<?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-2805518873311391294</id><updated>2011-10-24T07:17:35.766-07:00</updated><category term='Random'/><category term='Life'/><category term='review'/><category term='Dreams'/><category term='Food'/><title type='text'>Can't Get To The Other World</title><subtitle type='html'>you just cannot forget the happy and sad memories...so engrave it here...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11310070385237621052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ItrYAOdsMQ/TqVy5cI-njI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-WDFNwmbVVY/s220/image_0012.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>56</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2805518873311391294.post-438293842481034807</id><published>2009-04-06T03:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T03:26:17.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>alone.</title><content type='html'>sometimes, it takes a while to recover from something. recover from shock and all that. when you can't recover from giving up, what can you do? I've already given up. I've raised my white flag, defeatedly. I am weak. Nobody understands that. my body is weak, my mind is weak, my spirit is weak. what more can i do? Nobody believes in me anymore. I don't wanna believe anymore. I am so weak. why? I always ask myself why? My dreams all flew away when I realized that I can never turn back time. sometimes i regret what i did, a LOT of things. going to Japan, meeting new people...only to forget. what am i? what do i live for when i can't even muster the strength to live for myself? why do everyone think i'm strong? i am already defeated even by one embarassment. don't expect me to stand up on my own. I am too afraid. I am becoming afraid to trust anyone. who can i trust anymore to listen to my thoughts anymore? no one. because of that, i am slowly disappearing. i have no more thoughts, not even shallow ones. i crushed my dreams because i don't wanna dream anymore. I know it won't be realized. If only i can take my own life, it'd be great...because no one wants me alive anymore. even i don't want to. i rather do nothing. sleep all day long, wondering when it'll be forever. I wanna write but i can't, i wanna sing but my voice sounds so strained with hopelessness. i am hopeless. don't try to help me anymore, i won't listen. it'll only be forgotten. I wanna close my eyes. because i can't find anything to live for. i don't even like myself. my smile can be fake but i can never fake my tears. i've given up my hope for anything, any miracle to happen. how can i trust humans? when they can betray you? ignore you when you needed them the most? people keep on saying i'm wasting my brain away and i know i am. i can barely think now. i can barely talk. i could only mumble, murmur. teachers could betray you too, friends...even family. sometimes i just wish i'm a rock. people wouldn't care about me. i don't care. i don't care. i don't care. just...let me be. don't care for me, i don't need it anymore. don't. don't even look at me. i am hopeless. no matter what you say, no. i would rather be locked up at an asylum. in a way, i am crazy. because i am crazy. leave me alone. if you can cry with me, that's great. when you yourself think your a hopeless case, what more can you hope for? i hope for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2805518873311391294-438293842481034807?l=frogluver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/feeds/438293842481034807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2805518873311391294&amp;postID=438293842481034807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/438293842481034807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/438293842481034807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/2009/04/alone.html' title='alone.'/><author><name>Nisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11310070385237621052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ItrYAOdsMQ/TqVy5cI-njI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-WDFNwmbVVY/s220/image_0012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2805518873311391294.post-6454437778342596912</id><published>2009-02-22T08:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T08:33:42.168-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm tired...</title><content type='html'>I'm tired of everything, i need a long rest. seriously. somebody, help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna quite school. please let me do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2805518873311391294-6454437778342596912?l=frogluver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/feeds/6454437778342596912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2805518873311391294&amp;postID=6454437778342596912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/6454437778342596912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/6454437778342596912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-tired.html' title='I&apos;m tired...'/><author><name>Nisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11310070385237621052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ItrYAOdsMQ/TqVy5cI-njI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-WDFNwmbVVY/s220/image_0012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2805518873311391294.post-6660909009051976187</id><published>2009-02-03T23:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T00:07:19.515-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My band, RoZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d37VzXHoMkc/SYlMgoi0wLI/AAAAAAAAABU/q7VmCehJ94c/s1600-h/Alice31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298850560101105842" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d37VzXHoMkc/SYlMgoi0wLI/AAAAAAAAABU/q7VmCehJ94c/s320/Alice31.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I decided to write on something important to me; the band i left in Japan. We only did three lives, well, the first one we were only known as 'Nisa Band' but i decided to recruit my own line up which consists of Watanabe-kun (Wata Ame "Cotton Candy"), Yoshino-kun (Gintoki), Yuki-chan (Sawata), Ririka-chan (Riri), Hirai-kun (Aitsu lol) and me, Nisa (Rei) and be known as RoZ (Rei &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;0&lt;/span&gt; Zero), a visual kei band. Well, sadly, only me, the vocals do the whole costume act though. Well, anyway, it was fun performing with them since they're all weird.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i would have liked to post picture but sadly i have none.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We perfromed four songs in our entire journey as a band:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) goodbye days (YUI)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) JEWELS (alicenine.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) Kuroge Wagyuu Joshio Tanyaki 680 yen (Otsuka Ai)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) Blue Planet (alicenine.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and since we performed TWO alicenine. songs, lets put their picture up!!! (Finds an excuse to promote the band)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/2805518873311391294-6660909009051976187?l=frogluver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/feeds/6660909009051976187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2805518873311391294&amp;postID=6660909009051976187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/6660909009051976187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/6660909009051976187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-band-roz.html' title='My band, RoZ'/><author><name>Nisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11310070385237621052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ItrYAOdsMQ/TqVy5cI-njI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-WDFNwmbVVY/s220/image_0012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d37VzXHoMkc/SYlMgoi0wLI/AAAAAAAAABU/q7VmCehJ94c/s72-c/Alice31.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2805518873311391294.post-2708298630665477011</id><published>2009-02-03T23:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T23:42:36.325-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Return of Princess Nisah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d37VzXHoMkc/SYlGqNrPVcI/AAAAAAAAABM/MuCYzUBhN5s/s1600-h/alice3sq7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298844127617570242" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d37VzXHoMkc/SYlGqNrPVcI/AAAAAAAAABM/MuCYzUBhN5s/s320/alice3sq7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey there, i am BACK! it's been a long time since i blogged and well, i forgot how to do it. i'll just say that next time, i'll write a longer post, okay? this is just too short so i'll post a random pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is oh so cute....i'm in love. seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2805518873311391294-2708298630665477011?l=frogluver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/feeds/2708298630665477011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2805518873311391294&amp;postID=2708298630665477011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/2708298630665477011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/2708298630665477011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/2009/02/return-of-princess-nisah.html' title='The Return of Princess Nisah'/><author><name>Nisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11310070385237621052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ItrYAOdsMQ/TqVy5cI-njI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-WDFNwmbVVY/s220/image_0012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d37VzXHoMkc/SYlGqNrPVcI/AAAAAAAAABM/MuCYzUBhN5s/s72-c/alice3sq7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2805518873311391294.post-5878881148599923260</id><published>2008-04-08T01:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T01:52:30.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Hey</title><content type='html'>It`s pretty cold here right now. I went to school yesterday. I wore a short skirt but damn, i think i look like Nobuta from Nobuta wo Produce!!! Imagine that! I was walking like her too. Well, everyone is so nice so far but the heavily disciplined teacher did SCREAM during the opening ceremony. I was terrified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you all may see, i don`t update often since i came here. not my fault. yeah. It`s so cold right now and i just finished reading a very interesting book. Angel Cafe. You should read it too. it`s VERY interesting. i like Stephen a LOT. He`s such a jerk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2805518873311391294-5878881148599923260?l=frogluver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/feeds/5878881148599923260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2805518873311391294&amp;postID=5878881148599923260' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/5878881148599923260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/5878881148599923260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/2008/04/hey-hey.html' title='Hey Hey'/><author><name>Nisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11310070385237621052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ItrYAOdsMQ/TqVy5cI-njI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-WDFNwmbVVY/s220/image_0012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2805518873311391294.post-1313936586271758355</id><published>2008-03-13T03:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T03:48:29.