<?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-15408692</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:43:05.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soar Up High</title><subtitle type='html'>Just a normal blog for a normal girl to rant about her life. Full of complaints and angsty expressions, but then, what can you expect from "just another blog" ?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>soaruphigh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866962541863470824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15408692.post-112826074248558266</id><published>2005-10-12T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T23:36:49.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>039; tortoises &amp; wild cargoes are fun!! &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/chibisayumi.gif" align="left" width="47" height="60"&gt; Went to hit tortoises with &lt;B&gt;Icey&lt;/B&gt; yesterday, and we did have lots of fun!! &lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/grin.gif"&gt; Those animals were so slow, they already died before they could even touch, or reach us for that matter. But then they're still pretty cute creatures, just that they didn't drop anything good or valuable for us except for their shells (which I don't think will fetch us a lot of money anyway). &lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/grumpy.gif"&gt; &lt;p align=centeR&gt; &lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/tortoise.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor lil' crawlie, it's not going to live for long. &lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/devil.gif"&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;br /&gt;We also went to look at &lt;B&gt;Wild Cargoes&lt;/B&gt;, and they are sooo &lt;B&gt;&lt;I&gt;adorable&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/b&gt;!! They kept running here and there and kept knocking into me in the process. *ouch* And it hurt a lot. &lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/crying.gif"&gt; But luckily I'm a Cleric and I kept healing me and &lt;B&gt;Icey&lt;/b&gt;, so we were pretty safe. Icey was certainly having a lot of fun, while I felt like I would have a fit or a heart attack anytime. My HP's only 670 and each time a Wild Cargo bumped into me, HALF of my HP would be gone. I had to constantly cast Heal to keep ourselves alive. &lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/grumpy.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was looking through my screenshots when I found this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;centeR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/1117fame.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* &lt;B&gt;I &lt;I&gt;hate&lt;/I&gt; rich people&lt;/B&gt;. &lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/mad.gif"&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15408692-112826074248558266?l=soaruphigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/feeds/112826074248558266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15408692&amp;postID=112826074248558266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112826074248558266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112826074248558266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/2005/10/039-tortoises-wild-cargoes-are-fun-3.html' title='039; tortoises &amp; wild cargoes are fun!! &lt;3'/><author><name>soaruphigh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866962541863470824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15408692.post-112826070232505532</id><published>2005-10-11T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T22:51:00.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>038; an ill-mannered player i just met</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/chibisayumi.gif" align="left" width="47" height="60"&gt; I am utterly disgusted by the behaviour of some Maplers. They are just so irrational and barbaric, I find myself speechless when I'm talking terms with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fine example of a foul-mouthed barbarian is &lt;B&gt;W3ziRd&lt;/B&gt;. I was with my friend (&lt;B&gt;Dark&lt;/B&gt;*) and he was levelling on slimes when a thief, whose character name is &lt;B&gt;great2005&lt;/B&gt; (how original, zzz) came and KS-ed him. I &lt;I&gt;politely&lt;/I&gt; asked him to stop, but he kept on KS-ing, so anger got the better of me and I used CAPS to tell him to scram. He left soon after, but came back after awhile, with a higher levelled Cleric, &lt;B&gt;W3ziRd&lt;/B&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this person is a pain in the arse. He came and KS-ed everybody and when I told him to stop, he told me to STFU. He even hurled a truckload of profanties at me. When he obviously couldn't win me in the debate, he logged off and his other characters to mass-defame me. He even reported me to the GMs via the "Alert GM" function in-game. Report me just because I told him not to KS? Lol, what a joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really dumbfounded. Never have I met someone as unreasonable as this asshole here. Everyone in the slimes map was antagonized by the idiot and we wrote in a letter to the Administrator of MapleSEA:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Administrator&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;I am a player of MapleSEA, my character name is &lt;b&gt;Aurayuki&lt;/b&gt;. I find the game very fun and entertaining, and I have also made a few friends from playing this game. But sadly, there are also people who are mean and cause unhappiness upon players. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I was helping my friend to level up in one of the maps in Elinia and then a Thief (&lt;B&gt;great2005&lt;/B&gt;) came and started kill stealing everybody on the map. Politely, I told him not to kill steal and find an empty spot instead, but he refused to take my advice and continued kill stealing. I had gotten impatient, so I typed in capital letters, to ask him to find a new spot. He went away for a while, but he came back along with a higher levelled Cleric, &lt;B&gt;W3ziRd&lt;/B&gt;.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;W3ziRd&lt;/b&gt; kill stealed everybody as well, and when I told him to stop, he insulted me with very rude words and phrases, something along the lines of "go home and fcuk your dad". To make matters worse, he defamed me and reported me to the GMs as well, using the "Alert GM" function in-game. I do not feel that I am in the wrong, and I felt very maligned. Not once did I hurl profanities at him, and I was reported.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I was truly traumatised upon my acquaintance with &lt;B&gt;W3ziRd&lt;/b&gt;. He acted in a despotic and ridiclous manner. His constant kill steals not only annoyed me, but irritated everyone on that map. His act is one of childish and barbaric behaviour. He also defamed me for no particular reason. Although it is of a small matter, his obnoxious insults were poignant and outrageously antagonized the situation. This was obviously a direct personal attack, and the act of slander also affected the other players in the map. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Although I do not have a screenshot to prove his barbaric behaviour, I do have witnesses to prove that I am the victim in this matter. I am writing in on behalf of all the other players who were on the same map as me, who were all disturbed by the above-mentioned player. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Some of the witnesses are: &lt;b&gt;Dark&lt;/b&gt;*, &lt;B&gt;tan&lt;/b&gt;*, &lt;B&gt;lamysba&lt;/B&gt;*, &lt;B&gt;htgema&lt;/B&gt;*, &lt;B&gt;hunixaohun&lt;/B&gt;*&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;We truly hope that the administration would look into this matter and clarify the situation. I thank you for taking your time to read this letter of mine. I await your reply, please contact me at ___*email*___. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Vicky Khoo*&lt;br /&gt;(a player of MapleSEA) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;* Names are changed to protect the identities of the above-mentioned parties, EXCEPT for &lt;B&gt;W3ziRd&lt;/B&gt; and &lt;B&gt;great2005&lt;/B&gt;.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you tell me, was I in the wrong for asking people not to KS? I asked them to stop, but they continued. Who wouldn't be frustrated by the act? I've already sent the email and I'm currently awaiting the Administrator of MapleSEA to get in touch with me soon. Hopefully it'll get the idiot banned. *curses and swears*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But also due to this incident, I've made 2 new friends! They've helped me with this faggot and now we're on each others' Friend lists as well. They are: &lt;B&gt;aBsYmAl&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;B&gt;antzZ&lt;/B&gt;. Thanks a lot guys, for helping me. I really appreciated it. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess, the appearance of this ill-mannered creep is also a blessing in disguise. I've gained 2 new Maple buddies in the process!! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15408692-112826070232505532?l=soaruphigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/feeds/112826070232505532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15408692&amp;postID=112826070232505532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112826070232505532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112826070232505532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/2005/10/038-ill-mannered-player-i-just-met.html' title='038; an ill-mannered player i just met'/><author><name>soaruphigh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866962541863470824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15408692.post-112826058441234104</id><published>2005-10-11T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T22:29:46.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>037; lvl 52, finally!! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/chibisayumi.gif" align="left" width="47" height="60"&gt; I've finally turned lvl 52 earlier on, at around 12:35 PM!! *dances around* &lt;B&gt;Ice&lt;/B&gt; helped me from 50% to 70% last night - thanks alot my Dear! You've helped me a lot!! 8 more levels to my goal: lvl 60!! Don't think it's really possible to do so within a week, so I figured I'll just give myself more time - since I'm now on holiday and I have all the time in the world to waste. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was getting pretty bored because no one in my Friends list was online, so I decided to give &lt;B&gt;Kenoriga&lt;/B&gt; and &lt;B&gt;SaintCalvin&lt;/B&gt; a whisper. Both of them replied and I was surprised at my good luck. =D I have Kenoriga's Blog link under my &lt;B&gt;&lt;I&gt;links&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; section. You guys can visit him! &lt;B&gt;SaintCalvin&lt;/B&gt; (I shall call him &lt;I&gt;Calvin&lt;/I&gt; for short) visited this blog of mine and left a tag. He came to my mind together with &lt;B&gt;Kenoriga&lt;/B&gt;. Unfortunately Sir Keno was kinda busy and didn't reply to my messages, so I bombarded Calvin instead. =P We ended up adding each other to our Friend lists, lol. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've also just updated my &lt;B&gt;&lt;I&gt;Buy &amp; Sell&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/B&gt; list. I've added a &lt;B&gt;Red Moon Pants (F)&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;B&gt;Purple Shadow (F)&lt;/b&gt; under the &lt;B&gt;&lt;I&gt;Sell&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; section. You guys can check it out there. If you're interested, PM me in-game: &lt;B&gt;Aurayuki&lt;/B&gt;, or you can leave a tag on my tagboard. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also, here's a little screenie of me and my pet bunny, &lt;B&gt;Winky&lt;/B&gt;: &lt;P align=center&gt; &lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/auranwinky.jpg" border=1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't my little &lt;B&gt;Winky&lt;/B&gt; cute? ^^ She's now a lvl 12 bunny. &lt;3 &lt;/P&gt; Well then, since I've nothing else to do now (I certainly don't feel like facing those Zombie Lupins again after a few hours of massacre), I think I'll go jump the Pet Obstacle Course along with &lt;B&gt;Winky&lt;/B&gt;. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15408692-112826058441234104?l=soaruphigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/feeds/112826058441234104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15408692&amp;postID=112826058441234104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112826058441234104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112826058441234104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/2005/10/037-lvl-52-finally-d.html' title='037; lvl 52, finally!! :D'/><author><name>soaruphigh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866962541863470824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15408692.post-112826057033305147</id><published>2005-10-10T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T15:24:35.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>036; 50% now!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/chibisayumi.gif" align="left" width="47" height="60"&gt; I woke up at around 09:00 AM today and did some levelling. I'm now at 50%, which means I'm halfway up to lvl 52!! I guess I won't be sleeping today - I feel like getting a level by tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sad that people actually can't see the difference in my eyes and my hair. My hair is now &lt;B&gt;BLACK&lt;/B&gt;, and my eyes black too, &lt;B&gt;bigger&lt;/B&gt; and &lt;b&gt;sparkling&lt;/B&gt;. Gosh are all you people blind?! I'm peeved. ='( I thought people would compliment me for looking cuter and prettier. Damn it. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make things better, the Zombie Lupins seemed to know that I wasn't in a really good mood to be trifled with, they dropped me a &lt;B&gt;Purple Shadow Top&lt;/B&gt;. :D I haven't checked out the stats yet; I'll put it on the &lt;B&gt;&lt;I&gt;Buy &amp; Sell&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/b&gt; list when I've done so. I hope it's something good enough to fetch us some good money. ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15408692-112826057033305147?l=soaruphigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/feeds/112826057033305147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15408692&amp;postID=112826057033305147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112826057033305147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112826057033305147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/2005/10/036-50-now.html' title='036; 50% now!!'/><author><name>soaruphigh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866962541863470824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15408692.post-112884216910635130</id><published>2005-10-09T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T16:21:43.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>035; new hair color, new look!! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/chibisayumi.gif" align="left" width="47" height="60"&gt; I went for surgery last night, and even though I got the look I wanted, I still spent a lot of money on my face. :( It's a good thing that it took me only 1 try to get the hair color I wanted. I'm officially broke now, thanks to &lt;B&gt;Dr. Feeble&lt;/B&gt; of &lt;B&gt;&lt;i&gt;Henesys Hospital&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/B&gt;, who did such a '&lt;B&gt;great&lt;/B&gt;' job on me that I had to go under the knife SEVERAL times to get a decent look. I swear, if I have to visit the &lt;B&gt;&lt;I&gt;Henesys Hospital&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/b&gt; ever again (which I don't think I will), I will &lt;B&gt;definitely&lt;/B&gt; insist on having Dr. Denma work on me, instead of clumsy old Dr. Feeble. D= &lt;p align=center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/auralast.jpg" border=1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how I looked before I went for a surgery, and before I dyed my hair. Orange-colored hair, normal brown eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/aurahair.jpg" border=1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Miss Brittany&lt;/B&gt; of the &lt;B&gt;&lt;I&gt;Henesys Hair Salon&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/b&gt; is really getting very good - she got my instructions clearly and gave me the black and beautiful silky hair color that I wanted! I think she'll be able to take over Ms Natalie (her mother) soon.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I thanked Miss Brittany and then proceeded to the &lt;B&gt;&lt;I&gt;Henesys Hospital&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; to have my facial surgery done. All I can say is, it didn't go as well as expected, but I still got the results I wanted, so it's all not bad. But then, I still am not very satisfied with the service, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what his name says, &lt;B&gt;Dr. Feeble&lt;/B&gt; of the &lt;B&gt;&lt;I&gt;Henesys Hospital&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; is really getting on in years; he can't even hold the surgical instruments properly. But as I was in a hurry, and Dr. Denma wasn't around, I had to make do with Dr. Feeble and got him to do surgery on me. What I didn't know was that the process would be very disastrous. D= &lt;p align=centeR&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/aura2.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wasn't very happy with this face. My lips looked like sausages, so I got another surgery done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/aurafish.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why, I totally resembled a &lt;B&gt;FISH&lt;/b&gt;!! Dr. Feeble could see how irritated I was, because I made no effort to hide my frustration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/aura3.