<?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-4255737456842330307</id><updated>2012-01-30T02:01:40.430+08:00</updated><category term='2011'/><category term='drama drama drama'/><category term='short post'/><category term='tagged'/><category term='last day of school'/><category term='pissed'/><category term='harry potter was the shiz'/><category term='random random random'/><category term='manly tears coming out bro'/><category term='glee'/><category term='recap'/><category term='sara bareilles'/><category term='2012'/><category term='STOP--emo time'/><category term='holy crap I have no idea I am like this'/><category term='memories'/><category term='goodbye'/><category term='new year'/><category term='orientation'/><category term='frustration'/><category term='stupid laptop finally died'/><category term='msu'/><category term='homecoming'/><category term='rant'/><category term='friends'/><category term='bring it on'/><category term='meme'/><category term='SLAGLASGGKL'/><category term='I actually sounded like a rockstar after the show'/><category term='random dream'/><category term='MY DAD&apos;S THE BEST'/><category term='she is so good sob sob'/><category term='effed up'/><category term='random'/><category term='WOOT CAPS TAGS'/><category term='college'/><category term='break'/><category term='bored'/><category term='happy'/><category term='hooray for roomate&apos;s laptop'/><category term='weekend'/><category term='embarassed'/><category term='life'/><category term='left4dead'/><category term='dilemma'/><category term='problems'/><category term='facts'/><category term='group work'/><category term='hiatus'/><category term='weird'/><category term='sick'/><category term='exam&apos;s over'/><category term='and I&apos;m not even a guy'/><category term='spm'/><category term='commissions'/><title type='text'>singing the symphonies of the overdose. ♫</title><subtitle type='html'>turn it down, you say?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>syuhaida / kunima ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10021814810498005368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qOMYvEZTTdo/Tuhz9vEVPoI/AAAAAAAAA-o/4LKRkvy21q0/s220/DSC00246.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255737456842330307.post-5775383502738104256</id><published>2012-01-07T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T02:01:40.443+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='short post'/><title type='text'>#02</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;eing my true friend,you should be able to know if something is wrong with me&lt;/i&gt;.When I act differently,when I look unusual; everything.Sometimes I'm in need of someone,I just don't want to show it or maybe I just don't know how to.It might be because of you,maybe not.I don't want it to be obvious,I want you to know.Because sometimes words can't really make you realize but actions can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255737456842330307-5775383502738104256?l=kunishoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/feeds/5775383502738104256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4255737456842330307&amp;postID=5775383502738104256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/5775383502738104256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/5775383502738104256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/2012/01/b-eing-my-true-friendyou-should-be-able.html' title='#02'/><author><name>syuhaida / kunima ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10021814810498005368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qOMYvEZTTdo/Tuhz9vEVPoI/AAAAAAAAA-o/4LKRkvy21q0/s220/DSC00246.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255737456842330307.post-186367254176476410</id><published>2012-01-06T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T02:01:18.517+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='short post'/><title type='text'>#01</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; always feel insecure about myself&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;. It has to be something I did,or something about me.The only way for me to forget about it is to be with people who are able to let me forget about these things,even when I'm in bed alone after the whole day. It's because,these special people would make me think of the happy,funny or embarrassing things we did together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255737456842330307-186367254176476410?l=kunishoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/feeds/186367254176476410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4255737456842330307&amp;postID=186367254176476410&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/186367254176476410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/186367254176476410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/2012/01/01.html' title='#01'/><author><name>syuhaida / kunima ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10021814810498005368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qOMYvEZTTdo/Tuhz9vEVPoI/AAAAAAAAA-o/4LKRkvy21q0/s220/DSC00246.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255737456842330307.post-1307754430394468590</id><published>2012-01-04T18:44:00.112+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T21:40:55.313+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recap'/><title type='text'>2011 recap.</title><content type='html'>So,2011 has &lt;i&gt;ended&lt;/i&gt;. It was an ordinary year, but packed with new memories and tragedies. I'd say the hardest for me were the sad ones, as I grew to know more about things and &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;people&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. Living alone helps you a lot in seeing that; eventhough it might not be in the best way,but you'll definitely remember it clearly because it wasn't in the pleasant way for it to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll &lt;u&gt;share&lt;/u&gt; my stories ; because I could use some &lt;i&gt;story telling&lt;/i&gt; for myself as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rQ3BtKktIxM/TwPtyjmR5XI/AAAAAAAABA4/z8PREa6AJEY/s1600/tumblr_lvch7wXU5k1r3d3flo8_250.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rQ3BtKktIxM/TwPtyjmR5XI/AAAAAAAABA4/z8PREa6AJEY/s1600/tumblr_lvch7wXU5k1r3d3flo8_250.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;05 January 2011&lt;/i&gt; :&lt;b&gt; January&lt;/b&gt; was basically the month when I started my driving lesson. My first day was the &lt;u&gt;worst&lt;/u&gt; nightmare of my life.I basically had no idea on how to drive,and the instructor was a really good definition of a "&lt;i&gt;terrifying creature&lt;/i&gt;" hence, he literally butchered me alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;21 January 2011&lt;/i&gt; : My first private conversation in msn with my dear friend &lt;b&gt;Roshi&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; I think our first conversation was the most craziest one ever. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;01 February 2011 - 27 February 2011&lt;/i&gt; : The time which I was doing &lt;u&gt;part time jobs&lt;/u&gt;. I was out from school,and I was bored. My first job was at one of the town's local college shops,but I quit because I didn't enjoy it. Then I started to do &lt;b&gt;drawing commissions&lt;/b&gt;,and it worked out well so I stick on doing that.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;03 March 2011&lt;/i&gt; :&amp;nbsp; JPJ's driving test; finally I was officially a 18 year old with a freaking &lt;b&gt;driver's license&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;23 March 2011&lt;/i&gt; : One of the &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;worst&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; moments in my life in which; I wish,I could never get hold of again--&lt;u&gt;SPM results&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;08 April 2011 - 19 April 2011&lt;/i&gt; : Artblocks, aching arms and frustrations; &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;deviantArt commissions&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. It was fun,and the orders kept coming but it was very tiring at the same time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;17 April 2011 - 17 May 2011&lt;/i&gt; : I started doing &lt;u&gt;English classes&lt;/u&gt; for my friend's sister and her classmate. It was one of the &lt;b&gt;best&lt;/b&gt; moments in my life; those two were really fun to teach. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;23 May 2011&lt;/i&gt; : I was officially a &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;college student&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; in MSU! &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;It was the first start of the best days in my life.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;02 June 2011&lt;/i&gt; : First homecoming to Penang, I managed to watch&lt;b&gt; Xmen First Class&lt;/b&gt; and on that day onwards,I just fell in love with &lt;u&gt;Fassbender&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;30 June 2011&lt;/i&gt; : Webcam with &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Braeden&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;,an online friend of mine from Canada. It was our first,and it was fun.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;16 July 2011&lt;/i&gt; : The &lt;u&gt;best&lt;/u&gt; homecoming in my whole life.I watched the last movie of &lt;b&gt;Harry Potter&lt;/b&gt; and I got a new cellphone. And both of them was a surprise,my family really did a good job in keeping it a secret!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;24 July 2011&lt;/i&gt; : I met a local actress at the mall near my apartment. Her name was &lt;u&gt;Sheila Rusly&lt;/u&gt;, and she was really friendly in person.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;August 2011&lt;/i&gt; :&amp;nbsp; A confusion happened in our class which really made a &lt;b&gt;big impact&lt;/b&gt; in my life.I was misunderstood by people, and I learnt how blinded people can be by the lies fed from the ones they respect eventhough they are&lt;i&gt; wrong&lt;/i&gt;.I let it go,but never once have I forgot about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;12 September 2011&lt;/i&gt; : My first &lt;u&gt;surgery&lt;/u&gt; for this year,after last year for my tonsil.This one,however, was for the lump on my arm.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;i&gt;27 September 2011&lt;/i&gt; : &lt;b&gt;Glish competition&lt;/b&gt; in our college,our team scored the third place but we had a lot of fun; we were the loudest and Farah really rocked the stage.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;October 2011&lt;/i&gt; : I was away from problems and dilemmas as I was with those who matters to me the most; my family and they never fail to make me smile,even at the hardest times.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;12 November 2011 - 14 November 2011&lt;/i&gt; : Our parents were basically away,so me and my brother totally had a hardcore gaming night.It was so crazy to the point that we didn't get any sleep at all. &lt;i&gt;Tons and tons of junkfoods.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;19 December 2011 &lt;/i&gt;: I&lt;b&gt; lost&lt;/b&gt; a best friend,and I realized in the end I'm all that I can count on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically,2011 has its ups and downs for me but it definitely gave me new experiences that in which,I had to go through &lt;u&gt;alone&lt;/u&gt;. I think I had fun mostly, eventhough there were only a few of sad parts; they were actually the worst I've ever experienced. But I have my family,and also friends who &lt;i&gt;helped&lt;/i&gt; me along the way; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Aainaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You were  the most amazing person I've know of,and I believe they were right when  they say the quietest people has the loudest mind.Thanks for listening  to me,and I'm happy to be listening to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Farah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Where have you been this whole time? I had such a blast with you,and you always know how to cheer me up.Love you,niggah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Jordan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For always accompanying me in the mornings and make me smile all the time. Having you, I am not alone anymore so thank you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Peanut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for being there when I need you to be, and I know I could always count on you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Roshi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you,you always know how to make me laugh.Your humor never fails  and thanks for being an awesome friend to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Suzulaika&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last but not least.I appreciate everything you did for me.Your patience to me is what I have always honored of and I'm glad to still be with you until our second semester.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Seriously&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;u&gt;thank you&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;I love you&lt;/u&gt; guys. Having you as my friends made me feel okay again,because I know I could go through it all with you.If I wasn't good enough for you,I'm sorry and I hope that I could be one day.So 2012,what else could you possibly have for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting--and I'm &lt;b&gt;ready&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;mood &lt;/span&gt;: &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NpVZiVENSTQ/TwSOAayZ7SI/AAAAAAAABBQ/E7wVi3qRCxI/s1600/pessimistic.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NpVZiVENSTQ/TwSOAayZ7SI/AAAAAAAABBQ/E7wVi3qRCxI/s1600/pessimistic.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; pessimistic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;music&lt;/span&gt; : my head's a prison and nobody visits by you me at six&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255737456842330307-1307754430394468590?l=kunishoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/feeds/1307754430394468590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4255737456842330307&amp;postID=1307754430394468590&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/1307754430394468590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/1307754430394468590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/2012/01/2011-recap.html' title='2011 recap.'/><author><name>syuhaida / kunima ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10021814810498005368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qOMYvEZTTdo/Tuhz9vEVPoI/AAAAAAAAA-o/4LKRkvy21q0/s220/DSC00246.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rQ3BtKktIxM/TwPtyjmR5XI/AAAAAAAABA4/z8PREa6AJEY/s72-c/tumblr_lvch7wXU5k1r3d3flo8_250.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255737456842330307.post-1689062522657395998</id><published>2012-01-01T01:55:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T02:06:24.757+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2012'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='short post'/><title type='text'>Happy 2012!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4OlDWR_Lr6U/TwSUpDbL4BI/AAAAAAAABB0/SaWHheZ1oIc/s1600/tumblr_lpbrp85GAI1qam5f1.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4OlDWR_Lr6U/TwSUpDbL4BI/AAAAAAAABB0/SaWHheZ1oIc/s1600/tumblr_lpbrp85GAI1qam5f1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR,BITCHES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255737456842330307-1689062522657395998?l=kunishoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/feeds/1689062522657395998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4255737456842330307&amp;postID=1689062522657395998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/1689062522657395998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/1689062522657395998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/2012/01/201.html' title='Happy 2012!'/><author><name>syuhaida / kunima ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10021814810498005368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qOMYvEZTTdo/Tuhz9vEVPoI/AAAAAAAAA-o/4LKRkvy21q0/s220/DSC00246.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4OlDWR_Lr6U/TwSUpDbL4BI/AAAAAAAABB0/SaWHheZ1oIc/s72-c/tumblr_lpbrp85GAI1qam5f1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255737456842330307.post-899654628902126599</id><published>2011-12-25T23:50:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T00:18:23.535+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='break'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='short post'/><title type='text'>Yeaaaah,pretty much.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r290/kunisyu/lolblog.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r290/kunisyu/lolblog.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yeaaah&lt;/i&gt;, so this is pretty much how my weekend or break goes; I just lurk in the internet. Going on&lt;b&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_260245442"&gt;Tumblr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; for some random rebloggings, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/kunishoe"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Youtube&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; some videos on my addictions annnnd of course, &lt;u&gt;MSN&lt;/u&gt; with my friends. I couldn't head anywhere else because usually I would be saving my cash for things I need to do in college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's been raining so &lt;i&gt;bad&lt;/i&gt; lately, couldn't head anywhere else. But I don't complain much,cos I have my awesome peeps in the internet, and I need to do my &lt;b&gt;assignments&lt;/b&gt; anyways so~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Y&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;ep&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.That's my &lt;u&gt;typical&lt;/u&gt; break alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dL927XZcI80/TvdD_V8QhrI/AAAAAAAABAs/lX2B9W7ScT0/s1600/tumblr_lwjr4lse8n1qbhsyy.gif" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dL927XZcI80/TvdD_V8QhrI/AAAAAAAABAs/lX2B9W7ScT0/s1600/tumblr_lwjr4lse8n1qbhsyy.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255737456842330307-899654628902126599?l=kunishoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/feeds/899654628902126599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4255737456842330307&amp;postID=899654628902126599&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/899654628902126599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/899654628902126599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/2011/12/yeaaaahpretty-much.html' title='Yeaaaah,pretty much.'