered my hair to turn white. For one thing, it doesn't spread all over the place, like old people's. It's just this patch. One of my aunts even assumed i highlighted it. So as i was saying, i dont know what triggered it. It could've been my dad's death, growing up too fast, realizing more things about life. But in my Standard 5 year, i was under a lot of pressure over my homework. Most nights, i would stay up till 4 a.m to finish it. Now, i usually finish my homework around 12 a.m, at most 2 a.m. So it could've either been me realizing how life never waits, and how quickly a life may be taken away, or me under loads of stress until i stayed up till 4 a.m to finish my work. INFP!!! It stands for &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000a0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Introverted iNtuitive Feeling Perceiving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;One last quotation before i end my blog post,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Knowledge is a process of piling up facts; wisdom lies in their simplification.&lt;br /&gt;-- Martin H. Fischer&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/5580925976246679318-6019903530027103728?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/6019903530027103728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/11/fairytales.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/6019903530027103728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/6019903530027103728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/11/fairytales.html' title='Fairytales'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-7882818088438818258</id><published>2010-11-09T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T23:13:16.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bornday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Just looked back on what i did for my birthday last year. Pretty straightforward and simple. Pictures, with slight comments here and there. I let pictures do the talking. Not this time, though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;So....i'm 14 now. Wanted to fall asleep and wake up in the morning and i would be 14, like magic. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;But MunLin kept me up. I don't blame her though. Her post was worth it. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Well, you know, the day drifted pretty basically. Before school started, Mun Lin passed me THIS card&amp;gt; erm....hold on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Despite what she says, i think its an amazing card. This card made me NOT hate the colour yellow, for once. I mean, i have nothing against yellow, i just find it.....too bland? I like red, because its such a rich and powerful colour. But when isaw the strikingly yellow card, it was pretty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;God, i SO hate my blog picture uploader right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Jeez. I can't seem to upload. Damn megabytes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Trying to reduce photo sizes now. I know i said i wasn't gonna use pictures, but these 3 are CRUCIAL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;YES. IT IS NOW REDUCED....TO KILOBYTES! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,Sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Gratias ago Deus!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,Sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;That's Thank God in Latin, by the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,Sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Yeah, so here was the front cover of MunLin's card&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TNlefoox-mI/AAAAAAAAAjA/pn6SH8KVeKY/s1600/2012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TNlefoox-mI/AAAAAAAAAjA/pn6SH8KVeKY/s400/2012.jpg" width="283" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,Sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;She's a really creative person. And she listens a lot. So she knows what i like.Like Darren Shan and dinos. Thanks, MunLin. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,Sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Ok. So the day went by pretty much ok. The moment we reached the 4th floor (our class's floor), Neekee directed my attention to the scouts board. She's quick. O.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,Sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;So yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,Sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;She's gonna make an awesome TL Muda. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,Sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,Sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;The day went by pretty well. Occasionally people would wish me happy birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,Sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;At the end of school, me and my sister both received these&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TNlemNC8quI/AAAAAAAAAjE/C3l1dxiOJmU/s1600/2013.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="231" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TNlemNC8quI/AAAAAAAAAjE/C3l1dxiOJmU/s320/2013.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;My sister,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1934366425"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1934366426"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TNlhbzrmf1I/AAAAAAAAAjU/YPKExxGfFmM/s1600/2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="209" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TNlhbzrmf1I/AAAAAAAAAjU/YPKExxGfFmM/s320/2011.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;And I.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;THANK YOU SO MUCH, GUYS! MunLin and MayXuan collaborated for the striking yellow card, and MayXuan and Cassandra collaborated for the one of me riding a dinosaur and Kayyen's Harry Potter card. Kayyen was the girl on the left. ;) And i really really like mini-me! =) Especially the intricate detail....red polo, white hair.... =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;And thanks Chiu Yan &amp;amp; LiJia for giving me the little Itachi keychain! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;And thanks Neekee for giving me that big mysterious box which rattles a bit which i am not allowed to open till Friday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;And thanks everyone who wished me happy birthday, be it Facebook, Twitter, sms, in school. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Thanks a lot. Some gave good advice. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;I took a long time deciding how to write my thank you's when i saw all the wishes on Facebook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;If i'm correct, there are 117 of them now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;I'm kinda grateful Facebook minimized the notifications now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;So i tried to make everyone's thank you's different.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;I think i FAILED though. Sometimes its kinda hard to when there's no topic to draw attention to. =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Nevertheless, thanks, guys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,Sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;And happy birthday to my brother and sister,dont forget them. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&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/5580925976246679318-7882818088438818258?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/7882818088438818258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/11/bornday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/7882818088438818258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/7882818088438818258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/11/bornday.html' title='Bornday.'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TNlefoox-mI/AAAAAAAAAjA/pn6SH8KVeKY/s72-c/2012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-1378087529082926741</id><published>2010-11-06T17:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T17:44:41.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Would You Do?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;When you fight in an argument, do you stop to think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;When you choose a side, do you pause to ponder?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;And finally,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;When you're caught in a conflict between, say, your best friend, and another friend you dont know so well, do you halt to consider that, maybe, your best friend might be the one at fault, instead of the other friend?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;All this metaphorical thought is getting to me. Let's make it simpler. Two of your friends, X and Y, are in an argument. X is your best friend who has a temper, while Y is a more patient, friend. Now, in this argument, X is wrong, but X is being stubborn. X and Y drag you into the argument, asking you who's right. Do you side with your best friend, simply because they might get mad if you don't, or do you tell the truth, of who you think is right, despite the risk X might get angry?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;That is my question.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Now what will you pick?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;A.) Side with X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;B.) Side with Y&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;C.) Refuse to take sides&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;If it were me...... i'm not sure. I'd think i'd choose (B.). Considering the fact none of my friends had ever been in a really serious conflict before, i don't know. But if it was something simple, say, two friends asking me for my opinion on whether, for example, an apple is green before it grows more ripe and becomes red, i would obviously side with the person at right. If it were a real intense argument, i dont yet know how i will side. Obviously, choosing (C.) is not an option to me. I just dont know whether my answer would be A, or B, as the only time there was an intense conflict last year, i was one of the sides. I dont really remember it anymore. It's all a blur now. And it's resolved now, of course. Ask me again in a few years. though i wont fancy a conflict. Better to not have one at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;Anyone interested to see my Microsoft Paint drawing of a T-Rex? =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TNUfpwsdWwI/AAAAAAAAAi0/XAKfrE4AMHc/s1600/t-rex.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="187" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TNUfpwsdWwI/AAAAAAAAAi0/XAKfrE4AMHc/s400/t-rex.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;The thought didnt strike me until i finished painting and saved it, but the colours...are bland. And there's no law stopping me from making the T-rex bright pink, or polka-dotted, or anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;I'll keep that in mind next time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TNUfJnEB8QI/AAAAAAAAAis/V_UDPcWEyY0/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;And by the way, Dante's Inferno is really quite fascinating. The Divine Comedy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TNUfJnEB8QI/AAAAAAAAAis/V_UDPcWEyY0/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TNUfJnEB8QI/AAAAAAAAAis/V_UDPcWEyY0/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TNUfJnEB8QI/AAAAAAAAAis/V_UDPcWEyY0/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TNUfJnEB8QI/AAAAAAAAAis/V_UDPcWEyY0/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-1378087529082926741?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/1378087529082926741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/11/what-would-you-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/1378087529082926741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/1378087529082926741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/11/what-would-you-do.html' title='What Would You Do?'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TNUfpwsdWwI/AAAAAAAAAi0/XAKfrE4AMHc/s72-c/t-rex.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-4611212379350484223</id><published>2010-11-04T23:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T21:55:49.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gonna make my bday wishlist....ooh Simpsons is on seeya!