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third surgery done, and this is &lt;B&gt;&lt;i&gt;much better&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/B&gt; than the previous 2 faces I've got. But I still didn't like this one - It makes me look like some animal with oversized eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/auranoww.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;B&gt;FINALLY&lt;/B&gt;, I got the look I wanted, after &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;FOUR&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/b&gt; tries!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, a summary of the changes I got:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;B&gt;BEFORE ...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/auralast.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;AND AFTER..!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/auranoww.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long and silky black hair, beautiful and large sparkling black eyes. Now, you tell me: don't I look &lt;I&gt;&lt;B&gt;beautiful&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;? ^_^ &lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really took a lot of screaming and threatening to get this face. Dr. Feeble is &lt;B&gt;&lt;i&gt;really&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/B&gt; feeble. Before I left the Hospital, I left a note for Dr. Denma to get rid of Dr. Feeble. I wonder how many others have had their faces 'altered' by Dr. Feeble. I heard some of the villagers say that some people's faces went so bad that it is impossible to ever get another surgery done again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God I wasn't one of them. I'd kill myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15408692-112884216910635130?l=soaruphigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/feeds/112884216910635130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15408692&amp;postID=112884216910635130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112884216910635130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112884216910635130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/2005/10/035-new-hair-color-new-look-d.html' title='035; new hair color, new look!! :D'/><author><name>soaruphigh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866962541863470824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15408692.post-112874046377384978</id><published>2005-10-08T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T03:35:23.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>--- OFF HIATUS --- [Author's Note]</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/chibisayumi.gif" align="left" width="47" height="60"&gt; Well, it's only a five-day hiatus, not much, but I guess I have good news for everybody (it's only for &lt;B&gt;myself&lt;/b&gt;, really): I think I'll be able to pass my 'N' Level examinations. Though not with flying colours, but I presume I'll do well enough to secure myself with a place in a good class for Sec 5 next year. So it's the holidays for me until I go back to school during mid-December to get my results. I'd better source around for jobs soon; I want to have enough money to afford for an &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/ipodnano/" target="_new"&gt;iPod NANO&lt;/a&gt;. Beautiful thing, I must say. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Zhen turned lvl 50 a few days ago&lt;/b&gt;. He's now holding his Shinkita proudly in his hands, wearing his China set. I'm still at lvl 51; I haven't got much chances to login in Maple when my exams are bearing its teeth at me, but now since it's all over, I think I'll have lots of time to gain levels. *cackles evilly*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15408692-112874046377384978?l=soaruphigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/feeds/112874046377384978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15408692&amp;postID=112874046377384978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112874046377384978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112874046377384978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/2005/10/off-hiatus-authors-note.html' title='--- OFF HIATUS --- [Author&apos;s Note]'/><author><name>soaruphigh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866962541863470824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15408692.post-112832913574634646</id><published>2005-10-03T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T03:35:05.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>--- ON HIATUS --- [Author's Note]</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/chibisayumi.gif" align="left" width="47" height="60"&gt; Just wanted to say that I'll be on &lt;B&gt;hiatus&lt;/b&gt; until I finish my 'N' Levels. It's really critical now and I don't think that there's anything more important than exams at this point of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't be blogging or updating or go mapling until the 7th of October, when my last paper finishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea, I'll have to leave for a while, but I'll be back!! ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15408692-112832913574634646?l=soaruphigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/feeds/112832913574634646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15408692&amp;postID=112832913574634646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112832913574634646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112832913574634646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/2005/10/on-hiatus-authors-note.html' title='--- ON HIATUS --- [Author&apos;s Note]'/><author><name>soaruphigh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866962541863470824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15408692.post-112781073269004922</id><published>2005-10-02T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T17:08:06.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>034; finally lvl 51!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/chibisayumi.gif" align="left" width="47" height="60"&gt; I've finally turned lvl 51 after 2 weeks of moping around. Ice has been very hardworking - he's now at lvl 48!! I didn't manage to level last night; the both of us fell asleep and we only got on to train at around 10:00 AM this morning. By 3:00 PM we levelled! Bravo to us! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also worked on my &lt;b&gt;Buy &amp; Sell&lt;/B&gt; section, and you can now see the stats of the items that I'm selling when you &lt;b&gt;HOVER&lt;/b&gt; on it. I repeat: you &lt;b&gt;HOVER&lt;/b&gt; on them. You don't click them. It just brings you to nowhere. A small yellow box will automatically appear when you hover on the links for a few seconds. It will tell you the stats of the items. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met 2 KSers (XiaoMagi &amp; FrozenBubble) while levelling at Ossyria on Jr. Grupins earlier on. I wonder what's wrong with these people. Do they enjoy being loathed so much? I guess there WILL be weird and nonsensical people everywhere, so I'll just take it with a pinch of salt. Such ill-mannered creeps are just not worth my time. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15408692-112781073269004922?l=soaruphigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/feeds/112781073269004922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15408692&amp;postID=112781073269004922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112781073269004922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112781073269004922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/2005/10/034-finally-lvl-51.html' title='034; finally lvl 51!!'/><author><name>soaruphigh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866962541863470824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15408692.post-112781066038766756</id><published>2005-10-02T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T17:07:47.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>033; halfway up</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/chibisayumi.gif" align="left" width="47" height="60"&gt; I'm now taking a break from 2 hours of levelling and I'm proud to say that I'm now around 53% at lvl 50. I hope I'll be able to get the rest of the 47% before I go to bed. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And.. &lt;b&gt;Ice&lt;/B&gt; got me my &lt;b&gt;Dark Penance&lt;/b&gt; and my &lt;b&gt;Green Gold-Winded Shoes&lt;/b&gt;!! Thank you so much, dearie! You're the sweetest! :D Now that I've got my full set of equipments for my current level (until lvl 60), we'll need to work out the sums for &lt;b&gt;Ice&lt;/b&gt;'s equipments when he reaches lvl 50. We're earning pretty much - 150k++ at Jr. Grupins per 2 hours (or rather, 1100 Solid Horns). I don't take much MP Elixirs now; MP Eater's really helping me a lot. Ice is the one who eats MP pots like water now. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've thought about it, and I prefer to wear a full set of Dark equipments when I reach lvl 60. So I'll be selling my &lt;b&gt;White Seraphis&lt;/b&gt;, +3 INT. I don't really remember the rest of the stats. I'll edit this post when I have it checked out. If anyone's interested, you may tag my board or whisper in-game: &lt;b&gt;Aurayuki&lt;/B&gt;. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15408692-112781066038766756?l=soaruphigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/feeds/112781066038766756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15408692&amp;postID=112781066038766756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112781066038766756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112781066038766756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/2005/10/033-halfway-up.html' title='033; halfway up'/><author><name>soaruphigh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866962541863470824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15408692.post-112781064821034164</id><published>2005-10-01T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T17:07:24.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>032; MapleBlog!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/chibisayumi.gif" align="left" width="47" height="60"&gt; I've decided to revamp this online journal of mine into a MapleBlog, which means I will only mention my adventures on Maple and only topics that are related to MapleStory will be posted here. I have decided that blogging only about real life and complaining all day about how life is unfair and how much I want to kill myself is redundant (okay, that killing myself part was abit exaggerated).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally got the chance to visit &lt;b&gt;Ossyria&lt;/b&gt; again. I kind of missed those Pixies and those Jr. Grupins. Ice and I went to Ossyria a few times in the past (when we were around lvl 40) and we got a few levels on Jr. Grupins. We even got a 60% Wand Scroll there once, and it earned us a few hundred k, close to a million. But then we decided that Ossyria was no good for us at that level, so we decided to train ourselves up more before proceeding back to Ossyria again. I'm now a lvl 50 Cleric, and Ice a lvl 47 Bandit. We should be able to handle the monsters there. I guess we'll be staying there for a long period this time. I hope those baby Grupins would drop a scroll or 2 on us again. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15408692-112781064821034164?l=soaruphigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/feeds/112781064821034164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15408692&amp;postID=112781064821034164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112781064821034164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112781064821034164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/2005/10/032-mapleblog.html' title='032; MapleBlog!!'/><author><name>soaruphigh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866962541863470824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15408692.post-112781059775029291</id><published>2005-09-30T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T22:45:46.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>031; The Myth rocked!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/kawaiibear.gif" align="left" width="83" height="88"&gt; Watched &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Myth&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; with Merrie this afternoon, and it really rocked! I think it's the &lt;b&gt;best&lt;/b&gt; project of Jackie Chan. And as we all know, Kim Hee-Seon portrays a Korean Princess who consumed an Immortal Pill that was actually meant for the Emperor (Qin Shi-Huang) and have waited for her General Meng-yi for all her life (of 2000 years). Kim See-Heon is &lt;b&gt;sooo&lt;/b&gt; beautiful!! Really, she is the envy of all girls!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From &lt;a href="http://www.empiremovies.com/movies.php?id=2679&amp;themyth.htm" target="_new"&gt;EmpireMovies.com&lt;/a&gt; website:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[&lt;/b&gt;Intrepid archeologist Jack (Jackie Chan) and ambitious scientist William (Tony Leung Ka Fai) set out on an adventure that leads them to the greatest discovery in Chinese history. Their journey starts in Dasar, India, where they stumble upon an ancient sword from the Qin Dynasty, and a magical gemstone that appears to be able to defy the force of gravity. These finds not only lead them to a mythical mausoleum, but also connects Jack to his dark past life. Through strange and provocative dreams, Jack sees himself reincarnated as Meng Yi, a general who fell for the First Emperor's beautiful consort Ok Soo (Kim Hee Seon) some 2,000 years ago. As Meng Yi commands his troops in an increasingly desperate war against rebels, he also has to battle his own inner desires in choosing between eternal love and loyalty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the present day, where the final secret of the First Emperor is about to be revealed, as the two adventurers successfully enter the Heavenly Palace - a fortress loaded with death traps and unspeakable evils. But the closer Jack comes to this precious and final truth, the more he gets lost between the past and the present.&lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I would catch another round of &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Myth&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; some time soon. It's really wonderful!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15408692-112781059775029291?l=soaruphigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/feeds/112781059775029291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15408692&amp;postID=112781059775029291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112781059775029291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112781059775029291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/2005/09/031-myth-rocked.html' title='031; The Myth rocked!!'/><author><name>soaruphigh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866962541863470824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15408692.post-112781058078721897</id><published>2005-09-28T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T17:17:46.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>030; despicable and shameless bastards.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/kawaiibear.gif" align="left" width="83" height="88"&gt; We only had lessons for half of the school day, and the rest of the time was spent in the Hall for assembly. Everyone wondered what the assembly would be about because it was really a last minute decision and we usually would have our assemblys on Tuesdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was whispering to each other in hushed voices until our Principal called out for everyone to keep quiet. She started off with telling us how important it is to love others, to love ourselves, the possibility of getting STDs when one sleeps around, etc. We sort of got the idea what the assembly would be about, but we certainly didn't expect the news to be so shocking:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A student of our school had been sexually abusing his classmate's 7-year-old sister. That guy's 18, and he's a repeat student, re-taking his O's this year. He had been having sexual activities with his friend's sister since 3 years ago, which meant that the girl was only 4 years old at that time! What's worse, the friend would always leave his sister in this guy's care whenever he went for tuition, for 4 days a week! And each time the poor girl would be sexually assaulted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The parents brought the little girl to the doctor's, and it's been confirmed that the hymen (a lining of tissues near the vagina) has been broken, by whom we all know: this despicable creep who betrayed his dear friend's trust by sexually violating his friend's 7-year-old sister. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This bastard had already been expelled from school, and would be jailed for 25 years and given 10 strokes of the cane, which I think is punishment deemed too lightly for a lowclass, dirty and disgusting prick like him. You think jailing him for 25 years and spanking his buttocks for a couple of times is enough to compensate for the traumatizing damage done to the poor girl's mind and body meh?! She might even be afraid of men in future, all thanks to these horrifying experiences with her Kor Kor's (big brother's) so-called "best friend"!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really pity the little girl, and I feel bad for her brother also. To think that his good friend would do that kind of shameless and demeaning act to his little sister! I seriously despise such people. Kao, you so desperate meh?! If really cannot tahan then go Geylang look for hookers lah! Why traumatize little innocent girls and shatter the sweet memories of their childhood with your despicable actions?! If you got the guts to do these demeaning actions, you no guts to risk your life for STDs meh?! Bei bi xiao ren!