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marry me?</title><content type='html'>Aih. You know? Today was crazy and hot as hell. I proposed everyone. It was weird (but fun for me!) and i freaked this one guy very much. Lol. I kept saying things like 'how dare u talk to someone else?! We're getting married tomorrow!' or 'marriage is like a kiss and divorce is like smex'...you get how high i was. It was fun. Really fun and hot. It was hot. Very hot. I tried not to jump and roll around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i was videotaping the school but hell. Everything was gone. Overwritten? Not quite. So on Sat, i'm gonna try again. If it still fails, i'm gonna scream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i'm a clone of Nisah. I am Froggy. My world views marriage as a date. You can marry a max of 10 people, unless you have less or extra fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 more days before Japan...woo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2805518873311391294-1313936586271758355?l=frogluver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/feeds/1313936586271758355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2805518873311391294&amp;postID=1313936586271758355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/1313936586271758355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/1313936586271758355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/2008/03/marry-me.html' title='Marry me?'/><author><name>Nisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11310070385237621052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ItrYAOdsMQ/TqVy5cI-njI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-WDFNwmbVVY/s220/image_0012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2805518873311391294.post-6227426914697445879</id><published>2008-02-19T03:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T03:43:01.468-08:00</updated><title type='text'>naruto vaining session. love it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d37VzXHoMkc/R7rAb4Ho7NI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZNdrJu61SYM/s1600-h/akino+harumi+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d37VzXHoMkc/R7rAb4Ho7NI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZNdrJu61SYM/s320/akino+harumi+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168655107514494162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d37VzXHoMkc/R7rAcIHo7OI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TepqW1xdeXk/s1600-h/guyish+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d37VzXHoMkc/R7rAcIHo7OI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TepqW1xdeXk/s320/guyish+me.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168655111809461474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boredom got the best of me so i took some random pics of me using a naruto headband. yes, NARUTO. I named myself Akino Harumi (lit: Autumn Spring Fruit) and i work for the Akatsuki despite the Konoha headband. Sigh. The one i worked for died so i work with Sai no. Sasori, i know you're out there!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I edited it, duh. I took it before i took a shower coz my hair was cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2805518873311391294-6227426914697445879?l=frogluver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/feeds/6227426914697445879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2805518873311391294&amp;postID=6227426914697445879' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/6227426914697445879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/6227426914697445879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/2008/02/naruto-vaining-session-love-it.html' title='naruto vaining session. love it.'/><author><name>Nisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11310070385237621052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ItrYAOdsMQ/TqVy5cI-njI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-WDFNwmbVVY/s220/image_0012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d37VzXHoMkc/R7rAb4Ho7NI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZNdrJu61SYM/s72-c/akino+harumi+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2805518873311391294.post-4380952236472709758</id><published>2008-01-31T01:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T01:52:39.279-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Together...</title><content type='html'>I teared up watching Together When...'s PV! I can't believe it, uwaah! Anyway, I'm sick today, finally blown the fuse. Still can't believe i got sick though. It's been bothering me for two days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i finally modified my simple blog a bit. Even for just a bit, I've improved it. It's a bit somber and calm now. I changed the title too, 'Can't Get To The Other World' implies how i tried suicide over and over yet i could not die. The continuation to the title would be that '...With My Incomplete Wings'. I can't believe i can be very deep. I'm still planning my stories that i would like to publish one day. I'm still working on 'Incomplete Wings' and its plot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be able to write my fanfics soon but yeah, here goes my results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English and E.Lit: A1s baby!&lt;br /&gt;Art: A2&lt;br /&gt;Malay: B3&lt;br /&gt;Bio: B4&lt;br /&gt;Chem: C5&lt;br /&gt;Phys and Maths: C6&lt;br /&gt;A.Maths: Ungraded...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2805518873311391294-4380952236472709758?l=frogluver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/feeds/4380952236472709758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2805518873311391294&amp;postID=4380952236472709758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/4380952236472709758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/4380952236472709758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/2008/01/together.html' title='Together...'/><author><name>Nisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11310070385237621052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ItrYAOdsMQ/TqVy5cI-njI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-WDFNwmbVVY/s220/image_0012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2805518873311391294.post-2735762599675692678</id><published>2008-01-30T06:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T06:30:40.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Die with incomplete wings?</title><content type='html'>I took the career test thing. Got Artistic, duh. Now, the main problem: dad somehow thinks that it is a sport to make me hate him. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, he told me to reconsider my trip to Japan AGAIN after i gave him a straight answer. Okay, so doesn't that mean whatever i choose is still not MY choice?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I complained to my sis. She agreed that my dad doesn't even want me to go. It's a choice, no, wait - there is NO choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told him i decided to continue my education elsewhere and drop science subjects to concentrate on my artistic side and what? "Think about it, it's YOUR life, YOUR loss" he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad, i love you but i hate you too. But somehow, hate is 80% now. What type of person DOES that?! 'Think bout it, long and hard and do what's right', haha. LIAR. You still want me to think bout it. Okay, i will tell you the answer next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am and i will go to Japan. Sayonara. Bye bye forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2805518873311391294-2735762599675692678?l=frogluver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/feeds/2735762599675692678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2805518873311391294&amp;postID=2735762599675692678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/2735762599675692678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/2735762599675692678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/2008/01/die-with-incomplete-wings_2301.html' title='Die with incomplete wings?'/><author><name>Nisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11310070385237621052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ItrYAOdsMQ/TqVy5cI-njI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-WDFNwmbVVY/s220/image_0012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2805518873311391294.post-562205101878432702</id><published>2008-01-27T21:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T21:28:55.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Should I?</title><content type='html'>Okay, great. I passed my exams, got 8'O's and yeah i'm happy. I made my family proud. I'm happy for myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...but dad, you're depriving me of my happiness AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go to Japan. I wanna go there. Let me, please. I beg you. Don't make me lose it like last year...please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2805518873311391294-562205101878432702?l=frogluver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/feeds/562205101878432702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2805518873311391294&amp;postID=562205101878432702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/562205101878432702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/562205101878432702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/2008/01/should-i.html' title='Should I?'/><author><name>Nisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11310070385237621052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ItrYAOdsMQ/TqVy5cI-njI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-WDFNwmbVVY/s220/image_0012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2805518873311391294.post-7949917999722005570</id><published>2008-01-24T04:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T04:05:16.882-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lacrimosa</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, i finally cut my hair. It's shorter than what i intended though. It's a slash between Haruhi/Maki/Hikki/Ayumi. Sadly i don't look manly. Lol. It's a 'smiling' haircut, where it's better if you smile than frown. It's easier to take care of i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today, CCA, Music Club. There're good times but...quite dominating. I'm in the vocal part of the club of course. Seriously, let us sing Oldies! It's easier and prettier! C'mon, Fly Me to the Moon?! I sang that for audition! And also, Close to You? Moon River? Start with basics first lah! That's for acoustic! I'll convert you people to Oldies, just wait! Hmph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, love your vocals though!