<?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-20760233</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:35:33.393+08:00</updated><category term='yui'/><category term='moving'/><category term='gyoza'/><category term='hit'/><category term='skyline'/><category term='being mean'/><category term='zarifah'/><category term='melody'/><category term='zee'/><category term='national day'/><category term='tabidachi no asa'/><category term='staying up'/><category term='kelly'/><category term='lyrics'/><category term='quiz'/><category term='birthdate'/><category term='various'/><category term='arashi'/><category term='life path'/><category term='Rulang'/><category term='blogthing'/><category term='Teacher&apos;s Day'/><category term='screwed-up day'/><category term='common test'/><category term='cousins'/><category term='house'/><category term='kansha kangeki ame arashi'/><category term='vox'/><category term='concert'/><category term='slack'/><category term='ohno'/><category term='arashi shukudai'/><category term='brain colour'/><category term='blues'/><category term='subarashiki sekai'/><category term='pikanchi double'/><category term='mandarin gardens'/><category term='6L'/><title type='text'>最懒惰的女孩</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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>155</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20760233.post-8147126270301003523</id><published>2008-06-30T23:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T18:40:12.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>http://www.truefriendtest.com/friendtest/1818208&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the main reason why I don't ever tell anyone my insecurities is that they are all too normal, too mediocre problems. They don't compare to those that my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they can survive through those problems. What about me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times like this, when someone's hurting and she doesn't feel like she can get help, is a very bleak prospect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fuck&lt;/span&gt;, I realize that I've been misunderstood all this while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I get angry when I realize that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no one's&lt;/span&gt; been on the same page as me all this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it works for them, but you're alienating me more than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't bother about me, just a failure girl, amongst the myriad of failures in their own right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-8147126270301003523?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/8147126270301003523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=8147126270301003523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/8147126270301003523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/8147126270301003523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2008/06/go-on-waste-your-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-2583066840968830516</id><published>2008-06-09T23:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T23:10:56.909+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:85%;" &gt; Love, love is a verb&lt;br /&gt;Love is a doing word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Fearless on my breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gentle impulsion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Shakes me makes me lighter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Fearless on my breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teardrop on the fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Fearless on my breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; Nine night of matter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; Black flowers blossom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Fearless on my breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Black flowers blossom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Fearless on my breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; Teardrop on the fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Fearless on my breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; Water is my eye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; Most faithful mirror&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; Fearless on my breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;u&gt; Teardrop on the fire of a confession&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Fearless on my breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Most faithful mirror&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Fearless on my breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Teardrop on the fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Fearless on my breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: times new roman;"&gt;You're stumbling a little&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: times new roman;"&gt;You're stumbling a little...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-2583066840968830516?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/2583066840968830516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=2583066840968830516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/2583066840968830516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/2583066840968830516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2008/06/love-love-is-verb-love-is-doing-word.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-8046470744243709118</id><published>2008-04-14T23:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T23:42:23.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>vox is really not cooperating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this shall be where I blog. But actually, coming to think about it, I don't have much to say now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family has a huge sense of pride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's not like I'll admit to anyone face to face, and not like we don't know it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-8046470744243709118?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/8046470744243709118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=8046470744243709118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/8046470744243709118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/8046470744243709118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2008/04/vox-is-really-not-cooperating.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-6315839948794956797</id><published>2008-04-11T21:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T22:08:59.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm blogging here because Vox(and now blogger) is being such a bitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know. I'm not working hard enough. For ten hours I only studied for 2 hours. So I'll probably fail hard for mid-years. That's what I tell my mother and her, and it only serves to make my mother even angrier, because it sounds like I've given up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你们不知道；可是那可能就是事实&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她。有了意志力，a never-ending drive to succeed, and keeps working hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;霸道，一直以来都没有把我们，&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;她的家人&lt;/span&gt;，放在眼里。如果那就是成功的方法，那你们愿意我做向着道路吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有一天，我会逃走这个地方。她是要飞向一个（她想象）a future of promise. 有一天，我可能会逃走这个地方。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为什么？没人会知道，我也不会和别人说。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A long time ago, I used to look at the good in everyone. A few years in Crescent and this; and sometimes when I see people I once used to look up to, people that I kept making excuses for -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see you what I have periodically denied to be true. And sadly, it's gotten less tiring when I finally stop seeing everyone under a halo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可是我也不恨任何人。恨是代表你还对别人有关心。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and why even though people around me have that avenue to turn to, I don't turn there. Because I have too many examples in my life to show me that sometimes even human nature cannot be changed, even with external factors. There are good examples, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't think I can find it here, in this place, in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the quiet ones after all. And the bright, happy, bubbly ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all fighting for something after all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-6315839948794956797?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/6315839948794956797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=6315839948794956797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/6315839948794956797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/6315839948794956797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-blogging-here-because-voxand-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-7736291400931043390</id><published>2008-04-02T21:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T21:29:13.833+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Sen no Yoru wo Koete - Aqua Timez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aisaretai demo aisou  to shinai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I want you to love me, but I don't think you will"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sono kurikaeshi no nake wo samayotte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wander around as I repeat this to myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;boku ga mitsuketa kotae wa hitotsu kowakutatte kizu tsuitatte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the only answer I have, even if I'm scared of getting hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;suki na hito ni wa sukitte tsutaerun da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll say 'I love you' to the one I love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;anata ga boku wo aishiteru ka aishienai ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you love me or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nante koto wa mou docchi demo iin da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care what the answer is, I just need to know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;donna ni negai nozomou ga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how badly I desire to be with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kono sekai ni wa kaerarenu mono ga takusan aru darou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many unchangable things in this world,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sou soushite boku ga anata o aishiteru to iu jijitsu dake wa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my love for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dare ni mo kaerarenu shinjitsu dakara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't be stopped by anyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sen no yoru wo koete anata ni tsutaetai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As 1000 nights pass, I long to tell you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tsutaenakya naranai koto ga aru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to let you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aisaretai demo aisou  to shinai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I want you to love me, but I don't think you will"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sono kurikaeshi no nake wo samayotte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wander around as I repeat this to myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;boku ga mitsuketa kotae wa hitotsu kowakutatte kizu tsuitatte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the only answer I have, even if I'm scared of getting hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; suki na hito ni wa sukitte tsutaerun da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll say 'I love you' to the one I love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kimochi wo kotoba ni suru no wa kowai yo demo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putting these feelings into words is scary, but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; suki na hito ni wa sukitte tsutaerun da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll say 'I love you' to the one I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;meguriau yorokobi wo kotoba ja iiarawasenai ne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The happiness that we chance upon in our lives can't be expressed in words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dakara bokutachi wa hohoemi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why we can only smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;iro azayaka ni sujiru aki wo  'do re mi' de utatte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why we sing 'do re mi' among the vivid autumn colours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fuyu o se ni haru no komorebi wo machi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With winter at our backs, and the spring sunbeams peeking through the leaves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;atarashiku umarekawaru dareka wo mamoreru you ni to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as if to protect someone who's just been reborn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kita michi to yukisaki turikaeba itsudemo okubyou na me o shiteita boku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I looked at the road I've traveled and the path ahead, my eyes were filled with cowardice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mukiaitai demo sunao ni narenai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to look into your eyes, but was afraid I wouldn't be honest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;massugu ni aite wo aisenai hibi wo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want to know you didn't love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kurikaeshite wa hitori bocchi wo iyagatta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and live the rest of my days all alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ano hi no boku wa mukiza na mama de hito wo aisou to shiteita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day, I kept on loving you without getting hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; sen no yoru wo koete anata ni tsutaetai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As 1000 nights pass, I long to tell you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; tsutaenakya naranai koto ga aru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to let you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aisaretai demo aisou  to shinai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I want you to love me, but I don't think you will"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; sono kurikaeshi no nake wo samayotte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wander around as I repeat this to myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;boku ga mitsuketa kotae wa hitotsu kowakutatte kizu tsuitatte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the only answer I have, even if I'm scared of getting hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  suki na hito ni wa sukitte tsutaerun da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll say 'I love you' to the one I love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sono omoi ga kanawanakutatte suki na hito ni sukitte tsutaeru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if my feelings aren't returned, I can say 'I love you' to the one I love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sore wa kono sekai de ichiban suteki na koto sa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's the most beautiful thing in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/odYm9-fAlzE&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/odYm9-fAlzE&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-7736291400931043390?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/7736291400931043390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=7736291400931043390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/7736291400931043390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/7736291400931043390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2008/04/sen-no-yoru-wo-koete-aqua-timez.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-787002414659600981</id><published>2008-03-02T16:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T18:49:20.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Goodbye Days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;'because if you pick it up, you must learn to put it down as well'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dakara ima ai ni yuku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Sou kimetanda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Poketto no kono kyoku wo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Kimi ni kikasetai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So right now I'm going to see you,&lt;br /&gt;That's what I've decided.&lt;br /&gt;I want you to hear this little song I've made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sotto boryuumu wo agete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Tashikamete mita yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slowly turned up the volume,&lt;br /&gt;Until I found just the right level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh Good-bye Days ima&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Kawaru ki ga suru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Kinou made ni  so long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Kakkoyokunai yasashisa ga soba ni aru kara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; ~with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Good-bye Days!&lt;br /&gt;I know things are gonna to change.&lt;br /&gt;We said our good-byes yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;But your honesty and kindness are still with me.&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la I'm with you…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Katahou no iyafon wo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Kimi ni watasu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Yukkuri to nagarekomu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Kono shunkan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take out my headphones,&lt;br /&gt;And hand you one of the earpieces.&lt;br /&gt;Then the music starts to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Umaku aisete imasu ka?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Tama ni mayou kedo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I really love you?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I don't think I can…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh Good-bye Days ima&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Kawarihajimeta mune no oku  alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Kakkoyokunai yasashisa ga soba ni aru kara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; ~with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Good-bye Days!&lt;br /&gt;Things have already started changing.&lt;br /&gt;But in my heart it's all right.&lt;br /&gt;Because I have your kindness in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la I'm with you…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dekireba kanashii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Omoi nante shitakunai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Demo yattekuru deshou?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Sono toki egao de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Yeah hello!! My friend nante sa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Ieta nara ii no ni…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to worry about the future,&lt;br /&gt;But it keeps bothering me.&lt;br /&gt;Even if I've got my friends around me,&lt;br /&gt;That doubt is still there…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Onaji uta wo kuchizusamu toki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Soba ni ite  I wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Kakkoyokunai yasashisa ni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Aeta yokatta yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I hum that song,&lt;br /&gt;I always wish you were here.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm still glad that I met you&lt;br /&gt;And found your kindness.&lt;br /&gt;La la la la Good-bye days…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Dc_rz4KOG60"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Dc_rz4KOG60" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-787002414659600981?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/787002414659600981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=787002414659600981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/787002414659600981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/787002414659600981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2008/03/goodbye-days-because-if-you-pick-it-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-6766600094956009474</id><published>2008-02-25T21:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T21:20:55.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Your Handwriting Says About You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatdoesyourhandwritingsayaboutyouquiz/handwriting.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are highly energetic. You are a passionate, intense, vigorous person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You range from very outgoing to very shy. You are a shapeshifter who is very versatile. You adapt well, and you look at things from many angles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are balanced and grounded. You know how to get along well with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't a lot of space, and you prefer to spend time with others. You are a little nosy and intrusive. You sometimes don't give people enough space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are somewhat traditional, but you are also open to change. You listen to your head and your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a decent communicator. You eventually get your point across, but sometimes you leave things a bit ambiguous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourhandwritingsayaboutyouquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Handwriting Say About You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-6766600094956009474?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/6766600094956009474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=6766600094956009474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/6766600094956009474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/6766600094956009474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2008/02/what-your-handwriting-says-about-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-7103967479336839739</id><published>2008-02-09T15:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T16:00:17.222+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogthing'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are a Banana&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whattypeoffruitareyouquiz/banana.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are mellow, easy going, and a total softie on the inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People find it really easy to get along with you. You suit most tastes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while you're very sweet, you're not boring or ordinary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have an attraction to the exotic, and you could show up anywhere... doing almost anything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are spirited, energetic, and a total kick to be around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're also quite funny. Your sense of humor is on the goofy side, and it fits you well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whattypeoffruitareyouquiz/"&gt;What Type of Fruit Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from shawn's blog. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BANANAS OF THE WORLD UNITE! (class joke)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-7103967479336839739?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/7103967479336839739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=7103967479336839739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/7103967479336839739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/7103967479336839739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2008/02/you-are-banana-you-are-mellow-easy.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-549625871591809569</id><published>2008-02-08T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T22:13:00.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>终于知道 你我之间 有什么分别&lt;br /&gt;你很天真 你很善良 却不懂拒绝&lt;br /&gt;这个世界 说的永远 都不是永远&lt;br /&gt;真的永远 是我无法 忘记的昨天&lt;br /&gt;在你我之间 隔着的永远 永远回不到昨天&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;而我天生是属于你的 &lt;br /&gt;怎么能说放就放下&lt;br /&gt;我们天生是活在爱的 &lt;br /&gt;怎么能在爱里挣扎&lt;br /&gt;在爱里愤怒啊 &lt;br /&gt;这真的是爱吗&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;终于知道 你我之间 有什么分别&lt;br /&gt;你很天真 你很善良 却不懂拒绝&lt;br /&gt;这个世界 说的永远 都不是永远&lt;br /&gt;真的永远 是我无法 忘记的昨天&lt;br /&gt;在你我之间 隔着的永远 永远回不到昨天&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;而我天生是属于你的 &lt;br /&gt;怎么能说放就放下&lt;br /&gt;我们天生是活在爱的&lt;br /&gt;怎么会在爱里挣扎&lt;br /&gt;在爱里愤怒啊 &lt;br /&gt;这真的是爱吗&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-549625871591809569?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/549625871591809569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=549625871591809569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/549625871591809569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/549625871591809569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-222796125528799592</id><published>2008-02-01T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T00:45:38.844+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogthing'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stolen from nicole's eljay.&lt;br /&gt;I don't post on blogger enough :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:14;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Celestine Means&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/name.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very open. You communicate well, and you connect with other people easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a naturally creative person. Ideas just flow from your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A true chameleon, you are many things at different points in your life. You are very adaptable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are friendly, charming, and warm. You get along with almost everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You work hard not to rock the boat. Your easy going attitude brings people together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times, you can be a little flaky and irresponsible. But for the important things, you pull it together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are relaxed, chill, and very likely to go with the flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are light hearted and accepting. You don't get worked up easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well adjusted and incredibly happy, many people wonder what your secret to life is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the total package - suave, sexy, smart, and strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the whole world under your spell, and you can influence almost everyone you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't always resist your urges to crush the weak. Just remember, they don't have as much going for them as you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a seeker. You often find yourself restless - and you have a lot of questions about life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to travel often, to fairly random locations. You're most comfortable when you're far away from home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are quite passionate and easily tempted. Your impulses sometimes get you into trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be pretty tightly wound. It's easy to get you excited... which can be a good or bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don't stick with any one thing for very long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/"&gt;What's Your Name's Hidden Meaning?