</title><content type='html'>I have wayyy too much time on my hands right now. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this time, i'm going to write a birthday wishlist, with both plausible and non-plausible wishes. :D&lt;br /&gt;It's just something i'm doing to fill my time, considering my birthday's getting so close...&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Left handed guitar. Red if possible. Yeah yeah. I know.&lt;br /&gt;2. Um, books would be nice. If you're REALLY REALLY SURE i'll like it.&lt;br /&gt;3. Um.... albums? David Cook, Glee, Michael Ball?&lt;br /&gt;4. Well, i like electronics, like MP3's and such. (Hey, read above- &amp;lt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;with both plausible and non-plausible wishes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Hm.... i'd like to get my hands on any Glee books, especially the yearbook-like one. &lt;br /&gt;6. Oh, um, JURASSIC PARK STUFF???&lt;br /&gt;7. I would like the Nurse Jackie episode set. =)&lt;br /&gt;8. I wont say no to Naruto stuff.&lt;br /&gt;9. OOH. OOH. OOH. DARREN SHAN. EXCEPT I GOT THE DEMON SAGA AND THE VAMPIRE SAGA. BIRTH OF A KILLER???? =)&lt;br /&gt;10. OOH OOOH OOH BETTER. HARRY POTTER. EXCEPT I ALREADY HAVE THE 7 NOVELS.&lt;br /&gt;11. Umm...um...whatever you think i'll like. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-4611212379350484223?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/4611212379350484223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/11/gonna-make-my-bday-wishlistooh-simpsons.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/4611212379350484223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/4611212379350484223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/11/gonna-make-my-bday-wishlistooh-simpsons.html' title='Gonna make my bday wishlist....ooh Simpsons is on seeya!'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-1862056487504749204</id><published>2010-11-03T00:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T00:07:51.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Books!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Omigod yeah i went to Amcorp Mall's Book Xcess on Sunday to get books to celebrate after-exams and i came back with:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;-Harry Potter and The Prisoner of Azkaban&lt;/span&gt; (I've only seen the movie, its the only HP book i dont have, and I like Lupin)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;-Digital Fortress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;dan brown=""&gt;&lt;/dan&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;-The Secret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;rhonda (my="" anyone="" awesome.="" but="" buy="" byrne="" get="" good.="" i="" in="" it!!)="" it="" it?="" know="" last="" lecture="" library,="" mum="" once="" pausch="" randy="" read="" really="" s="" said="" supposedly="" the="" though.="" to="" wanna="" wanted="" was="" where=""&gt;&lt;/rhonda&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;-Superior Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&amp;lt; Garth Nix&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;-Eragon&amp;lt;&lt;/span&gt;(dunno the writers name, just trying it out cos a friend of mine said it was good =3)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;-The Ghost&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&amp;lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Robert Harris ( It's the book the movie The Ghost Writer is based on. Hint: Pierce Brosnan starred in it, so yeah. )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Though i'm already through with 2 of the above books. Sigh..... ;(&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-1862056487504749204?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/1862056487504749204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/11/books.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/1862056487504749204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/1862056487504749204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/11/books.html' title='Books!'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-4839302249154215230</id><published>2010-11-02T21:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T21:54:36.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Once again, the year's passed quickly. Yes, there are some weeks where i feel time passes so slowly. But, you know the lyrics to Unchained Melody- And time, goes by, so slowly, and time, can do, so much. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Its November now. My birthday will fall in a week. And i still remember clearly my first day in 2B and met my new teachers, the day i signed up for y co-curricular activities, my first day at scouts, recruit camp, sports day, Valentines Day, its all so clear in my mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;On Sunday night, i had to write a Chinese essay for homework. It will probably be my last one, as i wont be taking Chinese for PMR next year. So anyway, the title i chose, was "My 14 Year-old self". I dont really know what the other people who chose that topic wrote, but for me, i wrote about time. I wrote about how time passes quickly. I wrote about what i learned in the time from when i was 13 up till today. (Well, technically i wrote about the moves i made that affected what i learnt in the year). I had new friends to help me, and to give help to. How my co-curricular activities affected me. In Senifoto, i got made a team leader, and that helped me build up my confidence abit. In scouts, well. I learned a lot. Self discipline, among one of them. Plus i made tons of friends. And in volleyball. Well, i roughly know how to serve. =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Well, erm, that was what i wrote for the essay. And now, as i was saying earlier, its November now. Soon it'll be December. Then 2011 will come along. But lets stick to November for now. Which reminds me of November Rain. But lets stick to the topic. Right now, the Form 5's are posting on Facebook how close SPM is and everything. And when i look at the statuses i think, they've made it this far. Went through so many exams. But SPM will just be another one of them. Yes, the results make up what universities you get into. But for SPM, they wont be testing you for life. It'll still be stuff you can read in textbooks. After that, is when the real test comes. When life comes. School doesnt teach you about life as much as they should, i noticed. I know i'm still in Form 2 and still have a long way to go. But like in TV shows, you might be awesome in high school, but when you come back for class reunions, thats when you see who wins and who loses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;My point is, I dont think good grades are all that.Sure, it helps. But it depends on other qualities too. Your charisma, your creativity, your confidence... things school dont teach you. Things you have to discover yourself. And i know i'm one to talk, but i'm just saying. Right now, i dont yet know what sort of person i'll be. Someday, these words might be a smack in my face when i grow up. But yeah, reading wont get you everywhere. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Just saying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;And for all the form 5's reading this, good luck, really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-4839302249154215230?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/4839302249154215230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/11/thinking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/4839302249154215230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/4839302249154215230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/11/thinking.html' title='Thinking.'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-5286013754006613637</id><published>2010-10-31T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T13:41:39.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coolio =)</title><content type='html'>Last night, i was lying in bed, thinking about random stuff, and i remembered something about how the way you write tells a lot about your personality, so today I googled handwriting analysis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i scoured quite a few websites, out of curiosity. For example, i look my t's, y's, and g's at the end. When i write a lowercase A, it looks like this, &lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;a&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;n&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;ot the kind of a where you sorta draw an o and add a little dash at the end. Like the lowercase letter q, except without the long line at the end. I write it like &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;a&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Oh, and when i write this symbol&amp;gt; &amp;amp; , i write it like it looks like in mirror image,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TM0As73L0hI/AAAAAAAAAik/8TlC4mA7DFI/s1600/Velociraptor.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TM0AsNhKYjI/AAAAAAAAAig/fCY-4QHgE8s/s1600/&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TM0AsNhKYjI/AAAAAAAAAig/fCY-4QHgE8s/s1600/&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do this one, its good.&amp;nbsp; http://www.3smartcubes.com/pages/tests/handwriting_analysis/handwriting_analysis_instructions.asp&amp;nbsp; It gives you a couple of paragraphs to write, then they'll give you examples and ask you to analyze and see which is most like your handwriting. This is what i got&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="big"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="big_blue" href="" style="color: black; text-align: justify;"&gt;KayLi, your handwriting reveals that &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="big"&gt;you need a lot of space, unwilling to concentrate or confine your energies on the small details of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="big"&gt;&amp;nbsp;You love taking initiatives, but at the same time you never rush into anything."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notable traits in handwriting and their meanings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;1. Are your U's and W's rounded on their bottoms? You're sensitive and maybe poetic&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;&lt;yes&gt;&lt;/yes&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;" /&gt; &lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt; 2. Do you cross your T's in the middle or at the top? The lower you cross your T, the less ambition you have.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;i a="" at="" cross="" end="" in="" loop="" middle,="" my="" right="" s="" t="" the="" with=""&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i a="" at="" cross="" end="" in="" loop="" middle,="" my="" right="" s="" t="" the="" with=""&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;" /&gt; &lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt; 3. Do you loop your C's at the top? Then, to quote Carly Simon, "You're so vain."&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;&amp;lt; yes, i do =.= &amp;gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt; 4. Are you're A's and O's tightly closed? Perhaps you're hiding something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;sometimes&gt;&lt;/sometimes&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;" /&gt; &lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt; 5. Do your letters slant every which way? If so, then yikes. Only 10 percent of the general population has a wobbly slant-compared with 70 to 80 percent of convicted felons.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;&amp;lt; i can't tell if it goes left or right, so, yeah.&amp;gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;" /&gt; &lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt; 6. Do you have the "felon's claw"? It's another hallmark of the criminal, and it occurs when you bring a letter straight down, then attach a claw-shaped curve to its end-say when you're writing the lowercase y.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;&lt;yes, a="" but="" criminal="" do.="" i="" m="" not=""&gt;&lt;/yes,&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;" /&gt; &lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt; 7. Is your signature different from your regular handwriting? Then perhaps you're putting on an act.