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wondered, you despicable, brainless and inconsiderate freak, how you would feel if that was done to your little sister?! I bet that didn't even cross your mind, because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) You don't have a little sister (but this choice is not considered an option, so this is out of the question)&lt;br /&gt;2) Even if you did, you couldn't care two hoots about her,&lt;br /&gt;3) You do the same thing to your sister, like what you did to your friend's, or&lt;br /&gt;4) All of the above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3" color="Red"&gt;&lt;b&gt;YOU BASTARD, YOU DESERVE TO ROT AND DIE IN HELL!!&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wha lao, damn disgusted by such people lah. To think he used to study in our school. PUI!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15408692-112781058078721897?l=soaruphigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/feeds/112781058078721897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15408692&amp;postID=112781058078721897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112781058078721897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112781058078721897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/2005/09/030-despicable-and-shameless-bastards.html' title='030; despicable and shameless bastards.'/><author><name>soaruphigh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866962541863470824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15408692.post-112781056418829592</id><published>2005-09-27T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T17:58:37.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>029; i detest people who talk behind others' backs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/kawaiibear.gif" align="left" width="83" height="88"&gt; ..Right, so now everyone knows I've got a new cellphone, so go ahead and smack me on the head, will ya? *rolls eyes* I found out that people are gossiping really &lt;em&gt;bad&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;mean&lt;/em&gt; stuff about me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They (my classmates) are saying that I &lt;em&gt;stole&lt;/em&gt; the phone. Okay, you tell me how do I steal a phone from SingTel Hello! shop? If I had that kind of knowledge I would've done that already. Well, maybe not, but heck, I don't even know how you can sneak pass all the staff, steal a carton of cellphones and walk away through the door, unnoticed. I sometimes pity myself, because I'm in a class full of uncomprehending idiots, except for a few people whom actually understand and like me for myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lishan told me that Daisy hates me because I always spend money like nobody's business, and then I always refuse to give her a treat. Hello?! Who are you to diss me for my spending ah?! My money or your money ah? Do you give me daily allowances? &lt;em&gt;No&lt;/em&gt;. Do you pay for the stuffs I buy? &lt;em&gt;No&lt;/em&gt;. It's MY money. I do what I want with my cash. Even my Mama didn't complain about my spendthrift habits. Who are you to me? Why should I treat you to &lt;em&gt;_insert_restaurant's_name_here_&lt;/em&gt;? You're not even close to me lor, so just shut your trap please. I'd appreciate it very much. *rolls eyes again*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a rude shock when I checked on my calendar this morning. My 'N' Level exams are so near, around the corner! Not to worry, I've been studying hard everyday. I've even drawn up a schedule, or better known as my study timetable (I know, only losers plan their study timetables. But I'd rather be a loser now than be a loser when I get my results!). I've also promised Mama that I'd study hard and do my best when she bought me my new cellphone. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, I've decided to post a song that I like each time I blog. Enjoy! ^^ &lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;font color="#FF3366"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Purest of Pain - Son By Four&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I didn't mean to call you&lt;br /&gt;But I couldn't fight it&lt;br /&gt;I guess I was weak and couldn't even hide it&lt;br /&gt;And so I surrender just to hear your voice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know how many times I said I'm gonna to live without you&lt;br /&gt;And maybe someone else is standing there beside you&lt;br /&gt;But there's something baby that you need to know&lt;br /&gt;That deep inside me I feel like I'm dying&lt;br /&gt;I have to see you it's all that I'm asking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, give me back my fantasies&lt;br /&gt;The courage that I need to live&lt;br /&gt;The air that I breathe&lt;br /&gt;Livin' without you, my world's become so empty&lt;br /&gt;My days are so cold and lonely&lt;br /&gt;And each night I taste the purest of pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I can tell you that I'm feeling better everyday &lt;br /&gt;that I didn't hurt when you walked away &lt;br /&gt;but to tell you the truth I can't find my way &lt;br /&gt;That deep inside me I feel like I'm dying&lt;br /&gt;I have to see you, it's all that I'm asking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, give me back my fantasies&lt;br /&gt;The courage that I need to live&lt;br /&gt;The air that I breathe&lt;br /&gt;Livin' without you, my world's become so empty&lt;br /&gt;My days are so cold and lonely&lt;br /&gt;And each night I taste the purest of pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, give me back my fantasies&lt;br /&gt;The courage that I need to live&lt;br /&gt;The air that I breathe&lt;br /&gt;Livin' without you, my world's become so empty&lt;br /&gt;My days are so cold and lonely&lt;br /&gt;And each night I taste the purest of pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, give me back my fantasies&lt;br /&gt;The courage that I need to live&lt;br /&gt;The air that I breathe&lt;br /&gt;Livin' without you, my world's become so empty&lt;br /&gt;My days are so cold and lonely&lt;br /&gt;And each night I taste the purest of pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I didn't mean to call you&lt;br /&gt;But I couldn't fight it&lt;br /&gt;I guess I was weak and couldn't even hide it&lt;br /&gt;And so I surrender just to hear your voice&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15408692-112781056418829592?l=soaruphigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/feeds/112781056418829592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15408692&amp;postID=112781056418829592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112781056418829592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112781056418829592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/2005/09/029-i-detest-people-who-talk-behind.html' title='029; i detest people who talk behind others&apos; backs.'/><author><name>soaruphigh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866962541863470824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15408692.post-112772475199788803</id><published>2005-09-26T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T19:55:15.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>028; happy, shalala~</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/kawaiibear.gif" align="left" width="83" height="88"&gt; My Mama just got me a new Nokia 6680 yesterday and yes, you didn't see wrongly: it's the very 3G phone that you're looking at. I wanted the Samsung SGH-D500C, which Zhen is currently using but it was out of stock. We went to Bugis Junction, they didn't have it but they told us that Tampines Mall might still have quite a handful left so Mama drove us there, but the SingTel staff told us that they didn't have any left. I was really disappointed though, but I guess a Nokia 66800 isn't that bad. It's said to be the best 3G phone in the market now. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to watch &lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Myth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt; so badly. My favorite Korean actress is the female lead - Kim See-Heon. She's so beautiful and elegant. Out of so many Korean actresses, I think the really outstanding ones are Kim See-Heon and Song Hye Gyo. It also stars Jackie Chan, one of my favorite actors. I think all his movies are masterpieces, and Zhen told me that &lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Myth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt; is the best film that he has ever acted in. God, now I want to watch that SOO badly!! T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also listened to &lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Endless Love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, the theme song of &lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Myth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. It's sung by Jackie Chan and Kim See-Heon and it has really touching lyrics! I think it's a really touching and soothing song. I've just got it cut out and had it stored in my cellphone using the USB cable. :P It shall be my SMS ringtone, hehe. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if no one noticed, I'm using a layout made by &lt;A href="http://www.vintage-melody.org" target="_new"&gt;Jacelyn&lt;/A&gt;. I won this layout in a spooky story contest!! Thanks so much to Jacelyn for coding it as well!! ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15408692-112772475199788803?l=soaruphigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/feeds/112772475199788803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15408692&amp;postID=112772475199788803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112772475199788803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112772475199788803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/2005/09/028-happy-shalala.html' title='028; happy, shalala~'/><author><name>soaruphigh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866962541863470824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15408692.post-112750686959408459</id><published>2005-09-24T04:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T16:47:44.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>027; finally lv50!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/kawaiibear.gif" align="left" width="83" height="88"&gt; *clears throat.. yet again*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHEM!! &lt;br /&gt;I turned lv 50 a few hours ago. I'm now wearing a Dark Golden Cirlet, Black Napolean and Dark Calaf. Full set of dark equipments. Isn't Zhen really good to me? ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is now 4:19AM and I need to get some sleep, because I think I am going bonkers - I just woke my Chinchilla up and tickled it on the stomach. The stupid animal bit me. Ouch, it hurt. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I really am losing my mind, lol. I shall go to bed now. Goodnight everybody!! *waves*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15408692-112750686959408459?l=soaruphigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/feeds/112750686959408459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15408692&amp;postID=112750686959408459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112750686959408459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112750686959408459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/2005/09/027-finally-lv50.html' title='027; finally lv50!!'/><author><name>soaruphigh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866962541863470824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15408692.post-112730806611407809</id><published>2005-09-21T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T16:48:39.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>026; all hail RAIN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/kawaiibear.gif" align="left" width="83" height="88"&gt; *clears throat* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahem. *counts on her fingers..* It's been almost a week since I last blogged. Why, why am I such a lazy ass?! No!! I've just been busy playing Maple and falling sick. My MapleSEA character (&lt;b&gt;Aurayuki&lt;/b&gt;) turned level 48 on Saturday and she's now wearing a Dark Calaf. My dear Zhen bought me a Dark Golden Circlet and now I'm striving hard to make Aurayuki level 50 (because the level requirement to wear the Circlet is 50), so that she will look absolutely gorgeous with the Circlet and the Calaf. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama borrowed the &lt;b&gt;Full House&lt;/b&gt; VCD from Auntie Cindy and it rocked the house! Since we will have to return the VCD sooner or later, I'll try to make Mama buy one for me so that I can drool over &lt;b&gt;RAIN&lt;/b&gt; (male lead of Full House, portraying as Li Yingzai, the famous movie star) and doodle all over Song Hye Gyo's pictures in magazines as I flip through them while feeling jealous. Don't get me wrong: I do NOT dislike Song Hye Gyo. I think she's really beautiful and can act really well, but the mere thought of her acting (and having fun) with Rain makes me jealous, that's it. Yes, that is all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought Rain's album yesterday and it cost me a limb! It's imported from Korea and includes a CD, a DVD, giant poster (and I really mean GIANT), postcards, lyrics book, pictures book and a water bottle with Rain's picture and signature on it. All these for &lt;b&gt;$26.90&lt;/b&gt;!!! I find this very reasonable, extremely worth the price!! Not really actually, I was just making myself feel better, but hey!! It's RAIN!! Ya know, &lt;b&gt;RAIN&lt;/b&gt;!! The super handsome and ultra muscular guy in the Korean drama Full House!!! &lt;br /&gt;*Note: Rain is one of the very few Korean actors whom I actually find attractive, so yeah.. all hail Rain!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Shan's house after shopping at Bishan Junction 8. Maybe it was the Pasta at PastaMania, or the Banana Pizza that we had, I had gastric pains while we were studying. I wanted to ask her something about the Maths question that I couldn't solve and I felt pangs of pain in my stomach. I was semi-unconcious and Shan freaked out. She called Mama and Mama brought me to the hospital. I was allowed to leave soon after (not very soon actually, I got home at around 11 PM I think), when the doctor said I was fine and I just had too much food that was too strong for my body to take. I wasn't really feeling very well already, but I went to eat heaty foods like Pasta and Pizza. Mama said, "serves you right." I know, I deserved it. Yeah, yes.. yup.. STOP HARPING ON IT ALREADY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Zhen was really worried, but he wasn't free to chat with me so I hung up and went to bed. He called me this morning and we chatted for awhile on my way to school. He's now keeping silent as he listens to me typing away on my keyboard, updating my blog. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall go now, because I can hear my bed talking to me. It's saying "come to me, come.. Come to me..." It's beckoning me towards it and I can't resist any longer! And oh, before I go, I would like to proudly announce to the whole world that I'VE STARTED STUDYING!! I will definitely pass my 'N' Levels, if I continue to work this hard, though only on weekdays - I'll play on weekends! What, you think I study 24 hours one meh?! No need to rest lah, like that?!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15408692-112730806611407809?l=soaruphigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/feeds/112730806611407809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15408692&amp;postID=112730806611407809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112730806611407809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112730806611407809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/2005/09/026-all-hail-rain.html' title='026; all hail RAIN!'/><author><name>soaruphigh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866962541863470824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15408692.post-112679960471302450</id><published>2005-09-15T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T16:49:00.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>025; long update~</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/kawaiibear.gif" align="left" width="83" height="88"&gt; Wow, if I didn't suddenly remember, I'd forgotten that I still have a blog to maintain. XD I've been busy with Maple nowadays and I'm now 25% at level 45!! I swear I'll get to level 48 and I'll get to wear my Dark Calaf on Saturday. I'll do power-levelling!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I forgot to inform you guys about my Mama's condition. She went to get her report on her full body check-up last friday and she's NOT sufferring from Brain Cancer, or any other Cancer, thank God for that. Mama's been having those symptoms because she's over-exhausted and over-stressed. The doctor prescribed Mama some sleeping pills in order to help her rest better and she's been feeling much, much better now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family problems are also getting better now. I think my uncle won't be declared bankrupt anytime soon, but then it's still too early to be heaving sighs of relief. I'm helping out with the Management whenever I can, so that I can get to know more about the company and this area of travel business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll be giving up Journalism and go for Tourism. Although I'd love to be a full-time Journalist, I don't think I have a choice to take it, because I have to take over Mama's position in the company - My cousins have too take over their parents' jobs too. Sylwein wasn't allowed to become Lawyer, because his Dad said so. But that was his dream. He was devastated. But I guess all the kids in our family haven't got any other choice. Besides, Mama agreed to let me be a part-time Journalist. She knows that I want to do Journalism full-time, but that isn't really possible now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'd do well in Tourism too. Mama and her colleagues say that I have inherited the "gift" from her. Perhaps, being in the Tourism business was what I was meant to be, afterall. Perhaps Tourism would be the most suitable job for me. Perhaps it's because I love to travel as well. Perhaps.. I didn't have a choice. Perhaps, my path has been chosen for me, the very second that I was born, wailing into this world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15408692-112679960471302450?l=soaruphigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/feeds/112679960471302450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15408692&amp;postID=112679960471302450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112679960471302450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112679960471302450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/2005/09/025-long-update.html' title='025; long update~'/><author><name>soaruphigh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866962541863470824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15408692.post-112624359659399299</id><published>2005-09-09T08:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T16:49:35.