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2805518873311391294-7949917999722005570?l=frogluver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/feeds/7949917999722005570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2805518873311391294&amp;postID=7949917999722005570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/7949917999722005570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/7949917999722005570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/2008/01/lacrimosa.html' title='Lacrimosa'/><author><name>Nisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11310070385237621052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ItrYAOdsMQ/TqVy5cI-njI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-WDFNwmbVVY/s220/image_0012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2805518873311391294.post-4664235723753684424</id><published>2008-01-20T01:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T01:10:07.862-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm dead</title><content type='html'>It's true. I cut my hair that symbolizes my life. It's uneven now and my hair is still on the floor. It's something a coward like me does. Wanting to die but unable to kill myself...i do feel empty now. The weight of my hair lessened...it frees me. I used my hair to spell 'DEATH REST'...like using blood to write your suicide note. There's something fulfilling when you severed your hair in front of the mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look like an insane person now. I am insane. I can't smile...how could they still hurt me with words? Am i not immune yet? Eh? There's blood on my stomach...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2805518873311391294-4664235723753684424?l=frogluver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/feeds/4664235723753684424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2805518873311391294&amp;postID=4664235723753684424' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/4664235723753684424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/4664235723753684424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-dead.html' title='I&apos;m dead'/><author><name>Nisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11310070385237621052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ItrYAOdsMQ/TqVy5cI-njI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-WDFNwmbVVY/s220/image_0012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2805518873311391294.post-6564535633041642562</id><published>2008-01-02T05:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T05:09:07.669-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year Gift!</title><content type='html'>Click on the links!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;My cover of Koe (Amano Tsukiko)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VFFQWJ4HJZU"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VFFQWJ4HJZU&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curse of the Fading Tears OST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yousendit.com/transfer.php?action=download&amp;ufid=3732D4E2272DFFA9"&gt;http://www.yousendit.com/transfer.php?action=download&amp;ufid=3732D4E2272DFFA9&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do enjoy it. Happy New Year!! (A bit too belated...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2805518873311391294-6564535633041642562?l=frogluver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/feeds/6564535633041642562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2805518873311391294&amp;postID=6564535633041642562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/6564535633041642562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/6564535633041642562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-year-gift.html' title='New Year Gift!'/><author><name>Nisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11310070385237621052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ItrYAOdsMQ/TqVy5cI-njI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-WDFNwmbVVY/s220/image_0012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2805518873311391294.post-1141065493506444278</id><published>2007-12-18T18:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T18:14:32.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Been a while...</title><content type='html'>I'm a lazy frog. Yeah. Anyway, i've been busy with chores...laundry and the like. However i do enjoy cooking. For myself. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made bread, pasta, pancakes, chicken, dessert...it all added up with extra KGs. I noticed that i'm getting better and better with cooking. Even my cousins think so! I kept pestering them to say the truth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gtg, japanese lesson.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2805518873311391294-1141065493506444278?l=frogluver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/feeds/1141065493506444278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2805518873311391294&amp;postID=1141065493506444278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/1141065493506444278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/1141065493506444278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/2007/12/been-while.html' title='Been a while...'/><author><name>Nisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11310070385237621052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ItrYAOdsMQ/TqVy5cI-njI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-WDFNwmbVVY/s220/image_0012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2805518873311391294.post-9088848018819041188</id><published>2007-12-07T06:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T06:51:14.622-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, this is my bra..</title><content type='html'>Got my Bird Flu shot today. Wrong move to wear that blouse. Had to sorta strip, haha. I need a new bra, really...and a plastic surgery. Come on! I know i'm tall but seriously, do i look older than my sisters?! I should keep on smiling to look young. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hikki-chan, i can't wait for your new single! HEART STATION/Stay Gold sounds like an awesome double A-side! Your star must be shining so bright right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...i just noticed how creepy this book i'm looking at...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...listening to Final Distance doesn't help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if i'd be able to find love. I'm writing bittersweet songs but that doesn't mean that i've experienced love first hand. The crush i had on Ryuu developed into love before turning to extreme hate and then to just wishing for the best...sigh. I think i still like him. Maybe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2805518873311391294-9088848018819041188?l=frogluver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/feeds/9088848018819041188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2805518873311391294&amp;postID=9088848018819041188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/9088848018819041188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/9088848018819041188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/2007/12/yes-this-is-my-bra.html' title='Yes, this is my bra..'/><author><name>Nisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11310070385237621052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ItrYAOdsMQ/TqVy5cI-njI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-WDFNwmbVVY/s220/image_0012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2805518873311391294.post-4496794574119773266</id><published>2007-11-30T03:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T03:13:14.418-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I will not...</title><content type='html'>...forgive those who make me cry more than once. That includes you, dad. And mum. And brat. And auntie. And myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i just really a puppet or trash?! Just because i'm a lazy ass doesn't make me less of a human! I don't live just for the sake of living! I'm already dead because of you people! You want an empty shell like ME change?! Why can't you accept me for who i am? I know i don't deserve to be in MS, you guys don't have to slap me with that every time we disagree! Why can't i stand on what i think is right?! If we are not allowed to make our own choices than we ARE puppets. I'm human, i can cry, i can get sick, i can lose blood, i can DIE! If you so don't want me to tarnish the family name then just get rid of me! Just burn down my room, my not so much clothes, my books, my cds, Hotaru and everything! Just kill me in my sleep! Just let me BE! You people don't want me to be myself, you guys can't force me to do what i don't want to do! I've showed no interest in studying since i was small! Can you guys not learn from the past?! I'm only human! Only human! I can't be someone i'm not! I'm not an actress, this is life! Let me live it! Wth do you guys want me to do? Kill you people?! I WILL! I WILL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You people are always one sided! You guys never see past me! It's ME to blame! It's ME to torture! It's ME to lecture! Gang up on me! You people abuse me! Asking me to become the amah of the house while the amah herself ask me to do the job too! Every time IT'S ME, ME AND OH YEAH, ME! Wth is wrong with me?! Huh?! Do you think you people are perfect?! I'm just a 16 year old girl without dreams anymore! SHUT UP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2805518873311391294-4496794574119773266?l=frogluver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/feeds/4496794574119773266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2805518873311391294&amp;postID=4496794574119773266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/4496794574119773266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/4496794574119773266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-will-not.html' title='I will not...'/><author><name>Nisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11310070385237621052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ItrYAOdsMQ/TqVy5cI-njI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-WDFNwmbVVY/s220/image_0012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2805518873311391294.post-5917952952007177610</id><published>2007-11-27T03:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T03:07:00.605-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Makeovers..</title><content type='html'>This blog and moi needs a makeover! I love my bangs but gawd, my thick hair is HARD to take care of! It's like waterproof and when you try to force your fingers through it, you go on screaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what i basically do when i take a shower (before and after too):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, i play loud music, J-rock preferably (fave: JEWELS by alice nine.). And then, i daydream or surf like what i'm doing now. After that, i get naked. Haha. Wrap myself with a towel and complain how fat i am. Sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the bathroom, i read books or fics. Done with that, i exit the place and remove my specs. In i go again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check how hot the water is. Acceptable temperature. Shower. Sing. Talk to myself. Imagine someone's watching from the windows. Shrug. Wash up. Think of random lyrics. Got a good one, leave bathroom to record with mobile. Get back inside. Continue singing opera. Think of stories. Haha. Yes, dear fanfic readers, all those fics were born in the toilet. I'm so proud. Done with that, exit and stop putting JEWELS on repeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still wearing towel, i relax on my bed and write lyrics and daydream. When i sneeze, it's time to brush my teeth. Get dressed and daydream more. Sometimes people just knock at my door while i'm still in the state of undress. I don't like being naked but i technically wasn't so hey. After that i look at myself in the mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done with that, all my dirty clothes go for laundry. Then i go hang out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should change my showering habits. Maybe today i'll listen to 'Fukai no Yami'...