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;&amp;lt; A little bit,cause my signature is in cursive&amp;gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;" /&gt; &lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt; 8. Do the connecting swoops between your letters droop? Maybe you have a martyr complex, and are carrying the weight of the world on your shoulders.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt; &amp;lt; Um, what? Oh, yeah&amp;gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;" /&gt; &lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt; 9. Is your handwriting spiky and angular? Relax. There's no need to be so tense.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;no, and="" cute="" re="" round="" they=""&gt;&lt;/no,&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;" /&gt; &lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt; 10. Are your letters a bit squatty? If they're biggest in the middle zone, and don't extend much up or below the baseline, then you're perhaps a bit childish. The Disney logo, based on Walt Disney's handwriting, is a good example of this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;looks like="" that?=""&gt;&lt;/looks&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;by Andrea McNichol, Karen Kristin Amend and Mary Stansbuty Ruiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i a="" at="" cross="" end="" in="" loop="" middle,="" my="" right="" s="" t="" the="" with=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i a="" at="" cross="" end="" in="" loop="" middle,="" my="" right="" s="" t="" the="" with=""&gt;Okay, thats all about that topic. Now, heres a picture of a velociraptor i drew with Microsoft Paint! =D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i a="" at="" cross="" end="" in="" loop="" middle,="" my="" right="" s="" t="" the="" with=""&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TM0BeVQvCFI/AAAAAAAAAio/8RQzL_7esp4/s1600/Velociraptor.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="263" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TM0BeVQvCFI/AAAAAAAAAio/8RQzL_7esp4/s400/Velociraptor.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&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 class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i a="" at="" cross="" end="" in="" loop="" middle,="" my="" right="" s="" t="" the="" with=""&gt;Ciao, novel buying time. =) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i a="" at="" cross="" end="" in="" loop="" middle,="" my="" right="" s="" t="" the="" with=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-5286013754006613637?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/5286013754006613637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/10/coolio.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/5286013754006613637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/5286013754006613637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/10/coolio.html' title='Coolio =)'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TM0AsNhKYjI/AAAAAAAAAig/fCY-4QHgE8s/s72-c/&amp;&amp;&amp;.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-834084711405124317</id><published>2010-10-30T13:18:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T20:21:48.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relief</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;7 days. Over 20 papers. And now, the worst is gone, at least until next year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;AND OH MY GOD KAYYEN IS CALCULATIVE WHEN IT COMES TO FOOD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;So i'll ignore that and go on. Exams are over. On Monday, we'll be returning our textbooks. So our Form 2 life will more or less be over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;I'm already thinking about the future. We'll have PMR next year. Scouts. Changing classes. Morning session. And i wanna be prepared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Thats what i did last year, you know. Around this time of year, i had made the decision to join scouts. Sure, i might not be the same rank as Neekee or YiXuan. Yeah, i've been warned i might not see them that much during scouts. But i've made the decision and i was sticking to it. I even got neekee to teach me a bit of history. So, in 2010. I joined scouts. And i didnt regret it. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;So, thank you. I had the time of my life. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TMux4u5eQdI/AAAAAAAAAic/v_x7Rsy5ujU/s1600/44853_1488073334628_1617782495_1194152_5620449_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TMux4u5eQdI/AAAAAAAAAic/v_x7Rsy5ujU/s400/44853_1488073334628_1617782495_1194152_5620449_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;( And i didnt take the pic up there. I took it from the Scouts Photoshoot album by Joelle Chew. Hope you dont mind) =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;And I'll taste every moment and live it out loud,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I know this is the time, this is the time to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;More than a name or a face in the crowd,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I know this is the time, time of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;~David Cook, Time of My Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;OMG OMG YEAH! I just googled, and Uniersal Studios in Singapore has Jurassic Park merchandise! OMG WANT!!! =O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-834084711405124317?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/834084711405124317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/10/7-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/834084711405124317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/834084711405124317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/10/7-days.html' title='Relief'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TMux4u5eQdI/AAAAAAAAAic/v_x7Rsy5ujU/s72-c/44853_1488073334628_1617782495_1194152_5620449_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-6091893463401170000</id><published>2010-10-20T00:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T00:25:37.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Logic.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;You know what i dont get?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;If Robin Hood steals from the rich and gives to the poor, then wont the poor become rich eventually and the rich become poor? Then would Robin Hood steal from the formerly poor people and give to the formerly rich people? And is it a never ending circle like that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Not gonna post much, exams next week. So far i've gone through 5 chaps of Geo and 3 chaps of Sej.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;And doing maths make me think logically, which is the cause for the spontaneous Robin Hood outburst.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Goodnight. And goodluck with your exams, dear reader. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-6091893463401170000?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/6091893463401170000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/10/logic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/6091893463401170000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/6091893463401170000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/10/logic.html' title='Logic.'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-5725636519691811931</id><published>2010-10-16T15:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T15:25:09.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay. One week break before next exam. Going to search for more revision books later in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum came home from Lobo concert at Genting around 5 or 6 a.m in the morning. They couldnt get a hotel room so they drove home. I was nervous cause if you were driving home from a mountain in the middle of the night straight after a pumping concert, you would be exhausted. At least she wasn't alone. She went with my aunt and uncle.&lt;br /&gt;Though they did come home around 5 or 6 a.m, so hopefully they spent a couple of hours resting in the hotel lobby. At least, thats what i hope they did, instead of lounging around a casino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently i've found this new singer. Well, in truth, he isnt new. He's just new to me. He's an actor who works in theatre. And his voice is purely amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/H_QSYfUmxHw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&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/H_QSYfUmxHw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a video of him singing "This Is The Moment" Watch it if you have the time or the interest =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tend to put all my news into one blog post, don't i? ._. It's a bad habit. Plus it does no good for those awesome people who stumble across my blog when they, perhaps,were hoping to find a review of some Michael Crichton book or something and end up reading a paragraph or so about it in the middle of the rest of the crap in my life no one wants to hear about. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Crichton, by the way, likes to write about biotechnology. He is pure genius in biotechnology, like Jurassic Park? I'm sure no one has thought about using ember to find DINO DNA before! And Prey, its about thid experiment gone wrong but the people in charge of it dont try to fix it. And the experiment, which turns out to be a swarm of nano robots which were meant to record how the unexplored parts of the human body were like with their tiny nano cameras, end up killing the protagonist's wife and many other people. Good thing he found the swarms weakness. I wont reveal it for those who havent read it. But you totally should. And State Of Fear? About how a group of people have to stop this terrorist group from practically destroying landmarks with man-made natural disasters so people would raise more awareness in taking care of the Earth? Fast paced. That man might have passed on now, but he sure left quite a bit of awesome works behind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-5725636519691811931?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/5725636519691811931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/10/okay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/5725636519691811931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/5725636519691811931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/10/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-3281061762414091614</id><published>2010-10-15T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T22:40:43.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm kinda in a bad mood right now. But since it took me so damn long to load this page, i might as well write something. Though God knows how long it'll take with all the "Not responding" breaks my Mozilla takes and the rate of my internet right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Sivik exam, there was this word finding puzzle. Yeah, cool. Except they dont provide you with the words. We had to find 10 nilai murni's. It went alright a first. Up till the 10th. I couldnt find it, but apparently quite a few people didnt either. Apparently it was "keamanan". How is that a nilai murni anyway?? So anyway, i spent 15 minutes searching for&amp;nbsp; that one word before i gave up and decided to draw a comic where i kill off all the people. But that's gory. So i hid it. And i did another one where i talked about how i dislike the Princess Diaries and why. Then i coloured it. Then i tried to scan it onto the laptop. But firstly, the internet was crappy. Secondly, i would press the scan button, the button would blink a few times, and nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing i learned in Science yesterday night at tuition class- shorter people have a lower center or gravity. So they fall less often.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-3281061762414091614?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/3281061762414091614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-kinda-in-bad-mood-right-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/3281061762414091614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/3281061762414091614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-kinda-in-bad-mood-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-6389834051042866108</id><published>2010-10-11T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T13:11:52.