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>024; no title lah!! &gt;.&lt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/kawaiibear.gif" align="left" width="83" height="88"&gt; Ahhh!! Somebody PLEASE slap me! I missed out IT (Incredible Tales, Chinese) last night!! I thought it would be aired at 9:30PM but when I checked I-Weekly, it was at 9:00PM! How could I have made such a mistake. Because of my dumbness I missed out the first episode. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I made a joint blog for me and Zhen because I just felt I had to. Zhen didn't seem to welcome the idea very much, but no matter! I will make him. It will just contain some feelings and thoughts.. Click &lt;a href="http://por--siempre.blogspot.com" target="_new"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to visit it. Tag if you want to, but that blog is also using the same tagboard as this blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. so, I will be making up a wishlist soon, and if anyone feels generous or you can feel your generosity burst, PLEASE do not try to hide it. BUY ME THE IPOD NANO!! You know you want to!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15408692-112624359659399299?l=soaruphigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/feeds/112624359659399299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15408692&amp;postID=112624359659399299' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112624359659399299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112624359659399299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/2005/09/024-no-title-lah.html' title='024; no title lah!! &gt;.&lt;'/><author><name>soaruphigh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866962541863470824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15408692.post-112616285968707671</id><published>2005-09-08T12:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T16:50:42.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>023; I MUST OWN AN IPOD NANO!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/kawaiibear.gif" align="left" width="83" height="88"&gt; OH&lt;br /&gt;MY&lt;br /&gt;FREAKING&lt;br /&gt;GOD!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/ipodnano/" target="_new"&gt;I MUST MAKE THIS &lt;b&gt;iPod NANO&lt;/b&gt; MINE&lt;/a&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes the so-called latest "iPod Mini" look so mediocre. From the website, it says: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[&lt;/strong&gt;Take everything you love about iPod and shrink it. Now shrink it again. With 2GB (500 songs) and 4GB (1,000 songs) models starting at $199, the pencil-thin iPod nano packs the entire iPod experience into an impossibly small design. So small, it will take your music places you never dreamed of.&lt;strong&gt;]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want the black color iPod Nano!! It looks sooo good, so much better than the normal iPod shuffles, iPods or iPod Minis or whatever else there is. It has a color screen resolution too!! Omg, I MUST have this!! Ever since I lost my iPod Mini I havent got around to getting myself a good MP3 Player - I can't find one that I really liked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this iPod Nano has caught my attention. I'm gonna make up a wishlist soon and you can be very sure that iPod Nano will be on the top of the list. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15408692-112616285968707671?l=soaruphigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/feeds/112616285968707671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15408692&amp;postID=112616285968707671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112616285968707671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112616285968707671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/2005/09/023-i-must-own-ipod-nano.html' title='023; I MUST OWN AN IPOD NANO!!'/><author><name>soaruphigh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866962541863470824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15408692.post-112608747155641078</id><published>2005-09-07T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T16:50:59.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>022; those were the days~</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/kawaiibear.gif" align="left" width="83" height="88"&gt; Okay, so I just got home a few minutes ago and the first thing I did when I got into my room was to throw myself on my comfortable armchair. Because my mum was too busy to drive me to Beach Road (to collect my new glasses), I had to make my way there myself! So I got Melissa to go with me and we somehow made our way there without getting lost. Mind you, I have a &lt;b&gt;very&lt;/B&gt; (yes, with &lt;b&gt;bold&lt;/b&gt; letters) bad sense of direction and I almost lose my way everywhere I go, unless there's someone accompanying me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, this is my first time going to Beach Road without Momie (my mummy, as I sometimes call her), who will usually drive me there because I don't know the way, and dear Momie was SO proud of me when I finally got there (after a whole hour of groping around Lavender MRT Station), BECAUSE I ACTUALLY DIDN'T GET LOST! She was telling me that "thank God darling, that you made it there safely. I kept looking at my phone expecting you to call - I was SO sure that you would lose your way!!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new glasses fitted me perfectly - I'd upload some photos tomorrow if I have the time. I'm just too lazy to take pictures of my glasses now. Anyway, Meli and I travelled back and stopped at Bishan Junction 8 to have lunch. I ordered American Chicken Chops, and the name suited it perfectly - American size, I meant. It was a HUGE plate, but it's no problem to me, as many of you know that I am a pig having the stomach of a cow (*note: cows have 4 stomachs, if you didn't already know).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took the bus and when we alighted, we saw our old primary school building. Tears begin to fill our eyes as we thought of all the memories that were thrown at the back of our head for the last 5 years (okay, I lied about the tears part, but hey, we DO miss our school!). We were both from &lt;b&gt;Chong Shan Primary School&lt;/b&gt; and when our school merged with Townsville Primary School, our school building was used as a temporary shelter for Teck Ghee Primary School students (because their new school building was in the process of constructing). Chong Shan was then gone, the only sign of this school was that it ever existed in the memories of its students. Me and Meli were one of the students of the last batch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked down the cement-paved walkway into the premises of the school, and as memories came flooding back into my mind, I decided to take a few pictures of its current state, although it kind of saddened me to look at it now.. (click on them to enlarge)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how the school building looks like, from the old school carpark. It still looks about the same, just that it's more run-down now, since no one ever takes care of it anymore...&lt;centeR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/Csps1.jpg" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/csps1small.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/centeR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends and I used to play 'Cats and Mice' on these planks of wood which used to be our Inclined Pull-Up Station. I still remember I would always be one of the Cats because I would always lose my footing and land on the grass. And when I did, everyone would shout "Fei mei diao xia lai liao!" (which, loosely translated into English, is - "Fat girl drop down already!") - I was really plump in my Primary School days and everyone called me 'Fei Mei', lol.&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/Csps11.jpg" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/csps11small.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/centeR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to love to take off my shoes (and socks) to walk on this patch of soft grass. It feels really good and I remember I was always punished by my teacher because no one was supposed to step on it!!&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/Csps13.jpg" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/csps13small.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the "Middle Garden" as we called it. It was situated in the middle of the school walkway and I was incharge of watering the plants on Fridays. I remembered that I had NEVER forgot to water the plants, because I had a crush on this boy from the next class who was on duty together with me, lol!! &lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/Csps12.jpg" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/csps12small.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* Those were the days when no one worried about exams, when everyone only worried about not having enough people to play 'Catching' with. I've lost contact with most of my Primary School friends. Meli and Lynette are the only ones whom I'm keeping in contact with until now. I'm thinking of getting everyones' contact numbers and then we can organise a BBQ session in the premises of our old school. It seems a little close to impossible, but hey!! I guess I can always give it a try. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15408692-112608747155641078?l=soaruphigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/feeds/112608747155641078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15408692&amp;postID=112608747155641078' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112608747155641078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112608747155641078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/2005/09/022-those-were-days.html' title='022; those were the days~'/><author><name>soaruphigh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866962541863470824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15408692.post-112605448655171636</id><published>2005-09-07T08:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T16:51:18.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>021; Love Quiz?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/kawaiibear.gif" align="left" width="83" height="88"&gt; I just came across a Love Quiz and did it myself. The results were pretty satisfactory. You all should try it too, it tells you how think about love and what it means to you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;1.You are walking to your boy/girlfriend's house.There are two roads to get there. One is a straight path to take you there quickly, but very boring. The other is significantly longer but is full of wonderful sights and interesting things. Which one do you take to get to your significant other's house, the shorter route or the longer route?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;My ans:&lt;/b&gt; The longer route.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. On the way you see two rose bushes. One is full of red roses, the other full of white. You decide to pick 20 roses for your boy/girlfriend of any one color or two color combination. What number of white and/or red do you pick?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;My ans:&lt;/b&gt; All red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. You finally get to their house. A family member answers the door. You can have the family member get your boy/girlfriend or go get them yourself. Which do you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;My ans:&lt;/b&gt; Get him myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. You go up to your boy/girlfriend's room, but nobody is there. You decide to leave the roses behind. Do you leave them by the window sill or on the bed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;My ans:&lt;/b&gt; Leave them on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Later, it's time for bed. You and your boy/girlfriend sleep in separate rooms. In the morning when it's time to wake up, you go into his/her room and check on him/her. When you arrive, do you prefer him/her to be awake or asleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;My ans:&lt;/b&gt; Asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Now it's time to go back home. Do you take the short, plain or the long but more interesting road?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;My ans:&lt;/b&gt; The longer route.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meaning Of Love Quiz--------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The road represents your attitude towards falling in love.&lt;br /&gt;You chose the short road - you fall in love quickly and easily.&lt;br /&gt;You chose the long road - you make sure your other half is someone you truly love and you take your time to fall in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The number of red roses represents how much you give in are relationship, while the number of white represents what you expect in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. This question represents your attitude towards handling relationship problems.&lt;br /&gt;You like to get the person yourself - you are a more direct person and like to work out problems immediately.&lt;br /&gt;You asked the family member to get your significant other - you like to avoid problems and hope that they will solve themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The placement of the roses determines how much you want to see your boy/girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;You want to place the roses on the bed - you want to see him/her all the time.&lt;br /&gt;You want to place the roses by the window sill - you are alright with not seeing him/her much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. This represents your attitude towards his/her personality.&lt;br /&gt;You prefer the person to be asleep - you love the person as the ways he/she is.&lt;br /&gt;You prefer the person to be awake - you expect the person to change for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. The road to home tells how long you stay in love with someone.&lt;br /&gt;You chose the longer road - you will tend to stay in love for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;You chose the short road - you fall out of love easily.&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, I chose the long route when I was walking to the house because I thought I could take some pictures of the scenery along the way, and the long route back as well because I could take the pictures of some things I missed when I was going there. My friend chose the short route because he wanted to reach there quickly. So I guess.. It isn't that accurate anyway? Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as for the roses, I thought the bed would be the most eye-catching place to put the roses on? &lt;b&gt;Anyone&lt;/b&gt; would choose the bed lah, of course... What if the roses fall out of the window if you put it on the window sill?! zzz. -_-"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15408692-112605448655171636?l=soaruphigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/feeds/112605448655171636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15408692&amp;postID=112605448655171636' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112605448655171636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112605448655171636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/2005/09/021-love-quiz.html' title='021; Love Quiz?'/><author><name>soaruphigh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866962541863470824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15408692.post-112600437546562961</id><published>2005-09-06T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T16:51:36.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>020; a string of happenings</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/kawaiibear.gif" align="left" width="83" height="88"&gt; I'll be collecting my glasses tomorrow!! I can't wait to see how I'll look like with my brand new purple plastic frame glasses!! I hope I'd look like a nerd - because one look and you'll know I'm not the study type, so I seriously need plastic-framed glasses to at least make myself look like a student who scores straight-As (even though everyone knows I don't, but hey! At least I'm making the effort to disguise).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came back from my 'date' with my 'N' Level Social Studies exam a few hours ago (also feeling rather happy too) and I can tell you it went well. Very well, in fact. This is the first time I managed to write so much (1 whole page for each question) and I used the 1 hour 30 minutes fully. I'm confident that I'll be able to pass this with flying colours. I'm sure mum will be happy to see this. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to &lt;B&gt;*Shan&lt;/B&gt;'s place to get some Mangas from her to pass my holidays and we talked for quite a bit. We were talking about relationships until.. She raised the topic of &lt;b&gt;incesity&lt;/B&gt; (incest). Shan says she's "going out" with her cousin who's 3 years her senior (going out as in, being in a relationship), and since he's her maternal uncle's son, she asked me if it's correct. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if both parties love each other, why not? But I don't think it's morally right, though. This is a 50-50 situation, because I've heard of cousins marrying each other every now and then. But then I think they are sort of related to each other, because Shan has her mother's blood while her cousin (&lt;b&gt;*Jack&lt;/b&gt;) has his father's blood, and Jack's father being Shan's maternal uncle, I guess they have each other's blood? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shan also told me that the both of them have 'made out' (as in, done extra stuff.. you don't need me to elaborate!), and if cousin-marriages weren't allowed, it'd be incest!! She's also afraid that their future kids might have 3 eyes or 4 ears or something (deformed lah).. I don't think that will happen because they're not directly related to each other?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've even heard of this couple who had 3 kids and they happen to be siblings! The both of them were seperated when they were young because of the war that was going on then, and they got reunited years later (no thanks to the police) AFTER they had gotten married, AFTER they had kids!! Their kids were 'normal' and there weren't any defects. So I guess, same-blood marriages won't result in deformed children as well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;*Names have been changed to protect the identity of the above-mentioned parties.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sighs deeply* Things are happening to my family and I can't tell you that it's good. I think there are more to come and that it might be worse. First my family's on the verge of bankruptcy and it might affect me and mum. I (accidentally) came across a doctor letter of her's and I peeked inside. I know I wasn't supposed to, but I want to know what's happening to my dear mother. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear mum &lt;u&gt;might&lt;/u&gt; be suffering from Brain Cancer. It's just the doctor's assumption and it has not been confirmed. In the letter it says that the results of the full body check-up my mum went for will be ready on Friday and she is to make an appointment to collect it on that day. I've talked to dear mum about it and she's taking it pretty easy (I hope). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was dumbfounded and I was shocked. Why would my mother - being such a kind lady - will contract such a disease? It might be hereditary because my grandfather had Brain Cancer too. But he died of an accident, so the cancer did not kill him. But then again, it has not yet been confirmed, so I'm having this hope that the doctor's assumptions might be wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if the doctor guessed it right, with the advancements in Medical and Life Sciences, I'm sure mum will be cured. And I'm also sure that God will bless her, because she is such a nice, caring and kind lady, who cares so much for her child's material needs even when she's close to becoming a penniless woman. Why would God not help a lady like her?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15408692-112600437546562961?l=soaruphigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/feeds/112600437546562961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15408692&amp;postID=112600437546562961' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112600437546562961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112600437546562961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/2005/09/020-string-of-happenings.html' title='020; a string of happenings'/><author><name>soaruphigh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866962541863470824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15408692.post-112590638929118739</id><published>2005-09-05T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T16:52:07.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>019; i love FOOD &amp; glasses!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/kawaiibear.gif" align="left" width="83" height="88"&gt; Well okay.. I just woke up from a 2 hour nap and I now feel sooo refreshed!! &lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/cool.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with my Mummy yesterday and I jumped at the chance to get a new pair of glasses. My degree went up [again!! &lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/omg.gif" border=0&gt;] by about 50 degrees and so I need new lenses and new frames. I chose a sorta dark-purpled colored plastic frame and I loved it! &lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/love.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my lenses, I got the optician to make it ultra-thin so that it won't feel heavy, anti-UV and yadda yadda yadda... I'll be collecting it on Wednesday and I can't wait to wear it! &lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/glad.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt; I love glasses and I'll have 4 to my name when I get this one!! I'll post up a pic of it when I get it. &lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/cool.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mummy also brought me to &lt;a href="http://www.orchardhotel.com.sg" target="_new"&gt;Orchard Hotel&lt;/A&gt; to have dinner last night and &lt;B&gt;THE FOOD WAS SUPERB&lt;/B&gt;!! &lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/yum.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt; They have really HUGE and fresh prawns! When I say huge, I really mean &lt;b&gt;HUGE&lt;/B&gt;. They tasted really good too! I could feel the juice of the prawn when I bite into it.. Yum yum yum!! &lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/yum.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt; We were there for about 2 hours and I was eating throughout that period!! I ate like 20 prawns - Each time I went to get food I took like 5 prawns and I went for the prawns 5 times. Everything was really good - their choclate cake rocked. It tasted bitter and that is what I call &lt;b&gt;REAL CHOCOLATE&lt;/B&gt;. &lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/yes.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw &lt;a href="http://superstar.channelu.com.sg/project/male08.htm" target="_neW"&gt;Jason Tan Kok Khian&lt;/A&gt; when I was on my way home earlier. I asked him if he was Jason, and he said yeah. He saw my file [I had put the lyrics of &lt;b&gt;Hong Jun Yang - Guardian Angel&lt;/B&gt; on the front] and he asked me if I liked Jun Yang. I said yes and he said that Jun Yang's a very nice person, &lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/lol.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason actually looks quite good-looking, he looks even better when he smiles. Lishan asked me if I got his autograph, &lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/lol.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt; Why would I want Jason's autograph? I want &lt;b&gt;Jun Yang&lt;/b&gt;'s!! But anyway, I SHOULD have asked him for a few.. Then I can sell them to Jason fans, muahahaha!!! &lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/cheeky.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15408692-112590638929118739?l=soaruphigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/feeds/112590638929118739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15408692&amp;postID=112590638929118739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112590638929118739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112590638929118739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/2005/09/019-i-love-food-glasses.html' title='019; i love FOOD &amp; glasses!!'/><author><name>soaruphigh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866962541863470824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15408692.post-112580295298953450</id><published>2005-09-04T10:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T15:44:15.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>018; -.-"</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/kawaiibear.gif" align="left" width="83" height="88"&gt; I just finished chatting with my cousin Daniel on MSN and I realized, to my horror, that he's no longer the Daniel I know. He's become such an angry kid and he complains about everything in the universe and how much he hates everybody. &lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/huh.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was dumbfounded... What had happened to the Daniel I've always known? When I met him early this year [for Chinese New Year] he wasn't so angsty. In fact, he was still cherry and bubbly and he cracked everyone up with his jokes. What caused the drastic change in my favorite cousin whom I've always loved and doted on? &lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/sad.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He refused to tell me. He used to tell me &lt;B&gt;everything&lt;/b&gt;. He had changed into an entirely different person - keeping things to himself. He was not like that. The old Daniel preferred to share his problems instead of bottling it up inside. &lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/sad.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... I'm gonna get a new pair of glasses!! &lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/laugh.gif" border=0&gt; I have a fetish for glasses recently and I now own 4 pairs of specs. Looking like a nerd is the trend now.. So I'll be getting plastic-framed glasses. Hopefully I'll return home with something dark purple. &lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/glad.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15408692-112580295298953450?l=soaruphigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/feeds/112580295298953450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15408692&amp;postID=112580295298953450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112580295298953450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112580295298953450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/2005/09/018.html' title='018; -.-&quot;'/><author><name>soaruphigh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866962541863470824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15408692.post-112566562846237616</id><published>2005-09-02T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T15:44:39.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>017; happy birthday dearie!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/kawaiibear.gif" align="left" width="83" height="88"&gt;  &lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="4"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR!!!&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear Zhen is 18 now!! Right, so now you can watch M18-movies [LAND OF THE DEAD], buy cigarettes, buy liquor/beer/alcohol [okay, wine is fine as it improves blood circulation] and blablabla..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But please do remember that I do not like my guy to become an alcoholic or an addicted smoker, nor do I like my boyfriend to become someone who's addicted to M18-movies, so &lt;B&gt;if you buy cigarettes or alcohol&lt;/B&gt; [like I said, wine is fine with me]&lt;b&gt;, or watch excessive M18-movies, &lt;u&gt;I WILL KILL YOU&lt;/U&gt;.&lt;/B&gt; [*Note: please do take note of underlined words.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No excuses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="4"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway.. &lt;br /&gt;I've been going through &lt;a href="http://superstar.channelu.com.sg/project/female08.htm" target="_new"&gt;Kelly&lt;/A&gt;'s and &lt;a href="http://superstar.channelu.com.sg/project/male10.htm" target="_new"&gt;Wei lian&lt;/a&gt;'s messageboards and I seriously can't help but laugh to myself. And at those WL fans of course. &lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/laugh.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am &lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt; a Wei Lian fan and I've never been one, so you can't say his singing touched my heart. The only contestans whose voices touched my heart are: &lt;a href="http://superstar.channelu.com.sg/project/male04.htm" target="_new"&gt;Jun Yang&lt;/a&gt; [oh how much I love him! I was certainly depressed when he was booted off &lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/cry.gif" border=0&gt;], &lt;a href="http://superstar.channelu.com.sg/project/male03.htm" target="_new"&gt;Derrick&lt;/A&gt; [I love that mature voice of his and of course, his cuteness!! &lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/love.gif" border=0&gt;], &lt;a href="http://superstar.channelu.com.sg/project/female03.htm" target="_new"&gt;Sin Huey&lt;/A&gt; [beautiful voice with femininity &lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/oh.gif" border=0&gt;] and &lt;a href="http://superstar.channelu.com.sg/project/female08.htm" target="_new"&gt;Kelly&lt;/A&gt; [she gives me the feeling like she's already a SuperStar &lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/cool.gif" border=0&gt;]. Well I really like &lt;a href="http://superstar.channelu.com.sg/project/female07.htm" target="_new"&gt;Chanel&lt;/A&gt; too, but her voice lacked power so I kinda thought she wouldn't make it in.. And I was right. She got booted off at the Revival Round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, back to the topic: Everyone's whining about how unfair it is for Wei Lian because the "Duo Ming song" was actually made to force the weaknesses of the contestant's out, but Kelly's was made to let her "show her power". Goddammit, can't anyone see where the &lt;b&gt;greatest&lt;/B&gt; unfairness comes from?! &lt;b&gt;KELLY DID SO MUCH BETTER THAN WEI LIAN AND SHE LOST!!&lt;/B&gt; It's like, what the heck? &lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/angry.gif" border=0&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And let me say this again [about the 'Duo Ming song']: When Li Weisong said, "I know Kelly can sing very well, this song would enable her to show her power", he meant that he knew Kelly would perform this song well. He also stressed that there would be a lot of twists and turns in the music. Kelly's biggest problem is her tempo, and Quan Yifeng also said that if the contestants did well for this "Duo Ming song", it would be wonderful. Wei Lian didn't do as well, but Kelly performed it perfectly. That's why Li Weisong said that the song was made for her to 'fa hui'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, Wei Lian won, so why are his fans whining about that god-damn song when Kelly fans are keeping quiet about her loss [when she should rightfully be the winner?!]. This world is ironic, I tell you. &lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/confused.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, what is this? Project SuperStar? Like in my previous entry dated 2 weeks back: They seriously should change the name to &lt;b&gt;Singapore's Favorite Star&lt;/B&gt; instead. No kidding. Wei Lian fans, stop whining about that damn song. Your idol won anyway [when he shouldn't], so just shut up and go congratulate yourselves or whatever. &lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/doh.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you didn't like my post, it's not like I care. If you were rationale about this whole thing you would've known that Kelly DID do better. &lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/angry.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I'm feeling hungry now. I guess I should go down and buy myself some breakfast. &lt;B&gt;FOOOOOOOOOOOOD&lt;/B&gt;!!! Yes, I'm a pig, I know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1" color="#FF6699"&gt;P/S: Okay, I wrote this entry this morning [3rd Sept, 9:15AM] but I put the date and time as 2nd Sept, 11:59PM because I had wanted to wish my dearie a "Happy Birthday" on my blog; I had also wanted to rant about the Kelly-Wei Lian thing, but I was too tired and lazy, so I wrote this entry today.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15408692-112566562846237616?l=soaruphigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/feeds/112566562846237616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15408692&amp;postID=112566562846237616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112566562846237616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112566562846237616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/2005/09/017-happy-birthday-dearie.html' title='017; happy birthday dearie!!'/><author><name>soaruphigh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866962541863470824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15408692.post-112556417880927447</id><published>2005-09-01T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T15:55:16.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>016; on the verge of bankruptcy..</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/kawaiibear.gif" align="left" width="83" height="88"&gt; My family's business is going through a crisis right now. &lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/cry.gif" border=0&gt; My eldest uncle had run up huge debts and we're all trying to help him. My mum says she already used up most of her money to help the company, but still, it might not be enough. &lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/sad.gif" border=0&gt; There's a possibility that my uncle would go bankrupt. And when that happens, everyone in the family will be affected, including my aunties, uncles, even my mum and I. &lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/cry.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't do anything to help my mum at all and this makes me feel so bad, so guilty, so useless. &lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/sad.gif" border=0&gt; This had been going on for nearly a month and I had no idea about it at all. My mum had kept it from me because she didn't want me to worry. &lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/cry.gif" border=0&gt; I was really touched when she hugged me and cried, saying "I might not be able to give you the best from now on. Mummy's really going through a hard time." &lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/sad.