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:14;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Yun Lin Means&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/name.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a free spirit, and you resent anyone who tries to fence you in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are unpredictable, adventurous, and always a little surprising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may miss out by not settling down, but you're too busy having fun to care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a very lucky person. Things just always seem to go your way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because you're so lucky, you don't really have a lot of worries. You just hope for the best in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're sometimes a little guilty of being greedy. Spread your luck around a little to people who need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are relaxed, chill, and very likely to go with the flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are light hearted and accepting. You don't get worked up easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well adjusted and incredibly happy, many people wonder what your secret to life is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be pretty tightly wound. It's easy to get you excited... which can be a good or bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don't stick with any one thing for very long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/"&gt;What's Your Name's Hidden Meaning?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-222796125528799592?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/222796125528799592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=222796125528799592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/222796125528799592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/222796125528799592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2008/02/what-celestine-means-you-are-very-open.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-4064379268337120295</id><published>2008-01-29T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T18:03:01.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.justsayhi.com/bb/view2/countries" style="display: block; background: #333 url(http://assets.justsayhi.com/badges/899/289/countries_sidebar.755mz0nqe1.jpg) no-repeat; width: 150px; height: 90px; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 35px; color: #fff; text-decoration: none; text-align: center; padding-top: 110px; "&gt;69&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:/ I should know more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or know how to spell them properly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-4064379268337120295?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/4064379268337120295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=4064379268337120295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/4064379268337120295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/4064379268337120295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2008/01/69-i-should-know-more-or-know-how-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-6212218394143971950</id><published>2008-01-06T17:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T17:59:40.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am-I-Dumb.com</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.am-i-dumb.com" title="How smart am I?"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.am-i-dumb.com/images/stamps/88-7.gif" width=200 height=100 border=0 title="How smart are you?"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Am-I-Dumb.com - &lt;a href="http://www.am-i-dumb.com"&gt;How Dumb Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/JnB*PTExOTk2MTQyMzkxMzImcD*xMDkxOTEmZD1BSUQmbj1ibG9nZ2Vy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-6212218394143971950?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/6212218394143971950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=6212218394143971950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/6212218394143971950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/6212218394143971950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2008/01/am-i-dumbcom.html' title='Am-I-Dumb.com'/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-6245266956335644200</id><published>2008-01-06T17:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T17:49:22.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Free-IQTest.net</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.free-iqtest.net" title="Free IQ Test"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.free-iqtest.net/images/badges/l138.gif" width="200" height="100" alt="Free IQ Test Score" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Free-IQTest.net - &lt;a href="http://www.free-iqtest.net"&gt;Fun IQ Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/JnB*PTExOTk2MTM2MjA5NTQmcD*xMDkxOTEmZD1GSVEmbj1ibG9nZ2Vy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-6245266956335644200?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/6245266956335644200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=6245266956335644200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/6245266956335644200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/6245266956335644200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2008/01/free-iqtestnet.html' title='Free-IQTest.net'/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-3372725526686316951</id><published>2008-01-06T09:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T09:33:10.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Someone's moved to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;circular-logic@vox&lt;/span&gt; okay! Partially because I'm not a stellar student anyway :P Link's below!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;a href="http://circular-logic.vox.com/"&gt;LOOKIE&lt;/a&gt; &lt;&lt;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-3372725526686316951?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/3372725526686316951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=3372725526686316951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/3372725526686316951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/3372725526686316951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2008/01/someones-at-circular-logicvox-lookie.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-4111379710780214366</id><published>2007-12-21T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T22:46:27.999+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiz'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.lets101.com/blog/quizzes/stars_say" style="border: 0px solid blue;"&gt; &lt;img alt="fun quiz for myspace profile and blog" src="http://www.lets101.com/images/quiz/zodiac_scorpio_txt.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lets101 Quizzes - &lt;a href="http://www.lets101.com/blog/quizzes"&gt;Quizzes For Fun&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hahaha. Random quiz post!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-4111379710780214366?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/4111379710780214366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=4111379710780214366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/4111379710780214366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/4111379710780214366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/12/lets101-quizzes-quizzes-for-fun-hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-6793193674440043116</id><published>2007-12-13T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T01:01:31.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Music selection :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.metrolyrics.com/scroller/scroller2.swf?lyricid=2147395116&amp;amp;border=2&amp;amp;bordert=80&amp;amp;bgfont=0xC0C0C0&amp;amp;bg=http://www.metrolyrics.com/scroller/bgpic/bluedisco.jpg&amp;amp;filter=0x000000&amp;amp;filtert=25&amp;amp;txt=0xFFFFFF&amp;amp;fontname=arial&amp;amp;fontsize=11&amp;amp;speed=2" quality="high" name="scroll" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" height="210" width="180"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metrolyrics.com/rain-lyrics-breaking-benjamin.html" title="Rain Lyrics"&gt;Rain Lyrics &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soft lilting harmonies make me melancholic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The holidays are going away like raindrops that are too many to catch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-6793193674440043116?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/6793193674440043116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=6793193674440043116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/6793193674440043116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/6793193674440043116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/12/music-selection-rain-lyrics-soft.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-3781351866424889519</id><published>2007-12-10T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T22:03:44.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This blog is for announcements and for contacting me! So I've got a few announcements to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My handphone no. is now switched back. For a week or so I've been using my sister's no but now it's switched back! So you can call me or sms me without calling to China!(Sorry Michellina ^^||)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If you want posts on my daily life, my blog is &lt;a href="http://super-student.vox.com"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I still do update links so you can use this as a place to blog hop. I know I do :D If you changed blog url please do tell me on my tagboard so I can update!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. My vox blog doesn't have a tagboard so please use the one here if you need to contact me online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I've run out of things to say! Heehee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-3781351866424889519?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/3781351866424889519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=3781351866424889519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/3781351866424889519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/3781351866424889519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/12/this-blog-is-for-announcements-and-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-1368608180180141</id><published>2007-12-02T12:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T13:05:16.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Please don't bash Michelle. She sometimes is rather tactless and her word might be cutting. But to go as far as labeling her as 'bitch' - then you're from a lower level than her. If you've spent time with Michelle you know she's quick with her sharp tongue and slow to think before she says things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The band has put in lots of effort and it has been repaid, but PLEASE! It's not like we gave a performance worthy of Presentation Night. There are still mistakes and things we have to learn. The concert was &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, but not the &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;best&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. We are still lacking. Can you look me in the eye and say 'Yes, I have nothing more to learn, I reached the pinnacle of my instrument playing?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agree some of Michelle's criticism is unfounded. But when you anonymously tag on people's blogs calling them uncivilized - then we are, too, hiding behind fake names and attacking. Is this civilized?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band members, take pride in your name. We must sometime defend our band name from baseless accusations and just plain insults. But to be a lady - and a band member, we would accept the criticism, and prove them wrong the next time round. Haven't we done it? You know how much we've achieved in our own hearts - isn't that enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Michelle's never said anything nice about band to me. But when she turned up - through much persuasion, do you know how hard it is for her to go out at all? Her parents are rather strict - her sincerity I could see. She hides behind tough words and stinging barbs most of the time. Her parroting of the superiority of ELDDS is her pride in her CCA. If we have such pride in band so as to stoop to this, why can't she? &lt;/p&gt;- x posted to Vox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. If you want to talk, or just FLAME, kindly direct to my tagboard there &lt;-- or to &lt;a href="http://laytheline.blogspot.com"&gt;Isabel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-1368608180180141?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/1368608180180141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=1368608180180141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/1368608180180141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/1368608180180141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/12/please-dont-bash-michelle.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-3642001752834385065</id><published>2007-09-28T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T18:56:12.494+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vox'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MOVING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://super-student.vox.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;SUPER-STUDENT.VOX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vox has lured me and Cherie over simultaneously hahaha. I'll still be posting here, but pictures and videos and arashi stuff will be found over there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-3642001752834385065?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/3642001752834385065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=3642001752834385065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/3642001752834385065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/3642001752834385065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/09/moving.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-6034361145823963360</id><published>2007-09-14T21:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T21:26:44.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love ohno.&lt;br /&gt;And koki&lt;br /&gt;and maru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of all, Ilove random posts such as this one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-6034361145823963360?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/6034361145823963360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=6034361145823963360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/6034361145823963360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/6034361145823963360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-love-ohno.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-5822978270219997193</id><published>2007-09-07T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T23:09:26.265+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tabidachi no asa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kansha kangeki ame arashi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arashi'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tabidachi No Asa&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sorosoro ikune ooki na BAKKU ni&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll get going now; With a large bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Minna no omoitsumete saigo ni furimuita&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside I pack everyone's feelings - I look back for the last time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shiawase wa itsumo tsukamitoru mono &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"Happiness is always something you grasp with your own hands,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kimi ga iu minna no kao ga namida de yureru&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say; everyone's faces blurry from tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sora wo tobu yume ga tachiagaru sono koe wo wasurenai &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dreams that fly the sky stands up. I won't forget that voice,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mienakute mo kienai you ni kagayakeru you ni&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even if I can't see it, so that it won't disappear - so that it can shine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stay with me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;BENCHI ni hitori jikokuhyou wo miru&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alone at the bench I look at the time table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Madamada tooi mezasu machi no nioi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's still far far away -the smell of the city I aim for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Itsuka mata meguri au hi ni&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday when we meet again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mune hatte ieru ka na ima ga ichiban shiawase to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I say proudly that I'm really happy right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Machigai darake no mainichi mo aishiteikeru you ni&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that I can even love the days filled with mistakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chikara ippai yume wo miru yo kagayakeru you ni&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll dream hard, so that I can shine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stay With Me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shiawase wa itsumo tsukami toru mono&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is always something that you grasp with your own hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mune hatte ieru ka na koko ga ichiban shiawase to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I say proudly that I'm really happy right here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sora wo tobu yume ga tachiagaru sono koe wo wasurenai&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dreams that fly the sky stands up. I won't forget that voice,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mienakutemo kienai you ni kagayakeru you ni&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even if I can't see it, so that it won't disappear, so that it can shine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stay With Me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sorosoro iku ne ashita e arukidasu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll get going now - I'll walk out towards tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="353" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BCmdm9IV4MI"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BCmdm9IV4MI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="353"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To a certain person out there - we've got to dream and jump and strive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Literal translation : Thank you for the inspiring storm -[?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Smile again, thank you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Smile again, between sobs &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We who were born &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Are sometimes strong in a pinch &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Smile again, &lt;s&gt;we're here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohno's been slated to appear in Yamada Taro and he looks like a fish monger &gt;_&gt;. Okkkaay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-5822978270219997193?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/5822978270219997193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=5822978270219997193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/5822978270219997193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/5822978270219997193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/09/tabidachi-no-asa-sorosoro-ikune-ooki-na.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-1143795201249744065</id><published>2007-09-02T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T22:00:45.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Saturday was a very fun &lt;s&gt;expensive&lt;/s&gt; day omg.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we decided to go to Comex yayy. Just so happened NUH dinner and dance was in the same building on level 2 anyway so me and cherie dropped mum off there first and then we headed up. 3rd level was like pc &lt;s&gt;sony&lt;/s&gt; fair liek woah. Admired Vaio laptops. They really are cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th level was printers so we ignored everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first foray around the 6th level brought up many many exclaimations of "woah, cute guys!" by cherie, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went outside, waited for dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;WITHIN 5 MINUTES OF STEPPING INTO THE EXIBITION HALL DAD WALKED TO THE MICROSOFT BOOTH AND PURCHASED AN XBOX 360&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/s&gt; And me and cherie were like "wtf?!". But I should have seen it coming from far away, since dad asked me about it on thursday when he went to see &gt;_&gt; And it wasn't like we DIDN'T want it, it was more like &lt;s&gt;OMG THE MONEY OMG WHAT WILL MOM SAYYY&lt;/s&gt; After blowing all that money we went on a free gift collecting spree. We got some zombie game + N3. Gears of War was out of stock and Halo 3 is coming out like next week-ish?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad then went off to look for an atm to get more cash, still gripping on to his (heavy) expensive and beloved console. Bought a 4 port, collected a few thousand more brochures, was really tempted to buy on the spot, but didn't haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway dad came back and I bought a drop proof, shock proof, waterproof Western Digital with 120GB of storage yayyyy. and just so happened sony ericsson was nearby so we bought a bronze clamshell as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt; yesyes that was alot of money spent&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trotted over tp Glutton's Bay@ Esplanade for satay and managed to catch Daphne Khoo! She's really a superb singer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, wonderful day spent with dad and sis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I went to the Army Open House. And as usual, I'll tell you TOMORROW&gt; haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-1143795201249744065?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/1143795201249744065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=1143795201249744065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/1143795201249744065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/1143795201249744065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/09/saturday-was-very-fun-expensive-day-omg.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-3706386719026752095</id><published>2007-08-31T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T23:56:58.952+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rulang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='6L'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teacher&apos;s Day'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Todayyy&lt;/span&gt; is Teachers' Day!&lt;br /&gt;Went back to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Rulang&lt;/span&gt; and met up with 6L + &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Sijia&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Liying&lt;/span&gt;[I think. My memory of names is still as abysmal as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;everrrr&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;Actually, not very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;coherent right now, I think I'll elaborate tomorrow morning~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;HAHAHA just a change because zee complained that there's been too much of chinese lyrics posting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-3706386719026752095?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/3706386719026752095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=3706386719026752095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/3706386719026752095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/3706386719026752095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/08/todayyy-is-teachers-day-went-back-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-5800497194209061911</id><published>2007-08-27T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T22:57:35.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>今天也奔驰在同样的道路上；&lt;br /&gt;找寻着模糊的自己&lt;br /&gt;下雨的清晨，起风的夜晚，&lt;br /&gt;梦都会延续&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每个人都会有一瞬间感到无力&lt;br /&gt;不要放弃，一点一滴地&lt;br /&gt;Up! Up! Up! Up!&lt;br /&gt;高高延起胸膛 -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;现在的你就是真正的hero&lt;br /&gt;这里就是你发光的舞台&lt;br /&gt;超越曾经流过的眼泪，站在这里&lt;br /&gt;你的泪光就是给予世界勇气的hero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;曾经共同追求梦想的朋友们&lt;br /&gt;现在一定也还在身边　感受吧　－&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;现在的你就是真正的hero&lt;br /&gt;这里就是你发光的舞台&lt;br /&gt;超越曾经流过的眼泪，站在这里&lt;br /&gt;你的泪光就是给予世界勇气的hero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你的梦想就是大家的梦想&lt;br /&gt;超越曾经流过的眼泪，站在这里&lt;br /&gt;现在的你就是真正的hero&lt;br /&gt;你的泪光就是给予世界勇气的hero&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-5800497194209061911?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/5800497194209061911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=5800497194209061911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/5800497194209061911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/5800497194209061911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/08/up-up-up-up-hero-hero-hero-hero-hero.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-9028370859073956162</id><published>2007-08-26T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T23:11:46.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;&lt;思念是一種病&gt;&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a-you + tanya chua&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;當你在穿山越嶺的另一邊　我在孤獨的路上沒有盡頭&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一輩子有多少的來不及　&lt;br /&gt;發現已經失去最重要的東西&lt;br /&gt;恍然大悟早已遠去　為何總是在犯錯之後　&lt;br /&gt;才肯相信錯的是自己&lt;br /&gt;他們說這就是人生　試著體會&lt;br /&gt;試著忍住眼淚　還是躲不開應該有的情緒&lt;br /&gt;我不會奢求世界停止轉動　&lt;br /&gt;我知道逃避一點都沒有用&lt;br /&gt;只是這段時間裡　尤其在夜裡　&lt;br /&gt;還是會想起難忘的事情&lt;br /&gt;我想我的思念是一種病　久久不能痊癒&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;當你在穿山越嶺的另一邊　我在孤獨的路上沒有盡頭&lt;br /&gt;時常感覺你在耳後的呼吸　卻未曾感覺你在心口的鼻息&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;汲汲營營忘記身邊的人需要愛和關心　&lt;br /&gt;藉口總是拉遠了距離&lt;br /&gt;不知不覺無聲無息　我們總是在抱怨事與願違　&lt;br /&gt;卻不願意回頭看看自己&lt;br /&gt;想想自己　到底做了什麼蠢事情　&lt;br /&gt;也許是上帝給我一個試煉&lt;br /&gt;只是這傷口需要花點時間　&lt;br /&gt;只是會想念過去的一切&lt;br /&gt;那些人事物會離我遠去　&lt;br /&gt;而我們終究也會遠離變成回憶&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;當你在穿山越嶺的另一邊　我在孤獨的路上沒有盡頭&lt;br /&gt;時常感覺你在耳後的呼吸　卻未曾感覺你在心口的鼻息&lt;br /&gt;Oh 思念是一種病 Oh 思念是一種病　一種病&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;多久沒有說我愛你　&lt;br /&gt;多久沒有擁抱你所愛的人?&lt;br /&gt;當這個世界　不再那麼美好&lt;br /&gt;只有愛可以讓它更好&lt;br /&gt;我相信　一切都來得及　別管那些紛紛擾擾&lt;br /&gt;別讓不開心的事　停下了腳步　&lt;br /&gt;就怕你不說　就怕你不做&lt;br /&gt;別讓遺憾繼續　一切都來得及&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;當你在穿山越嶺的另一邊　我在孤獨的路上沒有盡頭&lt;br /&gt;時常感覺你在耳後的呼吸　卻未曾感覺你在心口的鼻息&lt;br /&gt;Oh 思念是一種病 Oh 思念是一種病　一種病&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="353" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vezmSjV_ST4"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vezmSjV_ST4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="353"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-9028370859073956162?