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recap</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;I find that i have simply nothing to do online much nowadays. Its either Facebook, Twitter,Blogger, manga and occasionally Youtube. But then, i'd have nothing to do on Youtube if i dont have something i'm particularly interested that i haven't already watched. David cook, Smosh, interviews, guitar covers... i'm not the type of person who would watch funny stuff on Youtube that much. If i do watch, its usually when my brother or sister load it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;We're drifting farther and farther away from the topic, though. The title. I was gonna recap yesterday. We went to a wedding somewhere in Damansara, near Ikea. Yeah, that far. Firstly, my mum overshot and we had to make a BIG U-turn. Then there was the matter of parking. It was the type of carpark where you had to pay. And it was jampacked, so we had to go out the carpark and go in again, because it was a one way street. Finally, we just gave the car to some jockeys and went inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;The wedding was the usual. There was a chandelier above us that looked like a giant upside down mushroom, and there were projectors everywhere.We had food courses, and people karaoke-ing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;Though it does make me think about my wedding soundtrack. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-6389834051042866108?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/6389834051042866108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/10/recap.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/6389834051042866108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/6389834051042866108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/10/recap.html' title='Recap'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-234987031911350717</id><published>2010-10-10T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T15:20:16.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyones Doing It ._.</title><content type='html'>If you can't beat em, join em. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i'm writing this on 10th October 2010, thats 10.10.10 for the people in the world who dont know. Its an, um, once in a hundred years event?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as i was saying. I use "so" a lot huh? So anyway, um, well, i dont really know what "ten" means. Like in 2008 it was "fatt". Um, i forgot what that was too. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lets spread some random useless facts about October 10.&lt;br /&gt;October 10 is the 283th day of the year (284th on leap years)&lt;br /&gt;In October 10 1780,The Great Hurricane of 1780 killed 20,000- 30,000 people in the Carribean.&lt;br /&gt;In 1911, Jack Daniel died. You know, that guy whose name is on whiskey. Even i've heard of him. Vaguely.&lt;br /&gt;Um, *long awkward silence when i dont know what to type*&lt;br /&gt;Hohoho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait that's Christmas. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i dunno what the song's called, i think it was Beethowen or Mozart or something like that. The kind of suspense music you hear when the killer is coming up behind the victim, and its like " DUM DUM DUM DUM, DUM DUM DA DUM". Well, in this case, TEN TEN TEN TEN! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-234987031911350717?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/234987031911350717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/10/everyones-doing-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/234987031911350717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/234987031911350717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/10/everyones-doing-it.html' title='Everyones Doing It ._.'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-8112894518615672199</id><published>2010-10-07T17:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T17:14:40.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I Do</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Um, well, i get distressed whenever i dont update. Heck, i get distressed when i post a chapter to the story on fanfiction-net! If a couple of people write reviews about it, and here i quote one of my reviews,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; margin-top: 5px;"&gt;"That was tottaly wicked please add another chapter please just put me out of my mysery"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; margin-top: 5px;"&gt;I left the spelling unchanged and uncorrected. So as i was saying, i usually only update once every 2 weeks, but but but when someone does that.... i wanna write MOREEEEE.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; margin-top: 5px;"&gt;So there you go. Why i write ridiculously long comments on Facebook, why i update this blog so much when no one reads it. Well, my mum does. She would correct me on a grammar mistake or of how she approved or disapproved on some section of my blog. It's a fetish. But i think writing will stick as a hobby for now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; margin-top: 5px;"&gt;So, um, i'm still dissatisfied. This is quite a short post. And i'm dissatisfied. So i'll spill some random stuff to take up space. =DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; margin-top: 5px;"&gt;See that picture up there on the header? The one where 3 guitars are relaxing on the couch? That was taken one day when our good friend, and when i say our i mean me and my sister's, good friend QiXuan came over one day. So that was around the time we just got guitars and were really psyched and tried playing even though we didnt know how to play. And she brought her guitar over, and we set them on the couch and went to play Monopoly or something instead. So inspiration struck and I snapped a picture. It turned out quite okay, if i say so myself. Plus when your blog is called "Musical Chairs" (my mum still calls it Kakashi Zing, which was the original title) and the quota thing underneath says "Life isnt about waiting for the storm to pass, its about learning to dance in the rain", putting a picture of 3 guitars just seemed right.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; margin-top: 5px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you go. A story for today. And now i feel really guilty because i'm typing this and i haven't studied yet. I am going to lock my novels up in a drawer until this is over. So goodbye Michael Crichton, goodbye Dan Brown, goodbye Tom Clancy, goodbye Darren Shan, even goodbye Enid Blytons-and-other-kiddy-books-i-read-when-i-was-6-to-9-years-old. There's no limits to what i'll read when i get desperate. Even read kiddy books. When my mum bought this toddler book about this caterpillar who wanted to go to Mexico last weekend for our niece, me and my sister wanted to read it first. Yes, two soon-to-be 14 year olds reading a toddler book about a caterpillar. And i read it all the way, even if the only thing the caterpillar said was " I gotta go! I gotta go! I gotta go to Mexico!" Even though it was kinda weird the ant didnt kill the caterpillar. Even though the caterpillar would've given a little kid nightmares when it turned into a butterfly (lots of detail in the drawings). I would read anything. I even read my dad's Michael Crichtons and Tom Clancys, or my mum's Maeve Binchys and John Grishams. Though not that Italian love story that was written by a guy my mum reads. No way. Even Chicken soup books. Even those non-fiction books about creativity and improving your memory books my mum bought me. By the way, the Monk Who Sold His Ferrari? Awesome book. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: white; margin-top: 5px;"&gt;Okay, i'll stop now. Goodbye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-8112894518615672199?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/8112894518615672199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/10/why-i-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/8112894518615672199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/8112894518615672199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/10/why-i-do.html' title='Why I Do'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-543458672421262534</id><published>2010-10-05T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T21:57:30.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Story Of Said Kid</title><content type='html'>This kid, *points to self* isnt happy =(&lt;br /&gt;Said kid isnt happy because of something that happened last night&lt;br /&gt;Because last night, said kid's brother's friend came over&lt;br /&gt;Said kid's brother's friend pressed a button on said kid's laptop,&lt;br /&gt;and said kid's laptop turned off&lt;br /&gt;After about 30 minutes,&lt;br /&gt;Said kid's laptop finally turned on.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, LAPTOP. &lt;br /&gt;It took that long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as i was saying, ahem ahem,&lt;br /&gt;When said kid got the laptop to on,&lt;br /&gt;said kid's laptop was WIPED.&lt;br /&gt;All of said kid's things were gone.&lt;br /&gt;Said kid's hundreds of songs,&lt;br /&gt;Said kid's games,&lt;br /&gt;Said kid's programs, &lt;br /&gt;And said kid's pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The laptop was WIPED.&lt;br /&gt;Said kid was sad.&lt;br /&gt;Said kid didnt have backup, as said kid had lent said kid's thumbdrive to said kid's friend a few months ago&lt;br /&gt;So said kid's most recent backup was a few months ago, probably in July.&lt;br /&gt;Said kid asked said kid's friend to bring the thumbdrive today.&lt;br /&gt;Said kid brought it home.&lt;br /&gt;And stuck it in the laptop.&lt;br /&gt;Over that time, said kid had had over 80 photos, downloaded more than 50 songs and wrote more that 10 essays, stories, chapters, poems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So said kid has a lot to do.&lt;br /&gt;But said kid's laptop isnt working either.&lt;br /&gt;Said kid has to bring it in for repair.&lt;br /&gt;The only good side to this,&lt;br /&gt;is that said kid will probably focus more on said kid's upcoming final exams.&lt;br /&gt;PROBABLY.&lt;br /&gt;Lets hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-543458672421262534?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/543458672421262534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/10/story-of-said-kid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/543458672421262534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/543458672421262534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/10/story-of-said-kid.html' title='The Story Of Said Kid'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-3972496393101050977</id><published>2010-10-02T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T00:32:20.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(101-40) 61 Things To Do Before I Die</title><content type='html'>41.) Try one of those crane thingies in the arcade. =)&lt;br /&gt;42.) Try one of those crane thingies in the arcade, and win something. =)&lt;br /&gt;43.) Try on of those crane thingies in the arcade, and win a plush toy.&lt;br /&gt;44.) Go to a casino.&lt;br /&gt;44.) Go to a casino and play those jackpot thingies. =)&lt;br /&gt;45.) Go to Genting casino and try their food. My mum says its really good. Imagine. Good food and everyone's spending their money on a stake that has very low chance on winning, getting drunk, depressed, and broke. And no one eats. They only drink. ;D&lt;br /&gt;46.) Settle my current obsession.&lt;br /&gt;47.) Settle my two current obsessions.&lt;br /&gt;48.) Settle my two current obsessions, one of is wanting to play the guitar. REALLY REALLY BADLY. But I cant do it yet cos exams. =( Mum would probably say negotiate at the end of the finals.&lt;br /&gt;49.) Settle my two current obsessions, one of is confirming my Myer Briggs personality. Currently, i'm most likely an INFP. Seriously. Look up INFP and you'd see me.&lt;br /&gt;50.) Celebrate my 50th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;51.) Celebrate my 50th birthday at a chinese restaurant, the way my grandparents do. xD&lt;br /&gt;52.) Watch the whole James Bond movie set. (that'll never happen, because it'll most probably continue even after i die)&lt;br /&gt;53.) Bake choc chip cookies.&lt;br /&gt;54.) Bake choc chip cookies without parent supervision.