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother still worries about me even at this time, when our family's on the verge of bankruptcy. I do &lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt; need to have the best food or the best clothes. &lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/no.gif" border=0&gt; I'll stand by my mum when she needs me. I'm glad that I have such a caring mother, even though she vents her frustrations on me sometimes. But I know she loves me. What she said to me already proved it. &lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/smile.gif" border=0&gt; I can't help much, but at least I can listen to her, massage her shoulders for her, or even help out at the company. I have some working experience there, I should be able to handle simple work. &lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/smile.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must be strong; I must not let my mother down. I'll help her with what I can, I will never leave her to fend for herself. I believe, as long as we continue to work hard, we will get everything settled. Unity is Strength. &lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/wink.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15408692-112556417880927447?l=soaruphigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/feeds/112556417880927447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15408692&amp;postID=112556417880927447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112556417880927447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112556417880927447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/2005/09/016-on-verge-of-bankruptcy.html' title='016; on the verge of bankruptcy..'/><author><name>soaruphigh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866962541863470824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15408692.post-112546312027158156</id><published>2005-08-31T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T15:55:52.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>015; happy teachers' day!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/kawaiibear.gif" align="left" width="83" height="88"&gt; No lessons today, had a Teachers' Day celebration in the hall and our school dismissed us early today. &lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/glad.gif" border=0&gt; I got home at around 10AM, watched the &lt;b&gt;Initial D&lt;/b&gt; movie on VCD which I borrowed from Shan. &lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/smile.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished watching it and it wasn't exactly a masterpiece - it had no storyline, Jay Chou's [Takumi Fujiwara] acting totally sucked &lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/eek.gif" border=0&gt; and the only thing I liked about this movie was that it featured &lt;B&gt;Edison Chen&lt;/B&gt; [Ryousuke Takahashi]. &lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/doh.gif" border=0&gt; I've always had a thing for Edison Chen, and I preferred Ryousuke to Takumi. So yeah, I wasn't exactly disappointed.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Initial D&lt;/B&gt; didn't even have a proper ending! It just showed Takumi calling Ryousuke up saying that he would join his Racing Team and that's the end!! &lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/blank.gif" border=0&gt; From the start of the movie till the end, I STILL don't know what's the point of that story. There wasn't even a story! It's just like.. A scene cut out from a storybook. &lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/doh.gif" border=0&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And being the lead actor, &lt;B&gt;Jay Chou can't act at all&lt;/B&gt;! I prefer him going back to his oh-so-cool mumblings of his so-called 'songs'. &lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/dead.gif" border=0&gt; He would do so much better. Acting just isn't for him. &lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/confused.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... Tomorrow's the actual Teachers' Day and there's no school for us!! &lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/laugh.gif" border=0&gt; I can finally sleep in late, and I can stay up into the wee hours of the morning!! &lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/laugh.gif" border=0&gt; And oh, to all teachers: &lt;B&gt;Happy Teachers' Day&lt;/B&gt;!! &lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/cool.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15408692-112546312027158156?l=soaruphigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/feeds/112546312027158156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15408692&amp;postID=112546312027158156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112546312027158156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112546312027158156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/2005/08/015-happy-teachers-day.html' title='015; happy teachers&apos; day!!'/><author><name>soaruphigh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866962541863470824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15408692.post-112539418830148289</id><published>2005-08-30T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T15:56:18.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>014; /yawn</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/kawaiibear.gif" align="left" width="83" height="88"&gt; I've been feeling really restless and tired nowadays. Even sitting infront of the computer and doing nothing makes me feel tired. I feel tired in &lt;B&gt;everything&lt;/b&gt; I do. *gets all paranoid* &lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/huh.gif" border=0&gt; am I down with an incurable disease?! Nuuuu!!! &lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/tt.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched an episode of &lt;b&gt;Phua Chu Kang&lt;/b&gt; today about Civil Defence and basically the whole show was about Margaret [Tan Kheng Hua] wanting Chu Kang [Gurmit Singh] to build a Bomb Shelter. And then there's also this thing about Rosie's [Irene Ang] mother having a thing for guys in uniform, and that was why her mother married her Dad - who was a Postman, &lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/laugh.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was kind of funny, and really lame. Finally, we have a different assembly. Our usual assemblies comprises of our Principal nagging at us for our discipline or our conduct, or there'd be some speakers from outside speaking to us about dealing with stress during exam periods - we've had five of these already. I wish the school would play Phua Chu Kang sitcoms every assembly. &lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/yes.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;B&gt;know&lt;/b&gt; I've promised to upload the Jun Yang videos that I have, but the Savefile.com servers are refusing to cooperate!! &lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/angry.gif" border=0&gt; Each time I try to upload a video I get this "disconnected from server" error. How do you expect me to upload the files if there is a problem with the savefile.com servers?! I do &lt;b&gt;NOT&lt;/b&gt; own the server, I do &lt;b&gt;NOT&lt;/b&gt; know how to fix it!! So why can't you people just for goodness' sake &lt;B&gt;WAIT&lt;/B&gt;?! &lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/angry.gif" border=0&gt; I do understand your frustrations; and I hope you understand mine too. I've got ALOT of emails [46 currently &lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/doh.gif" border=0&gt;, and counting] in my inbox asking me when I will be able to upload the videos. I am trying to upload them everyday; so please stop bombarding me with one-sentence emails. &lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/angry.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm gonna go get a nap now or something.. I don't feel extremely well and my eyelids are drooping..&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/yawn.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15408692-112539418830148289?l=soaruphigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/feeds/112539418830148289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15408692&amp;postID=112539418830148289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112539418830148289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112539418830148289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/2005/08/014-yawn.html' title='014; /yawn'/><author><name>soaruphigh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866962541863470824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15408692.post-112530537494571469</id><published>2005-08-29T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T15:56:45.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>013; KFC = finger lickin' good</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/kawaiibear.gif" align="left" width="83" height="88"&gt; Just like what they say on the advertisements, and you couldn't be wrong - KFC = Finger Lickin' Good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to KFC after school with Lishan, and we kind of talked alot. She was telling me about her problems with our classmates. They didn't really like her because of some MSN misunderstandings. I didn't know what to say to Lishan, so I just kept quiet and listened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we quickly turned our attention back to the chicken. It was SO good, I could taste the 'juice' of the chicken when I bit into the drumstick. I LOVE their crispy chickens - the skin's just so crunchy!! KFC still remains as my favorite fastfood restaurant, though it's a bit pricey, but it was money well-spent. I don't mind spending a few bucks more over KFC than MacDonald's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were at KFC for about 1 and a half hours, and then we headed over to buy Rotiboy. I love their coffee roti - it smells so heavenly. I bought 2, and we went to 7-11 to get those long slurpee shox [is that how you call it?] thingy for $2.50 each. We both got blue bottles and I filled mine with Green Apple slurpee while Lishan got the pink-coloured one [I don't know what that's called]. Went to a comic shop, and I made some orders for a few Mangas that I'm currently collecting. The uncle says he'll call me on my cellphone when my Mangas have arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news!! I got 87/100 for my Chinese Mock Exam! That's an A1 in 'O' Level standard, not to say that I'll be sitting for my N's. My teacher says she's going to expect me to do well, because the actual government exam will be much easier. Now I'm going to worry for my English. I had difficulties trying to comprehend the comprehension passage; I just hope I'll get a B3 or something.. T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15408692-112530537494571469?l=soaruphigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/feeds/112530537494571469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15408692&amp;postID=112530537494571469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112530537494571469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112530537494571469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/2005/08/013-kfc-finger-lickin-good.html' title='013; KFC = finger lickin&apos; good'/><author><name>soaruphigh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866962541863470824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15408692.post-112523825341285040</id><published>2005-08-28T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T15:57:06.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>012; i hate KPOs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/kawaiibear.gif" align="left" width="83" height="88"&gt; Went out with my mum and her friend today. Our initial intention was find out more about certain cellphone plans that would enable me to use alot of SMS, as well as have incoming calls free. I noticed this new plan for students [click &lt;a href="http://home.singtel.com/student/mobile.htm" target="_new"&gt;here&lt;/A&gt;], and I was SO close to persuading my mum that this plan would definitely be enough for me... And then her good friend had to butt in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't get her anymore plans. She would surely use it uncontrollably. Get her a hi-Card, you just give her $30 to reload every month, and if she finishes all the credit, then get her to pay for it herself." WTF? I seriously detest this bitch. She is always psycho-ing my mum NOT to get me anything good. Like what the hell? It's ME who's gonna use this dumb plan, I already said I would freaking hell pay for it myself. Why the heck should you butt in? &lt;b&gt;No thanks to this bitch, my mum decided to get me a prepaid Card instead.&lt;/B&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously hate busybodies. I just hope she'd get run over by a car or something. Whatever.. Just die you bitch!! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. My English teacher called me up yesterday, and she said she needed me to write an essay on our class for the school magazine. She says all the Secondary 4 and 5 classes have to do this, and she said she needed it as soon as possible, Friday being the dateline. So.. I have 2 days to do brainstorming and 3 days to write the damn essay. I seriously have nothing good to say about our class, except the fact that we are well-known. As in, &lt;b&gt;notorious&lt;/b&gt; for our bad behaviour, which isn't a good thing afterall. I think I need help from my teacher. =x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15408692-112523825341285040?l=soaruphigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/feeds/112523825341285040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15408692&amp;postID=112523825341285040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112523825341285040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112523825341285040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/2005/08/012-i-hate-kpos.html' title='012; i hate KPOs.'/><author><name>soaruphigh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866962541863470824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15408692.post-112515803548820940</id><published>2005-08-27T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T15:58:38.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>011; ='(</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/kawaiibear.gif" align="left" width="83" height="88"&gt; CIP was okay today. I got the can from them and I went home to slack. I put in some coins to make sure there was some weight, and I got out of my house at around 3:45PM to return them the can. There was 1 can left - my friend Annie's. She didn't turn up, and she was the only one who was absent. I think she's going to be in deep shit on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling very down now. Not in a good condition, not at all. How could you say those words that you knew will hurt me? You know I cry easily. You know I can't hold back my tears. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish to say nothing further. I need a rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;EDIT @ 1:33AM:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything's fine now. ^^ I'm feeling good again, but I won't tell you what was going on. It's a secret!! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15408692-112515803548820940?l=soaruphigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/feeds/112515803548820940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15408692&amp;postID=112515803548820940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112515803548820940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112515803548820940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/2005/08/011.html' title='011; =&apos;('/><author><name>soaruphigh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866962541863470824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15408692.post-112506684663351389</id><published>2005-08-26T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T16:00:37.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>010; CIP sucks!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/kawaiibear.gif" align="left" width="83" height="88"&gt; Argh!! I've got CIP [Community Involvement Programme] tomorrow! It's also otherwise known as Flag Day, when we students hold a tin can in our hands, stickers on the other and beg people for money - you get the drift. I have to report at the Bishan Community Centre at 9:45AM, that's not a problem, I can get up early, but I don't know how to get to that place! I live near Bishan, but I'm not familiar with that area!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I was supposed to do this many months ago, but I didn't because I was too lazy to go out of my house, and today my Form Teacher told me that if I didn't go tomorrow, she would bring me to see the Principal!! I had a friend who was with me; the both of us didn't go for the previous CIPs. I had wanted to ask her if she was going, but I couldn't get her on the cellphone. I don't think she's going, so I guess I have to do it on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking of just taking the god-damned tin can from them, and then go home and sleep. I'd throw in a few coins of course, just to show that I "did" go around begging people for money. When time's up then I'd go back to that place, return them the can and go home again. I just hate to go around in the sweltering hot sun, waiting for people to fish out some pathetic little 10 cents. Seriously, I'd rather stay home and enjoy myself, watching TV, eating ice-cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that sounds like a pretty good idea. I shall do that! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15408692-112506684663351389?l=soaruphigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/feeds/112506684663351389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15408692&amp;postID=112506684663351389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112506684663351389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112506684663351389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/2005/08/010-cip-sucks.html' title='010; CIP sucks!!'