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2805518873311391294-5917952952007177610?l=frogluver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/feeds/5917952952007177610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2805518873311391294&amp;postID=5917952952007177610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/5917952952007177610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/5917952952007177610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/2007/11/makeovers.html' title='Makeovers..'/><author><name>Nisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11310070385237621052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ItrYAOdsMQ/TqVy5cI-njI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-WDFNwmbVVY/s220/image_0012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2805518873311391294.post-2063640715593520154</id><published>2007-11-25T18:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T19:01:24.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So darn tired..</title><content type='html'>I have no more school. However, i had to wake up early today and visit a lot of places. Right now, i'm at the Embassy of Philippines. After this, we're going to the Japanese Embassy and then to my school. Everything for the purpose of dropping in some documents. Papers! My legs are giving in. I just wanna sleep. I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the worst thing is, the video i uploaded wasn't uploaded! F**k!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2805518873311391294-2063640715593520154?l=frogluver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/feeds/2063640715593520154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2805518873311391294&amp;postID=2063640715593520154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/2063640715593520154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/2063640715593520154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/2007/11/so-darn-tired.html' title='So darn tired..'/><author><name>Nisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11310070385237621052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ItrYAOdsMQ/TqVy5cI-njI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-WDFNwmbVVY/s220/image_0012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2805518873311391294.post-532988545690796350</id><published>2007-11-22T19:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T19:19:34.372-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, my dear grandfather passed away. I am sad but somehow, you can say it is a relief to know he is not in pain anymore. I think the saddest thing for me was to watch my father cry. My father lost his father. It's a sad thing to watch a lot of people cry. Since i'm such a sensitive girl, i cried a LOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we (not actually me) bathed him, i read prayers and kissed his forehead (although i don't think it was done very nicely due to me crying) and made sure no tear fell. And then, they took him away to be buried close to a mosque.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, grandpa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And btw, i found it rude that some people laughed at me crying last night. It was rude. And cruel. How could they?! That's inhumane. I wish they'd just...disappear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember, on the way to see him yesterday, i was walking next to my father. When he called my brother and choked when he said that my grandpa passed away, i grabbed his thumb and held it tight. It was sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2805518873311391294-532988545690796350?l=frogluver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/feeds/532988545690796350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2805518873311391294&amp;postID=532988545690796350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/532988545690796350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/532988545690796350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/2007/11/goodbye.html' title='Goodbye'/><author><name>Nisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11310070385237621052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ItrYAOdsMQ/TqVy5cI-njI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-WDFNwmbVVY/s220/image_0012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2805518873311391294.post-8783412789010114285</id><published>2007-11-20T17:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T17:58:42.348-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Again</title><content type='html'>I will never sing solo again after what happened yesterday! Well...it was just an overnight's notice so that might be the reason BUT! I'm so embarassed. So, so embarassed. I forgot one friggin line. I sucked during the chorus and i have the video. Go figure. Well, it's still brave of me though. Haha. Beautiful World is hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yesterday was uber fun other than my huge embarassment. The Ambassador of Japan is really friendly and so are the staffmembers. Me and Maj sat at the table with our school principal, the ambassador, Nitta-sensei, a very kind and beautiful lady (gomen, we didn't catch your name!), Ogihara-san and a three Lvl 1s. We talked about my future trip (which is on the 19th of March, a day before my birthday!) and what my problems were. We had sushi and sorts. Sushi. SUSHI! Kyah! It was delish. Hope i can eat it more next time. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japanese people ARE friendly and funny. Did i mention how beautifully Japanese the place was? Kyaah! It's even on top of a hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was really enjoyable. I can't wait to go to Japan now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2805518873311391294-8783412789010114285?l=frogluver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/feeds/8783412789010114285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2805518873311391294&amp;postID=8783412789010114285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/8783412789010114285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/8783412789010114285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/2007/11/never-again.html' title='Never Again'/><author><name>Nisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11310070385237621052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ItrYAOdsMQ/TqVy5cI-njI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-WDFNwmbVVY/s220/image_0012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2805518873311391294.post-833905917153091815</id><published>2007-11-19T07:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T07:11:27.452-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blood? Throat?</title><content type='html'>Argh! I can't do this anymore! I just can't! My throat hurts like hell! I need back up! Back up! Or i might lose my voice. I'm afraid it'll bleed like before! I have to control my voice projection or i'll die. Beautiful World is not easy. The karaoke needs the back up layers like what Hikki did in Mste! No! I have to sing this song as a challenge! Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overnight practice only. If i can do this, then i'm ready. Ready for anything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i should sing Houki Boshi. Or Renai Shashin. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lots of work to finish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2805518873311391294-833905917153091815?l=frogluver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/feeds/833905917153091815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2805518873311391294&amp;postID=833905917153091815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/833905917153091815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/833905917153091815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/2007/11/blood-throat.html' title='Blood? Throat?'/><author><name>Nisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11310070385237621052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ItrYAOdsMQ/TqVy5cI-njI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-WDFNwmbVVY/s220/image_0012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2805518873311391294.post-4854980655666968117</id><published>2007-11-08T03:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T04:05:42.457-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disaster and A Fallen Chicken</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, i did a pretty bad dessert. it was abysmal to say the least. Abysmal like hell. Then, the electricity went out. Kaput. Okay, so the dessert died because it did set...not that it needed to though. it was lumpy and porridge-y and it was a result of putting everything in. It was BAD but edible still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, i made something far from BAD or tasteless today. I don't know what to call it but let's say it's 'Herbs and Tomato Chicken Breasts'...nice. Or just 'Nurul's Chicks'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the recipe:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Herbs and Tomato Chicken Breasts'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chicken breast&lt;br /&gt;1/2 tbsp of salt (on each side of the breasts)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 tbsp of oregano&lt;br /&gt;A pinch of thyme&lt;br /&gt;A pinch of dried rosemary leaves&lt;br /&gt;A pinch of black pepper&lt;br /&gt;Butter&lt;br /&gt;Olive Oil&lt;br /&gt;Four cherry tomatoes (halved)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place the breasts on a suitable piece of tin foil. Rub the salt onto each side. Sprinkle some black pepper, oregano, thyme and rosemary on it. Then, place the tomatoes on strategically so it can be absorbed. Place small pieces of butter on top (around two) and 'bag' it. Leave an opening on the top and put around two tablespoons of olive oil and fold it tightly so that the oil won't escape like what i did...lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put it on a (baking) tray and cook it into a preheated oven at about 200 degrees for around...10-15 minutes....? I'm not sure. Lol. Just followed my instincts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, if you did everything right, it'll smell like mushrooms and beefsteak. Make sure you use the oil too because it's healthy (if it's olive oil).