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/9028370859073956162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life path'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogthing'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Life Path Number is 8&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatisyourlifepathnumberquiz/path.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your purpose in life is to help others succeed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are both a natural leader and a natural success. You are also a great judge of character.&lt;br /&gt;You have a head for business and finance. You know how to make money.&lt;br /&gt;A great visionary, you can see gold where other people see nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you are very generous - with gifts, time, and guidance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love to inspire people, but it can be frustrating when they don't understand your vision.&lt;br /&gt;Great success comes easily for you. But so does great failure, as you are very reckless.&lt;br /&gt;You are confident, and sometimes this confidence borders on arrogance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatisyourlifepathnumberquiz/"&gt;What Is Your Life Path Number?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm starting to tag all posts I guess. &lt;s&gt;and there's so much to study for argh&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-3230805352674092190?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/3230805352674092190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=3230805352674092190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/3230805352674092190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/3230805352674092190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/08/your-life-path-number-is-8-your-purpose.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-3186958071342346763</id><published>2007-08-12T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T11:10:03.262+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vox'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yosh, I have done absolutely nothing these 4 days. YAYYYY.&lt;br /&gt;Vox seems to be a inviting option right now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really random today.&lt;br /&gt;Yayyy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-3186958071342346763?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/3186958071342346763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=3186958071342346763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/3186958071342346763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/3186958071342346763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/08/yosh-i-have-done-absolutely-nothing.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-5663643579302736045</id><published>2007-08-11T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T11:10:40.821+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cousins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melody'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mandarin gardens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='common test'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gyoza'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blues'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And this is a broadcast, live from Mandarin Gardens, Siglap. Currently in Melody's house where I have worked for my dinner by making a few billion gyoza skins and gyoza themselves. Yum. If I may say so, I could possibly eat them for the rest of my life. Haha. This place is remarkably cool, probably because it's like super near the sea hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a few more hours (36++) I will be back in school, doing the same boring olde things as usual. The common test blues are here and everyone [except me] seems to have been studying. Foresee a super drop in performace from my part.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-5663643579302736045?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/5663643579302736045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=5663643579302736045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/5663643579302736045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/5663643579302736045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/08/and-this-is-broadcast-live-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-3577079728729286117</id><published>2007-08-10T14:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T11:11:32.596+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arashi shukudai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='national day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kelly'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kelly came over to my house to fool around yesterday :D Actually the plan was to go Sakae and possibily watch 881. But anyway, we ended up with more comic books and fan merchandise than we needed, so we ended up at my house, eating lunch, slacking, watching bad hk movies and arashi shukudai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was generally a total waste of time, but anyway, felt absolutely relaxing man. The parade this year was not bad, just - no feeling really from the songs or the parade. But in their favor, this is the first time it's been held here. Looking forward to a cooler parade next year, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stage is absolutely COOL. If any singer or act decides to go perform there I foresee a terrific performace. But anyway, about the complaints of people being able to watch from merlion and surrounding hotels, well, it's a tradeoff I guess. I mean, if you can shoot pyrotechnics from UOB building that's a plus right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-that was so incredibly random LOL&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-3577079728729286117?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/3577079728729286117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=3577079728729286117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/3577079728729286117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/3577079728729286117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/08/kelly-came-over-to-my-house-to-fool.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-1195751667987434651</id><published>2007-08-09T02:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T11:12:00.190+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='staying up'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hora hora, I'm still up! For reasons I shall not disclose anyways. Passing the time by watching H.I.T It's not a bad show! But I do feel like backhanding certain people in the show for their utter lack of common sense.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-1195751667987434651?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/1195751667987434651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=1195751667987434651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/1195751667987434651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/1195751667987434651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/08/hora-hora-im-still-up-for-reasons-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-2018508074268587692</id><published>2007-08-08T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T11:12:44.383+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='various'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogthing'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Because I feel like taking quizzes -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#f88b8b;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 70% Boyish and 30% Girlish&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#a7ceff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are pretty evenly split down the middle - a total eunuch.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, kidding about the eunuch part. But you do get along with both sexes.&lt;br /&gt;You reject traditional gender roles. However, you don't actively fight them.&lt;br /&gt;You're just you. You don't try to be what people expect you to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howboyishorgirlishareyouquiz/"&gt;How Boyish or Girlish Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/heart.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when your partner is patient and never willing to give up on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd like to your lover to think you are loyal and faithful... that you'll never change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would be forced to break up with someone who was insecure and in constant need of reassurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this moment, you think of love as something you thirst for. You'll do anything for love, but you won't fall for it easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/"&gt;What Are The Keys To Your Heart?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just because hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Green Tea Pocky&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatflavorpockyquizareyouquiz/green-tea-pocky.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your attitude: natural and zen&lt;br /&gt;Peaceful yet full of life. Deep and thoughtful.&lt;br /&gt;You're halfway to tantric bliss!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatflavorpockyquizareyouquiz/"&gt;What Flavor Pocky Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sounds like something I would eat- and seriously binge on ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;What Your Sleeping Position Says&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyoursleepingpositionsayaboutyouquiz/side.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are calm and rational person with a good deal of balance in your life.&lt;br /&gt;Friends consider you to be kind, caring, and truly loyal.&lt;br /&gt;You are easy going and trusting. However, you are too sensible to fall for mind games.&lt;br /&gt;Open to the world, you are not afraid to be yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't get enough sleep, you are: Able to cope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to sleep next to you because: You're a bed hog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyoursleepingpositionsayaboutyouquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Sleeping Position Say About You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not so accurate - I can't survive without sleep&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-2018508074268587692?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/2018508074268587692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=2018508074268587692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/2018508074268587692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/2018508074268587692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/08/because-i-feel-like-taking-quizzes-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-3072121697337154447</id><published>2007-08-08T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T11:14:52.406+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brain colour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='national day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogthing'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If today was a food, it would be those kinds of lava chocolate cakes, you know, the kind with fudge and vanilla icecream and chocolate sponge cake with liquid chocolate fudge. Fun to eat, rich, bittersweet, overpowering and if you're like me, after a while you get tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The band was rather 'disorganized', as Peilin said and I agree. But we're working on being more efficient and that takes time, of course![/superpoliticallycorrect]. But I received more complaints again. but I think it's partially my fault and it doesn't help that there are so many &lt;s&gt;unresolved&lt;/s&gt; issues. There's too much idealogical differences and I can't say that I can agree totally with either sides but anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we had lots of food so after packing up we were like sitting at the band room and snacking and giving out one billion boxes of egg tarts and m&amp;ms and drinks~! But there was still alot so we [peilin joan diana] lugged it up and just sat next to C3 and had our own private celebration there and then with whistles and drumsticks hahaha. Ownself high there. &lt;s&gt;wah, joan and peilin's tamil very good hor&lt;/s&gt; And for the last part, community singing I linked up the sec 3 np squad + serene + mel + derede to bawl out the songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gave out the remaining drinks to various people I know and people I don't even know lol. Then went to catch a movie at cathay with peilin and rachel tan. They're seriously a blast. I can crack out all my bawdy jokes and horrible songs and they &lt;i&gt;still&lt;/i&gt; laugh manz. You guys rock. The Simpsons Movie - FUNNAY. hahaha. and apparently rachel tan fell asleep. then after that I went to cine and yeah, mise wasn't open DD: so I went to HMV to check prices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like $21++ for Time Ltd Ed (hk ver?) and it's like $52++ for the import ver. of time normal. I understand that the normal ed has like 28 page booklet but the price difference is seriously HUGE. At that price I would rather order from yesasia pl0x-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was like going to sleep on the train and the bus and when I reached home I opened my mouth and I was speaking some alien language. So auntie told me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Don't mumble and complain ah, you go out and had fun right? Go upstairs and sleep, you're not thinking straight."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH, I'm so in love with Song for Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;michelle, you rock. only you can be so utterly insulting yet cheer me up with your insults:)).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Brain is Blue&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorisyourbrainquiz/blue.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all the brain types, yours is the most mellow.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be in a meditative state most of the time. You don't try to think away your troubles.&lt;br /&gt;Your thoughts are realistic, fresh, and honest. You truly see things as how they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to spend a lot of time thinking about your friends, your surroundings, and your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorisyourbrainquiz/"&gt;What Color Is Your Brain?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-3072121697337154447?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/3072121697337154447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=3072121697337154447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/3072121697337154447'/><link 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style="font-family:arial;"&gt;by Yui/Kaoru Amano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Taiyou no Uta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chotto dake kangasugichau mitai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think I think a little too much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nemurenai heya no naka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In my room where I can’t sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isso mou yoru wo tobidashite mitai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I want to just run away from this night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madobe ni tameiki ga ochiru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My sighs fall onto the window&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsukiakari wo nukete tooku made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I want to fly far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habataite mitai noni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Away from the moonlight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doushitara ii no darou?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What should I do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to fly well , I want to fly well&lt;br /&gt;Tobikata wo shiranai dake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I just don't know how to fly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to fly well, I want to fly well&lt;br /&gt;Dareka oshiete kuretara ii noni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I wish someone would teach me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kitto mada shiranai koto bakari da yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Surely everything's unfamiliar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terebi mo uso bakari de&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Even the tv's full of lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amayadori no tochuu itsu made mo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I keep running for shelter from the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Koushite wa irarenai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I can't go on like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zubunuretemo kamawanai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't care if I get drenched&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to fly well, I want to fly well&lt;br /&gt;Tobikata wo shiru tame ni wa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In order to learn how to fly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I want to fly well, I want to fly well&lt;br /&gt;Sora ni denakucha ikenai to skyline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You have to get out to the sky, to skyline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chansu wo machikirenai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I can't wait for my chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Onaji asa wo kurikaeshite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How many of the same old mornings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ikutsu kazoeta darou egaite yuku skyline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Have I counted so far, picturing the skyline?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tobikata wa shiranai yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't know how to fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toberu kamo wakaranai yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't even know if I can fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to fly well, I want to fly well&lt;br /&gt;Dakedo yuku yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But &lt;em&gt;I'll go-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to fly well, I want to fly well&lt;br /&gt;Tobikata wo shiru tame ni wa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In order to learn how to fly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to fly well, I want to fly well&lt;br /&gt;Sora ni denakucha ikenai to skyline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You have to get out to the sky, to skyline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="325" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/4efBQONr0X/aus=false/pv=2"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/4efBQONr0X/aus=false/pv=2" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="325" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-3551556423964613450?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/3551556423964613450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=3551556423964613450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/3551556423964613450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/3551556423964613450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/08/by-yuikaoru-amano-taiyou-no-uta-chotto.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-4413888918461224288</id><published>2007-08-04T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T11:17:06.918+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blues'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>everyone seems to have so much problems these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on friday I chionged bio pract with zee till 5.30 before going out for dinner before she went for British Council. Seriously JP was super crowded :/.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone seems to have so much problems and sometimes the people who have to listen to all this crap need a break somehow. I think that's why I distance myself from most people. I can't, and will not listen to how the your world is ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a tradeoff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People ask me, "how'ja coping?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I tell you, "I'm not?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am anyway, in my own disconnected way. Hahaha -sacarstic-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I want to fly well, I want to fly well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;even though I don't know how to fly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-4413888918461224288?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/4413888918461224288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=4413888918461224288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/4413888918461224288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/4413888918461224288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/08/everyone-seems-to-have-so-much-problems.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-328992274231425909</id><published>2007-08-01T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T11:18:42.185+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zarifah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kelly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concert'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ohno'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Zarifah's making me a blogskin with a scan of OHNO from potato june/july. It's got ohno! (!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, less fangirling. Next week's national day, can't wait for the long weekend to play(and mug!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;kelly koh's my wonderwall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shameless advertising -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Victoria Concert Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;27th November 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1930 hrs [that's 7.30 pm]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Free Seating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Playing : CGSSB / CGSSBalumni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Stalls($12)/Circles($20)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note : I've sat at the stall seats in Victoria Concert Hall. It's not that the sound isn't good, but sound from the band heads straight upwards towards the circle seats before echoing throughout the hall. [or so it sounds like to me] So I really recommend circle seats!~. Moreover, you can see the whole band. That's a plus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-328992274231425909?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/328992274231425909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=328992274231425909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/328992274231425909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/328992274231425909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/08/zarifahs-making-me-blogskin-with-scan.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-9197227988025025245</id><published>2007-07-30T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T22:35:28.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just another post. In like, what, 15 minutes after I posted the last one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was listening to 'Good-bye days' and I started tearing up. Argh, I just feel so darnded emotional right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;She sings "Good-bye" to all the time before that, believing that she can be an entirely new person and have an entirely new life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;But when the song ends, the "Days" she's talking about are short, but sweet…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Basically, does sheunderstand that her time of love and joy might not last forever?&lt;br /&gt;She sings "Good-bye my tears," but she also knows that she might meet those tears again some day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-9197227988025025245?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/9197227988025025245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=9197227988025025245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/9197227988025025245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/9197227988025025245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/07/just-another-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-5540566086287587200</id><published>2007-07-30T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T11:20:39.673+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='various'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogthing'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are An Intro-Extrovert!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouanextrovertedgirlorintrovertedgirlquiz/intro-extrovert.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you're social - sometimes you're shy&lt;br /&gt;You've got a bit of an Introvert / Extrovert split going on&lt;br /&gt;You enjoy all sorts of situations. Parties, small groups, and alone time.&lt;br /&gt;Too much of one, and you'll long for the other. You need variety!&lt;br /&gt;Chances are, you've got both serious and fun friends - and they don't get along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouanextrovertedgirlorintrovertedgirlquiz/"&gt;Are You An Extroverted or Introverted Girl?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#e6e6fa;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Birthdate: November 3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f2f2fb"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/birthday.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are more than a big ball of energy - you are a big ball of hyper.&lt;br /&gt;You are always on the go, but you don't have a type a personality.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of channeling your energy into work, you instead go for fun and adventure.&lt;br /&gt;Witty and verbal, you can have an interesting conversation with anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your strength: Your larger than life imagination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your weakness: You tend to be pretty scattered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power color: Lime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power symbol: Lightening bolt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power month: March&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ooh, it really does show my personality! xD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Have you ever met a person who you could never hold down?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today I was called a sheltered, childish person by a person who I think is rather naive in some ways of thinking as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Can you see the darkness in my heart? I can't see yours, so I won't judge you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Life was not what I thought it was - twenty-four hours ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm not copping out, not copping out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-5540566086287587200?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/5540566086287587200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=5540566086287587200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/5540566086287587200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/5540566086287587200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/07/your-birthdate-november-3-you-are-more.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-5719962717519800650</id><published>2007-07-28T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T19:06:02.