/><author><name>soaruphigh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866962541863470824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15408692.post-112495691335124030</id><published>2005-08-25T15:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T16:02:05.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>009; maple lvl 42, JY's song up</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/kawaiibear.gif" align="left" width="83" height="88"&gt; I just levelled in MapleSEA awhile ago, and I'm currently a level 42 Cleric! I can't wait to get to level 48 soon to wear my Dark Calaf, but that seems like a long way to go. I've been really lazy and I didn't touch Maple for 2 weeks - until yesterday. Zhen helped me to 77%, and I levelled the rest of the 23% on my own to level 42. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also, I've already uploaded &lt;b&gt;Hong Jun Yang - Qing Tian&lt;/B&gt;, so you guys may download it here:&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;a href="http://savefile.com/projects.php?pid=685980" target="_new"&gt;http://savefile.com/projects.php?pid=685980&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://savefile.com/projects.php?pid=400199" target="_new"&gt;http://savefile.com/projects.php?pid=400199&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://savefile.com/projects.php?pid=985028" target="_new"&gt;http://savefile.com/projects.php?pid=985028&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I will definitely upload all the Jun Yang videos by the end of this week, I promise. So PLEASE stop bombarding my inbox for the videos. I said I would upload them SOON, not IMMEDIATELY. Sheesh, some of the people even sounded RUDE! I got emails like, "UPLOAD THE VIDEOS NOW!!!!" Like, what the hell? I'm the one who's gonna upload the videos, and it takes alot of time to upload them - you know they are big files right?! So yea, give me some time at least!! This shit is really irritating me. How can people be so ill-mannered when they're asking a favor from you?! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, if there's anything else, comment on this entry. Click the &lt;b&gt;0 Soaring&lt;/B&gt; and then leave your message. If you want a reply, don't forget to leave your email address or your website URL behind. Meanwhile, enjoy the song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15408692-112495691335124030?l=soaruphigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/feeds/112495691335124030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15408692&amp;postID=112495691335124030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112495691335124030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112495691335124030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/2005/08/009-maple-lvl-42-jys-song-up.html' title='009; maple lvl 42, JY&apos;s song up'/><author><name>soaruphigh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866962541863470824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15408692.post-112485812628479898</id><published>2005-08-24T11:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T16:04:37.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>008; my cellphone is gone. T_T</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/kawaiibear.gif" align="left" width="83" height="88"&gt; My mum took my cellphone away. I had overused my phone and the bill came yesterday. My mum blew her top this morning [she banged my room door and woke me up].. The bill amounted to &lt;b&gt;$292.59&lt;/b&gt;, and most of the charges came from outgoing calls and excess SMSes. My plan only had 500 free SMSes and 100 minutes of free outgoing calls. My SMS count was 1325. I had exceeded the 500 number by 825 SMSes. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum took away my SIM card later on and she returned me my phone. I heard her saying something like "I think I'll get you a prepaid card or something else.." Whatever mum, just let me use something!! I'll die without my cellphone!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just finished my History Mock Exam today, and thank God it wasn't too difficult. I could tackle the questions and I think I did pretty well. I should be able to pass this easily. I just hope that my 'N' Levels will be this easy. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if anyone cares, yes I'm &lt;b&gt;yukified&lt;/B&gt; aka &lt;b&gt;Soar Up High&lt;/b&gt; on the &lt;a href="http://superstar.channelu.com.sg/project/male04.htm" target="_new"&gt;Jun Yang messageboards&lt;/a&gt;. Yes, I'm the one who uploaded the MP3s of Jun Yang on the net. I've had emails asking me about the page errors on the site that the files are on. Please do understand that I am &lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt; the owner of that website. I'm just someone who signed up with them to upload files for everyone else to download. So please do not bombard me about the "page cannot be displayed" errors. This is caused by excess traffic/exceeded bandwidth and there is NOTHING I can do about it. The only thing I can do is to create more accounts to upload the files to. &lt;p align=center&gt;You may download the Jun Yang MP3s at these URLs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://savefile.com/projects.php?pid=685980" target="_new"&gt;http://savefile.com/projects.php?pid=685980&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://savefile.com/projects.php?pid=400199" target="_new"&gt;http://savefile.com/projects.php?pid=400199&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://savefile.com/projects.php?pid=985028" target="_new"&gt;http://savefile.com/projects.php?pid=985028&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as promised, I will be uploading the Videos of Jun Yang I have soon enough, preferably in the next few days, though not now. I'm quite busy at the moment, so I might take some time. Please be patient. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, enjoy the Jun Yang MP3s that I've uploaded for you. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15408692-112485812628479898?l=soaruphigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/feeds/112485812628479898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15408692&amp;postID=112485812628479898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112485812628479898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112485812628479898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/2005/08/008-my-cellphone-is-gone-tt.html' title='008; my cellphone is gone. T_T'/><author><name>soaruphigh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866962541863470824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15408692.post-112461720391321515</id><published>2005-08-21T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T16:05:09.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>007; tyPiNg lYk tiS iSh n0rT kEwL!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/kawaiibear.gif" align="left" width="83" height="88"&gt; *points to entry title* Seriously, I wonder why do people enjoy &lt;B&gt;tYpInG LyKe tiS&lt;/B&gt;? Does it make you look cool? No, I don't think so. To be honest, I think it gives me a headache trying to understand what you're trying to say. Besides, I think it slows down a person's typing by ALOT. Why do people like to read writings that give a headache, and type so slowly? &lt;b&gt;I just don't understand.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what is this about changing "you" to "euu"? I think it's really stupid, and these are those very people that butcher the English language!! It really irks me to see people typing like that. I will think: &lt;b&gt;Just what is wrong with these people?!!?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking through the messages that fans had left on the Jun Yang message board [click &lt;a href="http://superstar.channelu.com.sg/project/male04.htm" target="_new"&gt;click&lt;/A&gt;], and I found SO many messages with &lt;B&gt;w0rds LyKe tIs&lt;/B&gt;. People, Jun Yang will not like how you're typing. Please learn how to type properly. Please save Jun Yang [and the rest of the world] from headaches, kthnxbai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15408692-112461720391321515?l=soaruphigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/feeds/112461720391321515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15408692&amp;postID=112461720391321515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112461720391321515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112461720391321515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/2005/08/007-typing-lyk-tis-ish-n0rt-kewl.html' title='007; tyPiNg lYk tiS iSh n0rT kEwL!!'/><author><name>soaruphigh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866962541863470824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15408692.post-112453010979549498</id><published>2005-08-20T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T16:08:59.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>006; Jun Yang out. :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/kawaiibear.gif" align="left" width="83" height="88"&gt; I finished watching the results show of Project SuperStar on Thursday, and I'm totally dumbfounded and shocked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They showed the results for the girls first, and Kelly was the one who got into the Finals. I kind of expected Kelly to be the one because she has a much larger fanbase than Xinhui, and she can sing really well. Although Xinhui isn't bad [I think Xinhui improved a lot and she surpassed Kelly in terms of singing], but she doesn't have many fans in Singapore as compared to Kelly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my last post, I said something about Jun Yang and Kelly might be the ones being eliminated. Well, half of it came true. Kelly got in and Jun Yang was kicked out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;JUN YANG GOT KICKED OUT!!&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A paragraph from the Channel U website [click &lt;a href="http://u.mediacorptv.com/storydetail.aspx?Editorial_ID=66&amp;SubCategoryID=19" target="_new"&gt;here&lt;/A&gt;] :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[&lt;/B&gt;Many thought the talented singer would make it to the Grand Finals on September 1, having scored some of the highest points in the entire competition. He received 34.5, 43 and 44.5 points respectively in the three songs he performed this week; an average of 40.5 points that was higher that his competitor Tan Wei Lian's average of 37 points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(44.5 points is the highest score any contestant has ever received from the judges.)&lt;b&gt;]&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously wonder: Are all Singaporeans blind, or are they deaf? Can't they SEE that Jun Yang is obviously improving [when he's so good already?], so much better looking? He has the charisma of a SuperStar, and he can sing SO WELL. He sings so much better than Kelvin, how can he be out!? Besides, he got a much higher score than Kelvin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Jun Yang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;1st Song: Ai Hen Jian Dan, 34.5 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;2nd Song: If You Come Back, 43 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;3rd Song: Tong Hua, 44.5&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wei Lian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;1st Song: Gu Dan Bei Ban Qiu, 34&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;2nd Song: Heaven Knows, 37&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;3rd Song: Tong Hua, 40&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jun Yang did so much better than Wei Lian in all three rounds. So why on earth is Jun Yang out?!?! Isn't this supposed to be a talent-search? I seriously suggest changing the name of this stupid show to &lt;b&gt;Singapore's Favorite Star&lt;/B&gt;, and not Project SuperStar. I was very disappointed and angry - This is so unjust. Why are the ones who did so well out, while the ones who aren't good got in? I'm seriously beginning to think that this is just a popularity contest afterall. All that talk about searching for talents, looking for a SuperStar is just crap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what irked me even more is that Wei Lian looked SO happy when the host announced that he got in. He was smiling all the way even when he hugged Jun Yang, even when Jun Yang was singing "Jie Kou" as a farewell song. Seriously, even if you're glad, why do you have to show it? At least keep your face straight or something. Friendship over Competition? My foot! Of course it's friendship over competition! Because you got in you hypocrite! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wei Lian's performance was mediocre compared to Jun Yang's. I pity Jun Yang now. It's just like what one of the contestants &lt;a href="http://superstar.channelu.com.sg/project/male11.htm" target="_new"&gt;William Tanoto&lt;/A&gt; said: "Singing well is nothing." What's the use if you can sing so well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;EDIT @ 8:11PM:&lt;/B&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I just found out that Lin Jun Jie is actually Jun Yang's good friend!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the Channel U website [click &lt;a href="http://u.mediacorptv.com/storydetail.aspx?Editorial_ID=66&amp;SubCategoryID=19" target="_new"&gt;here&lt;/A&gt;] :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[&lt;/B&gt;But it is the support of one special friend (not Candyce Toh whom Junyang adamantly maintains is just a good friend) who especially touches Junyang, a friend by the name of 'Wayne'. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;In his thank-you speech last night, Junyang's voice became choked with emotion as he said to Wayne, "I'm sorry I can't make it in the last hurdle. I'll still see you on September 1. Thanks so much for being with me all these years and supporting me in my music and my life. I hope to see you soon, really."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is Wayne, we asked. As he replied us, Junyang's eyes again turned red and watery, his voice wavered and even paused occasionally to collect his thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;B&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wayne is actually my good friend JJ Lin Junjie&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/B&gt; (a local singer). We have been good friends and brothers for seven years since we met in St Andrew's JC. He's been a great inspiration and encouragement, remembering him from the time we met till the JJ he is today. Before, he was just a normal person like us, but he works hard and there he is now. He has taught me a lot and given me a lot of advice, like what are the things to expect, what attitude a musician should have. It's very important to educate yourself: are you going for fame, glory and glamour, or are you going for music? Glamour and fame will go away once it is over, but music will stay forever in people's hearts. Without him, I wouldn't have the courage to go on stage and sing," Junyang revealed.&lt;b&gt;]&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I KNEW that they were from the same JC and from the same music school [Ocean Butterflies], but I didn't expect them to be friends! *shocked*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15408692-112453010979549498?l=soaruphigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/feeds/112453010979549498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15408692&amp;postID=112453010979549498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112453010979549498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112453010979549498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/2005/08/006-jun-yang-out.html' title='006; Jun Yang out. :('/><author><name>soaruphigh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866962541863470824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15408692.post-112437619940526148</id><published>2005-08-18T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T16:10:40.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>005; Rumors of elimination?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/kawaiibear.gif" align="left" width="83" height="88"&gt; Rumours about Jun Yang and Kelly being eliminated are all over on the message boards [click &lt;a href="http://superstar.channelu.com.sg/project/male04.htm" target="_new"&gt; here&lt;/A&gt; and &lt;a href="http://superstar.channelu.com.sg/project/female08.htm" target="_new"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;], and I do really hope Jun Yang and Kelly would be the ones going on to the final round. If Jun Yang gets eliminated, then there would be no point for me to watch Project SuperStar anymore. Jun Yang is my favorite contestant, and I truly love his voice. It would be really devastating to watch Project SuperStar without Jun Yang's melodious vocals soaring out from the black box. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are saying that Kelly isn't as good as before. In my opinion, Kelly standard hasn't dropped. She's still good, just that Xinhui is improving a lot faster than Kelly. I still prefer Kelly's voice - Xinhui sounds too.. "man". Xinhui's voice is too mature for the likes of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do seriously hope that Jun Yang will go on to the Finals - it would really be a pity if he gets eliminated in this round. His voice obviously surpasses Kelvin's, if he fails, then I would have nothing to say about this show. I hope this is not just a popularity contest, but a talent-search as well. Being a SuperStar you need to be talented, you need to have a good image, you need the star quality, you need the X-Factor, you need charisma.. And I think Jun Yang possesses all these qualities. He's even becoming more good-looking each episode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope the audience can see his efforts in improving. I can only just pray, that the rumours are not true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15408692-112437619940526148?l=soaruphigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/feeds/112437619940526148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15408692&amp;postID=112437619940526148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112437619940526148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112437619940526148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/2005/08/005-rumors-of-elimination.html' title='005; Rumors of elimination?'