/><author><name>syuhaida / kunima ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10021814810498005368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qOMYvEZTTdo/Tuhz9vEVPoI/AAAAAAAAA-o/4LKRkvy21q0/s220/DSC00246.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dL927XZcI80/TvdD_V8QhrI/AAAAAAAABAs/lX2B9W7ScT0/s72-c/tumblr_lwjr4lse8n1qbhsyy.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255737456842330307.post-1660172261381810481</id><published>2011-12-20T03:38:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T02:39:21.692+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bring it on'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama drama drama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='short post'/><title type='text'>and Life continues to offer unexpected things.</title><content type='html'>So life has continued to give me more&lt;i&gt; entertainments&lt;/i&gt; in life. I like it a lot actually, even though I had broke down at a certain point. You see,things like these make our lives more &lt;b&gt;stronger&lt;/b&gt;. And it's fun to see how people act sometimes.I'm not saying I'm perfect, but I'm trying my best to be one of those who--people will remember because of the &lt;u&gt;good things&lt;/u&gt; I did, and not the bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;b&gt;tried&lt;/b&gt; tolerating with my problems, but they just keep coming and at some part I just don't bother to do anything about it anymore. Now,I think they're just a &lt;u&gt;routine&lt;/u&gt; in my life. I had so many problems that now I can just let it go;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;Not because I had enough, but it's because I had &lt;b&gt;too many&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;So what's &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;next&lt;/b&gt;?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q1UgnS2uHJM/Tu9_eGIsErI/AAAAAAAABAU/LnxIyo-F2hM/s1600/tumblr_lwgomlrbym1qgrvr5.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q1UgnS2uHJM/Tu9_eGIsErI/AAAAAAAABAU/LnxIyo-F2hM/s1600/tumblr_lwgomlrbym1qgrvr5.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255737456842330307-1660172261381810481?l=kunishoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/feeds/1660172261381810481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4255737456842330307&amp;postID=1660172261381810481&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/1660172261381810481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/1660172261381810481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/2011/12/and-life-continues-to-offer-unexpected.html' title='and Life continues to offer unexpected things.'/><author><name>syuhaida / kunima ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10021814810498005368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qOMYvEZTTdo/Tuhz9vEVPoI/AAAAAAAAA-o/4LKRkvy21q0/s220/DSC00246.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q1UgnS2uHJM/Tu9_eGIsErI/AAAAAAAABAU/LnxIyo-F2hM/s72-c/tumblr_lwgomlrbym1qgrvr5.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255737456842330307.post-5306211814999087025</id><published>2011-12-14T15:50:00.025+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T14:20:35.564+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holy crap I have no idea I am like this'/><title type='text'>Facts.</title><content type='html'>Sometimes at the end of the day, I always find something new to know about myself. I never had any idea or knowledge about it at some point, and it's always be a new experience for me. So I'm writing out some facts about myself. Not only for people to know (&lt;i&gt;which,I highly doubt that people want to&lt;/i&gt;), but also for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hell&lt;/b&gt;,sometimes I even go like....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TUpUn3Jvwy4/Tuh1q4ANXOI/AAAAAAAAA_U/R5JLjSmESIo/s1600/tumblr_lvzigtvkd31r0o8ba.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TUpUn3Jvwy4/Tuh1q4ANXOI/AAAAAAAAA_U/R5JLjSmESIo/s1600/tumblr_lvzigtvkd31r0o8ba.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Wtf, I am like that?!&lt;/i&gt; HOLY SH--"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just never grew much the chance to know myself better, so dear me ; &lt;b&gt;read this&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fact #001&lt;/b&gt; : I always get hyper with &lt;i&gt;food &lt;/i&gt;or &lt;i&gt;sweet things&lt;/i&gt;. Without both of these things,I will probably stay quiet the whole day.I might get hyper, but the chances are very thin.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fact #002&lt;/b&gt; : I'm scared of being alone. I will be okay,just not &lt;i&gt;happy&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fact #003&lt;/b&gt; : I will be hyper or annoying around someone once I gain my trust on them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fact #004&lt;/b&gt; : I am a lefty. So I start most of my things with the left.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fact &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;#005&lt;/b&gt; : I spend most of my time thinking about embarrassing things, usually when I'm alone which will only make me blush and think &lt;i&gt;"God,I was so &lt;b&gt;stupid&lt;/b&gt;!"&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fact #006&lt;/b&gt; : I'm close to &lt;b&gt;both&lt;/b&gt; my dad and mom. My dad knows I will always laugh to his jokes, and my mom knows I will always try my best to be there for her.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fact #007&lt;/b&gt; : I am really,really close to my brother. He basically understands me the most,has the same thinking as me and is the most fun person to be with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fact #008&lt;/b&gt; : My ultimate fandom is &lt;u&gt;Silent Hill&lt;/u&gt;. The ones which fascinates me the most are &lt;i&gt;Homecoming&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Origins&lt;/i&gt;, as both the protagonists' story touched me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fact #009&lt;/b&gt; : I enjoy 80s rock musics, as my dad was an avid rocker from that era.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fact #010&lt;/b&gt; : The first songs I've heard (&lt;i&gt;as far as I can remember from when I was young&lt;/i&gt;) were those from &lt;u&gt;Def Leppard&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;Michael Learns to Rock&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fact #011&lt;/b&gt; : Pink is my favourite color.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fact #012&lt;/b&gt; : I prefer side dishes. In other words, those things in which most people will hate,or didn't give much attention to. Final Fantasy XII was my favourite, and most people hated it. &lt;b&gt;For me, it was the best one of the franchise yet,and none of the others have come &lt;u&gt;close&lt;/u&gt; to beating it&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fact #013&lt;/b&gt; : I am good at first impressions. Usually my first thought about someone is spot on.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fact #014&lt;/b&gt; : I have a thing for accents, especially &lt;i&gt;British&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Italian&lt;/i&gt; accent. &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fact #015&lt;/b&gt; : I always keep my promises and stay true to my  words. It might take me a long time, but I will never forget my  promises. You will,but I &lt;u&gt;won't&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fact #016&lt;/b&gt; : My first video game console was &lt;u&gt;Playstation 1&lt;/u&gt;, and the game was &lt;b&gt;Resident Evil&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Facts #017&lt;/b&gt; : I think Western people are so cute.I will be blushing when I meet one.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Facts #018&lt;/b&gt; : Wherever I am, Penang will always be the place I'll miss. Nothing comes close to being the great old Penang.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fact #019&lt;/b&gt; : I can't say I'm good at giving advices, but one thing for sure ; I'm a&lt;i&gt; good&lt;/i&gt; listener.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fact #020&lt;/b&gt; : My real name (&lt;b&gt;Syuhaida&lt;/b&gt;) is pronounced as &lt;i&gt;Shoe - High - Duh&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fact #021&lt;/b&gt; : I change my addictions at a certain point.I always get a dream regarding the addiction itself, giving me a sign that it's time for a new addiction. Pretty &lt;i&gt;weird&lt;/i&gt;,huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fact #022&lt;/b&gt; : I have a hard time sleeping. I can only sleep well once I am super tired or stuffed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fact #023&lt;/b&gt; : I prefer &lt;u&gt;face to face conversations&lt;/u&gt; than phonecalls. I find it awkward.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fact #024&lt;/b&gt; : I don't like how I look in photos. The only good look I think of myself is when I grin, with my face facing a bit to the left.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fact #025&lt;/b&gt; : I like singing to random words sometimes, in some random tunes with my brother. By the songs we've sang together, we could've pretty much made an album by now.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fact #026&lt;/b&gt; : I feel awkward when people be all romantic on me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fact #027&lt;/b&gt; : I get upset and angry about my problems but after a while, I will forget about them. And when I talk about it again to someone,I will &lt;i&gt;break down and cry again&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fact #028&lt;/b&gt; : I will always try my best to be there for you,and listen ; even if you didn't do the same for me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fact #029 &lt;/b&gt;: If I am really tired,or have a sleep at a very late time; I will get a dream of the last few things I laid my eyes on before I went to bed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fact #30&lt;/b&gt; : I always make myself &lt;i&gt;miserable&lt;/i&gt; in order to make others happy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;b&gt;Fact #31&lt;/b&gt; : I hate it when people ask me tons of questions for help instead of trying to work on it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*I'll be sure to add a few once in a while when there's more that pops in my head.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255737456842330307-5306211814999087025?l=kunishoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/feeds/5306211814999087025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4255737456842330307&amp;postID=5306211814999087025&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/5306211814999087025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/5306211814999087025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/2011/12/facts.html' title='Facts.'/><author><name>syuhaida / kunima ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10021814810498005368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qOMYvEZTTdo/Tuhz9vEVPoI/AAAAAAAAA-o/4LKRkvy21q0/s220/DSC00246.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TUpUn3Jvwy4/Tuh1q4ANXOI/AAAAAAAAA_U/R5JLjSmESIo/s72-c/tumblr_lvzigtvkd31r0o8ba.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255737456842330307.post-8536640757887553603</id><published>2011-12-10T07:56:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T18:27:56.969+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SLAGLASGGKL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WOOT CAPS TAGS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MY DAD&apos;S THE BEST'/><title type='text'>Sunshine, lollipops and rainbows.</title><content type='html'>I don't like writing posts when I don't feel like it. Well &lt;i&gt;yeah&lt;/i&gt;, I'm super happy now, but the feeling of writing an entry--it comes when you actually &lt;b&gt;feel&lt;/b&gt; like it. It won't work for me even if I'm extremely happy. Feelings like this needs to share with people ; someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But heck,who am I kidding! &lt;u&gt;I'VE BEEN WAITING AGES FOR THIS SHIZ&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;just don't expect it to be a good post ; it's just a post with too much enthusiasm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;So&lt;/i&gt;...a new laptop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; Thank you so much,dad. I was just &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;speechless&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;--despite all the financial issues and stuffs,he managed to get me one.I don't mind at all, whatever brand it is, whether it's cheap or not, I really don't care. As long as it works! :) &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;but my bro said it can run video games as well so askgslglsshkskslkl what a bonus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait--no wonder my brother wouldn't zip his mouth about Modern Warfare when we were in the car...&lt;u&gt;HE KNOWS&lt;/u&gt;. AND HE WANTS ME TO PLAY IT WITH HIM. In which,I suck lol. To think that he was the one who laughed and screamed at me when I was so bad at the game? Now,he's begging for me to play it with him. &lt;i&gt;Ironic&lt;/i&gt;,much? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lil sucka is &lt;b&gt;Toshiba c640&lt;/b&gt; by the way ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qw4JeeP2KVg/TuKg3mUXHuI/AAAAAAAAA-c/7tl60ELlWUk/s1600/TOSH+L510-B400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="224" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qw4JeeP2KVg/TuKg3mUXHuI/AAAAAAAAA-c/7tl60ELlWUk/s320/TOSH+L510-B400.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;--what a &lt;strike&gt;mansion&lt;/strike&gt; laptop. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;When my brother handed me this little lappie, I screamed like a crazy person ; or worse, a &lt;b&gt;maniac&lt;/b&gt;. I was so happy. Raced to hug my dad who was busy with his facebook, but who cares. He deserves a big hug. I was tired after my 6 hour trip, but it all was worth it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Thanks dad. &lt;i&gt;Really&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;mood :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--bWg3wNjOqI/Tuh59EhrOSI/AAAAAAAAA_0/MC8E0rUAveY/s1600/excited.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--bWg3wNjOqI/Tuh59EhrOSI/AAAAAAAAA_0/MC8E0rUAveY/s1600/excited.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; excited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;song :&lt;/span&gt; the consequence by you me at six.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255737456842330307-8536640757887553603?l=kunishoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/feeds/8536640757887553603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4255737456842330307&amp;postID=8536640757887553603&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/8536640757887553603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/8536640757887553603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/2011/12/thank-youdad.html' title='Sunshine, lollipops and rainbows.'/><author><name>syuhaida / kunima ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10021814810498005368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qOMYvEZTTdo/Tuhz9vEVPoI/AAAAAAAAA-o/4LKRkvy21q0/s220/DSC00246.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qw4JeeP2KVg/TuKg3mUXHuI/AAAAAAAAA-c/7tl60ELlWUk/s72-c/TOSH+L510-B400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255737456842330307.post-2562992395302986972</id><published>2011-12-06T21:18:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T18:25:55.054+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hooray for roomate&apos;s laptop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='problems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid laptop finally died'/><title type='text'>RIP laptop, my rebellious husband.</title><content type='html'>So,let's take a moment to recap my previous days in my college life. We have a laptop,me, and a great old dusty apartment to live in. Not bad at all if you ask me,when you have a laptop (packed with an internet) with you. Don't get me wrong,I'm not an internet addict&lt;i&gt; at all&lt;/i&gt;, but once you're stuck in an apartment ; that's all you have.You know,like how Rapunzel suffered alone in her boring old tower? Except that she could kept sane with that--I don't think I can without technology.All is well in the lives of Kunima (&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;or Syu as some might call m&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;e&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;),until--my dear laptop died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's when I realized my life was,&lt;i&gt;well&lt;/i&gt;,what you call it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Doomed.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically,I had nothing anymore. My life was torn into pieces. Not to make it sound dramatic, but it's the truth. Heck,it &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; the truth. You see, I had this problematic relationship with my dear laptop, he's a guy, in my opinion; as he tends to be so rebellious. He doesn't like internet explorer; keeps hanging when I (&lt;b&gt;accidentally&lt;/b&gt;,of course) clicked it. He works well when I open some random rock songs like Metallica's-- so it definitely occured to me : "&lt;i&gt;He's a guy&lt;/i&gt;." I tolerated, and kept being patient with him when suddenly, he decided to be all "Predator" on me and started to self destruct. Not literally,but he did&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; killed&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now all that's left with me is a laptop which can be switched on,but with nothing on the screen at all.