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LOSERS IN DENIAL ANTHEM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studying is useless, always last in races,&lt;br /&gt;you're easily ditched too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every single day I forget to do homework&lt;br /&gt;and get scolded by the teacher at school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's ok, it's ok!&lt;br /&gt;it's ok, it's ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lousy at cooking, lousy at cleaning,&lt;br /&gt;you even crash the car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every single day you are idle and sluggish and you nap all day long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's ok, it's ok!&lt;br /&gt;it's ok, it's ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although you put in alot of effort, it's futile&lt;br /&gt;you've found the answer in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que sera sera if you try to chant the magic spell&lt;br /&gt;miraculously, everything shines pretty&lt;br /&gt;but as usual nothing changes by itself&lt;br /&gt;but that's fine, I'm the most loved in the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YMi7Ik5JIoY"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YMi7Ik5JIoY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-5719962717519800650?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/5719962717519800650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=5719962717519800650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/5719962717519800650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/5719962717519800650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/07/losers-in-denial-anthem-studying-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-1633751266040530833</id><published>2007-07-27T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T22:16:34.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was okay I guess -shrug-. Today was Ms Neo's last day in Crescent. History was still as usual though. We learned more about the heart and pulse and blood pressure during bio. Systolic and diastolic pressure and all that[which is the reason why your pressure reading is somethingover/something. Rather interesting]. Oh, mel didn't come D: E Maths passed like normal I guess. During recess, I stayed back like I have been doing this past week and opened my tablet and fangirled with Peilin about Ohno ._. CME, we didn't actually do ANYTHING, but laoshi was talking to us about a certain disciplinary case. I could be hypocritical and make some smart-assed comment about my fellow schoolmates, but there's a yanyu that I learned yesterday, but I can't exactly rmbr it so I'll put a lovely english rough translation for you ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"No man is a saint, everyone makes mistakes"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Actually, I wanted to comment more on the issue, but I can't think of a way to be politically correct and unbiased towards the teachers and my juniors alike x.X) Had physics prac after school. I actually found it quite relaxing to do it man &gt;_&gt;. Sticking pins in the cork board and drawing lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopped down to the bandroom after that to be nosey and to wait for Peilin courageously exchange her uniform to let some juniors wear! I'm exxagerating the issue, but I think the tuba section should be given a standing ovation or something for giving up the band uniform to let some juniors wear them x_X TUBAS WE LOVE YOUUUUU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, the uniform problem is a worrying issue. hmm. SO ANYWAY, we were in the bandroom till 2+ before we decided to cab to Lido for pepper lunch! Hohoho. And we went in we met Michelle, Trina, Tania, Shimin and Narmatha(did I miss out someone...?) and their friends. It was pretty awkward because me and Peilin were given a seat facing them DIRECTLY. My chicken pepper rice rocked so much. After that we were pretty content to stone there and crunch ice cubes while filling out feedback forms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home, went to sleep. Woke up, dragged down for dinner. I ate two pieces of bread, and now I'm hereeeee blooggging. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;URGH. I went to the desktop com to wrangle hp cable from cherie and stupid boy was watching Frankenfish. When that stupid angler fish/piranhna bashed through the wall I literally jumped back. And then fled to the study room. BOY, YOU SUCK. EVERYDAY WEEK YOU WATCH CROCODILE, JAWS, THE ANACONDA, THE PYTHON ALL THOSE FREAKING MUTANT ANIMAL SHOWS. SUCKER, DON'T YOU KNOW I HATE THIS KIND OF THINGS?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of stupid crazy siblings. Here's a summer song to cheer everyone up! Aiba always cheers me up with his stupid antics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/B55ezh2UKlk"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/B55ezh2UKlk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm rather cheerful today. Maybe also because I finally received my sinus spray. No more running noses to keep me up all night! Oh, there were pictures that I wanted to show, but the hp cable is still with Cherie and I'm scared shitless to go to the other room just in case Frankenfish decides to chew the head off the hapless lady. Lateerrr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-1633751266040530833?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/1633751266040530833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=1633751266040530833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/1633751266040530833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/1633751266040530833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/07/today-was-okay-i-guess-shrug.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-5567303182176864536</id><published>2007-07-26T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T11:04:03.678+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pikanchi double'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It feels like a great big cloud of hypocritisizm has descended on my head. I feel so pissed off at myself for some things, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a decision today. For good or worse, I will sit through it and brave the consequences. As to that as well, I need to start hunting. For what, I cannot specify.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really feels like I'm just shuffling through life. People and various things have tried to get me going but it seems that I'm back to shuffling again. It's not that my life has no purpose... I really don't know how to put it words. Some other time, perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to indulge my stream of consciousness for a moment, have you ever felt like a wild animal caged up in an area? I sometimes feel a strong urge to get out and walk aimlessly somewhere. I'm apparently like a caged monkey according to my family. Hurhurhur*sacarstic*. Which also explains why I can't hold on to friends or groups. Like a lone wolf, plodding through life. Oh my. The post has taken a rather negative tone. Not to say whether I want to be negative or not, but I can't really say it is or isn't- how many negatives did I string in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A wish - I dreamed that someone reached a hand out to me and sang, "Your hero, you're a hero!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arashi -- PIKA☆☆NCHI DOUBLE (single)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Minareta machi nami itsumo no nakama ga hanareteku nante tabidatte yuku nante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Standing in the familiar streets, friends who've always been there are leaving, going away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jibun wo sagashite kodoku ni obiete tomo ni sugoshita saikou no taikutsu na hibi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Looking for ourselves, afraid of loneliness--those super, monotonous days we spent together&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Massugu ni me wo mirezu yurayura yureteru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will soon not be seen again, they flicker shakily&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sorezore no michi ni sasu hikari no nami wo koeteyuku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We’ll have to cross the waves of light that shine on our respective paths&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Owatta hazu no yume ga mada bokura no senaka ni semaru kizamareta omoide ga sawagidasu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The dreams that should have ended are still coming, stirring the fragmented memories&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Kagirareta ai to jikan wo ryoute ni dakishimeru semete kyou dake wa kienaide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The limited love and time, I embrace with my hands, so that they won't disappear for at least just today&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mawari wo ki ni shite mitame mo ki ni shite nani ga hontou ka wakarazu aruiteru n da &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nayanda riyuu wa wasurete shimatta boku no yuuutsu wo dareka tometekurenai ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Taking notice of my surroundings and what’s in front of me, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What’s real? I walk on without knowing &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I’ve forgotten the reason I’m troubled, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can’t someone stop my gloom?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hibi wareta puraido wo daiji ni shimaikonde &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I keep carefully away the pride that defines my days &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;oogesa ni hanashiteta kokoro no sukima umeteita &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burying it into the space in my heart I had been bragging about&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tomatta jikan wa yuugure bokura no mirai wo terasu nido to modorenai yoru no naka de Itsumademo kataritsuzukeru towa to kibou no uta wo tatoe ima dake to wakatte itemo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The time where it all stopped was sunset, in the middle of the night that shines on our futures, never to return again &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The song of hope and eternity will always be told and retold &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even if we know of only today.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Madamada ore ga tomaru tokoro ja nai kara &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's not yet time for me to stop&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Asa wa ka na aoi omoi wo daiteita no ka &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have I been holding on to fresh, immature thoughts?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A ka sa ta na nareta koro kara juunen ijou ka... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Has it been more than 10 years since I learnt my ABCs?...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wakasugita "Kono mama zutto" nante kangae &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was too young, thinking things would be “like this, always”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Aiba:Ugoki hajimeta ressha no naka ni itsudemo kimi ga iru kara &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aiba:In the train that's started to move, you'll always be there&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sho:Ano toki ano basho de mata aeru kanaa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sho:I wonder if we'll meet at that same place and time...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jun:Shinjitsuzuketa hitomi no oku ni itsumademo boku wa iru ka na &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jun:Will I always be there,in the depth of those ever-trusting eyes?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nino:Umiben ni saita hana no you ni takumashiku &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nino:Strong and robust, just like the flowers that bloom by the sea&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ohno:Zutto kono mama hikari yo bokura no mirai terashite takaku maiagare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ohno:The light will always shine, just like this, on our futures &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Soaring high up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owatta hazu no yume ga mada bokura no senaka ni semaru kizamareta omoide ga sawagidasu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The dreams that should have ended are still coming, stirring the fragmented memories&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kagirareta ai to jikan wo ryoute ni dakishimeru semete kyou dake wa kienaide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The limited love and time, I embrace with my hands, so that they won't disappear for at least just today.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tomatta jikan wa yugure bokura no mirai wo terasu nido to modorenai yoru no naka de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;itsumademo kataritsuzukeru towa to kibou no uta wo tatoe ima dake to wakatte itemo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The time where it all stopped was sunset, in the middle of the night that shines on our futures, never to return again &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The song of hope and eternity will always be told and retold &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even if we know of only today.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ugokitsuzuketa choushin to tanshin wa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The long hand and short hand kept moving&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Furikaette miru to iya ni tankikan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Looking back, it was a terribly short time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A ka Sa Ta Na naratta goro kara genzai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;From the time we learnt our "ABCs" till the present&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Orera wakasugita tada wakasugita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We were too young, just too young&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/b6AbC9pHZR/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/b6AbC9pHZR/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just another good song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/hGqoss9IJS/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/hGqoss9IJS/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;credits for the lyrics go to &lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/no_border/tag/%21arashi"&gt;No Borders: JE Lyrics/Translation Community &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Only You, my crutch, my number one forever.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-5567303182176864536?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/5567303182176864536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=5567303182176864536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/5567303182176864536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/5567303182176864536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/07/it-feels-like-great-big-cloud-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-2551751337880355539</id><published>2007-07-24T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T20:50:32.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is a song, a tiny song -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was searching for something in the sky that is dyed the color of sighs&lt;br /&gt;Even though I can't outdistance the shadows that stretch out from here, and the uneasy future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(even though I can't outrun those problems looming behind)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riding on the last train,&lt;br /&gt;let's run through the sad train station&lt;br /&gt;We'll be at your town before long&lt;br /&gt;We'll laugh, cry, and then we'll dream about tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(again and again)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, wonderful world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riding on a full train,&lt;br /&gt;I've begun to lose the feelings that are important&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(do you recognize that snarling, hurtful person?/do you see me walking away?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But right now, I should still be on time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(but I'll reach the same destination in the end, ne?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll laugh, cry, and then we'll dream about tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(because tomorrow hopes and dreams and laughing and crying are blessings)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From here on out, it's a wonderful world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(it will, &lt;strong&gt;it will&lt;/strong&gt;.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a little song, a tiny song, now my hands fly high, high in the air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(do you hear my wish?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that my gentle voice that believes in friends, reaches you far far away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder that loud carefree person still acknowledges me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-2551751337880355539?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/2551751337880355539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=2551751337880355539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/2551751337880355539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/2551751337880355539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/07/this-is-song-tiny-song-i-was-searching.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-2190768640121677790</id><published>2007-07-22T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T21:26:59.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OMG SO MUCH LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GiXMnoyMc0w"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GiXMnoyMc0w" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have fallen madly and deeply in LOVE with almost everything arashi x_X. and I must admit,&lt;br /&gt;PIKA☆NCHI LIFE IS HARD dakedo HAPPY and PIKA☆NCHI double are just so much &lt;33.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The world has ended. celestine is fangirling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-2190768640121677790?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/2190768640121677790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=2190768640121677790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/2190768640121677790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/2190768640121677790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/07/omg-so-much-love-i-have-fallen-madly.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-1431943745626435152</id><published>2007-07-17T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T11:19:30.648+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='subarashiki sekai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arashi'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Subarashiki Sekai ;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wonderful World&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Yeah, kick it in yo, come on, sing a little song) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is a little song, a tiny song, now my hands fly high, high in the air &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hope that my gentle voice that believes in friends, reaches you far far away &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was searching for something in the sky that is dyed the color of sighs &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even though I can't outdistance the shadows that stretch out from here, and the uneasy future &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This moment is the end to many nights &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A blessing of tears, so that tomorrow too, you can be yourself! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Riding on the last train, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;let's run through the sad train station &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We'll be at your town before long &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We'll laugh, cry, and then we'll dream about tomorrow &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you, wonderful world &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Hello, hello, my new world, hello, hello, sing a little song) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We've walked this far, and each happy day asks "why?" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I believed that dreams were beyond the morning sun, and faintly colored days pass by &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;One day, you will be by my side &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm tired of waiting for that time to come, I close my eyes to the blessing of tomorrow! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Riding on a full train, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've begun to lose the feelings that are important &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But right now, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I should still be on time &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We'll laugh, cry, and then we'll dream about tomorrow &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;From here on out, it's a wonderful world &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wow, the street lights draw out the outlines, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and shine down on the pathless road &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today too, the ashen sky should open up again, if you're here &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna say something 2 all my homies &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm still on a journey &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everything is gonna be all right &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I'm going to repaint all the colors of "the near future"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Riding on the last train, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;let's run through the sad train station &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We'll be at your town before long &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We'll laugh, cry, and then we'll dream about tomorrow &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you, wonderful world &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Riding on a full train, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've begun to lose the feelings that are important &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But right now, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I should still be on time &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We'll laugh, cry, and then we'll dream about tomorrow &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;From here on out, it's a wonderful world&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is a little song, a tiny song, now my hands fly high, high in the air &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hope that my gentle voice that believes in friends, reaches you far far away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Grey&lt;/span&gt; - Sakurap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/SLtT5HnfnK/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/SLtT5HnfnK/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-1431943745626435152?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/1431943745626435152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=1431943745626435152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/1431943745626435152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/1431943745626435152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/07/subarashiki-sekai-wonderful-world-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-968174795116974848</id><published>2007-07-12T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T20:41:25.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was a interesting day, where I met hypocrites on their moral high horses (don't we all, but today's horsewomen were riding particularly TALL horses) and misunderstandings and probably the stubborn unreasoning wall that is my mom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-968174795116974848?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/968174795116974848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=968174795116974848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/968174795116974848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/968174795116974848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/07/today-was-interesting-day-where-i-met.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-90748762621734496</id><published>2007-07-08T10:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T10:13:56.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was live earth yesterday. And me and cherie marathon-ed the entire thing. At any one time, someone was definately watching china, japan or uk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Grr Ayaka finally came back on (or it was a rerun) and dad kicked us off our respective coms D:&lt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Cherie was pissed that ARASHI wasn't on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;CH : NO Arashi?! They're the oldest boyband in Japan!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;CE : Yeah, it'll so be in the character of Live Earth. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Love so sweet....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm serious. I think that arashi sings about teenage love and going for your dreams. As to whar relevance it has to Live Earth, I have no idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Everyone says I've been easy to provoke and really mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-90748762621734496?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/90748762621734496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=90748762621734496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/90748762621734496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/90748762621734496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-was-live-earth-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-2046387144935774485</id><published>2007-07-05T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T20:42:55.713+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='screwed-up day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='being mean'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So. I will not mince my words one bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today was a fucked up day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh. The minor ones that worsened my mood was pressing a button for chrysanthemum tea and getting Yeo's Soya Bean milk [nothing against them, but it's too sweet for me and I don't believe you should drink that with your food] and Heaven and Earth Jasmine Tea when I wanted milo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here I thought today was going to be okay. As usual, I am proven wrong. The bad thing about a realist is that things &lt;em&gt;can&lt;/em&gt; get worse than you think. The thing about pessimists are you will always be right or pleasantly surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah, I'm just in a really really negative mood. I was emo-ing around the whole day, feeling rather dark and morbid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Isn't it funny that the people who I thought had it all in control really didn't have that control?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be really mean and blunt, I was darkly satisfied that I was right, for once. The fate of the gods are actually no different from us 'mortals'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No, I'm not refering to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't think I've found it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-2046387144935774485?