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post the picture next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you liked it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2805518873311391294-4854980655666968117?l=frogluver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/feeds/4854980655666968117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2805518873311391294&amp;postID=4854980655666968117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/4854980655666968117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/4854980655666968117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/2007/11/disaster-and-fallen-chicken.html' title='Disaster and A Fallen Chicken'/><author><name>Nisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11310070385237621052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ItrYAOdsMQ/TqVy5cI-njI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-WDFNwmbVVY/s220/image_0012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2805518873311391294.post-2727589111140600553</id><published>2007-11-05T06:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T06:42:14.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Klutz</title><content type='html'>Yes. That's what i am. A klutz. I hate exams to such a hellish level. I'm too much of a klutz to take exams. Even with brains...i can't do so well. Limitations, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna go through them anymore...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2805518873311391294-2727589111140600553?l=frogluver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/feeds/2727589111140600553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2805518873311391294&amp;postID=2727589111140600553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/2727589111140600553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/2727589111140600553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/2007/11/klutz.html' title='Klutz'/><author><name>Nisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11310070385237621052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ItrYAOdsMQ/TqVy5cI-njI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-WDFNwmbVVY/s220/image_0012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2805518873311391294.post-2966292202402171810</id><published>2007-11-01T02:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T02:55:54.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Malay papers 1 &amp; 2</title><content type='html'>It was okay, actually it was 'better than i expected'. I was smiling when i looked at it, even though i didn't prepare for it much. It was easier than the June paper that we tried. Hopefully, what i did was sufficient enough to pass (amin~). I want an A for Malay although i did wth for my orals...haha. Dad patted my head when i said i did okay for the papers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2805518873311391294-2966292202402171810?l=frogluver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/feeds/2966292202402171810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2805518873311391294&amp;postID=2966292202402171810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/2966292202402171810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/2966292202402171810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/2007/11/malay-papers-1-2.html' title='Malay papers 1 &amp; 2'/><author><name>Nisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11310070385237621052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ItrYAOdsMQ/TqVy5cI-njI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-WDFNwmbVVY/s220/image_0012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2805518873311391294.post-4653105664956650987</id><published>2007-10-30T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T19:22:14.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How could I be so!</title><content type='html'>How could i forget my geometrical set on a Maths exam?! How could i?! I'm so careless! So so careless! Seriously, if i pass my maths (Ya Allah, tolonglah hamba!), i WILL fast for 3 days berturut2! Tolonglah! I'm so desperate to pass! I NEED to so my dad will stop smoking! Argh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2805518873311391294-4653105664956650987?l=frogluver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/feeds/4653105664956650987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2805518873311391294&amp;postID=4653105664956650987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/4653105664956650987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/4653105664956650987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/2007/10/how-could-i-be-so.html' title='How could I be so!'/><author><name>Nisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11310070385237621052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ItrYAOdsMQ/TqVy5cI-njI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-WDFNwmbVVY/s220/image_0012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2805518873311391294.post-8452263056861744064</id><published>2007-10-28T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T08:23:36.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Phew!</title><content type='html'>Wow. I nearly forgot my chem practicals entirely. In my head it's only 'maths D and then malay, you can rest'. Thank god for andy-san and suraya-san for chatting with me. Seriously. I dunno what to do if i were to miss that! Ugh, my eye. It looks like this now =...o. And if i were to be wide-eyed =...O. No difference. How cool. Haha. Dang it, i gotta sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2805518873311391294-8452263056861744064?l=frogluver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/feeds/8452263056861744064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2805518873311391294&amp;postID=8452263056861744064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/8452263056861744064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/8452263056861744064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/2007/10/phew.html' title='Phew!'/><author><name>Nisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11310070385237621052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ItrYAOdsMQ/TqVy5cI-njI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-WDFNwmbVVY/s220/image_0012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2805518873311391294.post-4079273876874146137</id><published>2007-10-26T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T18:12:11.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What I will miss doing...</title><content type='html'>If i think about it, i'm gonna miss a lot of things! Foremost, it'll be the ability to use the internet every morning with my mobile. Secondly, writing my fanfics...oh my, what about that damn long fic, Curse? Argh! Thirdly, my messy haven, my room. Fourth, my helluva lot of CDs! Loud songs booming and also singing in the bathroom! Fifth, my books...my bed...my Hotaru! Kyaah! That's a LOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second thoughts? NO! NO! NO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2805518873311391294-4079273876874146137?l=frogluver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/feeds/4079273876874146137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2805518873311391294&amp;postID=4079273876874146137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/4079273876874146137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/4079273876874146137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/2007/10/what-i-will-miss-doing.html' title='What I will miss doing...'/><author><name>Nisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11310070385237621052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ItrYAOdsMQ/TqVy5cI-njI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-WDFNwmbVVY/s220/image_0012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2805518873311391294.post-4509275293051582189</id><published>2007-10-26T03:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T03:26:56.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Lady Macbeth, Blanche and Alice</title><content type='html'>E.lit today, i dunno if i did okay but it was okay. Okay is the only comment i'll give. I also did my art sketch for tomorrow..which is a bit morbid to say the least. Neko advised me to change it although she liked it. I think teacher wouldn't be too keen with it but i am answering the question 'breakdown'. It could mean about buildings, mentally or even fats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll see how it goes. It's my best work to date though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to Excapade after this, to celebrate me parents' anniversary!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2805518873311391294-4509275293051582189?l=frogluver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/feeds/4509275293051582189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2805518873311391294&amp;postID=4509275293051582189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/4509275293051582189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/4509275293051582189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-am-lady-macbeth-blanche-and-alice.html' title='I am Lady Macbeth, Blanche and Alice'/><author><name>Nisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11310070385237621052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ItrYAOdsMQ/TqVy5cI-njI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-WDFNwmbVVY/s220/image_0012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2805518873311391294.post-2010337475708266534</id><published>2007-10-25T03:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T03:36:59.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Japan? A dream? Not anymore...i think!</title><content type='html'>I'm not sure how, but today, all 3 of us candidates (moi, Andy and Ayai (?)) are going to the land where the sun...something! I was so surprised! My mouth went like (oOo) 'uso! Wth! I'm going?!' woow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go around march, during my birthday month...hm. Anyway, i've been told to not expect buying a LOT of things. I may only buy CDs. Haha. Baggage allowed is like 20-25 KG? Haha. And allowance...5000 yen a month. Not much, sorry. But i'm not a big spender!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met a lot of nice people! Andy recognised me as 'the girl who sang during speech thing'! He was a candidate too! Ahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so psyched but...i won't get much internet time anymore. Uh oh. I hope i get Tokyo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kk, i'm gonna take a shower and study!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2805518873311391294-2010337475708266534?l=frogluver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/feeds/2010337475708266534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2805518873311391294&amp;postID=2010337475708266534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/2010337475708266534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/2010337475708266534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/2007/10/japan-dream-not-anymorei-think.html' title='Japan? A dream? Not anymore...i think!'/><author><name>Nisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11310070385237621052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ItrYAOdsMQ/TqVy5cI-njI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-WDFNwmbVVY/s220/image_0012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2805518873311391294.post-3230722960261672213</id><published>2007-10-24T07:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T07:21:29.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooking much?