&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt; /wtf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give up. You win,dear laptop. Divorce,&lt;b&gt;now&lt;/b&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah,I'm stuck here in this dusty apartment for now...bored to death. I have done everything I could to survive, I don't think I can go for a few more days. I tried watching the DVDs I have,but I just realized it's not that fun watching movies on your own. That,or I was just brought up that way. &lt;i&gt;Spoiled&lt;/i&gt;. So it kinds of backfires at me now,is it? But seriously,I managed to watch &lt;b&gt;Inception&lt;/b&gt; (amazing movie) alone because it was so good but you know them corny or crappy movies? No, you &lt;u&gt;can't&lt;/u&gt; watch them alone. you might end up at the hospital the next day. Too much laughing,or that you just lost your whole brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else? Ah,I have been reading a novel--&lt;i&gt;Percy Jackson and the Lightning Thief&lt;/i&gt;. Recognize the title? Yep,it was from the major movie with the smoking Logan Lerman and Jake Abel. &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; I wanted to read the book after I knew about it from the movie, but as usual I didn't have any money to buy it. I was just brought up with my parents buying things for me,even--when I'm an adult. What if I had my own money? Well,they might be spent on some necessities, that's just how it goes.Or something small, but in a lot of quantity.That's just how we roll.Also, Penang doesn't have a lot of books like these. You know,&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;these&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. Even if we do,it'll take me an hour to get there. So just call it whatever you want to call it; reasons or whatever. For me,this is an explanation,so that people will no longer need to ask me on why I don't buy these books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It might also be because reading is not my best thing? Yeah,maybe &lt;b&gt;that&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I managed,somehow to get this book and to read it.Yes,I said it.I started&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; reading&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. No,I'm not possessed or anything. Noone's inside my tan-skinned body. It's me,still the old me. Just that--I started reading. So yeah,thank you &lt;u&gt;Aainaa&lt;/u&gt;, my coursemate who generously lend me her first book of the series.You have no idea how a sucker she is for novels! It's adorable seeing her going gaga all over these books,it's awesome! I kind of think that I would actually be one of those people soon. I don't mind. Heck,where have I gone these few years? I'm so boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even so,I'm a slow reader. It actually took me days to read it until half of the chapters. Come on,give me a break! That's not bad for a rookie right? Don't worry,I'll finish it by this week. I need to, or that I&lt;b&gt; have&lt;/b&gt; to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, all of these does not change the fact that I'm still dying of boredom.&lt;br /&gt;Nope,still&lt;b&gt; not&lt;/b&gt; an internet addict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just--in the&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;u&gt;need&lt;/u&gt; of the internet if I might say so myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;mood : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bg8xGNzi-0w/Tuh5XvrqTlI/AAAAAAAAA_k/DZpoQNplwSg/s1600/bitchy.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bg8xGNzi-0w/Tuh5XvrqTlI/AAAAAAAAA_k/DZpoQNplwSg/s1600/bitchy.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bitchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;song :&lt;/span&gt; syndicate by the fray.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255737456842330307-2562992395302986972?l=kunishoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/feeds/2562992395302986972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4255737456842330307&amp;postID=2562992395302986972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/2562992395302986972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/2562992395302986972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/2011/12/rip-laptop-my-rebellious-husband.html' title='RIP laptop, my rebellious husband.'/><author><name>syuhaida / kunima ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10021814810498005368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qOMYvEZTTdo/Tuhz9vEVPoI/AAAAAAAAA-o/4LKRkvy21q0/s220/DSC00246.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bg8xGNzi-0w/Tuh5XvrqTlI/AAAAAAAAA_k/DZpoQNplwSg/s72-c/bitchy.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255737456842330307.post-4465820499580918100</id><published>2011-11-22T01:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T21:45:44.845+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='STOP--emo time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frustration'/><title type='text'>Here we go again ; college blues.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-rAJlcFeW8/TsknwdnaySI/AAAAAAAAA9k/mk_nUBsKPFI/s1600/sh3-03.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-rAJlcFeW8/TsknwdnaySI/AAAAAAAAA9k/mk_nUBsKPFI/s1600/sh3-03.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At this point,I don't think I can put my trust on anyone at all. It's because people just never seem to put their trust on me--or at least&lt;i&gt; try to understand&lt;/i&gt; me. I just don't know who to talk with, or find someone that will actually listen. People just don't get me, but they want me to get them. I never have anything against that but now I just feel like it's time for me to not give a damn. Sometimes it just suck to be the good guy. I might say I will be rebellious, but knowing myself, I might just end up disappointing myself again. I just couldn't do it, &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;heck &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;but I could let other people do it to me. Does that make me rebellious to myself? &lt;i&gt;I just don't know anymore&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the old times, I really do.I'm not sure if it's me who have changed or is it other people who did or...I'm just not used to changes yet.This always happen when I'm back in this &lt;i&gt;"hellhole"&lt;/i&gt;, I thought college was supposed to be fun, &lt;i&gt;until&lt;/i&gt;--you start to lose things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just want someone to talk to. Someone who will make me happy. I do  want to share my side of the story, but I just don't think that I can. I  lost my best friend, and I lost a few of my family. Maybe I'm the only  one who thinks so. I want people to know how I feel, but when I do,people just give me reasons ; they wouldn't listen.I'm not perfect but so are you. Things won't work if just one side of the war is putting their good bets on it. And please, know one thing about me--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;Whatever the &lt;b&gt;f&lt;/b&gt; I do ; I will never betray your trust. I am not perfect but please know that I will never, never do anything that you never thought I would.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking that I might or saying so to my face will just make me feel fucking pissed and I might just do otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;mood :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4GBIM09iNHQ/TsqENAOJvwI/AAAAAAAAA90/UjmSZ09cEQA/s1600/gloomy.gif" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4GBIM09iNHQ/TsqENAOJvwI/AAAAAAAAA90/UjmSZ09cEQA/s1600/gloomy.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; moody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;song :&lt;/span&gt; you found me by the fray.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255737456842330307-4465820499580918100?l=kunishoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/feeds/4465820499580918100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4255737456842330307&amp;postID=4465820499580918100&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/4465820499580918100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/4465820499580918100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/2011/11/here-we-go-again-college-blues.html' title='Here we go again ; college blues.'/><author><name>syuhaida / kunima ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10021814810498005368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qOMYvEZTTdo/Tuhz9vEVPoI/AAAAAAAAA-o/4LKRkvy21q0/s220/DSC00246.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-rAJlcFeW8/TsknwdnaySI/AAAAAAAAA9k/mk_nUBsKPFI/s72-c/sh3-03.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255737456842330307.post-2880133374451601542</id><published>2011-10-12T23:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T21:43:30.432+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hiatus'/><title type='text'>Everyone needs their break sometime.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Hiatus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/v27TRan1SBI/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/v27TRan1SBI&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/v27TRan1SBI&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Enjoying my college break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;....so in the meantime,enjoy this beautiful song.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #666666; font-family: consolas; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255737456842330307-2880133374451601542?l=kunishoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/feeds/2880133374451601542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4255737456842330307&amp;postID=2880133374451601542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/2880133374451601542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/2880133374451601542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/2011/10/hiatus.html' title='Everyone needs their break sometime.'/><author><name>syuhaida / kunima ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10021814810498005368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qOMYvEZTTdo/Tuhz9vEVPoI/AAAAAAAAA-o/4LKRkvy21q0/s220/DSC00246.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255737456842330307.post-2998545433155902033</id><published>2011-10-10T00:34:00.023+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T04:33:20.287+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frustration'/><title type='text'>Forever alone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Oi2EysDKUqk/TpMeGkiAs1I/AAAAAAAAA6Q/E_QQQpuet_s/s1600/ff13-02.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Oi2EysDKUqk/TpMeGkiAs1I/AAAAAAAAA6Q/E_QQQpuet_s/s1600/ff13-02.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eh,&lt;/i&gt; I cried for the whole day last Saturday. Didn't bothered to write about it until today. I'm so tried,just frustrated about everything. Maybe my patience is not as strong as I thought it would be ; everything has its limits and I believed mine has already &lt;b&gt;did&lt;/b&gt;. I just can't believe it has to be at this time, things just pushed you at a later time I guess. Finals is this week ; the last week that is, we started on the previous week. I really think I did my best. This is actually the first time in which I really feel confident about how I do because I really did revised. I didn't do that when I was in high school. I was one &lt;i&gt;lazy-ass&lt;/i&gt; senior, really lived the rock star life of a high school student,haha.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o5iB04GsSBA/TpMgC4P_UoI/AAAAAAAAA6U/woeK_IUyQk0/s1600/3.gif" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o5iB04GsSBA/TpMgC4P_UoI/AAAAAAAAA6U/woeK_IUyQk0/s1600/3.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j6G4NIfCt7c/TpMl9ZMeuHI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/3T803wsWvA4/s1600/36.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anyways, the thing I was frustrated about is how I'm not being able to do things that others could do around here. It just upsets me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don't get me wrong, I'm not that partying girl kind of type,but like everyone else ; I do want to enjoy sometimes, hang out with friends and all. But I can't, my father is paying for me privately so I have no choice but to budget at his limits.I understand that well,he's going through some hard times for me,and I don't mind going through it with him. To be honest,I can't even save up some money for myself cos in the end of the day,I always use them for necessities so that I won't ask my father for more cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes my friends just don't get me, even my own best friend doesn't. I know,it's not easy having someone saying no to your invitations or requests, but I'm sure it doesn't hurt one bit to understand it? Even some just feel offended or tired of listening my same damn reason. It's not a reason ; it's a fact.&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; Read my lips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It might seem like a small issue, but once you're in my shoes, you'll get the sadness of it. People can just enjoy their days with their loans, in which I don't mind at all but please, just because you have one doesn't mean you can't give a bit of understanding for those who doesn't? I never cared about it at all,but once your own best friend doesn't give a shit about you; wow it's totally a pain in the &lt;i&gt;mothafuckin&lt;/i&gt; ass. This is just one of the reasons why I can't wait to head home. Things are okay here, but home is where I can lead a normal life. No,I'm not living a normal life here; I'm living a life of a dreadful college student. All I do here is get online pfffft cos I can't head to somewhere else (probably just the hypermall near my house and that's about it lol.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j6G4NIfCt7c/TpMl9ZMeuHI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/3T803wsWvA4/s1600/36.gif" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j6G4NIfCt7c/TpMl9ZMeuHI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/3T803wsWvA4/s1600/36.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;) &lt;i&gt;Eh,I'll be okay&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to blame this partially on my coming pms;&lt;br /&gt;but I also need to rant so there you go. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;mood :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_dNLA7vnInA/TpMni3uYmCI/AAAAAAAAA6g/gbyfadMHb28/s1600/crushed.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_dNLA7vnInA/TpMni3uYmCI/AAAAAAAAA6g/gbyfadMHb28/s1600/crushed.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;crushed&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;song : &lt;/span&gt;one sweet love by sara bareilles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255737456842330307-2998545433155902033?l=kunishoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/feeds/2998545433155902033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4255737456842330307&amp;postID=2998545433155902033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/2998545433155902033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/2998545433155902033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/2011/10/forever-alone.html' title='Forever alone.'/><author><name>syuhaida / kunima ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10021814810498005368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qOMYvEZTTdo/Tuhz9vEVPoI/AAAAAAAAA-o/4LKRkvy21q0/s220/DSC00246.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Oi2EysDKUqk/TpMeGkiAs1I/AAAAAAAAA6Q/E_QQQpuet_s/s72-c/ff13-02.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255737456842330307.post-5314662111023577328</id><published>2011-10-06T14:37:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T00:36:16.080+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Now that you are here with me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IqiuAXyTetw/To1LrSWZQLI/AAAAAAAAA5s/RG9eNHpd2To/s1600/WDUGh.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IqiuAXyTetw/To1LrSWZQLI/AAAAAAAAA5s/RG9eNHpd2To/s1600/WDUGh.gif" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;( &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;thank you, &lt;a href="http://firsttimelady.livejournal.com/"&gt;FTL&lt;/a&gt;. p/s : did this picture gave you a seizure? ;D &lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;I know ; when you are with me, everything is possible. I am able to move forward on my own, but having you makes it a journey worth fighting for.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I am really lucky, I have a lot of friends by my side. Some might stay, some have already gone away but there are still those who still stood up with me and they are those which will always be in my heart, even if we've been quiet for a few while. I know, the time will come again soon and that is when we'll be just as how we were before, but it takes time. &lt;i&gt;Don't it always,though?&lt;/i&gt; ★&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Sometimes I just wondered, what will happen if I didn't meet a few of my good friends ; things will definitely change. I wouldn't have someone to laugh or talk with when I'm awake in the mornings, and there wouldn't be someone accompanying me when I'm alone doing my assignments or anything. I can't even have someone to be crazy with, &lt;i&gt;that's what I do best anyways!&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; Real life friends or online, both sides have done well. I &lt;b&gt;love &lt;/b&gt;you guys. ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;mood :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kz0Noo_xZLc/TpMouD4M-CI/AAAAAAAAA6k/r5PdIFc8-oQ/s1600/happy.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kz0Noo_xZLc/TpMouD4M-CI/AAAAAAAAA6k/r5PdIFc8-oQ/s1600/happy.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;happy&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;song : &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;she's a handsome woman by panic! at the disco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255737456842330307-5314662111023577328?l=kunishoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/feeds/5314662111023577328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4255737456842330307&amp;postID=5314662111023577328&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/5314662111023577328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/5314662111023577328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/2011/10/thank-you-ftl.html' title='Now that you are here with me.'/><author><name>syuhaida / kunima ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10021814810498005368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qOMYvEZTTdo/Tuhz9vEVPoI/AAAAAAAAA-o/4LKRkvy21q0/s220/DSC00246.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IqiuAXyTetw/To1LrSWZQLI/AAAAAAAAA5s/RG9eNHpd2To/s72-c/WDUGh.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255737456842330307.post-3808188573070269253</id><published>2011-10-03T03:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T21:58:03.416+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='she is so good sob sob'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sara bareilles'/><title type='text'>Breathe again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/v2yPU5WPwZs/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/v2yPU5WPwZs&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/v2yPU5WPwZs&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;❝&amp;nbsp; All I have, all I need ; he's the air I would kill to breathe. ❞&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I just &lt;b&gt;had&lt;/b&gt; to share. This song is too beautiful. ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255737456842330307-3808188573070269253?l=kunishoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/feeds/3808188573070269253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4255737456842330307&amp;postID=3808188573070269253&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/3808188573070269253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/3808188573070269253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/2011/10/breathe-again.html' title='Breathe again.'/><author><name>syuhaida / kunima ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10021814810498005368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qOMYvEZTTdo/Tuhz9vEVPoI/AAAAAAAAA-o/4LKRkvy21q0/s220/DSC00246.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255737456842330307.post-2621486046944867506</id><published>2011-09-28T00:15:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T21:59:09.079+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='glee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I actually sounded like a rockstar after the show'/><title type='text'>Gleeks from Mars.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cbimg6.com/graphics/10/07/78049c.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://cbimg6.com/graphics/10/07/78049c.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt; thank you, &lt;a href="http://so-sarcastic.createblog.com/"&gt;Lenny&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Yeah, we're damn outrageous. We'll laugh, we'll shout. We'll scream til our lungs out. Because we're the Gleeks,from Mars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Omg,today was a the best day,ever! ★ It was the day for our Glee competition, which was awesome. I was one of the audiences, and I&lt;i&gt; have &lt;/i&gt;to say I was one of the noisiest people around,hee.Our group was named &lt;b&gt;The Gleeks from Mars&lt;/b&gt;, due to J being a &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;huge&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; fan of Bruno Mars and that we were the Gleeks,so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone did a super job in doing what they were supposed to do. It was so entertaining,and the crowd was going so wild! The emcees were both adorable,quirky and funny ; everything worked so well if I might say so myself! :) God,I was screaming at most of the shows and seriously,I think I just lost my voice haha. It's worth it all in the end.If only I was one of the participants,but I wasn't due to my aching arm :( It was so fun watching them though! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our group didn't won the first place,but we nailed the 4th place so it's not that bad at all! At least we won a spot! And that's pretty good for just a few days practice,I'm so proud of our group. Plus, we were crazy the whole time,we were the ones who sang so loud during other's performances, what a rush! And &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Farah&lt;/span&gt;, you rocked the stage,I'm so proud of you,girl! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;mood :&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MphTKqdLrxc/TpMqATYQYKI/AAAAAAAAA6o/XTWf5pCEaFg/s1600/ecstatic.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MphTKqdLrxc/TpMqATYQYKI/AAAAAAAAA6o/XTWf5pCEaFg/s1600/ecstatic.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ecstatic&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;song : &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm not calling you a liar by florence + the machine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255737456842330307-2621486046944867506?l=kunishoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/feeds/2621486046944867506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4255737456842330307&amp;postID=2621486046944867506&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/2621486046944867506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/2621486046944867506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/2011/09/gleeks-from-mars.html' title='Gleeks from Mars.'/><author><name>syuhaida / kunima ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10021814810498005368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qOMYvEZTTdo/Tuhz9vEVPoI/AAAAAAAAA-o/4LKRkvy21q0/s220/DSC00246.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MphTKqdLrxc/TpMqATYQYKI/AAAAAAAAA6o/XTWf5pCEaFg/s72-c/ecstatic.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total><georss:featurename>Shah Alam, Selangor, Malaysia</georss:featurename><georss:point>3.090607 101.5295969</georss:point><georss:box>2.9581975 101.4677679 3.2230165 101.5914259</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255737456842330307.post-3928829410736324179</id><published>2011-07-25T22:42:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T22:00:48.665+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird'/><title type='text'>what a rush!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cbimg6.com/graphics/07/06/25/32039c.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="135" src="http://cbimg6.com/graphics/07/06/25/32039c.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;( thank you,&lt;a href="http://tara15.createblog.com/"&gt;Tara.&lt;/a&gt; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;As long as I don't find the right man to fill that other half of my life ; you can't stop me into doing what I like to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a pretty odd day,actually.So many things happened.A part of it was good,a part of it was bad ; and a part of it was pretty much random.I guess I'll classify today as a &lt;b&gt;roulette day&lt;/b&gt;.It was such a mix of situations,but I think I got lucky on most of it (: To start off at 12am for today,I wasn't in the mood to study,and I had no idea why &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;probably cos I lost my ruler&lt;/span&gt; but still,it was bothering me. But after lurking for the net for a while,I finally managed to study at around 2.30am til 4.00am.Even so,not all of it was glued to my head.I think I'm having some issues ☹&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm going to rant some more.Feel like reading?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why thank you,just click on the link below and enjoy the show~♪&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there was a quiz today ;&lt;b&gt; Islamic Quiz&lt;/b&gt;.I was super bummed on this one.It didn't go so well.I was totally clueless on one question! Eventhough it consists like 2 marks,just two....but still,I was so pissed! I literally knew what the answer was,I wasn't quite sure.I've never been like for like ages.Now it's back,I'm so upset.I blame myself,for not doing a proper reading yesterday.&lt;i&gt;Lessons learned&lt;/i&gt;.I just hope the 2 marks for that question is all I'm going to lose for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after class,I had to buy a big pack of rice for our cooking supply.I had to carry it back home,using the stairs to the fifth floor! I know,I'm such a spoiled brat for complaining ; and when I got home,I was super tired and I couldn't feel my hands ): It proves how unfit I am! But thanks to my awesome roomie,she cooked our lunch which was the delicious spaghetti so I didn't had to suffer much with the pain~♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the second class,it was counseling and guidance must lecture.It was super scary because the lecturer had done marking our papers! Thank God,oh &lt;b&gt;thank God&lt;/b&gt; I was one of those who passed the quiz! Tons of people didn't,it was really upsetting.Literally,43 out of 93 didn't.Madam wasn't so happy,and I wasn't as well.Don't get me wrong,I'm really honored to be one of those who passed ; but it would be great if I was on the top ♦ All I know is that I'm between 40 and 70.I'm guessing from how I did,I'd get to somewhat near to 50 and 60 but who knows ; I had no idea what to expect from our super strict lecturer.I'll be sure to work triple hard next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for tonight,it was my turn to do the cooking~♢ I was kinda excited and nervous at the same time,cos I haven't cooked for a while and I wouldn't want to disappoint my roomie.She cooked really well for the past few days (: But luckily it turned out great! My chillied prawns was good. I might cook again soon,it felt awesome,hehe ★ Urgh,and I called my mom today ; she wouldn't let me go home during the exam week cos it is such a short time.But what am I gonna do here alone in my apartment?! My roomie's going home,and my family are not coming here so what's the use? I'm so freaking sad ☹ I'll just hope YouTube will be such a good friend for me at the next coming week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;mood :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9TkAsIqrdGk/TpMrr7Bhm3I/AAAAAAAAA6w/5X_6p-bPI60/s1600/sleepy.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9TkAsIqrdGk/TpMrr7Bhm3I/AAAAAAAAA6w/5X_6p-bPI60/s1600/sleepy.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;sleepy&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;song :&lt;/span&gt; thunder by boys like girls&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255737456842330307-3928829410736324179?l=kunishoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/feeds/3928829410736324179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4255737456842330307&amp;postID=3928829410736324179&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/3928829410736324179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/3928829410736324179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/2011/07/what-rush.html' title='what a rush!'/><author><name>syuhaida / kunima ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10021814810498005368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qOMYvEZTTdo/Tuhz9vEVPoI/AAAAAAAAA-o/4LKRkvy21q0/s220/DSC00246.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9TkAsIqrdGk/TpMrr7Bhm3I/AAAAAAAAA6w/5X_6p-bPI60/s72-c/sleepy.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255737456842330307.post-7491587962468273817</id><published>2011-07-23T01:56:00.024+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T22:01:32.570+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='manly tears coming out bro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='and I&apos;m not even a guy'/><title type='text'>rainbows do happen.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cbimg9.com/graphics/08/07/57305c.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://cbimg9.com/graphics/08/07/57305c.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;( thank you,&lt;a href="http://xxr0ckst4rxx.createblog.com/"&gt;Rockstar&lt;/a&gt;.)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;When it rains,never did I knew that there was actually light after the dark ; and a beautiful rainbow that comes afterward.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a weird person,and I'm proud of that (: I do think I have no problem of making new friends,but to find the right ones,might not be as easy as I thought it would be.I've lost contact with few of my friends before.I feel really guilty ; and sometimes lonely, but I have my reasons in which some people think are just ; &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;reasons&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.Money issue is a big thing for me,and I think it affects everything I do.I save my texts, I rarely go for an outing and I rarely eat outside. Not because I don't want to,it's because I &lt;i&gt;have&lt;/i&gt; to.I don't mind it, because I know what I'm here for ; studying.And eventually what I do will pay in the end,it's going to be a bright day soon, I can see it coming ★&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never considered myself as the brightest one,or the most hardworking one but some things just push us further,you know? I'm not the most perfect student,but I hope that I can be one,hopefully.Sometimes,I do feel a bit lonely,because I couldn't say yes to my friends when they ask for a hangout.I know they feel offended at a certain time but I just wish sometimes people would understand ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But things are going fine for now. I'm okay ♥ I've found a few awesome people who really stick up with me.And a few who might not be...as I thought they &lt;i&gt;would be&lt;/i&gt;.But hey,no one's perfect and I'll always remember that,cos I'm not as well. I wasn't in the mood of studying recently due to some things stirring up my mind,but I'll get over it soon.I'll try.I always study,but...study used to be fun when it started.I hope it will be like that again.&lt;b&gt;Soon&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and before I forget ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;thank you Jordan, Fatihah, Nasieha, Peanut ♥&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;You guys are my everything....really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;mood :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kz0Noo_xZLc/TpMouD4M-CI/AAAAAAAAA6k/r5PdIFc8-oQ/s1600/happy.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kz0Noo_xZLc/TpMouD4M-CI/AAAAAAAAA6k/r5PdIFc8-oQ/s1600/happy.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;happy&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;song : &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;just because by raygun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255737456842330307-7491587962468273817?l=kunishoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/feeds/7491587962468273817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4255737456842330307&amp;postID=7491587962468273817&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/7491587962468273817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/7491587962468273817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/2011/07/rainbows-do-happen.html' title='rainbows do happen.'/><author><name>syuhaida / kunima ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10021814810498005368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qOMYvEZTTdo/Tuhz9vEVPoI/AAAAAAAAA-o/4LKRkvy21q0/s220/DSC00246.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kz0Noo_xZLc/TpMouD4M-CI/AAAAAAAAA6k/r5PdIFc8-oQ/s72-c/happy.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255737456842330307.post-1203384970061277434</id><published>2011-07-22T03:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T01:39:09.425+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><title type='text'>meme time! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cbimg6.com/graphics/09/03/70046c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="216" src="http://cbimg6.com/graphics/09/03/70046c.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;( thank you,&lt;a href="http://harrison-.createblog.com/"&gt;harrison&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored again,so I stole this from somewhere~&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy reading it lol.☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ABOUT YOU.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: Kunima, Shoe ♥&lt;br /&gt;Age: 18,HGNNNYEAH.&lt;br /&gt;Male/Female?: Female.&lt;br /&gt;Hair colour: Blackish,dark brown.&lt;br /&gt;Eye colour: Black.&lt;br /&gt;Piercings?: None at all.&lt;br /&gt;Tattoos?: No way.&lt;br /&gt;Zodiac: Proud to be an Aries c:&lt;br /&gt;Sexuality: Straight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;FAVOURITES&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colour: PINK!!!&lt;br /&gt;Drink: Chocolate milk.&lt;br /&gt;Food: Spaghetti or anything with prawns!&lt;br /&gt;Clothing: Sandals,sleek pants,cardigan.&lt;br /&gt;Book: ...I hate reading. o:&lt;br /&gt;Movie: Sucker Punch,Kung Fu Hustle,Hairspray.&lt;br /&gt;Subject(s): English ♥&lt;br /&gt;Flower: Pink roses.&lt;br /&gt;Song: &lt;i&gt;Another Sad Song by Lower Than Atlantis&lt;/i&gt; ★&lt;br /&gt;Band/Singer: Fall Out Boy always wins.&lt;br /&gt;Game: Left4Dead 2.&lt;br /&gt;TV show: Burn Notice and Supernatural.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;RELATIONSHIPS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Single/Taken/It's complicated/Married/Engaged/etc: Single,not interested....yet.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever fallen in love?: I think so.&lt;br /&gt;Do  you believe in sex?: The science text book told me so,yeah &amp;gt;:I&lt;br /&gt;First kiss?: None at all.&lt;br /&gt;Ever kissed in the rain?: &lt;b&gt;LOLWUT.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about the snow?: ...it doesn't snow where I live sadly :c &lt;br /&gt;Sex before marriage?: NU.&lt;br /&gt;Sex on the first date?: That's so cheap o:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YOUR FUTURE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want kids?: Yesss to Fassbender &lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to get married?: Sure,if I find the right persooon~ &lt;br /&gt;Got a career in mind?: I'll just go with whatever brings me to.&lt;br /&gt;College/University?: College,cos I am in one c:&lt;br /&gt;Where do you want to live, when you're older?: Somewhere calming and has 4 seasons ★&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAVE YOU EVER&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotten pregnant?: Eeek,no.&lt;br /&gt;Had sex: Euw,no.&lt;br /&gt;Gone skinny dipping: ummm what? o:&lt;br /&gt;Kissed someone: MY MOM.&lt;br /&gt;Fallen in love: Yeeep.&lt;br /&gt;Been on TV: Yes! For a spelling bee contest! lol.&lt;br /&gt;Been in the newspaper: Yes,but that was when I was in primary :c&lt;br /&gt;Slapped someone: Hmmm....MY BROTHER.&lt;br /&gt;Been in a fist fight: Haha,never though ;n;&lt;br /&gt;Been in a relationship: Never in my whole life.&lt;br /&gt;Sang in front of loads of people: PFFFT I WISH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;mood :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lLz9bXWCmhc/TpMtaqU_UiI/AAAAAAAAA60/jb6vb3Kd2II/s1600/bored.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lLz9bXWCmhc/TpMtaqU_UiI/AAAAAAAAA60/jb6vb3Kd2II/s1600/bored.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;bored&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;song : &lt;/span&gt;headfirst slide into cooperstown on a bad bet by Fall Out Boy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255737456842330307-1203384970061277434?l=kunishoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/feeds/1203384970061277434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4255737456842330307&amp;postID=1203384970061277434&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/1203384970061277434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/1203384970061277434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/2011/07/meme-time-d.html' title='meme time! :D'/><author><name>syuhaida / kunima ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10021814810498005368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qOMYvEZTTdo/Tuhz9vEVPoI/AAAAAAAAA-o/4LKRkvy21q0/s220/DSC00246.