/><author><name>soaruphigh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866962541863470824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15408692.post-112426583708773812</id><published>2005-08-17T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T16:12:06.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>004; Bitches ought to die.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/kawaiibear.gif" align="left" width="83" height="88"&gt; School's as usual today, nothing special really happened [except for one, which I'll explain later], except that I made an extra effort to pay attention in class. I was really listening attentively to my teacher during my Physics lesson and I seriously remembered a lot of formulas that we once learnt some few months back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The knowledge and the concepts that I should've known are all coming back to me. I'm beginning to understand how some things work, or what caused this and that. I think I'll be able to clear Physics quite easily, if I put in more effort in paying attention in class and doing revisions. My friend also invited me to join their study group. I may join them soon, since the exams are already baring its teeth at me. &gt;.&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got really pissed off during recess today. My English teacher gave us an essay ["Talk about something that you did which caused a drastic change in your life."] and we were all supposed to pass it up after school today. I managed to finish it by recess, but my "good" friend Cheryl ruined my whole essay which I spent a great deal of time doing brainstorming, planning and phrasing for my story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the restroom and when I came back, I saw Cheryl holding my piece of work in her hand, black in color. Horrified, and half-hoping that it was one of my unused papers, I walked up to her and looked at her, my eyes wide with fury. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's not my fault! I didn't mean to overturn my paint bottle and I didn't mean to ruin your work!" she said. Anger was rising within me, and I couldn't control it. "What did you say?" I asked her. Cheryl kept quiet, she said nothing and she held her head low. "I'm asking you, what did you say? Did you pour this black thing on my essay?" I repeated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was obvious that Cheryl was the culprit; she was holding her bottle of black paint in her left hand and my ruined essay in her other hand. "It wasn't my fault! I was just doing my Art work and I accidentally pushed the paint bottle and it toppled on your essay!" I was really angry. Not because she ruined my essay. But because she kept saying it wasn't her fault and refused to apologise. I could re-write the essay again, I can even make some changes to my original story. Heck, I can even write a better one, it's not a big problem. But I just can't forgive Cheryl because she insisted it was not her fault, and that she didn't mean to topple the black paint on my work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouted at Cheryl, and she shouted back at me too. It's saddening that some people don't even have the little decency to apologise for their mistakes. I know she didn't mean to ruin my essay on purpose, but the least she can do is to APOLOGISE. I don't really blame people after they give me an apology. I can make do with a simple "sorry" or "my apologies". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to get enough time to finish my essay, thank God. I made several changes and I thought my second essay's better than my first one. I added in a few more points which I hadn't thought of in my first round of brainstorming. I think I'd pass this assignment pretty well. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going off to my bed for a nap now, and before I leave, here's another one of my favorite songs that I'm gonna reccomend to you guys:&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#9999FF"&gt;The Way You Look Tonight - Guy Sebastian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday, when I'm awfully low&lt;br /&gt;When the world is cold&lt;br /&gt;I will feel a glow &lt;br /&gt;Just thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;And the way you look tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're so lovely&lt;br /&gt;With your smile so warm&lt;br /&gt;And your cheeks so soft&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing for me &lt;br /&gt;But to love you&lt;br /&gt;And the way you look tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With each word your tenderness grows&lt;br /&gt;Tearing my fears apart&lt;br /&gt;And that laugh&lt;br /&gt;That wrinkles your nose&lt;br /&gt;Touches my foolish heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're so lovely, &lt;br /&gt;Never ever change&lt;br /&gt;Keep that breathless charm&lt;br /&gt;Won't you please arrange it&lt;br /&gt;'Coz I love you&lt;br /&gt;Just the way you look tonight&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15408692-112426583708773812?l=soaruphigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/feeds/112426583708773812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15408692&amp;postID=112426583708773812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112426583708773812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112426583708773812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/2005/08/004-bitches-ought-to-die.html' title='004; Bitches ought to die.'/><author><name>soaruphigh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866962541863470824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15408692.post-112418503122664328</id><published>2005-08-16T08:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T16:13:24.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>003; Cute Tama Turtle. :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/kawaiibear.gif" align="left" width="83" height="88"&gt; School ended at around 3:00PM today - we had our afternoon assembly and our school got 2 journalists to give us a talk about the Tsunami Disaster that happened in December last year. The videos that they showed us were interesting; we saw waves crashing onto the shores and people being swept away. Well, maybe not that interesting, but at least it was something that caught our attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The speakers were totally boring. I know, talking about disasters should be something that you'd give your full attention to, but these two people.. Their voices have some sort of sleeping powder in them. Listening to them makes me feel like falling asleep instead. What's worse: They talked for more than an hour. People beside me were dozing off with their heads nodding up and down. =,="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Junction 8 with Shu Hui after school dismissal. I had intended to buy some pens [because my pens were constantly missing from my pencil case] but we walked pass Mini Toons and I saw this very CUTE toy turtle! I couldn't resist hugging it.. and I felt I had to buy it. It costs around $8, and after some calculations, I realised that I would still have some money leftover for me to hail a cab home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a few pictures of it with my cellphone... [click on them to enlarge]&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/Toyturtle.jpg" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/ToyturtleA.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/Toyturtle3.jpg" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/Toyturtle3A.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/Toyturtle2.jpg" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/Toyturtle2A.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/Toyturtle4.jpg" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/Toyturtle4A.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look!! Isn't it adorable? XD And there's also the smell of caramel and popcorn on it.. I wonder if it's just me? I like the smell anyway, lol. &gt;,&lt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15408692-112418503122664328?l=soaruphigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/feeds/112418503122664328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15408692&amp;postID=112418503122664328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112418503122664328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112418503122664328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/2005/08/003-cute-tama-turtle-d.html' title='003; Cute Tama Turtle. :D'/><author><name>soaruphigh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866962541863470824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15408692.post-112409480084034568</id><published>2005-08-15T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T16:14:42.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>002; OMFG PANDA!?!?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/kawaiibear.gif" align="left" width="83" height="88"&gt; I've just finished my profile, click on the &lt;b&gt;More..?&lt;/B&gt; just under my little profile on the right. I spent a great deal of time figuring out the HTML code for the popup window, but I got it right eventually, even though it took 4736594 tries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School today wasn't really exciting; nothing much was happening, maybe because I was too tired to take note of anything special that was happening. I was on the phone with Zhen and we both slept really late last night. Or rather, this morning. I went to bed at around 3:30AM, and I woke up at 6:30AM. Three hours of sleep isn't enough for me [or rather, for everyone]. I need at least 4~5 hours of sleep per day. I woke up, and while I was washing up, I looked in the mirror and I shrieked. A PANDA IS LOOKING BACK AT ME! I found really dark circles around my eyes, and my eyes were practically bulging. I really felt like lying back down on my bed, but I got dressed and went to school anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't remember what Zhen and I were talking about last night. Seriously, I CAN'T remember! Gosh, what is wrong with me? Exams are around the corner and I still keep forgetting things. And it was only last night!! I need some professional help - my memory loss is getting from bad to worse. I can't afford to have a forgetful mind when I'm supposed to be studying for exams and memorizing formulas. Can anyone tell me what I can do to improve my memory? I need that information. Urgently. D=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, before I sign off, here's another one of my favorite songs: &lt;B&gt;When I Look Into Your Eyes&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;b&gt;Firehouse&lt;/B&gt;. I thought it was sung by Bon Jovi the first time I heard it. It's really good. The lyrics are full of meanings, and it has a very nice rythmn too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=#9999FF&gt;When I Look Into Your Eyes - Firehouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see forever when I look in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;You're all I've ever wanted&lt;br /&gt;I always want you to be mine&lt;br /&gt;Let's make a promise to the end of time&lt;br /&gt;We'll always be together&lt;br /&gt;And our love will never die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here we are face to face and heart to heart&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know we will never be apart&lt;br /&gt;Now I believe that wishes can come true&lt;br /&gt;'Cause when I see my whole world&lt;br /&gt;I see only you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I look into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I can see how much I love you&lt;br /&gt;And it makes me realize&lt;br /&gt;When I look into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I see all my dreams come true&lt;br /&gt;When I look into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've looked for you all of my life&lt;br /&gt;Now that I've found you&lt;br /&gt;We will never say good-bye&lt;br /&gt;Can't stop this feelin'&lt;br /&gt;And there's nothing I can do&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I see everything&lt;br /&gt;When I look at you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I look into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I can see how much I love you&lt;br /&gt;And it makes me realize&lt;br /&gt;When I look into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I see all my dreams come true&lt;br /&gt;When I look into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I look into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I can see how much I love you&lt;br /&gt;And it makes me realize&lt;br /&gt;When I look into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I see all my dreams come true&lt;br /&gt;When I look into your eyes&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15408692-112409480084034568?l=soaruphigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/feeds/112409480084034568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15408692&amp;postID=112409480084034568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112409480084034568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112409480084034568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/2005/08/002-omfg-panda.html' title='002; OMFG PANDA!?!?!'/><author><name>soaruphigh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866962541863470824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15408692.post-112401130126536108</id><published>2005-08-14T08:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T16:15:01.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>001; New blog..?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b63/aurayuki/kawaiibear.gif" align="left" width="83" height="88"&gt; I finally got this shit working! Was cracking my brains looking at all the HTML codes.. I have to admit - I'm losing my touch. It's been ages since I last made a website [I think, the last time I made one was 2 years ago?!], so right now I'm starting from scratch again. I hope I'll be able to learn more to be able to start making decent-looking/content-wise websites again. I'll add more info of me when I have the time... I just want to get this bloggy up and done for now. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None of my diaries, journals or blogs seem to be able to make it through 5 entries, but I'll try to maintain this one. I love to write, I love to rant, I love to complain, but I think it's a hassle to write, rant, complain everyday on a blog. But I'll try. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the whole day today talking to &lt;b&gt;zhen&lt;/b&gt; on the phone, although he fell asleep halfway when we were talking this early afternoon. He must've been really tired, the poor guy. &lt;b&gt;* Note: Dear, if you see this, &lt;u&gt;PLEASE&lt;/u&gt; take a rest when you're tired.&lt;/b&gt; ^^ I wouldn't want you tiring yourself out just because you wanted to accompany me. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My PC's been giving me a lot of problems nowadays. It loads really slowly; I think I need to send it for servicing or reformatting soon. I've just got this thing repaired like less than half a year ago and it's acting up again. It could be a possible virus infection, but I don't get anything when I run Norton. Or is Norton down too? I have no idea. I guess I'll just have to wait till my computer completely goes kaboom, lol. &gt;.&lt;" Anyway.. before I go, here's a song I wanna share with you all. It's a song I've heard quite some time ago, but I haven't got around to downloading it. I finally got my 'daddy' [well he's a friend of mine, but since he's in the army I call him my dad, lol] to send it to me this afternoon: &lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=#9999FF&gt;You Light Up My Life - Whitney Houston&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many nights I sit by my window&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for someone to sing me his song&lt;br /&gt;So many dreams I kept deep inside me&lt;br /&gt;Alone in the dark, but now you've come along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You light up my life&lt;br /&gt;You give me hope, to carry on&lt;br /&gt;You light up my days&lt;br /&gt;And fill my nights with song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rollin' at sea, adrift on the waters&lt;br /&gt;Could it be finally, I'm turning for home&lt;br /&gt;Finally a chance to say, hey I Love You&lt;br /&gt;Never again to be all alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you light up my life&lt;br /&gt;You give me hope, to carry on&lt;br /&gt;You light up my days&lt;br /&gt;And fill my nights with song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, you light up my life&lt;br /&gt;You give me hope to carry on&lt;br /&gt;You light up my days&lt;br /&gt;And fill my nights with song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can't be wrong, how it feels so right&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you, you light up my life&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15408692-112401130126536108?l=soaruphigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/feeds/112401130126536108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15408692&amp;postID=112401130126536108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112401130126536108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15408692/posts/default/112401130126536108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaruphigh.blogspot.com/2005/08/001-new-blog.html' title='001; New blog..?'/><author><name>soaruphigh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866962541863470824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