</title><content type='html'>Yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cooked some fish fillets yesterday. First time i touched a fish...meat. Was gooey. Had to defrost it. Took time so i prepared the lovely egg thin. Added oregano, salt, pepper and fish sauce. Didn't do much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, i chopped the fillet. I didn't chop CHOP it. It's more like sawing it. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, i covered it with egg and bread crumbs. Had no flour sadly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that cooked yet? Gooey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done. I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glomp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mazui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, saved it for tomorrow/today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melted it with cheese on top and then serve with spaghetti sauce and the noodles! Yum. Bon appetit (?)!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2805518873311391294-3230722960261672213?l=frogluver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/feeds/3230722960261672213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2805518873311391294&amp;postID=3230722960261672213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/3230722960261672213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/3230722960261672213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/2007/10/cooking-much.html' title='Cooking much?'/><author><name>Nisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11310070385237621052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ItrYAOdsMQ/TqVy5cI-njI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-WDFNwmbVVY/s220/image_0012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2805518873311391294.post-1353958951028244648</id><published>2007-10-24T07:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T07:01:56.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspire</title><content type='html'>Haha, title taken from Ayu's song. I think. Anyway, i ate a LOT today and i'm not surprised if i gained more weight! Haha. I regretted eating that fried fish and pray with me that what i thought i ate was it's gut and not other than that. Eww much. Eww. Eww. I wanna puke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna have my Phys practical and my JENESYS interview tomorrow. I just hope both goes well. I really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to study. I'll just go for it. I'll study for E.lit tomorrow. Hm. I need to sketch my art too or i'm dead on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodluck me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2805518873311391294-1353958951028244648?l=frogluver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/feeds/1353958951028244648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2805518873311391294&amp;postID=1353958951028244648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/1353958951028244648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/1353958951028244648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/2007/10/inspire.html' title='Inspire'/><author><name>Nisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11310070385237621052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ItrYAOdsMQ/TqVy5cI-njI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-WDFNwmbVVY/s220/image_0012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2805518873311391294.post-3554612255969593336</id><published>2007-10-22T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T23:07:09.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fallen</title><content type='html'>Dramatic title. I'm talking random today. I had art exam today but unlike other students, i only had like less than 2 hrs to do mine which makes me a hero...ine. Okay. I had the last of medical check ups today, i think it went okay. I WAS surprised to know that my blood was 'B+' and not 'O' like everyone believed it to be. I also found that my chest x-ray was funny, something looked wrong. My boobs were still small though lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about Bio practical...it was okay but wasn't so great. I could've done better, believe me. I was lost but i studied! It was easy but confusing! I didn't wanna make a mistake but i did in the end. It'll be a bit..low i guess. I'll work hard on the other papers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE 'poo n pee'. That's the thing where you're asked to deposit your droppings for lab testing...i love the blood test though. I also found out that i have NO antibodies whatsoever. Surprising truth to why i always get sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furuba always make me cry like hell. Cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2805518873311391294-3554612255969593336?l=frogluver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/feeds/3554612255969593336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2805518873311391294&amp;postID=3554612255969593336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/3554612255969593336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/3554612255969593336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/2007/10/fallen.html' title='Fallen'/><author><name>Nisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11310070385237621052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ItrYAOdsMQ/TqVy5cI-njI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-WDFNwmbVVY/s220/image_0012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2805518873311391294.post-1006998577138910255</id><published>2007-09-26T09:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T09:01:44.647-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>the girl who does not know why things happen</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time, there was a girl who did not like to smile and winces when she does. Amongst her three sisters, she was the odd one out. She faced an emotional breakdown at the early age of 7 and her parents did not know why. She used all means to have friends. Her family were not friends no matter how close they were. She knew she was such a spoiled emotional little girl, that was why she wanted to change. When she faced drastic changes of being accepted to a well-known school. A shell confined her for years. Her illness from her young age did not change. She still goes home regularly and misses school until her parents got sick of it. No one knows what her sickness was and it became worse. Some say it was all in her head. Some say she was just weird and will die soon. She smiles more and tells what she feels openly. She changed to everyone's dismay. She reverted back to her old self. No one knows what she really is. Some say her brain was possessed since she was born. She did not feel like she belonged anywhere in this world. Suicide attempts all failed just because she is afraid of cutting and stabbing herself. Over the course of her life, she observes her family to prove that she was part of them. She saw them as either genuinely nice or actually hypocrites. Associations, kissing asses, snapping at anyone...hypocrites. People think we are good people..we are not. Hypocrites. That's what defines my family now. Will continue to rant tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2805518873311391294-1006998577138910255?l=frogluver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/feeds/1006998577138910255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2805518873311391294&amp;postID=1006998577138910255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/1006998577138910255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/1006998577138910255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/2007/09/girl-who-does-not-know-why-things.html' title='the girl who does not know why things happen'/><author><name>Nisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11310070385237621052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ItrYAOdsMQ/TqVy5cI-njI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-WDFNwmbVVY/s220/image_0012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2805518873311391294.post-9131666999450293795</id><published>2007-09-22T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T06:22:16.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today...</title><content type='html'>Okay, today was okay. I think it was fine. Physics teacher was quite approachable of late, English was fine, E.lit was...oh, we have an essay to finish. Chem was...i'm still slow. Maths was...boring. Chem again and i was itching to go to art and finish my print. It's nearly done but i was stressed. The red clashed with the purple!!!! GAHHH! THAT, i'm stressed out. I'm worried bout my orals on Monday since Maj said they did not  care much. It's really sad to know that, sorry Maj!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......I don't know what more to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a random lyrics i made today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't hurt myself&lt;br /&gt;I don't hurt myself&lt;br /&gt;I don't hurt myself&lt;br /&gt;I'm just living life&lt;br /&gt;Watching through blood red eyes&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to hurt you&lt;br /&gt;So take this knife away&lt;br /&gt;before i stab you&lt;br /&gt;I want to stab you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owari&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2805518873311391294-9131666999450293795?l=frogluver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/feeds/9131666999450293795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2805518873311391294&amp;postID=9131666999450293795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/9131666999450293795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/9131666999450293795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/2007/09/today.html' title='Today...'/><author><name>Nisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11310070385237621052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ItrYAOdsMQ/TqVy5cI-njI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-WDFNwmbVVY/s220/image_0012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2805518873311391294.post-3254247802484184298</id><published>2007-09-21T07:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T07:10:17.475-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Something I Just...</title><content type='html'>I've been thinking about some things and did a list of people who matter a lot to me..or just matter matter. First off are my parents and family, of course. Well, who doesn't care about their family? I may be the least perfect daughter and sister, but i do care and wish only what's best for the family. I've observed that whenever a bad matter is thrown at us, i'm usually the one who breaks down into tears..or i'm just the problem. I hate this year but no attempt on suicide..yet. I guess it doesn't work on my family. Now, enter my friends..whom i love very much bcoz we go through similar things, i guess, amongst them all, my problem is less serious but i live in my own little world..which is a drama. You can say i'm dissatisfied with life..but i'm coping. This year is another year of..illness. I did not expect to be admitted to hospitals TWICE. When i was in RIPAS, it was one of the loneliest times ever. When i was in JPMC, my sis and maid stayed with me. In RIPAS, i got no one to talk to..other than chatting. I'm blessed, too blessed. Reality slapped me hard this year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2805518873311391294-3254247802484184298?l=frogluver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/feeds/3254247802484184298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2805518873311391294&amp;postID=3254247802484184298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/3254247802484184298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/3254247802484184298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/2007/09/something-i-just.html' title='Something I Just...'