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lLz9bXWCmhc/TpMtaqU_UiI/AAAAAAAAA60/jb6vb3Kd2II/s72-c/bored.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255737456842330307.post-1750996430660293610</id><published>2011-07-16T15:50:00.036+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T22:02:42.747+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homecoming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='harry potter was the shiz'/><title type='text'>Best homecoming ever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cbimg6.com/graphics/10/09/78546c.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="230" src="http://cbimg6.com/graphics/10/09/78546c.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;( thank you,&lt;a href="http://www.createblog.com/"&gt;futura&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The journey might ended,but the story will always live in our hearts&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went home for a few days this week since a cousin of mine was having an engagement party.It was only for 3 days and 2 nights though.And living at a faraway place than your home might cause your days to be really short,due to the traveling time.I really missed my family though,so I wouldn't care much.It's been a month since I've been home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I rode a double decker bus,I was so excited ★ and to top it all off,I got a seat on the upper part! Super super awesome. The bus was great,it was comfortable and all,but it was so slow in the driving part,it took us for like 6 hours to get home! What an ass. When I arrived at my hometown,it felt awkward.It sort of felt like....&lt;i&gt;nostalgic&lt;/i&gt;.I felt calm,and I really felt like I belong to that place I call home.It might sound corny,but leaving a place that you were brought up to as a kid will definitely bring a big change in your heart.It felt kind of weird,but I was really happy ; because I know there's a place that will always wait for me and people that will always welcome me home ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;This entry is going to be super long since it's my journal on my homecoming,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;so read it if you feel like it~♪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I arrived home,the first thing I did was hug my mom ★ and then I met up with my brother Haire who I missed being crazy with! He &lt;i&gt;piggy-backed&lt;/i&gt; me upstairs with my parents staring at us like a total maniac,haha it was fun.Met up with Yuki afterward and gave her the favourite snacks of hers that I brought home.Went to my room,and was surprised to see it in a clean condition.Don't get me wrong, my room is always neat (thanks to me) but never did I knew Yuki would be that neat for once.I felt like my toilet was super awesome haha,maybe because I haven't stepped in it for like a month~♢&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then,pop presented me with a surprise (: HGNNN A NEW CELLPHONE : &lt;b&gt;SONY ERICSSON &lt;a href="http://www.castlegadget.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/sony-ericsson-cedar.png"&gt;&lt;i&gt;CEDAR&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; ♥ God,I had &lt;b&gt;no idea&lt;/b&gt; they would get me a new cell! I mean,my old cellphone was broken but still ; I didn't thought they'll buy me a new one so fast.I screamed/squealed when I got it,and hugged my father and Yuki.They were super sweet for getting it for me.We had our dinner together as a family after a long time,I really missed it.Later,I had a long chat with the ladies cause I know,I'm an awesome person to chat with ;D &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Joking&lt;/span&gt;.Yeah,so I did drive as well that night (&lt;b&gt;finally&lt;/b&gt;!) since pop wanted a coffee,as usual haha.Aaah,and my uncle and aunt came by for a sleepover before they leave the next morning to my cousin's engagement party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that leads to the second day.All of us woke up early since we're going for my cousin's big day.But before that,we went to the nearest shopping mall since pop is going to sell my old cellphone.And so I asked my pop to watch the last Harry Potter movie and he said yessss! So when we arrived,I quickly went to the cinema counter to look for the tickets.&lt;b&gt;THERE WERE SO MANY SEATS LEFT SO I WAS LIKE A FREAKING MANIAC BEING HYPER&lt;/b&gt;.I asked my parents to get the tickets but suddenly they didn't want to cause they said we won't have time to get to the engagement party ): I was really bummed,I felt like crying. I even pouted,sulked...and they left me like that.But turns out they booked the ticket already! Man,I feel so dumb and embarrassed, they really got me fooled! ....but I love them anyway,another amazing surprise ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;and yes,the movie was &lt;i&gt;amazing&lt;/i&gt;.I cried for like,3 times ktnx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...the engagement party! It was super fun,the theme color was &lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;flaming red&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.The best parts for me were the food and the photograph moment.All of us were really hyper on that day.Grandpa was super happy,as well! He took pictures together with us,and he was the most excited person to do it actually ♥ I remember when pop and my uncle were going to snap our group photo,my aunt was in the way and my grandpa's like "&lt;b&gt;GET OUT OF THE WAY,YOU.&lt;/b&gt; &amp;gt;:I". It really made my day.Oh,how I miss these people (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the last day,I went for an outing at&lt;i&gt; Secret Recipe &lt;/i&gt;with Yuki and a few of her friends.I was full,but mom cooked my favourite meal on that day ; &lt;b&gt;curried crab&lt;/b&gt; and I can't say no ★  I hated this day the most, eventhough it was one of the best days I had.It's because,I had to leave ; and that day felt like it ran on a haste.It felt so short ): Before my friend came to pick me up to the bus station ; I said goodbye to Yuki,mom and pop.I even gave pop a big hug (: I rarely do that since I feel a bit reserved to do that,but I realized all the great things he did for me,and that he is my father.He deserves nothing more than that.&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;And also because I promised Jordy I'd give him one ♥&lt;/span&gt; But seriously,thanks dad ; and everyone that made my days more meaningful.I love you all ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;mood :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AQM_RT7YOzE/TpMuHosFBwI/AAAAAAAAA64/3NirNu2JDnI/s1600/thankful.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AQM_RT7YOzE/TpMuHosFBwI/AAAAAAAAA64/3NirNu2JDnI/s1600/thankful.giff" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;thankful&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;song :&lt;/span&gt; thunder by boys like girls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255737456842330307-1750996430660293610?l=kunishoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/feeds/1750996430660293610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4255737456842330307&amp;postID=1750996430660293610&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/1750996430660293610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/1750996430660293610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/2011/07/im-luckiest-girl-on-earth.html' title='Best homecoming ever.'/><author><name>syuhaida / kunima ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10021814810498005368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qOMYvEZTTdo/Tuhz9vEVPoI/AAAAAAAAA-o/4LKRkvy21q0/s220/DSC00246.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AQM_RT7YOzE/TpMuHosFBwI/AAAAAAAAA64/3NirNu2JDnI/s72-c/thankful.giff' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255737456842330307.post-3662542021420511194</id><published>2011-07-10T03:58:00.022+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T22:02:58.730+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random random random'/><title type='text'>Maybe I'm a weirdo (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cbimg6.com/graphics/09/09/75175c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://cbimg6.com/graphics/09/09/75175c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;( thank you, &lt;a href="http://sydney1723.createblog.com/"&gt;Sydney&lt;/a&gt;. )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Maybe noone will see me,but I'll keep on doing what I do.Maybe noone will hear me,but I'll keep on screaming.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I don't even know why am I still having these sites and places on the net.Am I just bored,or am I desperate to let someone hear what I'm going to say? I have no idea. Maybe,I'm just expressing myself in a way that nobody else would know.Eh,or it is because I just love having my things organised hehe ★&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish my lappie would be a bit more better in terms of the working mode.It's really slow,and sometimes it gets hanged for like minutes.What a headache to bear! Urgh,and the internet is like super slow when it comes to updating the sites. I still haven't updated fully on my official site ; &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://fadedmoon.weebly.com/"&gt;Faded Moon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; because of the super lame internet connection.I know it's not important as my assignments,but I hate having things unfinished.I still have other sites to update with,and messages to keep up in Deviantart and Facebook. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's a burden,but I guess everything is actually.&lt;br /&gt;Heck,actually; come to think of it....without the internet though,I'd &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;die&lt;/span&gt;.Literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;mood :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_6D-uaonLp8/TpSLtC6GdII/AAAAAAAAA68/WeGsRGB5EW0/s1600/sleepy.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_6D-uaonLp8/TpSLtC6GdII/AAAAAAAAA68/WeGsRGB5EW0/s1600/sleepy.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;sleepy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;song : &lt;/span&gt;loud music by michelle branch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255737456842330307-3662542021420511194?l=kunishoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/feeds/3662542021420511194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4255737456842330307&amp;postID=3662542021420511194&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/3662542021420511194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/3662542021420511194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/2011/07/maybe-im-weirdo.html' title='Maybe I&apos;m a weirdo (:'/><author><name>syuhaida / kunima ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10021814810498005368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qOMYvEZTTdo/Tuhz9vEVPoI/AAAAAAAAA-o/4LKRkvy21q0/s220/DSC00246.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_6D-uaonLp8/TpSLtC6GdII/AAAAAAAAA68/WeGsRGB5EW0/s72-c/sleepy.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255737456842330307.post-6683848682444388687</id><published>2011-06-09T22:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T22:04:58.947+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dilemma'/><title type='text'>youngblood,much?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cbimg6.com/graphics/10/07/78054c.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://cbimg6.com/graphics/10/07/78054c.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;( thank you, &lt;a href="http://so-sarcastic.createblog.com/"&gt;lenny&lt;/a&gt;. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;When the small chair was as tall as me,I felt like the sky was in my hands. When my voice was as loud as the echo,I felt like the world was already mine. But when everything shrunk before me ; so were my dreams.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Oh well, I really hate it when what I said just backfires at me. Okay,so maybe I am not &lt;i&gt;yet&lt;/i&gt; an adult, but not all the great qualities of being a kid glued onto me. So I lost the hope, and instead I grew with a lot of doubts. How I wished everything was as easy as before. I was everything that I could hope for ; a witch, a chef, a cook, an inventor and most importantly ; myself....and noone could say that otherwise than me (or my mom lol.) Still,those times just passed away ; some had just been forgotten as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;mood :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CJl-FEBLCQI/TpSNt1eq51I/AAAAAAAAA7M/_y-rwyoxBek/s1600/confused.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CJl-FEBLCQI/TpSNt1eq51I/AAAAAAAAA7M/_y-rwyoxBek/s1600/confused.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;confused&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;song :&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; tearin up my heart by N'Sync.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255737456842330307-6683848682444388687?l=kunishoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/feeds/6683848682444388687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4255737456842330307&amp;postID=6683848682444388687&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/6683848682444388687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/6683848682444388687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/2011/05/youngbloodmuch.html' title='youngblood,much?'/><author><name>syuhaida / kunima ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10021814810498005368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qOMYvEZTTdo/Tuhz9vEVPoI/AAAAAAAAA-o/4LKRkvy21q0/s220/DSC00246.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CJl-FEBLCQI/TpSNt1eq51I/AAAAAAAAA7M/_y-rwyoxBek/s72-c/confused.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255737456842330307.post-1667893345637461910</id><published>2011-06-08T14:01:00.021+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T22:04:47.573+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='msu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='group work'/><title type='text'>banana dance! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HNoAhBxvG4Q/TfLzUME2c3I/AAAAAAAAA3E/aGOfFO9_IWk/s1600/ban7.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HNoAhBxvG4Q/TfLzUME2c3I/AAAAAAAAA3E/aGOfFO9_IWk/s1600/ban7.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;( thank you,&lt;a href="http://www.heathersanimations.com/foods.html"&gt;heathersanimation&lt;/a&gt;. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Opps! Open banana,Peel banana,Eat banana,Shake banana,Close banana,Throw banana,opps yeah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;haha that sounded dirty... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! so I went back to Penang last week, and I came back here in Shah Alam recently this Monday.I went to substitute classes yesterday and today, &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;AND GUESS WHAT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; ; they told us today was the last class and that there are no more classes til next Monday! I was so damn pissed,cos they didn't provide us with schedules for this week and they &lt;i&gt;had&lt;/i&gt; to announce it for the last minute! So here I am, stucked here for 4 boring days.....Anyways, thank God today was fun cos we did a group performance again! For my group, we did a banana dance 8D We were the last group but everyone loved our show,so it was amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;...presenting~ the banana dance!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2ad6662c22c02fd3" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2ad6662c22c02fd3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330152275%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D41A1A69EE1AF2C2FFFCF26596B99B6810C7A1164.6F774358E64C694E4333D560287F72FF503EE919%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2ad6662c22c02fd3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DzePzpxzB2irhEWxTlLIzA9OzRVI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2ad6662c22c02fd3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330152275%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D41A1A69EE1AF2C2FFFCF26596B99B6810C7A1164.6F774358E64C694E4333D560287F72FF503EE919%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2ad6662c22c02fd3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DzePzpxzB2irhEWxTlLIzA9OzRVI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;*I'm the 3rd one to the left. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;mood :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jGyXy7hnLDE/TpSOVXvoHgI/AAAAAAAAA7U/WjB2vdgT_CU/s1600/pissedoff.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jGyXy7hnLDE/TpSOVXvoHgI/AAAAAAAAA7U/WjB2vdgT_CU/s1600/pissedoff.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;pissed&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;song :&lt;/span&gt; catastrophe by forever the sickest kids.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255737456842330307-1667893345637461910?l=kunishoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/feeds/1667893345637461910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4255737456842330307&amp;postID=1667893345637461910&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/1667893345637461910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/1667893345637461910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post.html' title='banana dance! :D'/><author><name>syuhaida / kunima ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10021814810498005368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qOMYvEZTTdo/Tuhz9vEVPoI/AAAAAAAAA-o/4LKRkvy21q0/s220/DSC00246.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HNoAhBxvG4Q/TfLzUME2c3I/AAAAAAAAA3E/aGOfFO9_IWk/s72-c/ban7.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255737456842330307.post-5842860690181522545</id><published>2011-05-29T15:35:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T22:05:24.532+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='msu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='orientation'/><title type='text'>MSU Orientation week.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IoQSNMbYrNc/TfLzxDilWZI/AAAAAAAAA3I/KezvsKEyci8/s1600/green_haired_girl.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IoQSNMbYrNc/TfLzxDilWZI/AAAAAAAAA3I/KezvsKEyci8/s1600/green_haired_girl.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;( thanks, &lt;a href="http://www.heathersanimations.com/danceone.html"&gt;heathersanimation&lt;/a&gt;. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Who would have thought orientation week could be this fun? It felt like it was just minutes that it all happened! Oh and not to mention, after it all was finished ; I was dead beat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So I went to&lt;b&gt; MSU&lt;/b&gt;, and the orientation week started. It was crazy! We did a lot of crazy stuffs ( well,not that much &lt;i&gt;but still&lt;/i&gt;...) we had a whole lot of fun! It started at first with lectures and stuffs &lt;b&gt;zzzz &lt;/b&gt;but in the end,the groups were tasked to do a performance and that was the best part (:&amp;nbsp; Some had to do a drama,and some had to do dances. It was great! I was dead tired in the weekend but it was worth it ; totally going to be in my memories &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Enjoy some photos and videos that I took! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PsnUPA6bjls/TeIKW4CPkeI/AAAAAAAAA2w/fUzPdZtko14/s1600/OR01.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PsnUPA6bjls/TeIKW4CPkeI/AAAAAAAAA2w/fUzPdZtko14/s320/OR01.png" width="222" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My group ; which was the lucky GROUP 1 (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4mvD_z-PbNY/TeIKdwGLl-I/AAAAAAAAA20/unCYcUnGgR8/s1600/OR02.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4mvD_z-PbNY/TeIKdwGLl-I/AAAAAAAAA20/unCYcUnGgR8/s320/OR02.png" width="148" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;( from top to bottom )&lt;/i&gt; The birthday surprise, me in my Bollywood suit and a performance by the seniors of the cultural club.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtS8n9HlO2w/TeIKuppGAdI/AAAAAAAAA24/iI0TE8MlUFY/s1600/OR-dance.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtS8n9HlO2w/TeIKuppGAdI/AAAAAAAAA24/iI0TE8MlUFY/s320/OR-dance.png" width="296" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The groups which was tasked to do the dance!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B0EHiY9VZjQ/TeIK_YVUfcI/AAAAAAAAA28/UA8tu7lcJL4/s1600/OR-drama.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B0EHiY9VZjQ/TeIK_YVUfcI/AAAAAAAAA28/UA8tu7lcJL4/s320/OR-drama.png" width="296" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The groups for drama performances.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e73620d93eb79f8c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De73620d93eb79f8c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330152275%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6F691ED6991BEFB59C3BE77A606DC844CE43E7D0.15BE7A517CE0234BD8B77BFBBE2E80AA5340DFD3%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De73620d93eb79f8c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DEoFbhm1PUZsPr-70jbQcr6jJiW0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De73620d93eb79f8c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330152275%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6F691ED6991BEFB59C3BE77A606DC844CE43E7D0.15BE7A517CE0234BD8B77BFBBE2E80AA5340DFD3%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De73620d93eb79f8c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DEoFbhm1PUZsPr-70jbQcr6jJiW0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The best Bollywood dance by a group (: The leader was super awesome! 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Sorry I wasn't there, noone was able to record my part for me, so yeah :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-eb710480eecca5bb" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Deb710480eecca5bb%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330152275%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D522719F3C4A62AE9B445B4265516FB265DFE0704.4FD3FD1956539DF76228F9111CDA9922392571DC%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Deb710480eecca5bb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Doj4iYKFxwsKH83maXfpO6f8fQm8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Deb710480eecca5bb%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330152275%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D522719F3C4A62AE9B445B4265516FB265DFE0704.4FD3FD1956539DF76228F9111CDA9922392571DC%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Deb710480eecca5bb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Doj4iYKFxwsKH83maXfpO6f8fQm8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The surprise! Those who were born on the month of May were summoned for a "special" task.They were told that they had to do a "Jai Ho" dance,but turns out ; we were going to sing them Happy Birthday! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7a3f773348f8f859" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7a3f773348f8f859%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330152275%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2C25F7310BF5B1FCEC1E0B5E8EA19BD970E8A2E7.10CA7EFF4BCD09240BD4DE6CBD9603235E49412A%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7a3f773348f8f859%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DbuJryiqQ3Fgy-8Ib5QXyUTypPAQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7a3f773348f8f859%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330152275%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2C25F7310BF5B1FCEC1E0B5E8EA19BD970E8A2E7.10CA7EFF4BCD09240BD4DE6CBD9603235E49412A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7a3f773348f8f859%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DbuJryiqQ3Fgy-8Ib5QXyUTypPAQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...the sequel for the birthday celebration! It was super awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;mood :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M2VMac1zCiw/TpSPIDfd_cI/AAAAAAAAA7c/tL8fHmbdP0U/s1600/hyper.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M2VMac1zCiw/TpSPIDfd_cI/AAAAAAAAA7c/tL8fHmbdP0U/s1600/hyper.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;hyper&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;song : &lt;/span&gt;she's a lady by forever the sickest kids.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255737456842330307-5842860690181522545?l=kunishoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/feeds/5842860690181522545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4255737456842330307&amp;postID=5842860690181522545&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/5842860690181522545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/5842860690181522545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html' title='MSU Orientation week.'/><author><name>syuhaida / kunima ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10021814810498005368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qOMYvEZTTdo/Tuhz9vEVPoI/AAAAAAAAA-o/4LKRkvy21q0/s220/DSC00246.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IoQSNMbYrNc/TfLzxDilWZI/AAAAAAAAA3I/KezvsKEyci8/s72-c/green_haired_girl.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255737456842330307.post-7047201784753820117</id><published>2011-05-19T00:59:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T22:07:01.165+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dilemma'/><title type='text'>countdown to college.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cbimg9.com/graphics/08/07/55828c.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://cbimg9.com/graphics/08/07/55828c.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;( thank you, &lt;a href="http://thatmunsterrme.createblog.com/"&gt;karla&lt;/a&gt;. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I wish money was available in any colors you like, probably pink,orange or maybe yellow! That way we won't be so depressed about money,right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sigh&lt;/i&gt;, college is coming soon ; about a few days or so. I'm going this Sunday, damn right I'm super nervous. It's my first time staying away from my family (okay maybe not the first...) but still ; it's my first try at a new place without the family and friends which I've been sticking to for the last few years. And by years I mean 5 years or more. Ho boy,and that place where I'm going is not quite pleasant when it comes to financial issues so I'm sure someone's going to lose a lot of her hairs soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;mood :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9TkAsIqrdGk/TpMrr7Bhm3I/AAAAAAAAA6w/5X_6p-bPI60/s1600/sleepy.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9TkAsIqrdGk/TpMrr7Bhm3I/AAAAAAAAA6w/5X_6p-bPI60/s1600/sleepy.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;sleepy&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;song :&lt;/span&gt; the lazy song by bruno mars.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255737456842330307-7047201784753820117?l=kunishoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/feeds/7047201784753820117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4255737456842330307&amp;postID=7047201784753820117&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/7047201784753820117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/7047201784753820117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/2011/05/countdown-to-college.html' title='countdown to college.'/><author><name>syuhaida / kunima ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10021814810498005368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qOMYvEZTTdo/Tuhz9vEVPoI/AAAAAAAAA-o/4LKRkvy21q0/s220/DSC00246.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9TkAsIqrdGk/TpMrr7Bhm3I/AAAAAAAAA6w/5X_6p-bPI60/s72-c/sleepy.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255737456842330307.post-4679711186754224945</id><published>2011-05-12T01:37:00.024+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T22:07:23.773+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tagged'/><title type='text'>tagged, and bored.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cbimg6.com/graphics/10/09/78479c.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://cbimg6.com/graphics/10/09/78479c.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;( thank you,&lt;a href="http://so-sarcastic.createblog.com/"&gt; lenny&lt;/a&gt;. )&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Dude, I am the chosen one! I got tagged ; like seriously man...ain't it awesome?! so now I have to do like, 95 questions in this tag post...so fun,right? oh wait,&lt;i&gt; sh--!&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;FULL NAME &lt;/b&gt;: Syuhaida Salehi &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;AGE : &lt;/b&gt;18 HNNYEAH :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BIRTH DATE :&lt;/b&gt; 30/03/1993&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PRESENT ADDRESS : &lt;/b&gt; Under your bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules: Once you've been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 95 truths about you. At the end, choose 25 people to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;I'm going to cheat this one ; I won't tag anyone :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1.WHAT WAS YOUR:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Last beverage: Iced Ribena.&lt;br /&gt;2. Last phone call: I rarely have phonecalls but the last time was with a friend.&lt;br /&gt;3. Last text message: Good night &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;4. Last song you listened to: what you mean to me by the sterling knight.&lt;br /&gt;5. Last time you cried: a couple of months ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAVE YOU EVER:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Dated someone twice: never dated.I'm expensive &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;7. Been cheated on: never been in a relationship,so no.&lt;br /&gt;8. Kissed someone &amp;amp; regretted it: never kissed anyone (:&lt;br /&gt;9. Lost someone special: not yet,thankfully.&lt;br /&gt;10. Been depressed: most of the time....&lt;br /&gt;11. Been drunk &amp;amp; threw up: none!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LIST 3 FAVOURITE COLOURS:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pink,pastel colors and peach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LAST YEAR (2010), HAVE YOU:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Made a new friend: tons! most were schoolmates!&lt;br /&gt;16. Fallen out of love: nope,surprisingly.&lt;br /&gt;17. Laughed until you cried: teary,abit I guess lol.&lt;br /&gt;18. Met someone who changed you : a few in my case (:&lt;br /&gt;19. Found out who your true friends are: yes!&lt;br /&gt;20. Found out that someone was talking about you: I think so...&lt;br /&gt;21. Kissed anyone on your FB friend's list: lolwut?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;GENERAL:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. How many people on your FB friends list do you know in real life: 85% of them.I always add those who I know first.&lt;br /&gt;23. Do you have any pets: no..&lt;br /&gt;24. Do you want to change your name: no thank you c:&lt;br /&gt;25. What did you do for your last birthday: shopping and lots of eating ; was fun!&lt;br /&gt;26. What time did you wake up today: 9 am or something.&lt;br /&gt;27. What were you doing at midnight last night: browsing the net and catched some zzz's.&lt;br /&gt;28. Name something you CANNOT wait for: results! &lt;i&gt;URGH.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Last time you saw your mother: an hour ago before she went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;30. What is 1 thing you wish you could change about your life: my school years.&lt;br /&gt;31. What are you listening to right now: super junior m's perfection.&lt;br /&gt;32. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: LOL WHAT IS THIS I DON'T EVEN...&lt;br /&gt;33. What's getting on your nerves right now: the choices I need to make for my life :c&lt;br /&gt;34. Most visited web page: &lt;a href="http://cherry-zombie.deviantart.com/"&gt;deviantart&lt;/a&gt; HNNN YES.&lt;br /&gt;35. Nickname(s): kuni,syu,shoester and superpewpew c:&lt;br /&gt;36 &amp;nbsp;Relationship status : single &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;37. Zodiac sign: aries&lt;br /&gt;38. Male or female: female.NOW COME AT ME BRO.&lt;br /&gt;39. Elementary: SK Hashim Awang&lt;br /&gt;40. High school: SMK Bertam Indah&lt;br /&gt;41. College: msu if it happens (:&lt;br /&gt;42. Hair colour: just plain black.&lt;br /&gt;43. Long or short: short,neck&amp;nbsp;length-ed.&lt;br /&gt;44. Height: 159cm &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;45. Do you have a crush on someone: I always fall for fictional characters lol or celebs so yes?&lt;br /&gt;46. What do you like about yourself: I am so damn organised? *is a freak* SOB.&lt;br /&gt;47. Piercings: yes for my oc babies lol.&lt;br /&gt;48. Tattoos: no for me.&lt;br /&gt;49. Righty or lefty: a proud lefty &amp;lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;FIRSTS:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. First surgery: yep,last year ; to remove my tonsils.&lt;br /&gt;51. First piercing: for both my ears,was fun until they got swollen :c&lt;br /&gt;52. First best friend: tengku....wow where did she went?!&lt;br /&gt;53. First sport you joined: probably sprint lol.&lt;br /&gt;54. First pair of trainers: whud?&lt;br /&gt;55. First vacation: I have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;RIGHT NOW:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Eating: nothing,it's pretty late.&lt;br /&gt;57. Drinking: nothing,but thirsty :'c&lt;br /&gt;58. I'm about to: sleep soon after this tag is done~&lt;br /&gt;59. Listening to: nothing,closed all the music players.&lt;br /&gt;60. Waiting for: this to finish and then go to bed &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YOUR FUTURE:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Want kids: COME AT ME BRO.&lt;br /&gt;62. Get married: to Jensen Ackles,YES.&lt;br /&gt;63. Career: just a boring ol drawer.DRAWERS GOTTA DRAW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHICH IS BETTER:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. Lips or eyes: lips! &amp;lt;33&lt;br /&gt;65. Hugs or kisses: kisses,NICK,I WANT CHO KISS QAQ&lt;br /&gt;66. Shorter or taller: HNNNN TALLER.LET MAH HEAD FACE THEE CHEST!&lt;br /&gt;67. Younger or older: older.damn hotness &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;68. Romantic or spontaneous: both please ;u;&lt;br /&gt;69. Nice stomach or nice arms: stomach! man,I'm a geek...&lt;br /&gt;70. Sensitive or loud: loud! 8D&lt;br /&gt;71. Hook-up or relationship: relationship.&lt;br /&gt;72. Trouble maker or hesitant: depends I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAVE YOU EVER:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. Kissed a stranger: euw what no.&lt;br /&gt;74. Drank hard liquor: I'm a muslim,so no :D&lt;br /&gt;75. Lost glasses/ contacts: not once....yet.&lt;br /&gt;76. Sex on first date: NEVER...AT NIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;77. Broke someone's heart: I guess I have,or not?&lt;br /&gt;78. Had your own heart broken: lost counted&lt;br /&gt;79. Been arrested: no *A*&lt;br /&gt;80. Turn someone down: NEXT!&lt;br /&gt;81. Cried when someone died: I did when he was gone &lt;br /&gt;82. Fallen for a friend: it happens.oh well,&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;sheep&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. Yourself: sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;84. Miracles: most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;85. Love at first sight: yes and it'll go after a few seconds of it.&lt;br /&gt;86. Heaven: yes.&lt;br /&gt;87. Santa Claus: I SAW HIM LAST YEAR.DON'T CHU ACCUSE HIM OF SUCH&amp;nbsp;BLASPHEMY!!&lt;br /&gt;88. Kiss on the first date: nope.&lt;br /&gt;89. Angels: IDK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ANSWER TRUTHFULLY:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. Had more than 1 girlfriend/ boyfriend at a time: never had any.&lt;br /&gt;91. Did you sing today: I did lol,literally everyday ;D&lt;br /&gt;92. Ever cheated on somebody: not....yet 8D&lt;br /&gt;93. If you could go back in time, how far would you go: high school,definitely.&lt;br /&gt;94. If you could pick a day from last year and relieve it, what would it be: 01-01-2009&lt;br /&gt;95. Are you afraid of falling in love: I don't know,I never thought about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;mood :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9TkAsIqrdGk/TpMrr7Bhm3I/AAAAAAAAA6w/5X_6p-bPI60/s1600/sleepy.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9TkAsIqrdGk/TpMrr7Bhm3I/AAAAAAAAA6w/5X_6p-bPI60/s1600/sleepy.