&lt;br /&gt;55.) Bake choc chip cookies without parent supervision and without those instant cookies. Do it traditionally. =)&lt;br /&gt;56.) Bake choc chip cookies without parent supervision and without those instant cookies. Do it traditionally. =) WITHOUT burning the cookies D=&lt;br /&gt;57.) Memorize the entire QWERTY keyboard. Not just knowing where to press when you wanna write something, thats what i'm doing now. But, ladies and gentlemen of the blogosphere, how many of you can truthfully claim that you can memorize and recite all the alphabets on the QWERTY board, in left to right, up to down order? If that's you, i salute you.&lt;br /&gt;58.) Ace my exams.&lt;br /&gt;59.) Ace my final exams.&lt;br /&gt;60.) Seriously, i really need this. They're gonna separate us by grades next year. I dont wanna be stuck in KH, with no one to saw my wood because i dont want to touch the machine thingy because i cant learn how to hold the machine-that-cuts-wood-in-half-and-sometimes-cut-it-in-the-wrong-measurements-so-you-curse. I cant learn because the teacher is right there, staring and preparing to reprimand if it goes wrong. She just stares. O__O Like that =DD Of course, her eyes do have retinas.....&lt;br /&gt;61.) Seriously, i have to ace most of the subjects. And you're not helping, internet. Neither are you, people in the US who discover something new whenever i neeed to get offline. For example, have you read about the new possibly capable of holding life forms planet that is close enough to the sun but the cool part is that one half of the planet is always dark and the other is always light? I mean, standing in the middle, at the Meridian line would be cool! Though, of course, the people in the darkness would be as pale as vampies. The planet was suitably named Goldilocks- Not too hot, not too cold, just right. =) As a matter of fact, neither are you, oh fingers of mine who refuse to stop typing and i just keep going and going cause typing feels so good. =D&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________&lt;br /&gt;THAT LEAVES ME WITH 41 THINGS TO THINK ABOUT DOING BEFORE A DIE.&lt;br /&gt;It's a wrap. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-3972496393101050977?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/3972496393101050977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/10/101-40-61-things-to-do-before-i-die.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/3972496393101050977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/3972496393101050977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/10/101-40-61-things-to-do-before-i-die.html' title='(101-40) 61 Things To Do Before I Die'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-7761756045597479797</id><published>2010-09-29T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T22:22:58.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Whomever is Concerned</title><content type='html'>No. I'm sorry. I really am.&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe you did that.&lt;br /&gt;For one thing, you heard it secondhand. What makes you think you got all the details right? You heard it, from when you were eavesdropping on my sister who was telling her friend about it. Did you ever stop to think, to consider?&lt;br /&gt;Instead, i walk by one day and you tell me, with a big grin on your face nevertheless, what you've spread.&lt;br /&gt;It's a damn good thing i wasn't really listening then, or i might have exploded.&lt;br /&gt;No, i found out secondhand, too. When you told my sister.&lt;br /&gt;Goddamnit you dont spread that! This isn't primary, where you can spread a silly rumour that who likes who, and nothing will happen. There will actually be consequences. If the people dont like each other that way? Maybe i just want to know them better? Then what?&lt;br /&gt;And you just sit there, telling me all this, with a big grin on your face, like you just gave me an amazing present, when in reality i'm going "What the hell?" &lt;br /&gt;And the next time i walk by you tell me you'll pursue him further. Gosh, this is already bad as it is. And i'm writing this for both benefits. Firstly, dont listen to what my sister says and then provoke it, because i didnt tell it to you. What my sister tells her friends is her business. Whoever she tells, she might think they can keep the secret. Seriously, its like an unspoken code.&amp;nbsp; Secondly, i need to write this because i am kinda pissed now about what this will lead to. &lt;br /&gt;And yeah, you told the whole damn thing. The exact words. As a matter of fact, you forwarded the message to my sister. And yeah, it may lead to consequences. But i dont want to be part of it. I'll pretend you told me nothing and i'll answer if you call me. But i want you to stop pestering about it. Because i dont. Not that way. Can't we all just be friends? No likey lovey. Just friends. People who get along usually or occasionally? &lt;br /&gt;Please?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-7761756045597479797?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/7761756045597479797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/09/to-whomever-is-concerned.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/7761756045597479797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/7761756045597479797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/09/to-whomever-is-concerned.html' title='To Whomever is Concerned'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-4214116112976980849</id><published>2010-09-25T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T12:44:23.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspiration</title><content type='html'>I think up something interesting for my blog on a car trip home, lying on my bed or watching the world go round. And i never write them down. So all my ideas are gone now. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, now i remember. But it wasnt for my blog. It was for the story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/6047502/1/The_Destiny"&gt;The Destiny Games&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last post was August 26th. Sometimes i feel weird when i read certain parts of the story. Like i think it sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, back to the storyboard. Read it if you have the time. And please please please leave a review on my Cbox?? You can even be anoymous if you want!!! I really want to know what people think of it!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would be kind enough to do that, i would really really really be thankful. =)&lt;br /&gt;Look, you can even have a cookie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vain.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/cookie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.vain.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/cookie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So pretty please? =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-4214116112976980849?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/4214116112976980849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/09/inspiration.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/4214116112976980849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/4214116112976980849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/09/inspiration.html' title='Inspiration'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-1422311958189357260</id><published>2010-09-22T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T23:42:54.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RANDOM LIST!</title><content type='html'>I'm making a new list!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;FAVOURITE SONGS&amp;nbsp;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;(No specific number, i can stop any number i want, even or odd)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;David Gray-It's Not Easy Being Me&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Pierce Brosnan- When All Is Said And Done&amp;nbsp; &lt;b style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Pierce Brosnan- S.O.S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Lobo- A Simple Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Carrie Underwood- Jesus Take The Wheel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Clay Aiken- On My Way Here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Clay Aiken- Measure Of A Man&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;b style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Danny Gokey- My Best Days Are Ahead of Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Elton John+Celine Dion- Beauty and The Beast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Hillsong London-Centre Of My life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Elton John- Candle in The Wind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Lucas Grabeel-Outta My Head&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; *&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Eric Clapton- If I Could Change The World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Eric Clapton- My Fathers Eyes&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Green Day- 21 Guns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Green Day-&amp;nbsp; Boulevard of Broken Dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Harry Connick Jr- I just Whisper Your Name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Harry Connick Jr- The Way You Look Tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Eagles- Hotel California&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Hugh Jackman- Oscars 2009 opening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; Lee Dewyze- The Boxer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Keith Urban- Song For Dad&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;MLTR- Sleeping Child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Tony Orlando- Knock 3 Times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Phil Collins- You'll Be In My Heart&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Robbie Williams- Morning Sun&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; *&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Robbie Williams- She's The One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Tony Orlando- Tie A Yellow Ribbon&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Matthew Perryman Jones+Katie Herzig- Where The Road Meets The Sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Randy Travis- I Told You So&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Glee- You Can't Always Get What You Want&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Glee- Dream On&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Footloose- I Confess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Glee- Somewhere Over The Rainbow&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Ronan Keating- When You Say Nothing At All&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Gerard Butler-Phantom Of The Opera Theme&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Johnny Depp- My Friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;*&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Songs that left an impact on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;But they're all awesome songs. =) All.....35 of em. =) Some of them are songs i picked up from my parents, some of them are songs which made me love the movies/ shows they were in.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&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/5580925976246679318-1422311958189357260?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/1422311958189357260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/09/random-list.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/1422311958189357260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/1422311958189357260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/09/random-list.html' title='RANDOM LIST!'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-6002579174102867545</id><published>2010-09-18T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T23:54:06.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Death Note</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Well, i watched it. I finally watched it.&lt;/span&gt; S&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;ince last year, i was introduced to a book. Sweeney Todd-Demon Barber of Fleet Street. The book itself was gory. I then found out there was a movie. Unfortunately, it was premiered two or three years ago then so i couldn't exactly find it in a DVD store. Finally, i downloaded it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;5 days was how long it took for the movie to be finished downloaded. 818,00 kilobytes. And just half an hour ago, i finally watched it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;It was a good movie. If you haven't heard of it, let me give you a short synopsis.