/><author><name>Nisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11310070385237621052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ItrYAOdsMQ/TqVy5cI-njI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-WDFNwmbVVY/s220/image_0012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2805518873311391294.post-6366857172867421007</id><published>2007-09-19T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T07:18:49.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is that me I see?</title><content type='html'>...gah. I'm getting fatter. Help. I'm doing some exercise that's just flattening my stomach but doesn't work, i guess. I'll try running tomorrow, before breaking my fast. Just use the treadmill (?) and watch some channels about losing weight. A healthy body means a healthy brain..i think. I need to lose weight before exams...=~=" can i manage that? I hope so. I'm too tired..to do my work. Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2805518873311391294-6366857172867421007?l=frogluver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/feeds/6366857172867421007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2805518873311391294&amp;postID=6366857172867421007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/6366857172867421007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/6366857172867421007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/2007/09/is-that-me-i-see.html' title='Is that me I see?'/><author><name>Nisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11310070385237621052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ItrYAOdsMQ/TqVy5cI-njI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-WDFNwmbVVY/s220/image_0012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2805518873311391294.post-6439898390942812825</id><published>2007-09-18T04:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T04:19:50.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Studying...</title><content type='html'>I studied Bio today because i didn't go to school. Was fun. I guess i should have a study plan. Will do that soon. My aim is to study my sciences first, practice and NOT read maths and a.maths, read some lit books, read malay books, practice english, draw for art..and that's about it. I'm doing art most of the time..lol. Read bio the most, think positive things. That's all. Haven't been able to study a.maths though, other than READING it. ...why can't maths just be like..remembering things..? Hmph.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2805518873311391294-6439898390942812825?l=frogluver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/feeds/6439898390942812825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2805518873311391294&amp;postID=6439898390942812825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/6439898390942812825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/6439898390942812825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/2007/09/studying.html' title='Studying...'/><author><name>Nisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11310070385237621052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ItrYAOdsMQ/TqVy5cI-njI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-WDFNwmbVVY/s220/image_0012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2805518873311391294.post-6214737451699053738</id><published>2007-09-17T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T13:48:49.454-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>=w=*</title><content type='html'>I'm bored. Maj, i don't think the latest chapter or the 2nd chap was told from Kyo's POV..I'll tell u tomorrow lah. And Hikari Mibu-chyan, i know you're not a basher, i too cause pain to even the chars i like but i'm no basher xDDDDD! Like Akira, for example, i don't hate him but i made him go through hell in LP and other fanfics...i dunno why. It's unlikely you will read this but wth. I'm bored. Peach. Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2805518873311391294-6214737451699053738?l=frogluver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/feeds/6214737451699053738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2805518873311391294&amp;postID=6214737451699053738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/6214737451699053738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/6214737451699053738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/2007/09/w.html' title='=w=*'/><author><name>Nisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11310070385237621052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ItrYAOdsMQ/TqVy5cI-njI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-WDFNwmbVVY/s220/image_0012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2805518873311391294.post-8790622639365141212</id><published>2007-09-17T04:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T04:15:36.181-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dreams'/><title type='text'>In love with...</title><content type='html'>My dreams are getting real..days pass by and i feel more intoxicated by fantasy...i can't think straight anymore. 'Jump down your school rooftop..', it says. My brain feels empty as i try to paste bits and pieces of my memories..to no avail. I can't differentiate between reality and fantasy anymore. My brain is freezing...help. Help me. I wanna meet both of the men i've met in my dreams..they felt real to me. They are. I wanna see them both.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2805518873311391294-8790622639365141212?l=frogluver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/feeds/8790622639365141212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2805518873311391294&amp;postID=8790622639365141212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/8790622639365141212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/8790622639365141212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/2007/09/in-love-with.html' title='In love with...'/><author><name>Nisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11310070385237621052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ItrYAOdsMQ/TqVy5cI-njI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-WDFNwmbVVY/s220/image_0012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2805518873311391294.post-5824568969379798124</id><published>2007-09-16T05:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T05:07:38.587-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Fasting = Chef-ing = KGs</title><content type='html'>I haven't started fasting due to restrictions (periods, since the first day, woohoo) and i've been snacking a lot =&gt; stress = weight. Gasp. Anyway, i'll lose it soon, i hope. On Friday, i made some delicious triple choc cupcakes! Still have some in the fridge..but i must resist it. I ate nearly 20. Anyway, today i made lasagna, wasn't that perfect but it was a first and it's WAY tasty than pizza hut's! Tasty. I wanna give maj some but it's fasting month..lol. My homework is not done but i'll try and finish it! Lovely day eh? I think i gained 1 KG today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2805518873311391294-5824568969379798124?l=frogluver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/feeds/5824568969379798124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2805518873311391294&amp;postID=5824568969379798124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/5824568969379798124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/5824568969379798124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/2007/09/fasting-chef-ing-kgs.html' title='Fasting = Chef-ing = KGs'/><author><name>Nisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11310070385237621052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ItrYAOdsMQ/TqVy5cI-njI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-WDFNwmbVVY/s220/image_0012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2805518873311391294.post-9145003034563489146</id><published>2007-05-30T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T20:24:12.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving Lie</title><content type='html'>Been a loooooooooooong time since i posted anything? Yep. Well, um, well, I dunno. Well, yesterday, Neko bit my shoulder, arm actually. Again. It hurts SOOOOOOOOOOOOO badly. I hate it. It hurts. ARGH!!!!!! It hurts. Meh....i dunno what to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, there's no water at home. I woke up from bad dreams for a while now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit, I'm stumped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So short!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2805518873311391294-9145003034563489146?l=frogluver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/feeds/9145003034563489146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2805518873311391294&amp;postID=9145003034563489146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/9145003034563489146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/9145003034563489146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/2007/05/loving-lie.html' title='Loving Lie'/><author><name>Nisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11310070385237621052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ItrYAOdsMQ/TqVy5cI-njI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-WDFNwmbVVY/s220/image_0012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2805518873311391294.post-6653477914855025998</id><published>2007-04-10T00:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T01:04:14.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>randomness...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;So...i made a blog for Yu...yeah, so? So...so...i dunno. I don't feel like blogging today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Let's just talk about what happened on Saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The only thing that'll come to my mind is...Neko. She BIT my ARM during art. It hurt, i screamed. Well, it's kinda my fault for singing the GAY song:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm gay, we're all gay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;We're all gay, you're all gay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;horay, horay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;what're ya gonna say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I know you're gay too inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;C'mon, come out of the closet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Don't be shy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;We all have something to hide....