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;sleepy&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;tagger : &lt;/span&gt;{ &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1827106161"&gt;michelle&lt;/a&gt;. }&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255737456842330307-4679711186754224945?l=kunishoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/feeds/4679711186754224945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4255737456842330307&amp;postID=4679711186754224945&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/4679711186754224945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/4679711186754224945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/2011/05/tagged-and-bored.html' title='tagged, and bored.'/><author><name>syuhaida / kunima ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10021814810498005368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qOMYvEZTTdo/Tuhz9vEVPoI/AAAAAAAAA-o/4LKRkvy21q0/s220/DSC00246.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9TkAsIqrdGk/TpMrr7Bhm3I/AAAAAAAAA6w/5X_6p-bPI60/s72-c/sleepy.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255737456842330307.post-4074463476712867008</id><published>2011-05-10T19:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T22:07:41.848+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dilemma'/><title type='text'>mixing the mixes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cbimg9.com/graphics/07/07/10/33346c.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://cbimg9.com/graphics/07/07/10/33346c.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;( thank you,&lt;a href="http://meghan_evangelista.createblog.com/"&gt;meghan.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Have you ever felt like your feelings are mixed up all over the place ; as if a music player is shuffling to find the perfect song? Well,that's how I feel and seriously,I think I'm losing the &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;pause&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; button.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both;"&gt;FFFF---I have never&amp;nbsp;once&amp;nbsp;considered myself as an adult. Even if I am,I bet it was just a big misunderstanding. My looks are,but my insides are not. I'm not even sure if I'm ready yet to move on from everything that I have been through. Maybe this small pool isn't meant for me to swim into forever. It took me long to see that,but I just have to keep moving on ; even if it means I'll be drowning along the way. Maybe I'll find the surface on my own. Or maybe not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;mood :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CJDpOmgv8SY/TpSRin3ivqI/AAAAAAAAA7k/hmGRXH3Jt28/s1600/mellow.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CJDpOmgv8SY/TpSRin3ivqI/AAAAAAAAA7k/hmGRXH3Jt28/s1600/mellow.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;mellow&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;song :&lt;/span&gt; what you mean to me by sterling knight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255737456842330307-4074463476712867008?l=kunishoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/feeds/4074463476712867008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4255737456842330307&amp;postID=4074463476712867008&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/4074463476712867008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/4074463476712867008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/2011/05/mixing-mixes.html' title='mixing the mixes.'/><author><name>syuhaida / kunima ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10021814810498005368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qOMYvEZTTdo/Tuhz9vEVPoI/AAAAAAAAA-o/4LKRkvy21q0/s220/DSC00246.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CJDpOmgv8SY/TpSRin3ivqI/AAAAAAAAA7k/hmGRXH3Jt28/s72-c/mellow.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255737456842330307.post-2596395782118658219</id><published>2011-02-13T17:20:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T02:59:33.024+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='commissions'/><title type='text'>taking commissions now! (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IVCuxHGKXQ4/TVeh6_HK1qI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/PSFI7MoRTWQ/s1600/DSC-0055.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IVCuxHGKXQ4/TVeh6_HK1qI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/PSFI7MoRTWQ/s1600/DSC-0055.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ga-44APZYy0/TVeh7sxEjFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/2kaByirdUcM/s1600/DSC-0000092.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ga-44APZYy0/TVeh7sxEjFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/2kaByirdUcM/s1600/DSC-0000092.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;ep,those are &lt;b&gt;some&lt;/b&gt; of my works I've been sketching,but the top snapshot is my first commission ; a &lt;i&gt;wedding&lt;/i&gt; picture.I'm glad that people are commissioning me and that I can do it for a &lt;b&gt;living&lt;/b&gt; (well,&lt;i&gt;for now&lt;/i&gt;) but it's kind of ironic cause it has been a bit of a backfiring situation.I have been facing an artblock,and my hands wouldn't want to draw so well.I've always faced this once I had drawn for like too often in a certain period of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call it an excuse but there's nothing I can do,it &lt;i&gt;happens&lt;/i&gt;.Now I guess I just have to take some rest,and play some more games or whatever.I have to take an &lt;b&gt;art hiatus&lt;/b&gt; for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;mood :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CJl-FEBLCQI/TpSNt1eq51I/AAAAAAAAA7M/_y-rwyoxBek/s1600/confused.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CJl-FEBLCQI/TpSNt1eq51I/AAAAAAAAA7M/_y-rwyoxBek/s1600/confused.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;confused&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;song :&lt;/span&gt; animal by neon trees.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255737456842330307-2596395782118658219?l=kunishoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/feeds/2596395782118658219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4255737456842330307&amp;postID=2596395782118658219&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/2596395782118658219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/2596395782118658219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/2011/02/taking-commissions-now.html' title='taking commissions now! (:'/><author><name>syuhaida / kunima ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10021814810498005368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qOMYvEZTTdo/Tuhz9vEVPoI/AAAAAAAAA-o/4LKRkvy21q0/s220/DSC00246.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IVCuxHGKXQ4/TVeh6_HK1qI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/PSFI7MoRTWQ/s72-c/DSC-0055.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255737456842330307.post-6663934510590760283</id><published>2010-12-08T16:08:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T03:00:47.676+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exam&apos;s over'/><title type='text'>spm is freaking over! OMG.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; can't believe SPM is&lt;i&gt; finally&lt;/i&gt;; finally freaking over.It felt like a &lt;b&gt;million&lt;/b&gt; years,for God's sake! Our class was the first to finish,and boy we partied hard.Screaming might not be enough,so some had to ask for some autographs along the way.I feel &lt;i&gt;special&lt;/i&gt;,lol.I still haven't shook it off yet,someone please slap me I'M FRKIN SRS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I have to plan on what to do next. Party,hang out,24 hour of video gaming or have an overdose of &lt;b&gt;Guitar Hero&lt;/b&gt;? hm,so many to choose from.I'm pretty much excited,but at the same time I'm worried if I couldn't achieve my &lt;i&gt;actual&lt;/i&gt; goals during the break.I mean,I am a &lt;b&gt;lazy ass&lt;/b&gt;.For some stuffs,the hard stuffs of course.Glad I'm a cleanholic tho,or else I would freaking suck like Yuki,she's a wreck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll just wait on what time has in stores for me.&lt;br /&gt;If only,it &lt;i&gt;allows&lt;/i&gt; me to do so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;mood :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kz0Noo_xZLc/TpMouD4M-CI/AAAAAAAAA6k/r5PdIFc8-oQ/s1600/happy.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kz0Noo_xZLc/TpMouD4M-CI/AAAAAAAAA6k/r5PdIFc8-oQ/s1600/happy.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;happy&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;song :&lt;/span&gt; I think i'm paranoid by garbage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255737456842330307-6663934510590760283?l=kunishoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/feeds/6663934510590760283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4255737456842330307&amp;postID=6663934510590760283&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/6663934510590760283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/6663934510590760283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/2010/12/spm-is-freaking-over-omg.html' title='spm is freaking over! OMG.'/><author><name>syuhaida / kunima ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10021814810498005368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qOMYvEZTTdo/Tuhz9vEVPoI/AAAAAAAAA-o/4LKRkvy21q0/s220/DSC00246.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kz0Noo_xZLc/TpMouD4M-CI/AAAAAAAAA6k/r5PdIFc8-oQ/s72-c/happy.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255737456842330307.post-8553209164864427074</id><published>2010-11-16T19:09:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T03:02:15.305+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='last day of school'/><title type='text'>last day of school,PERIOD!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;lood,sweat and chaos ; that's the &lt;i&gt;last&lt;/i&gt; day of school alright.&lt;br /&gt;Oh,and did I mention? &lt;b&gt;more drama&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out the end of my senior year was &lt;b&gt;dreadful&lt;/b&gt;.The start of today's school was great,well &lt;i&gt;literally&lt;/i&gt;.It got off as awesome,everyone was happy.Some of the teachers are going for a move next year too,and we were proud of them.Until,at the afterparty ; some students decided to '&lt;b&gt;bomb&lt;/b&gt;' the school's compound,with a few &lt;i&gt;explosives&lt;/i&gt;.And by that,I knew.I just knew,something wrong will continue to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was &lt;i&gt;right&lt;/i&gt;.Few of the boys in my class had involved in a fight,and someone was &lt;b&gt;injured&lt;/b&gt;.It was Hakimi,and he was bleeding bad.He had like 7 stitches on his head.Poor guy.So he's off to the hospital,police station and other places needed,like ; the principal's office? Heck yes.But that didn't end there;his &lt;i&gt;sidekick&lt;/i&gt; Ayie decided he needed to avenge his sole-mate; so he called his Yakuza team.In other words, his brother's &lt;b&gt;gangster team&lt;/b&gt;.Hence,the boys off to their sudden death match after school.None of my business,of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay,on the &lt;i&gt;bright &lt;/i&gt;side of life ; me and the girls had some time to say thanks to all of the teachers who helped us &lt;b&gt;alot&lt;/b&gt; in our 5 years being a high school senior.And our class did held a simple feast,just for a last farewell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still,it was the &lt;i&gt;worst &lt;/i&gt;senior year ending yet but I mean,it could get &lt;b&gt;worse&lt;/b&gt;,right? For a "grand" closing of this post,I'll let you guys enjoy some of the snapshots we had today :D&amp;nbsp;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*click on the pictures for larger size.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;**the symbol asterisk marks me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r290/kunisyu/02-20.png"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r290/kunisyu/P02.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r290/kunisyu/03-18.png"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r290/kunisyu/P03.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r290/kunisyu/04-10.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r290/kunisyu/P04.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r290/kunisyu/01-22.png"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r290/kunisyu/P01-1.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r290/kunisyu/10-5.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r290/kunisyu/P10.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r290/kunisyu/12-5.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r290/kunisyu/P12.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r290/kunisyu/15-5.png"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r290/kunisyu/P15.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r290/kunisyu/13-3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r290/kunisyu/P13.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r290/kunisyu/08-9.png"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r290/kunisyu/P08.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;mood :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7dVGPuu9a0o/TpSSif3hk9I/AAAAAAAAA7s/T0ydFzcLZ4A/s1600/indescribable.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7dVGPuu9a0o/TpSSif3hk9I/AAAAAAAAA7s/T0ydFzcLZ4A/s1600/indescribable.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;indescribable&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;song : &lt;/span&gt;survivor by TVXQ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255737456842330307-8553209164864427074?l=kunishoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/feeds/8553209164864427074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4255737456842330307&amp;postID=8553209164864427074&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/8553209164864427074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/8553209164864427074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/2010/11/last-day-of-schoolperiod.html' title='last day of school,PERIOD!'/><author><name>syuhaida / kunima ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10021814810498005368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qOMYvEZTTdo/Tuhz9vEVPoI/AAAAAAAAA-o/4LKRkvy21q0/s220/DSC00246.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7dVGPuu9a0o/TpSSif3hk9I/AAAAAAAAA7s/T0ydFzcLZ4A/s72-c/indescribable.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255737456842330307.post-9060261505785345028</id><published>2010-10-15T13:39:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T03:03:47.597+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pissed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='left4dead'/><title type='text'>dear L4D2 garena players.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;hut the &lt;b&gt;f &lt;/b&gt;up.I was like so freaking pissed yesterday.I haven't played Left4Dead 2 for a long while,but now I know &lt;i&gt;why&lt;/i&gt;.It's been ages since I've logged in,and yesterday I took some of my time to play L4D2.Malaysia's Room,as usual is less amusing on the number of players.And noone had the much &lt;b&gt;energy&lt;/b&gt; to create a L4D2 room.I don't care much about that,but what bothers me was, there were these few players complaining in the chatroom about noone creating a L4D2 game room.I mean,&lt;i&gt;come on&lt;/i&gt;! YOU CAN CREATE IT YOUR OWN DAMN SELF.&lt;b&gt;WTF&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh,and even if I did create a room,noone bothers to join.Why? simple reasons.Most Malaysian players are so prejudice.They have their own &lt;i&gt;clans&lt;/i&gt;.I don't effing care,but &lt;b&gt;SRSLY PPL&lt;/b&gt;,you really have to stop being so picky.You guys have freaking conquered the Malaysia Room all over and now you're being so choosy.Great,wait for your awesome clan mates to create a room.Honestly,this is &lt;i&gt;bullshit&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;mood :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jGyXy7hnLDE/TpSOVXvoHgI/AAAAAAAAA7U/WjB2vdgT_CU/s1600/pissedoff.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jGyXy7hnLDE/TpSOVXvoHgI/AAAAAAAAA7U/WjB2vdgT_CU/s1600/pissedoff.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;pissed&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;song : &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;misery by maroon 5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255737456842330307-9060261505785345028?l=kunishoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/feeds/9060261505785345028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4255737456842330307&amp;postID=9060261505785345028&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/9060261505785345028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/9060261505785345028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/2010/10/dear-l4d2-garena-players.html' title='dear L4D2 garena players.'/><author><name>syuhaida / kunima ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10021814810498005368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qOMYvEZTTdo/Tuhz9vEVPoI/AAAAAAAAA-o/4LKRkvy21q0/s220/DSC00246.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jGyXy7hnLDE/TpSOVXvoHgI/AAAAAAAAA7U/WjB2vdgT_CU/s72-c/pissedoff.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255737456842330307.post-1944819821452602548</id><published>2010-10-05T17:45:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T03:04:53.827+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random dream'/><title type='text'>sweet dreams,oh yeah.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;ow,what a dream I had today.It was practically bizarre (plus &lt;i&gt;awesome&lt;/i&gt;).Anyways,it was about the world coming to an end,in other words being doomed by a zombie apocalypse.Too much &lt;b&gt;Left4Dead 2&lt;/b&gt; I guess,haha.I was in an office,probably working as a secretary (or a boss).Geez,I dunno? Turns out I have a hot boyfriend,which was Chris Evans.I know,&lt;b&gt;Chris Evans&lt;/b&gt;.That hot,smoking,gorgeous thing created by God; well literally.We were working,and suddenly we were attacked by &lt;i&gt;something&lt;/i&gt;.Guess what,that something was a &lt;b&gt;Witch&lt;/b&gt;.Me,Chris and a female friend of mine hid under the desk,trying to avoid her.I told both of them not to move since I know (well I just know) that the Witch would start to attack if there's any noise.Sadly,that hot Chris Evans,or my boyfriend thought that I WAS KIDDING.So he got up from under the desk and well,you got the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That forced us to run,my friend was killed too so it was me,alone.I grabbed hold of my cellphone tightly,trying to call a friend of mine.WELL THAT FRIEND WAS &lt;b&gt;TAYLOR KITSCH&lt;/b&gt;.I know,it just gets better! Unfortunately,line was dead so I ran to see him my damn self.Weirdest thing was,his shooting set wasn't been attacked by zombies yet.As soon as I saw him,I grabbed his hand and pulled him away from his casts (I don't know what show they were shooting; &lt;i&gt;Friday Night Lights &lt;/i&gt;maybe?). I asked him whether he had a private plane or not.Thank God he said yes.I told him about the zombie apocalypse and all,so he agreed and we plan for a escape.Well the plan was to run,obviously.So he called out a few of his friends to follow us,and we ran.A&lt;b&gt; tank&lt;/b&gt; approches (&lt;i&gt;geez&lt;/i&gt;.) and some of us were killed,including IDKW aka Taylor's girlfriend.He was about to save her,in other words run back for her but I stopped him cos I know we'd be dead.I told him we had to do that to live,as what happened to me and Chris. Yeah,basically the both of us survived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's more to the story but I don't feel like telling it all.I felt really shocked that I remembered most of it,but to tell everything might lead my post to be as long as 3 page long.I woke up and felt kinda awkward about the whole thing.I mean,&lt;i&gt;wow&lt;/i&gt; right? I guess it's all because of the launching of Left4Dead's &lt;b&gt;The Sacrifice&lt;/b&gt;.The DLC and 4th part of the comic is out today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling too &lt;i&gt;anxious&lt;/i&gt; for it,maybe? &lt;b&gt;I GTG GET IT NAO MAN&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;mood :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fcDKdKJc4Lg/TpSTLCk6LTI/AAAAAAAAA70/oP6aWV1MHxw/s1600/weird.