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/2046387144935774485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=2046387144935774485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/2046387144935774485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/2046387144935774485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/07/so.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-1244043067824142472</id><published>2007-07-04T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T21:30:45.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;When the summer sun shakes my heart's sail&lt;br /&gt;That's the signal to open the door to a new world&lt;br /&gt;Swaying on the waves, supassing my despair&lt;br /&gt;Aiming for the other side of the horizon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've just now begun to search, over the splashing waves,&lt;br /&gt;For the everlasting world&lt;br /&gt;With this overflowing passion in my chest, I will go anywhere,&lt;br /&gt;Seeking the light yet unseen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A current of repetitious days and mundane clouds&lt;br /&gt;I see reflected in you a future you can't possibly know&lt;br /&gt;Even if I avoid pain by not changing&lt;br /&gt;That leaves me without dreams or even hope -- so let's go!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strike&gt;I will make it through.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;u&gt; I will survive this.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;strong&gt;I will make it through.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-1244043067824142472?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/1244043067824142472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=1244043067824142472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/1244043067824142472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/1244043067824142472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/07/when-summer-sun-shakes-my-hearts-sail.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-8697899630480273199</id><published>2007-07-04T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T18:59:04.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday was a interesting lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 me&lt;br /&gt;1.5 hours of surfing the net.&lt;br /&gt;3 hours of rushing homework.&lt;br /&gt;1 angry dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave you to imagine the scenario.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felicia! Take care of yourself, don't stress yourself out and recuperate at home in peace okay? D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's eight days into the new term and I want it to end &lt;em&gt;now&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-8697899630480273199?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/8697899630480273199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=8697899630480273199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/8697899630480273199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/8697899630480273199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/07/yesterday-was-interesting-lesson.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-4890059902083119533</id><published>2007-07-02T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T20:59:27.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have a headache for some unexplainable reason x.x&lt;br /&gt;Today's movie date was fun, although got no movie!&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, school starts again TOMORROW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-feels headache worsen-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-4890059902083119533?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/4890059902083119533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=4890059902083119533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/4890059902083119533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/4890059902083119533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-have-headache-for-some-unexplainable.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-6132612462744600406</id><published>2007-07-01T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T23:39:00.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haha. Went for Hair for Hope today! It was worth my headache [because I had to rearrange everything in my schedule] and heartache [for cab fare to rush for tuition. hehe. my fault!]. The atmosphere there was one of reuniting and everyone took like billions of photos and I think Livingstone even made food for Jonathan, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw. There's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;FIESTA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on the 15th of July. To tell you the truth, DON'T COME. Uh, just don't come, okay? I'm doing something very embarassing Dx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh, good-bye days.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-6132612462744600406?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/6132612462744600406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=6132612462744600406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/6132612462744600406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/6132612462744600406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/07/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-1839311291385857311</id><published>2007-07-01T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T01:42:50.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know what? The previous post is super disjointed. A good reason why you shouldn't be writing blog posts when you are tired. And as usual, I'm really tired and it's 1.10 am in the morning of 1st July. Ay-hay. You really must love mugging and doing homework until you are seeing stars and sandmen in front of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The original plan was to do homework the entire night. But apparently it's my cousin Mitch's 7th brithday and I went, [although with plenty of misgivings because I suspected it would end up like what I'm doing now, staying up.] The protagonist was Mitch, but the star was Lucas, his youngest brother and latest addition to our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think all my relatives had alot alot of amusement because I have no idea how to take care of hyperactive baby such as my baby cousin. He squirmed and regularly snapped his head from side to side to catch up on all the action. And I was like, "Oh my gosh, he's like squirming. I'm going to drop him. What am I supposed to do?" And if I could've held him upside down, I would have. And when he drooled, I was like "ahhh, drool! Get tissue, get tissue!" Not one of my proudest moments. Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manon and Ezra will dutifully let me pick them up, but when they wanted &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, they made sure I knew it. Lucas didn't mind being carried, but he always needed to move his extensions, making for an awkward hold. And when his instinct of self-presevation warned him that I might drop him, he would start to whimper, setting me off on another round of "What am I supposed to do?!"s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, the birthday cake was nice. The party was nice, and I got to see the Wii up close in action. Aw man, really want all the third-generation consoles. Zzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-1839311291385857311?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/1839311291385857311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=1839311291385857311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/1839311291385857311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/1839311291385857311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/06/you-know-what-previous-post-is-super.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-4880734117996389233</id><published>2007-06-30T00:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T00:15:41.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, today was youth day, which meant that I could 'enjoy' my lessons in the relative comfort of my trusty pair of jeans and class tee. The concert was -okay- but I think the Humanities segment won hands DOWN. I can't believe that Mrs Yeo and Miss Audrey Neo and Mrs Lau can look SO MUCH LIKE STUDENTS OMG. And I have been classified as the 'bochap' type by Joan and various other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Scene-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bochap girl wanders up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dumb blonde runs up to her and lifts up her skirt :&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Hey, look at my shorts? Pretty anot?&lt;/strong&gt; [btw, the teacher was wearing spongebob shorts. Dx]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bochap&lt;/strong&gt; : WHATEVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anything. hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to to 'study' in the library with Stephanie. I was fighting a losing battle to stay awake can, while Stephanie was SO DILIGENTLY doing her physics. So I fought to keep awake for her sake...[actually, I scared lose face heheh.] And then once Steph's phone rang and her attention was diverted from me I aquainted myself with Miss Gaozi (read: I fell asleep while doing chinese xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-4880734117996389233?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/4880734117996389233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=4880734117996389233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/4880734117996389233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/4880734117996389233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/06/well-today-was-youth-day-which-meant.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-2892470251309836873</id><published>2007-06-27T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T19:24:21.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So the phone rang. Being the only one the study room, I waited for someone to holler, "Celestine ah, you so close the blardy phone, PICK IT UP!" So I decided to take initiative and pick it up, because usually I will let it ring until someone picks it up or about 8 rings. Hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being really lazy, I spun my chair around and leaned forward, over the back of the chair to retrieve the phone. Unfortunately, I misjudged and OVERleaned and I was dumped unceremoniously onto the ground. Grr. Anyway, I gritted my teeth and was preparing to lunge towards the phon-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello? Who is this? Yes, David came back from Germany just now, -"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIAN, I'M NEVER PICKING UP THE PHONE AGAIN. YOU HEAR ME?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid murphy's law. grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I was hunting high and low for my obs photo. I found it tucked inside the photo album the clique bought last year to store all our photos and stuff. It was really nostalgic and melancholic, looking through all that and my OBS photobook/journal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the cover was a paragraph. I bought the book because it had MEMORIES printed in front. Looking closely, I found a passage that really, I don't know. Made me laugh and reminicise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;One of the precious gifts of our relantionship is the comfort of knowing. I can always be myself with you. And you will accept me for being just that. With you, I never have to laugh when I feel like crying, or be guilty when I need to talk, or stay calm when I feel like getting upset, or sound positive when I need to complain.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Full Name: Celeste [hoho] Lian&lt;br /&gt;2.Birthday: 03/11/92&lt;br /&gt;3.Birthplace: National University Hospital&lt;br /&gt;4.Eye Color: Brown~&lt;br /&gt;5.Hair Color: Darkkkk brownnn, close to jet black&lt;br /&gt;6.Height: 153 - *sighs and looks heavenward*&lt;br /&gt;7.Weight: 44... I've gained a bit after SYF :X&lt;br /&gt;8.Right handed or Left handed?: LEEFFFT&lt;br /&gt;9.Your Heritage: Chinese&lt;br /&gt;10.My Worst Habit: procastinating&lt;br /&gt;11.Zodiac Sign: Scorpio&lt;br /&gt;12.Shoe Size: 36/8&lt;br /&gt;13.Pants Size: 27?&lt;br /&gt;14.Innie or Outie?: Depending on my mood. Which swings quite alot.&lt;br /&gt;15.Parents Still Together?: YEESS&lt;br /&gt;16.The Shoes You Wore Today: Adidas shoes, for all kinds of sports activities&lt;br /&gt;17.Your Weakness: I procastinate and am a bit stingy&lt;br /&gt;18.Your Fears: unwilling to disclose xP&lt;br /&gt;19.Your Perfect Pizza: Haiwaiian. I think.&lt;br /&gt;20.Goal You Would Like To Achieve This Year: Can't tell you-&lt;br /&gt;21.Your Most Overused Phrase On An Instant Messenger: ...&lt;br /&gt;22.Thoughts First Waking Up: I really gotta change the alarm ringtone.&lt;br /&gt;23.Your Best Physical Feature: I am more tolerant of pain than most people. [?]&lt;br /&gt;24.Your Bedtime: mostly 11.30 on weekdays, VERY LATE on weekends&lt;br /&gt;25.Your Most Missed Memory: OBS. omg. OBS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY FAVORITES&lt;br /&gt;26.Favorite color?: Red, blue[not light], black, silver, gold, and lately, funnily, brown. Oh and green because of my chio OBS shirt. Mid-tone green.&lt;br /&gt;27.Food?: I have no idea. My favourites change almost every month. Ebiko sushi.&lt;br /&gt;28.Sport?: TRI-yaking. Hehe. Soccer.&lt;br /&gt;29.Animal?: Half-persian kitten [-Teehee(he's a kitten) withdrawal-]&lt;br /&gt;30.Ice Cream?: Chocolate?Vanilla? CHOCOLATE FTW&lt;br /&gt;31.Candy?: Gummies.&lt;br /&gt;32.Store?: Eh. er.&lt;br /&gt;33.Salad Dressing?: Mustardseed and Honey, which I make myself.&lt;br /&gt;34.Actor?: Josh Hartnett&lt;br /&gt;35.Song?: Currently How to Save A Life by The Fray, Moon River, a few chinese.&lt;br /&gt;36. Letter?: F. F is such a versatile word -cough-. Nah. love them all.&lt;br /&gt;37. Number?: 2&lt;br /&gt;38.Gum?: Everything. Mint gm.&lt;br /&gt;39.Holiday?: OMG OBS. Just joking. A trip to Japan!&lt;br /&gt;40.Season?: Winterrrrr&lt;br /&gt;41.Toothpaste Flavor?: Green Tea or the one that can make my teeth whitest fastest.&lt;br /&gt;42.Radio Station?: Power 98 :D&lt;br /&gt;43.Perfume?: Jet'm by Lulu Castanga (saving up saving up &gt;:D)&lt;br /&gt;44.Scent besides perfume?: Orange :))))))&lt;br /&gt;45.Body part on the opposite sex?: hmmm. hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDS AND LIFE&lt;br /&gt;46.What Do You Want To Be When You Grow Up?: Undecided&lt;br /&gt;47.How Do You Want To Die?: Happy and fulfilled.&lt;br /&gt;48.Turn ons: Music, hugs&lt;br /&gt;49.Turn offs: marching. hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;50.Which One Of Your Friends Acts The Most Like You?: Michelle Teo. I think.&lt;br /&gt;51.Who's The Loudest?: The one with the mic or loud hailer.&lt;br /&gt;52.Who Makes You Laugh The Most?: Serene? Melissa? My juniors during band &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;53.Who Have You Known The Longest?: Qianwen and Priscilia Goh&lt;br /&gt;54.Who's The Shyest?: no idea.&lt;br /&gt;55.When Have You Cried The Most?: When I was a wee babe.&lt;br /&gt;56.What Is The Best Feeling In The World?: Getting gold for SYF `07. Getting to the campsite on OBS day 3. Sitting down with your watch, eating and feeling that quiet pervasive sense of ... &lt;em&gt;belonging. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57.Worst Feeling?: Failing someone&lt;br /&gt;58.Where Do You Want To Live When You Grow Up?: On a beachfront property. Sentosa Cove?&lt;br /&gt;59.If You Could Change One Thing About You What Would It Be?: My procastination&lt;br /&gt;60.How Long Do You Think You'll Live?: Have noooooo ideaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINISH EACH SENTENCE&lt;br /&gt;61.Let's walk on the: jetty and do a jetty jump!&lt;br /&gt;62.Let's look at the: stars and constellations. and jet fighters and passenger planes.&lt;br /&gt;63.What a nice: thing to say. Awww.&lt;br /&gt;64.Where did all the: key oil go?&lt;br /&gt;65.Why can't we: save the world?&lt;br /&gt;67.Isn't it weird that: my own family isn't on the same bandwidth as I am.&lt;br /&gt;68.Never under any circumstance: will I forget all the people who have supported me along the way.&lt;br /&gt;69.I wish: that I can snap my fingers and ta-dah my homework's done.&lt;br /&gt;70.Everyone has a: pair of eyes, ears and one mouth.&lt;br /&gt;71.I am: all that I am. Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER&lt;br /&gt;72.Been In Love?: with my phone.&lt;br /&gt;73.Been To Juvie?: NOOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;74.Mooned Someone?: I've forgotten what this means..&lt;br /&gt;75.Been Rejected?: Not romantically. Many times socially in primary school.&lt;br /&gt;76.Ran Away From Home?: I was kicked out of the house into the stairwell where I languished till someone came in to call me for lunch. I was 9.&lt;br /&gt;77.Pictured Your Crush Naked?: I have a crush?&lt;br /&gt;78.Skipped School?: -cough-&lt;br /&gt;79.Thought About Suicide?: Yes. Then rejected it 0.001 seconds later&lt;br /&gt;80.Slept Outside?: Yuuupp&lt;br /&gt;81.Laughed So Hard You Cried?: Eh, not recently. I have stm so I can't rmbr.&lt;br /&gt;82.Cried In School?: yesssss.&lt;br /&gt;83.Thrown Up In School?: have never thrown up in my life. I swallow it. -smug0&lt;br /&gt;84.Wanted To Be a Model?:Nope.&lt;br /&gt;85.Cheated On Someone?: I told my brother I would give him a piece of KFC if he finished his maths. Heheheh.&lt;br /&gt;86.Done Something Really Stupid That You Still Laugh At Today?: Cutting the computer main cable; jumping off a height and breaking my arm,....&lt;br /&gt;87.Seen A Dead Body?: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;88.Been Bitched Out?: Hmmmmm?&lt;br /&gt;89.Drank Alcohol?: Worked my way up to cordon bleu. Just, er, kidding.&lt;br /&gt;90.Smoked?: I smoked a salmon fillet once.&lt;br /&gt;91.Been On Drugs?: Define 'Drugs'.&lt;br /&gt;92.Eaten Sushi?: Ebiko, ebiko, -chants-&lt;br /&gt;93.Been On Stage?: Yup&lt;br /&gt;94.Gone Skinny Dipping?: nope.&lt;br /&gt;95.Shoplifted?: around 6 years of age I think.&lt;br /&gt;96.Been Drunk?: on success.&lt;br /&gt;97.Been Called A Tease?: Er, not in the way the question is implying&lt;br /&gt;98.Been Beaten Up?: when your elder sister and fat younger brother decide give you a noogie and hug, don't fight back. It's not worth it. You'll get noogied and suffocated anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU&lt;br /&gt;99.Sing Well?: I WISH.&lt;br /&gt;100.Shower Daily?: Do'oh!&lt;br /&gt;101.Want To Go To College?: YESH.&lt;br /&gt;102.Want To Get Married?: No idea.&lt;br /&gt;103.Believe In Yourself?: Mostly of the time. I think..&lt;br /&gt;104.Get Motion Sickness?: Refer to throwing up in school or sth like that.&lt;br /&gt;105.Think You Are Attractive?: When I hold a stack of completed homework that no one else in the class did.&lt;br /&gt;106.Get Along With Your Parents?: A clear day with occasional showers and storms.&lt;br /&gt;107.Like Thunderstorms?: I don't mind. I get a nice breeze in my room.&lt;br /&gt;108.Play An Instrument?: Piano, recorder, French  Horn, a bit of trumpet and possibly eupho.&lt;br /&gt;109.Own An IPOD?: nope.&lt;br /&gt;110.Pray?: Not divulging :P&lt;br /&gt;111.Go To Church?: Hai.&lt;br /&gt;112.Sleep With Stuffed Animals?: my sister and brother count? NOPE.&lt;br /&gt;113.Keep A Journal/Diary?: This is my blog..&lt;br /&gt;114.Dance In The Rain?: haven't had the change&lt;br /&gt;115.Sing In The Shower?: yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON&lt;br /&gt;140.You Touched: My dad heheh.&lt;br /&gt;141.You Talked To On The Phone: This morning in Michellina's Car to ask Munteng to help me bring down a book just in case we had silent reading.&lt;br /&gt;142.You Instant Messaged: Celine Teo I think&lt;br /&gt;143.You Hugged: around the last day of obs when the various watches reported back to camp 2.&lt;br /&gt;144.You Yelled At: my watch :X&lt;br /&gt;145.You Played A Sport With: I was playing tug of war with Manon over my souvenir she refused to let go off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S THE LAST&lt;br /&gt;145.Time You Laughed?: Today. In school.&lt;br /&gt;146. Time You Cried?: ..... right after we perform da pacem during SYF `07&lt;br /&gt;147.Movie You Watched?: POTC : AWE&lt;br /&gt;148.Flavor Of Gum You Chewed?: Fruity.&lt;br /&gt;149.Joke You Told?:  I don't remember&lt;br /&gt;150.Song You've Sung?: Here on grandpa's farm there lives a black and white cow, here on grandpa's farm there lives a black and white cow! The cow, it makes a sound like this! &lt;em&gt;Moo moo ... (to manon)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;151.Where Are You?: Home, study room&lt;br /&gt;152.What Can You See Out Your Window?: the skyline. lightning rod of the next block&lt;br /&gt;153.Are You Listening To Music?: Se No Yoru Wo Koete - Aqua Timez&lt;br /&gt;154.What Are You Wearing?: Shirt and FBTs&lt;br /&gt;155.What's On Your Mousepad?: no mousepad simi mouse?&lt;br /&gt;156.Do you believe there is life on other planets?:  Yes&lt;br /&gt;157.Do you believe in miracles?: Yes&lt;br /&gt;158.Magic?: No. supernatural, yes. magic, no.&lt;br /&gt;159.Love at first sight?: Yes&lt;br /&gt;160.God?: Yes&lt;br /&gt;161.Satan?: No?&lt;br /&gt;162.Ghosts?: Skeptical&lt;br /&gt;163.Santa?: Nope&lt;br /&gt;164.Evolution?: Yesssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished~ Koped from Jinwei's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lookee Felicia, it's a uber long post!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-2892470251309836873?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/2892470251309836873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=2892470251309836873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/2892470251309836873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/2892470251309836873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/06/so-phone-rang.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-7316777285628276526</id><published>2007-06-26T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T21:40:16.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Don't you guys feeeeeeelll so exhausted? Phew. I'm so tired that I'm only staying awake through pinching myself and exercising my 'iron' will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels like a magnetic force is summoning me to my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZZzzzzz-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-7316777285628276526?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/7316777285628276526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=7316777285628276526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/7316777285628276526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/7316777285628276526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/06/dont-you-guys-feeeeeeelll-so-exhausted.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-859085160638184959</id><published>2007-06-24T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T19:20:14.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DISCLAIMER: No, Cherie Lian, I'm not SLAMMING you, it's just an anecdote that I am posting on my blog. Sibling disputes are always common, okay. Calm down, calm down, 1...,2....3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there we were, standing in line, (not so) paitently waiting for our turn at immigration in the humongous maze that is the Suvarnabhumi Airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what sparked it off, but I think I unwittingly said something wrong. [Okay, I was WRONG. Happy?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I SO DO NOT OKAY." Scoffed The Sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You do too lor." I retorted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so it went as we waged verbal war with each other, until I used my Placating Tactic No. 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Whatever. It's not worth arguing about."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's so like you lor. You really seriously want to pick fight with me? I'm right okay."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We're not arguing over this. I'm not talking to you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annoyed silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few minutes later, my sister muttered, "Anyway, whatever. Whatever I have is always better than yours lor."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We're not talking about this."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's the truth!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm not talking to you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Who's the one talking?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm not talking to you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That aside, YES I have survived OBS. YES I have braved and survived Thailand without my parents! Though I don't think braving the throngs of shoppers in Silom (Secretary Market) or Siam Paragon was exactly like the organ sellers and various robbers that my mother had imagined. Not that I'm LAUGHING, yes, I do appreciate the concern, but thankfully, I wasn't the like 0.01% that suffers that kind of tragedies. Choy, okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways!&lt;br /&gt;I really do love my watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shackleton&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crescent Girls' School&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;June 11th ~ 15th&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2007&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-859085160638184959?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/859085160638184959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=859085160638184959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/859085160638184959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/859085160638184959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/06/disclaimer-no-cherie-lian-im-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-7924110754224364505</id><published>2007-06-09T08:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T08:45:45.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been slacking alot, despite the intervention of my parents. Now, with 2 days to go to obs and 8 days of vacation in thailand, I have done -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTHING. ABSOLUTELY NOTHING. NOT ONE HOMEWORK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray for me, because I'm so going to die when school reopens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-7924110754224364505?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/7924110754224364505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=7924110754224364505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/7924110754224364505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/7924110754224364505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/06/ive-been-slacking-alot-despite.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-8805939276355529861</id><published>2007-05-31T08:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T08:46:13.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am increasingly frustrated to note that my parent's decisions for my wellbeing are increasingly dictated by the stupid and foolish actions of my older sibling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks, Cherie. You really know how to make everyone miserable. I agree with mum.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-8805939276355529861?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/8805939276355529861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=8805939276355529861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/8805939276355529861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/8805939276355529861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-am-increasingly-frustrated-to-note.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-3676881010149568143</id><published>2007-05-25T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T22:14:04.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey, blogger's working normal again.&lt;br /&gt;CrezMUN was okay, in which I realised that I really hated note passing.&lt;br /&gt;Because everything a counsellor brushed past me to hand a note to the delegation of Sudan, they scraped my friction burn wound raw.