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="plotpar" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="plotpar"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Returning back to London after his wife and daughter were been&amp;nbsp; by Judge Turpin, Benjamin Barker adopts the name Sweeney Todd and relocates his barber business to the top of Mrs. Lovett's pie shop. Todd wants his revenge on the man who has now adopted his daughter, Judge Turpin and works with Mrs. Lovett on an evil plan. Todd slits the throats of the unsuspecting public while giving them a shave. These bodies are then turned into Mrs. Lovett's new meat pies. With this plan being successful, Sweeney Todd plots to get the Judge into the chair and get revenge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="plotpar"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="plotpar"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;There were quite a few songs in the movie. Johnny Depp was quite a good singer. I especially liked "Johanna" and "My Friends". Like almost every movie i see, though, it left me thinking. Every movie i watch has an impact on me. Law Abiding Citizen, for example, left me feeling sorry for Clyde Shelton as, in his final moments, gave up on trying to escape and used his remaining time treasuring thoughts of his wife and daughter. And, um, The Ghost Writer left me wondering whether or not there was going to be a sequel, but as the FBI killed the Ghost and Adam Lang was dead, noone else knew about what the FBI were planning. But then, you never know. Maybe the Ghost had a friend or something who wondered what happened. Who knows.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="plotpar"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="plotpar"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;There's a group on Facebook, God Made Man, Man Made Math, Math Made Man Mad. It reminds me of a line from Jurassic Park-&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="plotpar"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;God creates dinosaurs. God destroys dinosaurs. God creates man. Man destroys God. Man creates dinosaurs...  Dinosaurs eat man. Woman inherits the earth...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Yep, that line is gold, that is. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Oh yeah, if you were wondering about the title, its just that i suck at thinking up titles, so i decided to just use a random subject. I've been reading Death Not manga recently, so.... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-6002579174102867545?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/6002579174102867545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/09/death-note.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/6002579174102867545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/6002579174102867545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/09/death-note.html' title='Death Note'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-5960916442040076549</id><published>2010-09-11T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T23:16:18.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twinkle Twinkle Little Star</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Lately i've been noticing that there are less stars in the sky. Now, maybe&lt;/span&gt; i &lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;just tend to look up at the wrong time, but back when i was younger, this was how the night sky looked like-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://nicksecondlife.files.wordpress.com/2009/11/stars.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://nicksecondlife.files.wordpress.com/2009/11/stars.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;But now, whenever i look up, i'm lucky to find 2 stars. At most, i find only 1. And a couple of planes =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;But do you think, all this could be caused by global warming? I mean, when you read in textbooks about greenhouse effect and all, &lt;/span&gt;but &lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;if you actually take the time to think about it, it's kinda serious. Not air pollution. Personally, i haven't really understood how the air is polluted yet. Besides, a living thing can't live if they don't learn to adapt. Like that saying about how the stem of grass survived longer than the great big tree, because the grass bends along with the wind, while the tree maintains but breaks eventually. We will learn to adapt. Kids who are born when air pollution is proclaimed to be high, they would already get a head start to getting used to the air, as once they start learning to breathe, they're already breathing it, unlike those who once had fresh air, maybe back in the 50's or farther back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;What &lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;sort of got me thinking, was the BP oil spill. And Baba Vanga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/0/0d/Vanga.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/0/0d/Vanga.jpg" width="148" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;Baba Vanga was a Bulgarian alleged clairvoyant. She convinced many followers that she possessed paranormal abilities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Predictions:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;2010 – World War III. War will begin in November 2010 and end in October 2014. Will begin as usual, then nuclear will be used initially, and then chemical weapons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;2011 – As a result of the fallout of nuclear fallout in the northern hemisphere will not be any animals or vegetation. Then Muslims will wage war against chemical surviving Europeans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;2014 – Most people will suffer skin cancer and other skin diseases (a consequence of chemical warfare).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;2016 – Europe almost lonely (empty).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;2018 – New China becomes a world power. Developing countries in turn operated from exploiters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;2023 – A little bit of change in the Earth’s orbit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;2025 – Europe still little settled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;2028 – Creating a new energy source (probably a controlled thermonuclear reaction). Hunger is gradually being overcome. Launched a manned spacecraft to Venus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;2033 – The polar ice are melting. Greater levels of the oceans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;2043 – The world economy is thriving. In Europe, Muslims rule.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;2046 – any bodies (organs) can be manufactured (cloning?). Replacing the bodies is becoming one of the best methods of treatment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;2066 – During the attack on the Muslim Rome, the United States used a new kind of weapon – the climate. The sharp cooling (instant freezing).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;2076 – Classless Society (communism).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;2084 – The restoration of nature.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;2088 – A new disease – aging for a few seconds!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;2097 – The rapid aging defeated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;2100 – Artificial sun illuminates the dark side of the Earth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;2111 – People become living robots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;2123 – The war between small nations. Big nations do not intervene.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;2125 – Hungary will receive signals from space.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;2130 – Colony under water (with the help of sympathetic councils).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;2164 – Animals turn half-human.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;2167 – A new religion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;2170 – Major drought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;2183 – A colony on Mars becomes a nuclear power, and demands independence from the Earth (like when – the United States from England).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;2187 – Will stop 2 large eruption of volcanoes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;2195 – Sea Colony fully developed, abundant energy and food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;2196 – Complete mixing of Asians and Europeans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;2201 – At the Sun slowing thermonuclear processes. Temperature drops.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;2221 – In the search for extraterrestrial life, humanity comes into contact with what – something terrible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;2256 – Spacecraft forgotten to Earth terrible new disease.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;2262 – Planets gradually changing planetary orbit. Mars is threatened by comets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;2271 – Restart physical constants are changed. (Laws of physics changed?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;2273 – Mixing yellow, white and black races. New race.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;2279 – Power from nothing (probably from a vacuum or a black hole).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;2288 – Travel back in time (Time Travel invented?). New contacts with aliens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;2291 – The sun cools. Attempts were being made to light it again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;2296 – Powerful eruption on the Sun. Changing the force of gravity. Beginning to fall old space stations and satellites.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;2299 – In France, guerrilla movement against Islam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;2302 – New important laws and secrets of the universe revealed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;2304 – Secrets of the Moon revealed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;2341 – Something terrible is approaching Earth from space.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;2354 – An accident in one of the artificial Sun leads to drought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;2371 – The great famine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;2378 – A new fast-growing race.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;2480 – 2 artificial Suns collide. Land in the twilight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;3005 -The war on Mars. Violated the trajectory of the planet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;3010 – Comet hits Moon. Around the Earth – ring/zone of the stones and dust.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;3797 – By this time on Earth killed all life, but mankind will be able to lay the foundations for a new life in another stellar system.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;3803 – A new planet is populated by little. Fewer contacts between people. Climate new planet affects the organisms of people – they mutate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;3805 – The war between humans for resources. More than half of people dying out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;3815 – The war is over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;3854 – The development of civilization virtually stops. People live flocks as beasts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;3871 – New prophet tells people about moral values, religion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;3874 – New prophet receives support from all segments of the population. Organized a new church.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;3878 – along with the Church to re-train new people forgotten sciences.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;4302 – New cities are growing in the world. New Church encourages the development of new technology and science.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;4302 – The development of science. Scientists discovered in the overall impact of all diseases in organism behavior.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;4304 – Found a way to win any disease.