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fcDKdKJc4Lg/TpSTLCk6LTI/AAAAAAAAA70/oP6aWV1MHxw/s1600/weird.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;weird&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;song : &lt;/span&gt;do you want to by franz ferdinand&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255737456842330307-1944819821452602548?l=kunishoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/feeds/1944819821452602548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4255737456842330307&amp;postID=1944819821452602548&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/1944819821452602548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/1944819821452602548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/2010/10/sweet-dreamsoh-yeah.html' title='sweet dreams,oh yeah.'/><author><name>syuhaida / kunima ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10021814810498005368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qOMYvEZTTdo/Tuhz9vEVPoI/AAAAAAAAA-o/4LKRkvy21q0/s220/DSC00246.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fcDKdKJc4Lg/TpSTLCk6LTI/AAAAAAAAA70/oP6aWV1MHxw/s72-c/weird.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255737456842330307.post-4382706940818433795</id><published>2010-09-15T17:54:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T03:06:08.433+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>swollen eyes,yay.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ah.I'm not sure if today's my lucky day or my worst day ever? My eyes are freaking swollen and it hurts like hell.It's like I have a small alien living inside my eyelid and like slowly eating my flesh.I know that sounded harsh but that's the only way to explain how painful it is.I don't feel like going out or being hyper today....geez thanks so much swelly.(Yes I have a name for it now cos it's been living on me for &lt;i&gt;ages&lt;/i&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And mom did held some kind of a party today.Some of Yuki's pals came,but they were late.Now our plans for watching Resident Evil Afterlife would be postponed ): I know,the movie will suck big time but I'm giving it a try since both Jill and Chris are going to be in it.I wish we'll watch it tonight,hopefully.I mean,school's this Friday,&lt;i&gt;gwarsh&lt;/i&gt;!That's a major problem,much more critical than anything else! I still haven't shook it off yet from my vacation mode.I hate school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on the bright side (&lt;i&gt;well&lt;/i&gt;..),mom made a super delicious marinara spaghetti which tasted like heaven.Plus,I managed to update on a few sites and posted my gameplay video of Left4Dead 2,which took me years for it to finish.It's in my &lt;a href="http://screamingpens.blogspot.com/"&gt;artblog&lt;/a&gt;,since this blog's space is too small for me to post the video.So look it up there,yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime,I'm going to kill this alien in my eyelid &lt;b&gt;KTNXBAI&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;mood :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1siUC6SNAcE/TpSTdqAp6bI/AAAAAAAAA78/56cCOaA4aI0/s1600/sick.giff" imageanchor="1" style="margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1siUC6SNAcE/TpSTdqAp6bI/AAAAAAAAA78/56cCOaA4aI0/s1600/sick.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;sick&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;song : &lt;/span&gt;dr.nick by jinn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255737456842330307-4382706940818433795?l=kunishoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/feeds/4382706940818433795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4255737456842330307&amp;postID=4382706940818433795&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/4382706940818433795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/4382706940818433795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/2010/09/swollen-eyesyay.html' title='swollen eyes,yay.'/><author><name>syuhaida / kunima ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10021814810498005368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qOMYvEZTTdo/Tuhz9vEVPoI/AAAAAAAAA-o/4LKRkvy21q0/s220/DSC00246.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1siUC6SNAcE/TpSTdqAp6bI/AAAAAAAAA78/56cCOaA4aI0/s72-c/sick.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255737456842330307.post-2939157737189777411</id><published>2010-07-28T22:05:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T03:06:17.935+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goodbye'/><title type='text'>this song was yours to remember.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="200" width="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/S_Mpu0modBI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/S_Mpu0modBI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height=250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hank you,you gave me a new life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What I did was right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was wrong for you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but guess what,I'm free now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can finally move on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cheers, Ruki.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255737456842330307-2939157737189777411?l=kunishoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/feeds/2939157737189777411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4255737456842330307&amp;postID=2939157737189777411&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/2939157737189777411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/2939157737189777411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/2010/07/this-song-was-yours-to-remember.html' title='this song was yours to remember.'/><author><name>syuhaida / kunima ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10021814810498005368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qOMYvEZTTdo/Tuhz9vEVPoI/AAAAAAAAA-o/4LKRkvy21q0/s220/DSC00246.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255737456842330307.post-90834601310952423</id><published>2010-07-23T23:50:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T03:08:06.984+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pissed'/><title type='text'>not in the mood.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;an,what the hell.Today,I found out that some of the prefects had planned something for the teacher's day without taking our opinions, for the least.They wanted to do gifts dedications,to give for those who you think are special.Well,your&amp;nbsp;soul mate, to be short.What the freaking capital &lt;b&gt;F&lt;/b&gt;.At least the teachers were opposing to the idea.Thank God for teachers,it was cancelled! That was indeed embarrassing,it was like the prefects&amp;nbsp;ourselves&amp;nbsp;are supporting lovebirds,geez.That problem aside,I have another issue in hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out my brother had told my pop about the repaired laptop that we kept to ourselves.Yeah,he told me pop didn't mind it,but I'm sure he's gonna be taking back his laptop soon.There goes our damn chance.I mean,pop gave us the lappie cos he really thought it was broken.It was,until we fixed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuki and I had planned for a Left4Dead 2 hangout today.We're going to play online tonight,but turns out mom arranged a 'trip' with my&amp;nbsp;neighbor for a dinner at the nearby shopping mall.Yeah,I'm fine with that but unfortunately,his uncle dropped by for a visit and our trip was delayed.It was late,and we got home at a very later time.I was tired,and Yuki was waiting for me.It's 11 PM! We can only play for an hour,Yuki has her freaking class tomorrow.Plus,my earphone is fucking broken.It can only work on the left side,so my head was being all dizzy cos the sound was unbalanced.Damn it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So not in the mood right now.&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side though,I managed to get a Mars bar and yogurt.Amen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;mood :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LVTpGX25Adk/TpST4IkjZ1I/AAAAAAAAA8E/FE0GGKYn3ww/s1600/predatory.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LVTpGX25Adk/TpST4IkjZ1I/AAAAAAAAA8E/FE0GGKYn3ww/s1600/predatory.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;predatory&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;song :&lt;/span&gt; oh my god by usher&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255737456842330307-90834601310952423?l=kunishoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/feeds/90834601310952423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4255737456842330307&amp;postID=90834601310952423&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/90834601310952423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/90834601310952423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/2010/07/not-in-mood.html' title='not in the mood.'/><author><name>syuhaida / kunima ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10021814810498005368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qOMYvEZTTdo/Tuhz9vEVPoI/AAAAAAAAA-o/4LKRkvy21q0/s220/DSC00246.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LVTpGX25Adk/TpST4IkjZ1I/AAAAAAAAA8E/FE0GGKYn3ww/s72-c/predatory.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255737456842330307.post-761876379844907344</id><published>2010-07-03T14:11:00.027+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T03:09:08.924+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='embarassed'/><title type='text'>oh no you didn't.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;oday we're still in Bangi.We're going to send Yuki off to her UKM campus tomorrow.I'm pretty much happy,since I would seriously focus on my studies when she's away,because she'd be taking her laptop (in other words,my Left4Dead 2 console).We had a dinner with my uncle and his family,the food was good and the place was&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;amazing&lt;/i&gt;.They had waiters! WAITERS.And most of them were pretty hot.Call me a perv,but who can't stand a night at an amazing restaurants with like,50+ boys? I couldn't.But seriously,I should really watch my mouth.I accidentally hit one of the waiters.We were sitting outside,and he told us to come in since it's going to rain and they didn't have any umbrellas.I couldn't believe that I said "&lt;b&gt;How about you give us some umbrella treatment,then?&lt;/b&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dang,I should really watch that mouth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;mood :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AJZwGC9Z02k/TpSUL-FVhnI/AAAAAAAAA8M/o0HIiszNC9M/s1600/embarrassed.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AJZwGC9Z02k/TpSUL-FVhnI/AAAAAAAAA8M/o0HIiszNC9M/s1600/embarrassed.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;embarrassed&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;song :&lt;/span&gt; pillow talk by kids in glass houses&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255737456842330307-761876379844907344?l=kunishoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/feeds/761876379844907344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4255737456842330307&amp;postID=761876379844907344&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/761876379844907344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/761876379844907344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/2010/07/watch-that-mouth.html' title='oh no you didn&apos;t.'/><author><name>syuhaida / kunima ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10021814810498005368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qOMYvEZTTdo/Tuhz9vEVPoI/AAAAAAAAA-o/4LKRkvy21q0/s220/DSC00246.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AJZwGC9Z02k/TpSUL-FVhnI/AAAAAAAAA8M/o0HIiszNC9M/s72-c/embarrassed.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255737456842330307.post-7241129307045155128</id><published>2010-07-02T15:05:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T03:10:47.703+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pissed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='effed up'/><title type='text'>capital F plz.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;oday has to be my worst day ever.I nearly got hit by a car,I had to run all across school today just because I had tons of works to do and I was super careless today. Yeah,I thought I left my file at home; I hit my head hard on the door,I called my mom,wasted my coins on the public phone and I was panicked as hell.Turns out the file was in my bag.My &lt;i&gt;damn&lt;/i&gt; bag.And while I was out for a recess,I left my lunchbox at the school's local store.When I got up to my class,I just remembered about it.But,I forgot where I left it.I ran everywhere,back to where I started and it took me a few minutes until I could figure out where I left it.Oh,and did I mention? I still haven't found my math tuition's module.Argh,I feel like jumping off a cliff.I searched for it for 5 days! WHAT THE &lt;i&gt;HELL&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shortly speaking,today was crap,literally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;And no,it's not because I'm on PMS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;mood :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-__E7vODaIBA/TpSUbBHjf2I/AAAAAAAAA8U/4zQ0wW8-1es/s1600/angry.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-__E7vODaIBA/TpSUbBHjf2I/AAAAAAAAA8U/4zQ0wW8-1es/s1600/angry.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;angry&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;song :&lt;/span&gt; make me wanna die by the pretty reckless&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255737456842330307-7241129307045155128?l=kunishoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/feeds/7241129307045155128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4255737456842330307&amp;postID=7241129307045155128&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/7241129307045155128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/7241129307045155128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/2010/07/capital-f-plz.html' title='capital F plz.'/><author><name>syuhaida / kunima ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10021814810498005368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qOMYvEZTTdo/Tuhz9vEVPoI/AAAAAAAAA-o/4LKRkvy21q0/s220/DSC00246.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-__E7vODaIBA/TpSUbBHjf2I/AAAAAAAAA8U/4zQ0wW8-1es/s72-c/angry.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4255737456842330307.post-7414207545259411544</id><published>2010-06-17T21:45:00.021+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T03:17:24.557+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pissed'/><title type='text'>oh,shut up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;eaders?&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Pft,I don't believe in leaders. Leaders are only existed for being the ones who makes up the decision. But,the decision is not entirely up to them. They have to listen ; to their men, not their hearts.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uNxOP1K3P9E/TpSVXscwsOI/AAAAAAAAA8k/4nTHgGseKDM/s1600/21.gif"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uNxOP1K3P9E/TpSVXscwsOI/AAAAAAAAA8k/4nTHgGseKDM/s1600/21.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I recently got caught up with a leader and he decided to reject our words and accept his own ideas. Well, we &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;screwed the hell&lt;/span&gt; up. We &lt;b&gt;failed&lt;/b&gt;,badly. There were tons of chances and times for us to heal our wound, for us to repair on what was wrong. Still,he insisted. Well all I can say is ; "&lt;i&gt;I freaking told you&lt;/i&gt;." &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KhVciIJUPUg/TpSVfGIujxI/AAAAAAAAA8s/TuMCqkzMk1c/s1600/23.gif" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KhVciIJUPUg/TpSVfGIujxI/AAAAAAAAA8s/TuMCqkzMk1c/s1600/23.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;mood :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5RqZf5FDzKM/TpSU8MENXLI/AAAAAAAAA8c/IDjEGq8lJJ4/s1600/frustrated.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5RqZf5FDzKM/TpSU8MENXLI/AAAAAAAAA8c/IDjEGq8lJJ4/s1600/frustrated.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;frustrated&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;song :&lt;/span&gt; saturday by kids in glass houses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4255737456842330307-7414207545259411544?l=kunishoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/feeds/7414207545259411544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4255737456842330307&amp;postID=7414207545259411544&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/7414207545259411544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4255737456842330307/posts/default/7414207545259411544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunishoe.blogspot.com/2010/06/ohshut-up.html' title='oh,shut up.'/><author><name>syuhaida / kunima ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10021814810498005368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qOMYvEZTTdo/Tuhz9vEVPoI/AAAAAAAAA-o/4LKRkvy21q0/s220/DSC00246.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uNxOP1K3P9E/TpSVXscwsOI/AAAAAAAAA8k/4nTHgGseKDM/s72-c/21.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