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Sudan's popularity also helped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other random things I did:&lt;br /&gt;1. Instant drink powder does coagulate at the bottom of the cup if you do not have a spoon, even if you continously add hot water. The first time will vaguely taste of milk tea and the rest is just mud-coloured water, as the honourable delegates from Iraq, India, and my own country informed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleh. haven't you guys ever drank teh tarik? :PPPPP nyeehhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Whine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lynette whined alot :D&lt;br /&gt;I whined even more than that after the conference and when Zhi Yi dragged me from school to Redhill MRT station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Risk life and limb.&lt;br /&gt;I'M SERIOUS. WALKING UNDER THE BLEACHERS IN THE PAT IS SUCH A FREAKING SCARY THING TO DO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran in to get laoban's pencilbox while people thundered by up on top. Also refer to clause 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The PAT bleachers creak and squeak. ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Munteng's tie was tied pretty weird?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I swaggered around and generally made an ass of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ps, I didn't put semi-colon. don't grill me for that :P]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-3676881010149568143?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/3676881010149568143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=3676881010149568143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/3676881010149568143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/3676881010149568143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/05/hey-bloggers-working-normal-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-6906930253246112701</id><published>2007-05-15T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T21:54:02.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've just realised how precious my family is to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've so many things to say.&lt;br /&gt;I can't articulate even one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-6906930253246112701?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/6906930253246112701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=6906930253246112701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/6906930253246112701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/6906930253246112701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/05/ive-just-realised-how-precious-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-1621984113523915206</id><published>2007-05-11T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T23:03:50.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have I mentioned how jaded and cynical I was about humans? So I was thinking about it really, very hard the whole day and I really sort of closed myself off to the world today. It's really tiring, taking sides and I was so disappointed with myself and how easily we, humans can make so many mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another day has gone by, and that burden has gone, thanks to Him. But, looking back, it wasn't just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to those who had their doubts about that, I want to tell you guys; see, waiting isn't that bad either?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, love is a verb&lt;br /&gt;Love is a doing word&lt;br /&gt;Feathers on my breath&lt;br /&gt;Gentle impulsion&lt;br /&gt;Shakes me, makes me lighter&lt;br /&gt;Feathers on my breath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teardrop on the fire&lt;br /&gt;Feathers on my breath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nine, night after day&lt;br /&gt;Black flowers blossom&lt;br /&gt;Feathers on my breath&lt;br /&gt;Black flowers blossom&lt;br /&gt;Feathers on my breath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teardrop on the fire&lt;br /&gt;Feathers on my Water is my eye&lt;br /&gt;Most faithful mirror&lt;br /&gt;Feathers on my breath&lt;br /&gt;Teardrop on the fire&lt;br /&gt;Of a confession&lt;br /&gt;Feathers on my breath&lt;br /&gt;Most faithful mirror&lt;br /&gt;Feathers on my breath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teardrop on the fire&lt;br /&gt;Feathers on my breath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're stumbling just a little&lt;br /&gt;You're stumbling just a little...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-1621984113523915206?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/1621984113523915206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=1621984113523915206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/1621984113523915206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/1621984113523915206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/05/have-i-mentioned-how-jaded-and-cynical.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-6318556844405175701</id><published>2007-05-10T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T22:18:01.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blogger's being wtfshitty.&lt;br /&gt;I've realised the best thing about exams is that you can sleep as long as you want when you want now.&lt;br /&gt;AH, sleep. wonderful thing.&lt;br /&gt;-procastinates-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-6318556844405175701?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/6318556844405175701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=6318556844405175701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/6318556844405175701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/6318556844405175701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/05/bloggers-being-wtfshitty.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-6388026659919919591</id><published>2007-05-07T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T15:51:39.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wtf, blogger's being really shitty and weird. o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In spirit in which I start of most of my idealistic plans (read: neverfinished), I will bring you something interesting tomorrow(!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a probable change in blogskin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-6388026659919919591?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/6388026659919919591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=6388026659919919591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/6388026659919919591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/6388026659919919591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/05/wtf-bloggers-being-really-shitty-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-8258493566400613534</id><published>2007-05-06T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T21:32:56.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wanted to food blog, and there's like tons of pictures stuck in my handphone :X. Budden hor, very lazy larh :. After exams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking of something that really made me rethink many many things about people. And I was really wondering how I judged people. And I really realized that I've been really cynical about - many things, really. &lt;br /&gt;I've been really tired with the world and 'get-ahead' attitude. Sick of the rat race. Mom reminded me about it once again, and I'm reminded why so many people have run to say-, for instance, New York. The rat race is everywhere but in Singapore it's especially true.&lt;br /&gt;Gargh. I need to study chem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, I've been only listening to instrumentals lately, so no, I don't have good songs to recommend for studying. Some of my instrumentals can really put you to sleep :D. I'm immune, sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you hear it? says:&lt;br /&gt;*innocent smile*&lt;br /&gt;eMpTy says:&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;eMpTy says:&lt;br /&gt;never.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-8258493566400613534?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/8258493566400613534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=8258493566400613534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/8258493566400613534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/8258493566400613534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-wanted-to-food-blog-and-theres-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-7073889701056785949</id><published>2007-04-30T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T23:07:22.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh man this is sooooo cool &gt;_&gt; why does astrology hit the mark all the time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Section 1: How You Approach Life and How You Appear To Others&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You meet life head on and throw yourself into new experiences with zest and enthusiasm. You are direct, straightforward, assertive, and usually completely aboveboard in all your dealings. Candid and incapable of guile, insincerity or phoniness, you project a confident and sometimes arrogant appearance to others. You often lack tact and sensitivity, and can be completely oblivious to others' needs, and inadvertently selfish. You are self-reliant and don't depend upon social approval and reinforcement as much as other people do. You like to be original and do not mind going it alone. You may feel that you do not fit into groups very well, and that you do not naturally blend in and cooperate with others very easily. You like to be either a leader or a loner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Section 2: The Inner You: Your Real Motivation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quiet, deep, emotionally complex and intensely private, you are not a person who is easy to get to know and understand. You are extremely sensitive but disinclined to show it, and you allow only a special few into your inner world. Like a wary animal, you are cautious and mistrustful of those you do not know until you "sniff them out". You are very, very instinctive and intuitive. You usually have a strong, immediate gut reaction to people, even though you may be unable to clearly articulate why you feel as you do. Your feelings and perceptions go deeper than words.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-7073889701056785949?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/7073889701056785949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=7073889701056785949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/7073889701056785949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/7073889701056785949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/04/oh-man-this-is-sooooo-cool-why-does.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-3852580999779090435</id><published>2007-04-30T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T22:18:16.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, if I have said anything really mean or anything, I'm sorry because I was ignorant :X I'm really sorry if I offended anyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home really late today. Hehe. Did history and ss graded assignments with refreshing theological discussions with some people. haha. after that we were chased out into the foyer were completed our assignments. Me, Mianbao, Feli and Sowji then caught 132 to Redhill where we chilled out by buying drinks la. Surprisingly the train at around 7 plus is not as crowded as the 6 pm trains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was listening to Luffy's theme on my MP3. I love music. music will never let you down and music brings you to another place where I believe you transcend all your sorrows and worries. Wait for bus home was super long, and I reached home at 7.50. that's a record for a school day :O.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard many many cool things from felicia, kelly and munteng about cell group meetings and services and all that. That's cool. I've been doing lots of thinking and I think that I am ready to make a commitment. wenning let me read a powerful verse today. I think I would like to live by that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ephesians 6:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Children, obey your parents in the Lord: for this is right.&lt;br /&gt;Honour thy father and mother; which is the first commandment with promise;&lt;br /&gt;That it may be well with thee, and thou mayest live long on the earth.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always talked about how I envy the devotion and faith that many of my friends seem to find in their religion? after thinking for a very long time I will make my desicion after tomorrow. I really needed to prove to myself I'm not in this because of peer pressure and I really want to find inner peace.[that sentence sounded really weird lehh]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, OH. I wanted to write descriptive writing to improve my narrative skillz!&lt;br /&gt;I'm just going to start by writing what I saw. then by elaborating the next post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady to my right playing sudoku.&lt;br /&gt;girl sitting on the left corner opposite me was blasting music from her MP3.&lt;br /&gt;Lots of slouching, tired office workers nodding off.&lt;br /&gt;This really smelly guy came and plopped himself onto the seat next to me but he sat on my skirt because his butt overflowed his seat into the neighboring seats zz. and kept leaning towards me as he tried not to fall asleep on meeeeeee. zzz&lt;br /&gt;kept invading my personal space. next time someone who does that, I SWEAR I will be really, really mean.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-3852580999779090435?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/3852580999779090435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=3852580999779090435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/3852580999779090435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/3852580999779090435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/04/poptoday-if-i-have-said-anything-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-869640504794262577</id><published>2007-04-27T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T21:22:47.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To michelle : yeah, that is so totally &lt;em&gt;uncelestino &lt;/em&gt;:P. Don't ask me WHY I chose it (&lt;em&gt;because I don't know either&lt;/em&gt;~), I just decided to go with it yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank mucho people today. Well, today I don't know whether it was lack of sleep or whatever, I forgot many many things today. Among one of those was my tablet &gt;3&lt;. First people to thank are FELICIA and MELISSA for psycho-ing me to go back and go get my tablet. Mian bao was of no help xP. Just kidding. But wtf. I was so lucky okay. HAZEL got on just as I was preparing to get off. [HAZELand JOANNE went for consultation and it just so happened I gave the key to JOANNE] Next person to thank is GERMAINE. yoo girl. thanks for letting me deposit my bag in G3 before I ran around the school like some mad woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to GO, next person to thank : TESSA. She asked the office lady for me because I was too out of breath to answer. Then I walked around, looking for the KEY AUNTIE. [how did I do that? I followed the sound of the closing shutters -_-]. The AUNTIE damn nice kay, although she had just returned from the 4th storey of F block. Btw, to climb there from parade square is like 6 storeys. The problem of having your school built on a hill :.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then just as we were preparing to go up, JOANNE came by with my tablet in hand. She ran ALL the way back from Redhill to open the door and retrieve my tablet. HAZEL called her, it seems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARIGATO!! THANKYOU 谢谢！那时真的不知道该怎么办。My gosh. I can't thank you two enough. &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, SOWJIE. Haha. for reasons I won't disclose xPP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;jaded, but now restored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-869640504794262577?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/869640504794262577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=869640504794262577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/869640504794262577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/869640504794262577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/04/to-michelle-yeah-that-is-so-totally.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-2210663092219659614</id><published>2007-04-24T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T22:22:55.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally changed my blogskin today. dunno. just felt like it.&lt;br /&gt;I actually had domokun on standby, but I think he can wait till another day :D.&lt;br /&gt;stupid friggin browser on homecom kept closing and malfunctioning. Someone remind to unplug it when it's charged finish!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-2210663092219659614?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/2210663092219659614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=2210663092219659614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/2210663092219659614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/2210663092219659614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/04/finally-changed-my-blogskin-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-5022060550743655715</id><published>2007-04-23T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T21:55:05.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm writing this for someone that I know and for myself too.&lt;br /&gt;And I've promised myself that I won't delete this, so as to remind myself always :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed at home today to reflect. Yeah, I had stomach cramps(bad ones) too okayyy &gt;_&gt; This Sunday and Monday I spent at home to reflect on something that happened recently. And these days it just seems like an uphill struggle to get on, to get out of bed and walk into school for what now seems like the daily grind. I'm also fighting to keep abreast of homework owed while I was taking it super easy in the days leading up to SYF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered a phrase I heard from My Lovely Samsoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'One day, the body said to the heart, "When I am sick, I'll go to the doctor. When you're sick what will you do?' &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people go crazy. Some people will play piano. Some scream, rave, do something crazy. Some cry. I spent half the morning cuddled up on my bed whilst the stupid cramps ran havoc round my body, thinking and reflecting. I could have taken an extra dose of Panadol Extra and soldiered on to school but I decided not too, because I was sick in my heart as well. As in, some thing's not quite right. The rest of the day to cure my 'sickness' was to restlessly walk up and down the stairs for no reason [even though my stomach hurt like a bitch after] and watch One Piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I'm cured. I think I can go to school tomorrow. Remains to be seen if I'll die after Mass Run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I just wanted to tell that someone that it's okay to fall sometimes. And sometimes it feels like you've fallen but after that you'll realise that you're still standing and you feel like you're a failure. But I sincerely believe a quiet moment or time will eventually solve things out. I was scolded many times today -3-""  demo sa I feel so refreshed and I will charge ahead into the future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-5022060550743655715?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/5022060550743655715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=5022060550743655715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/5022060550743655715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/5022060550743655715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-writing-this-for-someone-that-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-6237422196486844419</id><published>2007-04-20T14:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T16:11:40.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haha. if anyone saw the angsty post that was here, it's gone now.&lt;br /&gt;I just needed to let it out. It's like what someone said, 应该放手了.&lt;br /&gt;Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More songs and videos to plug!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xOGPHUFAxWQ"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xOGPHUFAxWQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celine Dion's was kinda nice. Boring for me anyway. But meatloaf's voice contrasts beautifully with Marion Raven's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if i forgive you like this&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if you forgive me for that&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we forgive and forget&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and it's all coming back to us now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-6237422196486844419?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/6237422196486844419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=6237422196486844419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/6237422196486844419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/6237422196486844419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/04/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-6574349732584426385</id><published>2007-04-19T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T20:58:58.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just felt like it. goshdarn it, I'm into morale-lifting songs these days huh &gt;_&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;''手牵手''&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这世界乍看之下有点灰&lt;br /&gt;你微笑的脸有些疲惫&lt;br /&gt;抬起头天空就要亮起来&lt;br /&gt;不要放弃你的希望和期待&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;沙漠中的一滴泪　&lt;br /&gt;化成绿洲的湖水&lt;br /&gt;真心若能被看见梦会实现&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;手牵手我的朋友&lt;br /&gt;爱永远在你左右&lt;br /&gt;不要再恐惧绝不要放弃　&lt;br /&gt;这一切将会渡过&lt;br /&gt;因为你和我&lt;br /&gt;才有明天的彩虹&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;手牵手我的朋友　　　&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;爱永远在你左右&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这一刻不要躲在害怕后面&lt;br /&gt;这个世界需要多一点信念&lt;br /&gt;那尘埃不会真的将你打败&lt;br /&gt;你将会意外生命的光采&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;风雨过去那一天　&lt;br /&gt;悲伤就要停下来&lt;br /&gt;感觉你身边的爱它存在&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;手牵手我的朋友　&lt;br /&gt;爱永远在你左右&lt;br /&gt;不要再恐惧绝不要放弃　&lt;br /&gt;这一切将会渡过&lt;br /&gt;因为你和我才有明天的彩虹&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的手握著温暖的火种&lt;br /&gt;散发一点光和热就看到笑容&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;手牵手我的朋友&lt;br /&gt;爱永远在你左右&lt;br /&gt;不要再恐惧绝不要放弃&lt;br /&gt;这一切将会渡过&lt;br /&gt;因为你和我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;你和我&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;才有明天的彩虹&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;手牵手我的朋友&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;我的朋友...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱永远在你左右&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;爱永远...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不要再恐惧绝&lt;br /&gt;不要放弃这&lt;br /&gt;一切将会渡过&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;将会渡过...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因为你和我才有明天的彩虹&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;...明天的彩虹...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;手牵手我的朋友&lt;/em&gt; 　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;爱永远在你左右　&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;手牵手一起渡过&lt;br /&gt;爱永远在你左右&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;...在你左右&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;手牵手我的朋友&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;朋友...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱永远在你左右&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;在你左右...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不要再恐惧绝不要放弃&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;不要恐惧...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这一切将会渡过&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;这一切将会渡过...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;牵著我的手看见明天的彩虹&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;我的手...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;手牵手　&lt;br /&gt;我的朋友&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;牵著我的手...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱永远在你左右&lt;br /&gt;手牵手　&lt;br /&gt;一起渡过&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;手牵手...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱永远在你左右&lt;br /&gt;手牵手　&lt;br /&gt;我的朋友&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-6574349732584426385?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/6574349732584426385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=6574349732584426385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/6574349732584426385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/6574349732584426385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/04/just-felt-like-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-6347471609737197092</id><published>2007-04-10T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T21:17:03.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;GOLD BAND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Today was like a blur to me. Sorta. The band was scolded because of not getting our piorities riggght. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we walked in, a sense of calm flooded my body. I don't know what it was but I told myself, 'go ahead. Ten minutes. ten minutes.' Sunrise was okay. When Mrs Chua walked down and mouthed the rhythm of the opening to make sure we don't go too fast or slow, I felt weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this what confidence sounds like? Nah. There was fear, but I think I had pushed it back. I don't think confidence was what Hardy Mertens had in mind when he wrote Da Pacem, but that's what I felt. Hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-6347471609737197092?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/6347471609737197092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=6347471609737197092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/6347471609737197092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/6347471609737197092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/04/gold-band-today-was-like-blur-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-5205767017064737433</id><published>2007-04-09T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T22:00:05.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just reaaaccchheed home. Michellina's dad treated me to a more than sumptuous dinner. I probably no need to eat breakfast tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, tomorrow's SYF, and I've decided to put lyrics of a favourite song of mine. It's from Naruto, and it talks about the relationship between Naruto and Sasuke (not that way, you sickooo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miezu ni ita monoya shira naide ita koto ni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Trying to touch what we can't see.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fure youto suru koto wa mono sugoku itainda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And what we didn't know hurt more than we could have known&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakidashitakute nigedashitakunaru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just wanted to cry and get the hell outta there&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boku datte sou sa kimi hitori dake ja nai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But that's how I am so I don't think you're the only one&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imi nai doryoku ya muda na deai toka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's no such thing as a pointless effort or a wasted encounter&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aru wake nai kara kobushi wo katamete ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So put up your fists, we're moving forward..