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;4308 – Due to mutation people at last beginning to use their brains more than 34%. Completely lost the notion of evil and hatred.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;4509 – Getting to Know God. The man has finally been reached such a level of development that can communicate with God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;4599 – People achieve immortality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;4674 – The development of civilization has reached its peak. The number of people living on different planets is about 340 billion. Assimilation begins with aliens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;5076 – A boundary universe. With it, no one knows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;5078 – The decision to leave the boundaries of the universe. While about 40 percent of the population is against it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;5079 – End of the World.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;If you have actually read all that, maybe you'll agree with me. Wow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-5960916442040076549?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/5960916442040076549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/09/twinkle-twinkle-little-star.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/5960916442040076549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/5960916442040076549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/09/twinkle-twinkle-little-star.html' title='Twinkle Twinkle Little Star'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-2473963969480149021</id><published>2010-09-10T11:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T11:53:09.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recess =)</title><content type='html'>Recently, i've visited Perth, Australia. It wasn't my first time, though. That was back when i was about 6 years old. So now, 8 years later, i revisited it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TImelrC0zfI/AAAAAAAAAgY/FuD94znFVQg/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TImelrC0zfI/AAAAAAAAAgY/FuD94znFVQg/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TImfNRL2fmI/AAAAAAAAAgg/o0NKAum3zTM/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TImfNRL2fmI/AAAAAAAAAgg/o0NKAum3zTM/s320/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE BELL TOWER&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TImf1KRsv6I/AAAAAAAAAgo/cetv8b3u0fc/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TImf1KRsv6I/AAAAAAAAAgo/cetv8b3u0fc/s320/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;A view. =)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TImgnZFSivI/AAAAAAAAAgw/mC8cmVSMy58/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TImgnZFSivI/AAAAAAAAAgw/mC8cmVSMy58/s320/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Glass Bridge, Kings Park&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TImkfedWmpI/AAAAAAAAAhg/z1wBaTJKtIg/s1600/015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TImkfedWmpI/AAAAAAAAAhg/z1wBaTJKtIg/s320/015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TImhKXlapzI/AAAAAAAAAg4/yToBf6GynfE/s1600/008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TImhKXlapzI/AAAAAAAAAg4/yToBf6GynfE/s320/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TImhvI3swxI/AAAAAAAAAhA/KK8uKfjWk7o/s1600/010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TImhvI3swxI/AAAAAAAAAhA/KK8uKfjWk7o/s320/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A beach with good angles for photographing. =)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TImiTyRg9NI/AAAAAAAAAhI/Zn6BT0K1q7M/s1600/011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TImiTyRg9NI/AAAAAAAAAhI/Zn6BT0K1q7M/s320/011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;My brother and sister&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TImjRh76S4I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/mFMTSu-0qUg/s1600/013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TImjRh76S4I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/mFMTSu-0qUg/s320/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TImj6n2IbfI/AAAAAAAAAhY/EeFXAn4-IZE/s1600/014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TImj6n2IbfI/AAAAAAAAAhY/EeFXAn4-IZE/s320/014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TImlXv1YCUI/AAAAAAAAAho/bA4GDnBkAn4/s1600/019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TImlXv1YCUI/AAAAAAAAAho/bA4GDnBkAn4/s400/019.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;top&gt; Me, &lt;middle&gt; my brother KaShing, &lt;bottom&gt; my sister Kayyen =)&lt;/bottom&gt;&lt;/middle&gt;&lt;/top&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TIml9CXxAVI/AAAAAAAAAhw/ywlrLcUJ4-Y/s1600/031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TIml9CXxAVI/AAAAAAAAAhw/ywlrLcUJ4-Y/s320/031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;At the Science Centre.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TImrN19FTTI/AAAAAAAAAh4/4IhXSlEo84s/s1600/036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TImrN19FTTI/AAAAAAAAAh4/4IhXSlEo84s/s320/036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Okay, so the Wiggles are really popular in Australia, right? So they advertise a lot, i guess. But they just look like pervs here. =)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There ARE more pictures, of course. But Blogger takes a LONG time to upload pictures, so i'm just going to leave them on Facebook. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-2473963969480149021?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/2473963969480149021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/09/recess.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/2473963969480149021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/2473963969480149021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/09/recess.html' title='Recess =)'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TImelrC0zfI/AAAAAAAAAgY/FuD94znFVQg/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-1790690347174151608</id><published>2010-09-01T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T21:56:14.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Masks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;I'm bored&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;so i thought i'd blog. But then i didn't know what to blog about. So as i was browsing around for inspiration, i thought i'd blog about what i wrote on Twitter-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;                             &lt;span class="actions"&gt;&lt;div&gt;      &lt;a class="fav-action non-fav" href="" id="status_star_22703997596" title="favorite this tweet"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;             &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;If i don't say anything, its not that i'm being shy or emo. I just don't have anything special to talk about. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;So yeah. Forgive me if i seem quiet at times, but i just have nothing in particular to say. Oh yeah, and about masks.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;Masks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;According to Wikipedia, a mask is an article normally worn on the face,typically for protection,concealment,performance, or amusement. So the part i'm talking about is concealment. And i'm not talking about real masks, i mean the kind you put on to cover your emotions.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Like how a person would choose to cover up their indecisiveness or under confidence (i don't think thats the correct term for it, but i'll look it up later) by staying quiet.Or people who are class clowns. Why would someone want to yell out remarks to the teacher without any reason? Maybe to cover something up too. Not that i'm feeling emo, i'm just filling up the pages of my blog. =D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;Wait. Do blogs even have pages?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;Next on my list is about Glee. I was watching an episode about a week ago, and it was about how the Glee clubbers were minorities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hw"&gt;minority&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="pron0x"&gt;[maɪˈnɒrɪtɪ mɪ-]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;n&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;pl&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;-ties&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="ds-list"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1.&lt;/b&gt; the smaller in number of two parts, factions, or groups&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;2.&lt;/b&gt; (Sociology) a group that is different racially, politically, etc., from a larger group of which it is a part&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;But shouldn't a minority be an elite group? Because minority means the lesser part of two groups, right? And apparently, Glee aren't special. I mean, they are, but they should be part of the majority. Because a majority of students have to be normal. If the popular group like the jocks and cheerleaders are majorities, if thats the word, as majorities are the opposite of minorities; then shouldn't being a minority be special? I mean, one in a million. The less, the more elite, the better. It's my impression that the jocks and cheerleaders in Glee are just an elite group who pick on the majority of the student body. Right? For example, 1 in every 10 people are left handed. Isn't it good to be part of an elite group? Well, not if you're the the 1 in every 2 men or 1 in every 3 women to develop cancer....that would suck. =O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;Anyway, thats all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TH5Wb36oatI/AAAAAAAAAgI/XnFxe3kVSN8/s1600/28832_120277051332776_100000514453458_247819_2072032_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TH5Wb36oatI/AAAAAAAAAgI/XnFxe3kVSN8/s320/28832_120277051332776_100000514453458_247819_2072032_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-1790690347174151608?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/1790690347174151608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/09/masks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/1790690347174151608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/1790690347174151608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/09/masks.html' title='Masks'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om4ETVpcTyY/TH5Wb36oatI/AAAAAAAAAgI/XnFxe3kVSN8/s72-c/28832_120277051332776_100000514453458_247819_2072032_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-3504057119295356428</id><published>2010-08-29T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T00:26:44.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enrollment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Woke up at 6:15. Off to school at 7. =) (this will be a short one)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Last scouts meeting of the year. Enrollment Day. And later, farewell party.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Lets start with Enrollment Day. After the councils called line, the scouts taking Usaha went off to do their exams. And the rest of us were given a briefing about what to do if our names were called during Enrollment Day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;It must've been about, 3, 4 hours standing there. And the fan did NOT help. It was cold =S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;So well, first, was the people who passed Jaya Diri. Then for special awards for each form. Then PL/APL for Mudas, PL/APL for Remajas, and finally the next board of councils 2010/2011. Congratulations to Neekee for getting Patrol Leader, Most Commited Form 2, and TL Muda!!!! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;And well, i got APL. =)Am i allowed to say what the councils said to me when i went on stage? Well, basically, they said congrats; that i was shy, but I'm an APL now so i shouldn't be so shy; and something about keeping my head up. Yeahhhhhh....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;When Enrollment Day was over i started to have a migraine. Probably from standing too long. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;So i had a Panadol and went to take a nap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;And it's 12:25 now so maybe i'll continue later today. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I told you it was short =D&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/5580925976246679318-3504057119295356428?