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ding! Dong! Dang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ikura te wo nobashite mo todoka nai kono hana mo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No matter how much I reach out, I can't reach that flower&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kimi to te wo tsunageba kantan ni tsukameru yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If we held hands, we'd grab it in a second&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surechigattari gokai shiattari&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We keep missing each other and having misunderstandings&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shinjiru tame ni kenka mo suru keredo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And we argue with each other to build our trust&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyou ni kizutsuite namida de nurete mo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Although I'm drenched in tears because you hurt me today&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Issho ni ikou yo bokura no ashita he&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let's keep moving into the future together&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ding! Dong! Dang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sotsugyou shitemo otona ni nattemo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even if we graduate and get old&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kimi wa kimi deite boku wa bokura shiku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you'll still be you and I'll still be me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miageta sora wa hateshinaku tsuduku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The sky will stretch on forever&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saegiru mono wa nani hitotsu nai hazu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And there'll be nothing standing in our way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imi nai doryoku ya muda na deai toka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's no such thing as a wasted encounter&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aru wake naikara kobushi wo katame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Put up your fists, we're moving forward&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ding! Dong! Dang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boku ni tari nai mono wa kimi ga kureru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What ever I don't have, you'll give me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kimi ni nai mono wa boku ga ageru kara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whatever you don't have, I'll give you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ding! Dong! Dang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And together, we'll make each other complete.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CGSSB; everyone believes you.&lt;br /&gt;You must believe in yourself okay??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;'walk with esteem and a calm heart' &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Melsy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Celestine!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-5205767017064737433?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/5205767017064737433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=5205767017064737433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/5205767017064737433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/5205767017064737433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/04/just-reaaaccchheed-home.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-8782167780873136633</id><published>2007-04-07T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T00:11:45.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is like, haha, 24 hours late, but I'll just recap the events of yesterday and today I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday yesterday night I had areally funny dream :D. Hehe. Let's just say it involved Kelly and Munteng saying really funny and stupid things man. Woke up, played piano, set up horn, played horn, sang with tuner, before going out to fetch the visitors home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly, Munteng and Felicia were on time; Melissa; &lt;em&gt;-sigh- &lt;/em&gt;er, was late. 'Popped' up to Popular [haha, bad pun] to buy markers for Cherie before Felicia went to fetch Melissa. Ended up taking 242, but I've realized a long bus ride may seem like nothing in the presence of friend :S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much slacking around, we ate, drank and ate somemore, and sifted flour [in which Felicia is very pro at]. Made dough, gave up near the end and helped Felicia and Kelly to cut (and Melissa kneaded dough).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afternoon. Hmm. Spaghetti, fish fingers and chicken nuggets. Played uno, sorta played tablet, made little pizzas, ate pizza, read comic books and watch movie. Yeah, that's the rough summary of Friday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Cherie's friend Hema popped by to help with Cher's campaign. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwhich, all of us (elder sister and friend included) were to squeeze in the Lian family's Ford Focus on it's swan song for heading off to Russia. I've got piccctuuurrreeez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if I put them up, people will kill me D: (-whimper-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind, you can ask me for pictures! Anyway, I will demonstrate my super narrative essay skillz by describing the entire scenario and how we fit that many people in the car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Dad gets in. I get into the right hand side of the car, behind dad.&lt;br /&gt;2. Munteng sits on my lap.&lt;br /&gt;3. Kelly sits next to us.&lt;br /&gt;4. Melissa somehow is wedged between the front two seats, Butt hovering above gearbox and hand brake.&lt;br /&gt;5. Felicia sits in.&lt;br /&gt;6. Cherie and Hema comes down. Ensure disbelieving laughter.&lt;br /&gt;7. Hema sits in passenger seat. Cherie shoves herself in, Sits with knees to chest.&lt;br /&gt;8. Bake for 40 minutes of hysterical laughter and suspension groaning.&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Max Pavillion, we just sorta tumbled out of the car, laughter (hysterically, of course) all the way, doing 'I can't believe we just did that's and high fiving each other. We then joined the queue into Max Pavillion where service was being held.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Split up with Cherie and Hema as they want to sit with Hema's cell group. I found myself shaking alot alot of handz. Really friendly and outgoing bunch, these CHC people. [Hmm, isn't Rainy CHC as well?"]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't go into details on the actual service [if you can actually find my lj, my opinions and feelings are written there... :P]. What I would divulge, is that it was powerful. Imagine a thousand people clapping and singing at the same time with passion. That's sure to raise the hair off your neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Carnival after that was also really fun. WANTED to play air hockey and Daytona, ended up playing like one thousand games of basketball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, went home with the same people who squeezed our asses into that car, (except for that who was sleeping at home), and two other of Mel's friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up. False alarm,. Went back to sleep. Runny nose. Fetched Michellina late, missed the strenuous part of the 'bandy morning exercise'. Sectionals, Shuangying came back! :))))). Chee Shan was down with fever, I couldn't part with tissue for the earlier part of the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Combined was okay. I need to listen more for Sunrise. Sang a song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw new car. It roxxors. At home, Yuting (4G2'06-SAJC) was there to help with Cherie with a banner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuition was okay. Yuneng and Mr Toh conspired in various scary, freaky, and irritating ways to keep me awake during tuition. Fetched Beth to Ginza-round there for tuition...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home, Yuting still there, haha. New girl, vivian. Played Warcraft for 2 hours, bathed, ate. Yuting went home at around 8-9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Err, to cut things short, kinda just sent Vivian off, I scrubbed paint of the toliet bowl, mom is hounding me to brush teeth and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banzai Ju Hua Cha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;z&lt;br /&gt;zzz&lt;br /&gt;zzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;zzzzzzzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-8782167780873136633?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/8782167780873136633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=8782167780873136633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/8782167780873136633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/8782167780873136633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/04/this-is-like-haha-24-hours-late-but-ill.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-635050700528884593</id><published>2007-04-03T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T21:29:02.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2 Apr 07, 21:30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;kaiqi: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HAHA I SEE MY NAME UP THERE IN YOUR POST!!! i'm xingxing, not xinxin! and you should call me MINGXING, not XINGXING, cause that's obviously who i am - A SUPERSTAR, MINGXING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept from 8. So here I am at 9 plus, starting on homework now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a more serious note, there's been nothing much to report except for a overwhelming sense of self-disgust and all that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promised myself not to eat sweets, but anyway, liberated quite a number of Florida's Natural from Zarifah and two Yupi from Wenning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/9638192/?q=merlion&amp;amp;qh=boost%3Apopular+age_sigma%3A24h+age_scale%3A5"&gt;Merlion&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just something -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;'You will definately get a silver if you play like this. If you want a gold, clear up all the mistakes I told you. But if you want a gold with honors, clear that up, and play music.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Everyone knows what they clearly want. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-635050700528884593?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/635050700528884593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=635050700528884593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/635050700528884593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/635050700528884593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/04/cough-2-apr-07-2130-kaiqi-haha-i-see-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-4247619344907267800</id><published>2007-04-02T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T19:31:48.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I"m not feeling very happy today man.&lt;br /&gt;I've just realized 70 dollars of my saving has been &lt;strong&gt;stolen. &lt;/strong&gt;Yes, taken away. I'm not a very happy camper right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking who might have taken it, and I've got a few possibilities. Regretfully, I'd had to eliminate a few, but anyway, I might have arrowed them due to &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-cough-&lt;/span&gt; some events that took place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The fuckers who took my money, if I find out who you are, you are going to die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-4247619344907267800?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/4247619344907267800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=4247619344907267800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/4247619344907267800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/4247619344907267800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-not-feeling-very-happy-today-man.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-6038175541433115166</id><published>2007-04-01T13:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T13:39:28.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh, btw, I've decided to do a random thingy in everypost. I found lots of funny pictures. I'll guess I'll link some of the funniest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;yay I love crack &lt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/51472311/?qo=3&amp;q=by%3Arisachantag&amp;amp;qh=sort%3Atime+-in%3Ascraps"&gt;Master of Disguise&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-6038175541433115166?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/6038175541433115166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=6038175541433115166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/6038175541433115166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/6038175541433115166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/03/oh-btw-ive-decided-to-do-random-thingy.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-7758159393921882783</id><published>2007-04-01T12:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T12:25:00.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If you really wanted to ask, yes, I'm dying from the workload and the imposed stress of term 2 okayy. I didn't really feel like posting till xinxin [hello, kaiqi!] said my posts were funny, which gave me an ego boost there and then! But I didn't post rightaway, because I had to let the self esteem ferment &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and all that while ideas came&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;to my head&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, It was just my super duper procastinatorrr working again. Heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've started to decide to do something random. People ask me about how I know so much stuff. It's just Wikipedia and my boliao randomness haha. I'll just look up whatever interests me [which means I look up practically everything, because of my short interest and attention span. Oh, by the way, do you there's this book called 'What&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; do you do when&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you want to do EVERTHING' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cough* Sorry for being so random and all that. blame my short attention span! [which is part of the reason why I play bingo in class. But I do absorb information okay!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Dr. House: You know the chances of you getting HIV from heterosexual sex with a condom?&lt;br /&gt;Senator Wright : Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Dr. House: Some day there will be a black President. Some day there will be a gay President. Maybe there'll even be a gay, black President. But one combination I do not see happening is gay, black, and dead. You need to stop lying to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-7758159393921882783?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/7758159393921882783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=7758159393921882783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/7758159393921882783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/7758159393921882783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/03/if-you-really-wanted-to-ask-yes-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-3922739853395034217</id><published>2007-03-14T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T12:08:42.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Useful things that Celestine has done during the week :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Learned how to fold paper boxes so she can spit her chicken bones in there and not spew it all over the table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Thought about doing homework&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Starting on english compo 'Dreams' five times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- A Math Project&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not so useful things Celestine HAS done during the week :&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Testing her siblings' pillows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the record, Cherie's hard pillow is the best to drift off with but Jun Yan's two flat pillows are lovely for not straining your neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which means : SHE SLEPT ALOT. with different pillows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Rereading the 234905328985 thousand manga she has.&lt;br /&gt;(including the chapter which launched a thousand ship(pers);&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naruto chapter one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all. I'm bored. Shall go shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note : '(including the chapter which launched a thousand ship(pers);' is copyrighted by telosmin. I think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-3922739853395034217?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/3922739853395034217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=3922739853395034217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/3922739853395034217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/3922739853395034217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/03/useful-things-that-celestine-has-done.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-5210865182296468417</id><published>2007-03-13T09:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T09:25:46.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I haven't done my english.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't done my chinese.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't done any homework.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't done ANYTHING productive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ack. I want to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-5210865182296468417?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/5210865182296468417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=5210865182296468417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/5210865182296468417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/5210865182296468417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-havent-done-my-english.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-7684549372752693142</id><published>2007-03-12T14:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T14:23:55.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This holiday is not a holiday. It is a normal school day with later reporting times. I'm serious. Gargh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-7684549372752693142?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/7684549372752693142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=7684549372752693142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/7684549372752693142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/7684549372752693142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/03/this-holiday-is-not-holiday.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-7360573248227501300</id><published>2007-02-13T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T22:10:08.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cross country's over for quite some time already.&lt;br /&gt;FRY won this year. phooey. [haha val and michy, I didn't mean it really]&lt;br /&gt;me and linda were in front at first and then in the end we were walk run walk shuffle shuffle pant walk walk jog, and we ended up around the middle ._&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Melissa Tay and Tessa were like 53 and 54 respectively =D. No towels!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa LEE ran and gt top 50 as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yejing  - Twenty plus&lt;br /&gt;Doggy  - 32nd&lt;br /&gt;Serene - 35th&lt;br /&gt;Valerie - 45th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKYOU val and val's dad! Reached Queenstown mrt at 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate Pizza Hut with Stephanie and Michellina. We found out the hard way vanilla icecream reacts with pepsi to produced explosive reactions ._. And survey people quail from the super might of stephanie heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I think I'm supposed to be studying ._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-7360573248227501300?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/7360573248227501300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=7360573248227501300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/7360573248227501300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/7360573248227501300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/02/cross-countrys-over-for-quite-some-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-1372583008563424663</id><published>2007-02-07T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T22:10:11.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh gargh. I'm stuck will an enormous backlog of homework [a &amp; e maths specifically] AND I seem to have left a maths textbook in music room along with probably e maths homework &gt;_&gt;. I wonder whether peilin took that out for me.. thanks  anyway girl for holding my wallet for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concert was okay. So many hiccups man ._. Felicia, I think your flower is also in the music room! I'm so sorry! It was like 11 plus was I was so tired I trudged out without checking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was Chee Shan Clarice and Janice's last concert with us. I gave letters to them and talked with Si Cheng and Jia En. It's gonna be quite hard to part with them, with Clarice super power horn skills and Chee Shan's discerning eye for rhythm and Janice's endless lung power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. Zaza thank yous for your mini m&amp;amp;ms. And thanks for coming for the concert! You look pretty in your kebaya okayy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-1372583008563424663?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/1372583008563424663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=1372583008563424663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/1372583008563424663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/1372583008563424663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/02/oh-gargh.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-8684258225706572796</id><published>2007-02-04T19:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T19:16:58.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If I really wanted to, I'd be sitting amongst the VIPs in indoor stadium right now, being totally out of my element, while my sister and her best friends chat away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle : you are weird. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zaza : I'm a convert. I'm a Kaname Yuki fan now &gt;_&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-8684258225706572796?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/8684258225706572796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=8684258225706572796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/8684258225706572796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/8684258225706572796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/02/if-i-really-wanted-to-id-be-sitting.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-7844666024665029127</id><published>2007-01-23T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T21:59:38.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18, and find line 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(The British Museum A-Z Companion to the Collections; Amazons) 'Themiscriya, ruled over by a queen. Men were not admitted but'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Stretch your left arm out as far as you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The heart shaped wind chime I bought on Mother's Day last year.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What is the last thing you watched on TV?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mad Labs? It's still going on. No one drinking weewee this ep though.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Without looking, guess what time it is :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nine because there's Mad Labs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Now look at the clock. What is the actual time ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;9.39. I should be doing chinese hw :X&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. With the exception of the computer, what can you hear ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The tv. It's got ads now. Kat-Tun playing realll noisily hehe. The fan whirling around.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. When did you last step outside ? What were you doing ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I went out for school? That was like 13-16 hours ago. Damn.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Before you started this survey, what did you look at ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mad Labs to see whether they've got any more experiments on weewee for me to laugh at.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What are you wearing ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby blue shirt with Clementi Town Primary School shorts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Did you dream last night ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I dreamt that I couldn't sleep. Then I 'fell asleep' and shit, it's 6 and I have to go change.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. When did you last laugh ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;5 minutes ago cause Jun Yan's scared shitless by supernatural. Saaaammm.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What is on the walls of the room you are in ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mom and Dad's wedding photo. Dad was thinner then, Mom was wilder then.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Seen anything weird lately ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ee Suan? Michelle? HAHA.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What do you think of this quiz ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I really find ways and means to procastinate doing homework.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What is the last film you saw ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy Feettttt amigos.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. If you became a multi-millionaire overnight, what would you buy ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I would renovate this house, repair my tablet, invest most of the money and make sure Mom and Dad have a nice donation to their retirement fund :D. Oh, and go back to UK to re-explore it with more monay this time and see Sian and Rhys.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Tell me something about you that I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm very random. I would be doing A Maths and I'll be reminiscing on Rosslyn Chapel or Madame Tussauds or some random anime. Haha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. If you could change one thing about the world, regardless of guilt or politics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I would make it such that no eldery parent would be abandoned at some home, unloved after all they did for their children and then just discarded because their children don't want to take care of them. Bastards.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Do you like to dance ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Currently.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. George Bush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;...is the name of two US presidents&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Imagine your first child is a girl, what do you call her ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Haruhi. Haruhis seem to be strong resilient people[in animes anyway :X].