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/3504057119295356428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/08/enrollment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/3504057119295356428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/3504057119295356428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/08/enrollment.html' title='Enrollment'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-632384266164741941</id><published>2010-08-24T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T20:59:18.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fish Fingers, I Hate Em.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Today when i woke up i read the newspaper. When i got to the part where you can send complaint letters, there were 2 of which were complaints about The Expendables. One was of where the writer saw a couple of kids sitting in front of her, whom looked around aged seven and ten. The writer was enraged that the cinema would let the two kids into a 18+ movie. The second post was about how the writer heard the F word at least 7 times in the movie, and how there was a scene where  a dagger is thrust into the throat of a man, with a torrent of blood squirting out. Both writers talked about how this was bad as there were teenagers watching the movie, and how the government should take more responsibility and censor it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Personally, i haven't watched The Expendables movie yet, but i didn't really agree with their point of views. Firstly, about the part where the F word was used at least 7 times in the movie and the scene where a dagger was thrust into the throat of a man. It WAS rated 18+, and according to the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Motion_picture_rating_system#Malaysia"&gt;Motion Picture Rating System&lt;/a&gt; on Wikipedia. A 18+ film may contain adult themes, explicit scenes, mature content, nudity, strong language, and/or sex, etc. If the government found the movie too explicit, they would have banned the movie anyway. Secondly, by the time you were 18, you'd be used to all the vulgar words anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I remember watching Harry Potter when i was a kid. Sure it wasn't 18+, but there were scary parts, scary for a little kid like me back then. I remember in The Prisoner Of Azkaban, Professor Lupin changed into a werewolf. I was scared, and i didnt know the difference between movies and reality. But at 13 going on 14, i know. I'm not like some Twilight fangirl who believes Edward and/or Jacob are real and everything. In fact, i know for a fact if you thrust a dagger, the man may not die immediately. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Okay, so anyway, thats my say of it. You can see the two complaints &lt;a href="http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2010/8/24/focus/6904288&amp;amp;sec=focus"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2010/8/24/focus/6904384&amp;amp;sec=focus"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;____________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Back to my list of things i want to do before i die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;31. Go camping outdoors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;32. Go camping outdoors and forget something like matches or mosquito spray.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;33. Go camping outdoors and forget something like matches or mosquito spray, only to go back into the house to get them, as camping outdoors meant in my backyard. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;34. Bake a cake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;35. Bake a cake any way i want it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;36. Bake a cake anyway i want it, adding sugar figures on top.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;37. Bake a cake anyway i want it, adding sugar figures of Naruto characters on top.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;38. Get a Harry Potter wand at Disneyland.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;39. Get a Harry Potter wand at Disneyland, and try to use it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;40. Get a Harry Potter wand at Disneyland, try to use it, doesn't succeed in performing magic, gets frustrated and uses it to hit people on the head with =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-632384266164741941?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/632384266164741941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/08/fish-fingers-i-hate-em.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/632384266164741941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/632384266164741941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/08/fish-fingers-i-hate-em.html' title='Fish Fingers, I Hate Em.'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-1006173168673908907</id><published>2010-08-21T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T21:19:10.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>101 Things To Do Before I Die</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;If you're bored and currently have a lot of time on your hands, read this post. If you're just browsing around, still read this post. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;I currently have a lot of time on my hands, but instead of focusing on my original fanfiction-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;http://www.fanfiction.net/s/6047502/1/The_Destiny_Games ,instead choose to write 101 things i plan to do before i die, which are, in short, stuff i desire to do, in shorter terms, wishlist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;1. Meet Pierce Brosnan/ Hugh Jackman/ Matthew Morrison/ Sam Neill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;2. Go to London&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;3. Going to London to see all the amazing stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;4. Going to London to buy lots and lots of worthless souvenirs i'll regret buying later (no offense, it's just i tend to make that mistake a lot. I once bought a packet of mushrooms. We were at a mushroom plantation. I'm pretty sure its still somewhere in the kitchen, uneaten.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;5. Learn how to play the guitar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;6. Learn how to play the guitar, both left handed and right handed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;7. Learn how to play "Hotel California" on the guitar, both left handed and right handed, as it is my father's all time favourite song. I'm surprised they didn't play it when he passed. They played Amazing Grace. Well, thats a good song too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;7. Have a degree in medical, or&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;8. Have a degree in law, or&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;9. Have a degree in English Lit, not that i have any hopes for being a writer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;10. By now, you should have realized how my list works. If you've been able to endure hearing about what i want to do before i die, carry on. Pip pip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;11. Write my will.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;12. Write my will in letter form, if thats possible. Not the law kind you get nowadays. It's all just forms... ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;13. Write my will, and make it into a quest for my future kids' grandkids like in the DaVinCiCode or something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;14. Make a complete and utter fool of myself (check)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;15. Preserve this blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;16. Preserve this blog and not ever change blog links, if possible, so my future kids/grandkids can look at it all the way to when i was a little Form 1, which was when i started this blog. And my pictures won't fade on the Internet! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;17. P.S from number 15-16: If internet is still here by the time. For all we know, we might have brain-computer inputs or something, and my kids/grandkids wont stumble upon my blog when they Google my name. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;18. Visit Disneyland. ( actually plan to do this before i get to that age when i get high blood pressure, to be honest.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;19. Visit Disneyland and go on the Jurassic Park ride..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;20. Visit Disneyland and get my picture taken with Mickey Mouse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;21. Learn to speak Latin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;22. Learn to speak Latin and use it well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;23. Grow a moustache so i can stroke it while thinking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;24. Oh wait, forget that last one. That wasn't possible.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;25. Send a message in a bottle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;26. Send a message in a bottle and find some savage on an island.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;27. Send a message in a bottle and find a savage on an island who gets so overjoyed by contact that he actually almost kills the only companion he has with him (a sheep, but don't worry, the sheep lives) to make vellum and writes back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;28. I don't really know how exactly the message would be sent back to me, but who knows, lighting might just strike twice..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;29. Find out how adults see the resemblance of a child to their parent. I mean? How DOES that work? People frequently tell me i'm like my dad. One of my friend's dad said that twice. But i just dont see it. I dont see how it works when i look at other people either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;3o. Well, i know you're bored so i'll stop here. Stay tuned to another time when i get bored. I'll probably get desperate in the end when i run out of things to write about, so ignore my future (possible!) statements of&amp;nbsp; wrestling a dolphin or something. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5580925976246679318-1006173168673908907?l=typewkayli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/feeds/1006173168673908907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/08/101-things-to-do-before-i-die.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/1006173168673908907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5580925976246679318/posts/default/1006173168673908907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typewkayli.blogspot.com/2010/08/101-things-to-do-before-i-die.html' title='101 Things To Do Before I Die'/><author><name>KayLiii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728404394087690868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ex7heOiGOc/Tl5A65ft3mI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dKQ-pZd8eAM/s220/28072011127%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5580925976246679318.post-7897348760838521419</id><published>2010-08-14T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T21:42:15.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday</title><content type='html'>It sucks when you got nothing good to do on a Saturday. I mean, Sundays are worse, i guess, but it's still Saturday now, so... ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause without school, you get lots of free time. When you have nothing planned, you get TOO much free time. I can't say i've done anything much today. Read manga online, went off the computer so my sister could play, go around shops bored, go home on the computer again, go off to read a book cause the computer is laggy, later go on again but went offline quickly cause it was still lagging, and had dinner. And right now i'm writing this post. You could say writing this essay would be the most productive part of my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tummy hurts =X I guess i shouldn't have had all those cookies...but they were chocolate chips! Well, white chocolate chunks, to be honest. With cranberries. But still. Owie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, Syndrome from the incredibles should be a game show host with that voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byebye. *runs off*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&