&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Imagine your first child is a boy, what do you call him ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ryun.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Would you ever consider living abroad ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No. Dad won't fetch me home, he's a few thousand miles away! =.=&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What do you want God to say to you when you reach the pearly gates ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You have done some good in the world. Good Job? [I'm Buddhist xD]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who want to kope then kope lor, whenever you want. I'm such a lazy person to find people to answer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-7844666024665029127?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/7844666024665029127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=7844666024665029127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/7844666024665029127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/7844666024665029127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/01/1.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-7978851085617252615</id><published>2007-01-19T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T17:49:21.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;I didn't know. I'm sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd just like to say that you'll be missed. We didn't talk much, but you were a person worth respecting. Other people might have argued and misunderstood, but in the end, we all really miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't truly understand till today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hey kitty, rest in peace. We know you've gone on to a much better place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-7978851085617252615?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/7978851085617252615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=7978851085617252615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/7978851085617252615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/7978851085617252615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-didnt-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-4121514196039553748</id><published>2007-01-17T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T18:56:15.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the plan for labelling day was postponed because I had mock exam and there wasn't PL session anyway &gt;_. From the looks of it, it's like I can just leave peerleading because I have mocks every tuesday for 50 minutes? &gt;_&lt; arrgggggghhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel lonely during class sometimes. It's like some wall between me and the class and all, and there was michelle who I always could comfortably say utterly stupid things to. or michellina, who would probably be on the same wavelength with me and we'll nod at each other like it was the ultimate truth of universe even if it was so dumb. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gotten along well with Melissa, Zarifah and Derede. Felicia is now my 'best friend' in this class hehe. I thought mel was sick but she wasn't there for a utterly stupid reason =.= In which Clara almost moved in with me and I thought I would die because we are not on the same wavelength ._. But felicia was sacrificed instead and sat with Tania (or was it Trina?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pointed out to Ms Lau that the summary exercise said that we should not push too much tests on the poor students. She artfully dodged and said that it was the point of view of the author. Touche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW : Leanne, if you are reading this, if you don't come for my school concert with gaki I will skin you =D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fyi : i'm thinking of moving and changing blogskin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-4121514196039553748?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/4121514196039553748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=4121514196039553748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/4121514196039553748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/4121514196039553748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/01/plan-for-labelling-day-was-postponed.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-6761260945369519989</id><published>2007-01-10T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T21:14:58.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you know that advertisment where everyone walks around with a fishbowl on their heads?&lt;br /&gt;I feel like that when I talk to some people.&lt;br /&gt;Gargh. Break that fishbowl people, you're just closing yourself off and sometimes I feel like ignoring them just like they ignore me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, chee shan wants me to try out the 'other' silver horn. why is it that I can play high g on that when technically it's bigger. They accuse me of 'blasting' but it's just the horn tone really. if I want to accent my notes, the horn will unevitably make that kind of noiseeeeeee.I can pass it to Cheng EN and I think we will get the same anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU QIANWEN for convincing NYCB people to go watch Quintessence. I remember why I HATE responsibility AGAIN because of rubbish like this. I have to like go and photocopy posters and possibily provide all the tape and all that. I 'may' be a leader, but I think being a follower is so much more fun. or slack, whatever rocks your boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like my group mucho. The names I can recite of my Peerleading group is abysmal. Sorry. haha.&lt;br /&gt;There's Le Yi and gaki and then got Emma Rosemary and er.. but I call them the three stooge in my mind cause they are the shortest ._. I think. Arghhhhh. I'm bring tape next PL session and pasting them on the shirts of the secones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To any 1S2 sec ones who happen to read this [o.O] , next session is nickname day. If you tell me your name is superman, I am seriously call you superman for the rest of my life. don't get angry is I ask your teacher to see superman. HARDYHARHAR&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-6761260945369519989?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/6761260945369519989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=6761260945369519989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/6761260945369519989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/6761260945369519989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/01/you-know-that-advertisment-where.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-2616571537969573637</id><published>2007-01-08T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T23:17:06.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH, I'm awake doing my latest chinese holiday homework compo and my geog assignment which will be GRADED. O.o wtf. rushingggg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, onto updates. Felicia has agreed to go with me to Queenstown! ;D. And Michellina may be coming along, lured by the promise of FBTs. hahaha. Oh gosh, I seriously need new blouses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marching today was badd. I need to iron out my stomping time and manage to swing my horn up to the 'playing' position. And Si Cheng and Jia En need to do that too. In the horrible possibility that we PHAIL the video, the F Horns will not be blamed =P. Choy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quintessence 'o7 is coming up, and me and tessa will swing into action tomorrow and start pasting one thousand and one posters all around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who MAY be coming :&lt;br /&gt;QW - and 4 other NYCB seniors&lt;br /&gt;Hackie -??&lt;br /&gt;Gaki - ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All promotion team people are supposed to sell all their tickets!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-2616571537969573637?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/2616571537969573637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=2616571537969573637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/2616571537969573637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/2616571537969573637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/01/oh-im-awake-doing-my-latest-chinese.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-2343947981305187420</id><published>2007-01-06T09:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T09:45:40.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the homework load is ookkaay.&lt;br /&gt;Established tentative contact with seatmates and rowmates. Thank god I don't have to eat alone at least, that would have been the last straw if there wasn't felicia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I miss my old class. this class is so unsure, and we don't know each other yet. no chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll just slog through. But i regret so much that I didn't get into double sciences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boohoo. Orientation is finally over, but it means that I'll stay back for everyday except wednesday. Boo. I need to buy blouses and skirts anyway, let's see who I can drag to Queensway with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations to 1S2 who won 2nd in the cheer comp and some prize in some competition that I'm still quite clueless about ._.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-2343947981305187420?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/2343947981305187420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=2343947981305187420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/2343947981305187420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/2343947981305187420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/01/homework-load-is-ookkaay.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-8442946763961443476</id><published>2007-01-03T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T21:51:53.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think my neck fell off.&lt;br /&gt;I'm now sitting with Melissa Lee from 2C1. You rocks girl ;D.&lt;br /&gt;I missed Michelle very much though. We used to whine and crap all at the same time and I feel oddly comforted by her humongous ego.&lt;br /&gt;Chen Lao Shi is great! I love her lessons. She's a really good teacher, and I can't wait for her to finish that story tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;My form teachers are Ms Lau Wen Li [who banned 'wah lau' in class xD] and Chen Lao Shi!&lt;br /&gt;You really can tell who are the great teachers, because all the former students always flock back to them.&lt;br /&gt;Read History Textbook on the train ride home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secured a place rightt in front for me and Melissa. Let's see how it goes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-8442946763961443476?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/8442946763961443476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=8442946763961443476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/8442946763961443476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/8442946763961443476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-think-my-neck-fell-off.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-116375269736777760</id><published>2006-11-17T16:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T16:38:17.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't get into G1, which sucks. But now I have a choice of all four classes which I have to choose to get into. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Righto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Physics or Bio? : &lt;/strong&gt;Nyeh, I don't care about this leh :P. I don't really know what I want to go into huhhhhhh. You see, I want to be a doctor and all that, but I think dentistry is a pretty safe bet for me. But people say that Physics is damn hard to study if you suxxors in maths! And Bio. I seem to remember bio budden cannot rmb maths formulas leh :/. Si liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pure Geog or Pure Lit : &lt;/strong&gt;I says arh, I finally know the secret formula to writing good literature. Play more freecell :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-gets bashed up by lynch mob-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe, just kidding. But I've improved from liek, 51 to 72, which is actually quite good in terms of literature. And I am sure that with sec 3, the teachers will furthur help me in improving for my sometimes lackluster results :/ Buttttt geog is like my first love. xD. Under Ms Shen, geog was easy and fun to remember. But geog is a purely memorizing subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elect Lit or Elect Geog or Elect Hist : &lt;/strong&gt;Bleh, wah liewz. I hate hist, although I scored just under Sandra for sec one D:&lt;. But under sec two teacher, I really kinda sucked. well, maybe the one and a half hour sleep also scrambled up my brains. Should I give it a try?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would rather take elect lit than elect hist :X. Whoops. Choose wrong. Bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elect Geog is something that I'm quite hesitant because I really don't forsee myself in a lit class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Onto the london trip.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mom and dad are stressing out, although mom says that dad is and dad says that mom is. Can't they both agree that they both are stressed out? Stupid boy lost the torchlight, the only functioning one.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Uh oh. Die liao.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have a pile of laundry waiting for me, I need to dry my carry-on bag, I have to worry about clothing and precious sleep I need to pack for entertainment. arghhhhhhhh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-116375269736777760?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/116375269736777760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=116375269736777760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/116375269736777760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/116375269736777760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2006/11/urgh.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-116225826910398075</id><published>2006-10-31T09:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T09:31:09.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-snore-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleepayyy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-116225826910398075?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/116225826910398075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=116225826910398075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/116225826910398075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/116225826910398075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2006/10/snore.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-116187849872867235</id><published>2006-10-26T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T17:43:31.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was the day. KCL procastinated till the last minute, then finally taped up everything and made sure that the orchids didn't die overnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM GOING TO DICTATE EVERYTHING THAT WENT ON TODAY D:&lt;. Reached school, lugging everything and more, and the day that I decided not to sprint up the stairs in the week-daily version of KCL's morning mass stair run, I was early and ended up waiting for the class to come down. Thank you Catcat for helping me with the drinks and stuff. Nearly got my book confiscated again, shit I needa get the first one from MS TAN. &gt;&lt;&gt;:D. I went there with the intention to head back to class. Yes, my conscience screamed. I'm sorry Serena &gt;&lt;. Went back to class during tea break huh. Played around like siao, finally finished the clique video. Eunice cried when Cherlyn [AKA Ah Pok, Pok Pok and the like,] gave her a handwritten msg. EUNICE, DON'T ANGST ABT IT SO MUCH OKAY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited for the pizza to arrived. Searched around the classroom for my report book, found out doggy handed it in for me. THANK YOU DOGGY &gt;&lt;. Songs were played, Sya requested 'more than words', saw C1 taking a eygptian picture with fans and all, with mr siow as pharoah. -scarred by mental image- Laoban and her clique then decided to play with carbonated drinks [i.e, coke, sprite etc.] yes, I looks like champange. As long as you don't get it on my socks, tessa. Slacked around the classroom, took photos with I think EVERYONE. Devi, send me your pictures!!! Went to kidnap Diane from her self-imposed hermit-hood &gt;:D. Doggy still hasn't sent me the pictures!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and decided to get a flickr account. Miss Ho and Mr Keong dropped by as well. Mr Keong was informed in advance there was to be food, and he was snooping around, waiting for pizza &gt;_&gt;. we shooed him off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally the pizza came, and we waited for Ms Tan to come, althou they said she would be late by about half an hour. Miss Ho and Mr Keong all came first, and we showed each and every member's of the class' dedications. Miss Tan finally came and everyone helped themselves to the pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace's powerpoint rocked alot. Eunice started crying, and somewhere along the line, so did almost everyone. Haha. I sat on Eunice's table, propped against Val's chair and I saw everyone kinda sorta wipe a tear. We all laughed when we saw the videos taken by the Gretchen clique, where they cornered Ms Ho and Ms[MDM] Tan to force them to talk about our class xD. We all cheered harh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I dno. We still went around, taking pictures and people were seriously crying. Catherine, LH, Sya, the only ones who didn't cry were Valerie and probably me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit :[Miss M was crying so bad in the end. And Miss M-lina Also cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kong simi?! &gt;_&gt;.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During band... We played Da Pacem and Instant Concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was raining when we ran to the bus stop. The umbrella wasn't big enough, so me and Gretchen walked in the rain. But it was okay. We just didn't want to go home alone ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;{edit : did this for someone blablabla. I'm pms-ing right now because I have a lack of sleep and some ass woke me upppppp. Suckers.}&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-116187849872867235?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/116187849872867235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=116187849872867235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/116187849872867235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/116187849872867235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2006/10/today-was-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-116185525331333938</id><published>2006-10-26T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T17:34:13.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ah. Love you all larrz. Don't cry arh &gt;&lt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will write more, later.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-116185525331333938?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/116185525331333938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=116185525331333938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/116185525331333938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/116185525331333938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2006/10/ah.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-116165625374981622</id><published>2006-10-24T09:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:17:33.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Changed my blogskins as per Amanda's nagging.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-116165625374981622?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/116165625374981622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=116165625374981622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/116165625374981622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/116165625374981622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2006/10/changed-my-blogskins-as-per-amandas.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-116087971399748389</id><published>2006-10-15T10:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T10:35:14.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had a reallllyyyyyyyyyyyyy weird dream last night. Found myself at Aunt Taisee's farmhouse in Stratfordshire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I thinking too much about London trip? I have to plan itenary for Scotland at least since I'm the only one with exams over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gargh. kiyoyuki still's level 14. Funny fact. Auntie Taisee's house is in you guessed it - Maplewood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-116087971399748389?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/116087971399748389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=116087971399748389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/116087971399748389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/116087971399748389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2006/10/had-reallllyyyyyyyyyyyyy-weird-dream.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-116073421252695510</id><published>2006-10-13T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T18:10:12.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired and bored.&lt;br /&gt;I'm turning into a pig.&lt;br /&gt;Results are coming out next week. argh, let's not depress myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much I can do &lt;em&gt;there.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But let's face it, who listens and/or respects me to the place I'm referring to...? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Shrug-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't be bothered over 'there' I guess. No expectations. No expectations ;D.&lt;br /&gt;Today... was rubbish. Went to Val to buy -censored-. Wheehee. Sat with Tessa during A Maths Bridging course heehee. Read the Secret Supper finish during school =o. The information's really swimming round my brain. Bleargh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kidnapped Doggy's tablet to play DTXMania :/. Couldn't do most of the songs, but I likkeee Rock Show by Blink 182. Heehee. Easy beat to whack the keys to ;D. And oh, for my D. Gray-Man T_T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Diane and Doggy play a round of Chinese Chess. Doggy even had wahlao, strategys which focused on every piece .. 'most people will put the pao out so I must move my bing to..'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went down for 2-3 minutes for obligatory drug exihibition. Went up, played 'chess' with Diane and Isabel. Laoban argh, every feew seconds take our king and queen and go 'ju gong... yi bai,' you know. And then Diane was determined to send her queen to seduce my king. Then wahlao, Micehlle came over and ateeee my queen! Diane triumphantly declared that she could send her queen to seduce my king -_-. I declared that the Bishop would prevent the king from &lt;strong&gt;adultry.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And I had two. Heh. So Diane asked Michelle to eat my bishops &gt;_&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then later I went, 'Woohoo, I finished the puzzle!'. And theyyyyyyy went to talk about more r-rated stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyah, I end here. Michelle, NYEH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-116073421252695510?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/116073421252695510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=116073421252695510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/116073421252695510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/116073421252695510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-115968856534254329</id><published>2006-10-01T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T15:42:45.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;How long Celestine Lian has had her tablet --&gt; 1 1/2 years and counting&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Total amount of damage so far --&gt; Button on tablet pen missing (Michelle's fault) ;Michelle spilled coke and Celestine had to use a teeny torchlight, alcohol pads and tweesers to clean it carefully ; A few keys loose (Wear and Tear) ; A patch of outer lining gone (Chee Keong , tape and pulling it off too fast); Scratched screen (Hopefully NOT =x)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is quite well, considering that what I've subjected my tablet to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How long some brainless moron had contact with Celestine's tablet --&gt; Less than 8 hours.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DAMAGE SOMEONE IN THE HOUSE MANAGED TO INFLICT --&gt; My tablet LATCH has been snapped; the other part of the latch holding has a CRACK ; tablet pen missing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's more it was the idiot of a brother who was always last seen to use the tablet. WHY didn't he inform me? Left my tablet on for the whole night, didn't tell WHEN  he touched it?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He denies it. I'm probably gonna have to pay for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus I've decided the next time that mule [read: ass] comes irritate me and I SNAP, he is in for a whole lot of emotional, psycological and physical damage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-115968856534254329?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/115968856534254329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=115968856534254329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/115968856534254329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/115968856534254329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2006/10/1-12-years-and-counting-button-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-115893502991699579</id><published>2006-09-22T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T22:23:49.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ididn'tknowmycliquereadmyblog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahaha. Must go back into full gear studying! =x.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-115893502991699579?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/115893502991699579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=115893502991699579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/115893502991699579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/115893502991699579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2006/09/ididntknowmycliquereadmyblog.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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-20760233.post-115798140105467177</id><published>2006-09-11T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T21:30:01.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School's reopened. Sitting down here, up to my neck in undone homework, I feel like smashing something up. Perhaps an Ikea mug. Gotta love those people, if the mug breaks it's smashes into big chunks. No sharp grains at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I digress. Back to work now, I think I've wasted enough time :/.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20760233-115798140105467177?l=rocksteady-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/feeds/115798140105467177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20760233&amp;postID=115798140105467177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/115798140105467177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20760233/posts/default/115798140105467177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocksteady-.blogspot.com/2006/09/schools-reopened.html' title=''/><author><name>Celestine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11657330854458693138</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>