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;LOOOOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I made that up. And btw, just because i wrote that doesn't mean i'm gay, okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm a bi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;LOOOOOOOOOOOOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I AM NOT COMING OUT OF THE CLOSET, i'm just hyper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;So, so, so hyper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;.....................bite me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Crap, i'm too hyper to write anything meaningful here. Well, i'm all alone at my bro's house so...freaky.&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/2805518873311391294-6653477914855025998?l=frogluver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/feeds/6653477914855025998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2805518873311391294&amp;postID=6653477914855025998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/6653477914855025998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/6653477914855025998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/2007/04/randomness.html' title='randomness...'/><author><name>Nisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11310070385237621052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ItrYAOdsMQ/TqVy5cI-njI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-WDFNwmbVVY/s220/image_0012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2805518873311391294.post-6575956363221738198</id><published>2007-03-28T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T06:53:35.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tagged? maybe.</title><content type='html'>Okay, unless Sir Bio calls someone else Froggy, it's gonna be me then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six WEIRD things? I dunno but here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No 1: I think old men are hot...you know, not those old still young ones but OLD old. It's just plain weird and i think i'm a freak for doing so but what the hell, they're cuter than some boys i've met. White haired men are hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No 2: I close all doors that are open whenever i pass one of them, especially my big sister's coz she never closes her door tightly. I won't feel at ease when i see open doors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No 3: I buy CDs even if i can easily download them. Well, most of them that is. I find it weird. I'm kinda possesive too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No 4: I am far into the future. I think of working, getting married, having children almost every day. I also think of death all the time. I also am a sixth-sensed person, just a bit, just slight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No 5: I can't live without writing at least something a day (writing as in lyrics or stories).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No 6: I think I was a frog in my past life. The Queen of Frogs who's afraid of real frogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2805518873311391294-6575956363221738198?l=frogluver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/feeds/6575956363221738198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2805518873311391294&amp;postID=6575956363221738198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/6575956363221738198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/6575956363221738198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/2007/03/tagged-maybe.html' title='tagged? maybe.'/><author><name>Nisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11310070385237621052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ItrYAOdsMQ/TqVy5cI-njI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-WDFNwmbVVY/s220/image_0012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2805518873311391294.post-8166329686947300740</id><published>2007-02-18T23:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T23:58:29.085-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Touched</title><content type='html'>Just bored so...here you go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opening my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I noticed i've been hiding&lt;br /&gt;All of my life&lt;br /&gt;All the sweetness, so appealing&lt;br /&gt;It's okay, really&lt;br /&gt;When no one knows who you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and your hands&lt;br /&gt;The way you touched me&lt;br /&gt;It touched me&lt;br /&gt;It touched me&lt;br /&gt;It's so real&lt;br /&gt;The way you see me is so not real&lt;br /&gt;Only I know who you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back&lt;br /&gt;The past seemed so faraway&lt;br /&gt;Just holding my hands&lt;br /&gt;It felt like a dream&lt;br /&gt;But nothing matters&lt;br /&gt;As long as i know&lt;br /&gt;That dreams can be real&lt;br /&gt;And you can be by my side...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and your hands&lt;br /&gt;The way you touched me&lt;br /&gt;It touched me&lt;br /&gt;It touched me&lt;br /&gt;It's so real&lt;br /&gt;The way you see me is so not real&lt;br /&gt;Only I know who you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only regret i have&lt;br /&gt;Is to not be by your side&lt;br /&gt;On the day you died&lt;br /&gt;I kinda felt that this is so wrong&lt;br /&gt;So not right...&lt;br /&gt;Whatever i feel, i feel now&lt;br /&gt;Is just a second away&lt;br /&gt;From your dream...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know...&lt;br /&gt;I'm touched, I'm touched&lt;br /&gt;I think I've fallen in love...&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know...&lt;br /&gt;I'm touched, I'm touched&lt;br /&gt;With my hands...&lt;br /&gt;I'll guide you through your ordeal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and your hands&lt;br /&gt;The way you touched me&lt;br /&gt;It touched me&lt;br /&gt;It touched me&lt;br /&gt;It's so real&lt;br /&gt;The way you see me is so not real&lt;br /&gt;Only I know who you are&lt;br /&gt;That's why you can leave&lt;br /&gt;Without regret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOOT! Whatever I write here is none of my business! AND dammit! I can't sing and walk right with my waist in pain....ARGH. My fever's back too...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2805518873311391294-8166329686947300740?l=frogluver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/feeds/8166329686947300740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2805518873311391294&amp;postID=8166329686947300740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/8166329686947300740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/8166329686947300740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/2007/02/touched.html' title='Touched'/><author><name>Nisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11310070385237621052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ItrYAOdsMQ/TqVy5cI-njI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-WDFNwmbVVY/s220/image_0012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2805518873311391294.post-985144490218297351</id><published>2007-02-18T21:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T21:28:34.638-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm ALIVE! For reviewers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Here's the second bonus because i love you all and i'm still alive! It's not much but there're more bonus for Curse in it. Like three. Not much, yeah? I recorded the three Curses (LOOOL) during my sickly times but before i got admitted. It's not clear and dammit, i recorded it when i was crying like hell on Thursday....so yeah. I even took a pic of Mariya (or not...) with bloody eyes (or not...) but that'll be next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Here you go then:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;http://download.yousendit.com/80CA48A12C269133&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;THe same rule applies here but anyone who didn't review can download it but make sure there's still soem left for my reviewers!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Content:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;-Maiden of Tears Song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;-Curse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;-Closet Ghost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;-Kaze no Machi e (by Mcube (that's what i call me!))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Hope you all enjoy it! It's not much...&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/2805518873311391294-985144490218297351?l=frogluver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/feeds/985144490218297351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2805518873311391294&amp;postID=985144490218297351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/985144490218297351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/985144490218297351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-alive-for-reviewers.html' title='I&apos;m ALIVE! For reviewers!'/><author><name>Nisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11310070385237621052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ItrYAOdsMQ/TqVy5cI-njI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-WDFNwmbVVY/s220/image_0012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2805518873311391294.post-3293045725195467993</id><published>2007-02-18T20:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T20:46:02.719-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Night At JPMC</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;As you all don't know, i was admitted at JPMC on Saturday because of severe gastritis. Yes, i was admitted because i lost too much water and blablabla because of severe vomitting (more than 15 times) and yesh, that's how i got into the pedriatric (watever) ward. Ward 3, to be exact. I'm still pretty much woozy and doozy (watever) and still very much weak but overall, i can still type.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;There's also a lot i can write about what i feel during the sickly times. First, that's my first time admitted at a hospital...very much excited that i lost the sickness for a couple of minutes. Secondly, it's not as fun as i thought it was. I was IV-ed (i think that's what it's called) and i had to like...press this lil' red button to like call a nurse if i wanted to pee (yes, only pee because i can't...you know and i still can't right now). The nurses were nice, although i pity them because i'm pretty much a sad patient who cares too much about her sickness that it makes her sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Thirdly, i don't have much movement that it mademy waist PAINFUL (yes, so painful i have to like, lessen my movement right now). I pretty much forgot about whatever happened during my stay but i assure you, NOT FUN. There'd be consultants occassionally checking up on me (there's one time where there're 3!) and i think, yesh, a lot of nurses. I also got an ultrasound but i'm okay. I was asleep at that time (half-lidded). Well, since JPMC is a very um...high-profile place, and i wasn't really referred there...guess how much everything costs? I'll tell ya later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Oh yes, about medicines. Most of them don't work very well on me and i was wailing. Thank goodness my sister was there. You know? I got shot at my butt, both cheeks and it hurts. The first one was bearable but the second one was OMFG!!! I was crying. I don't like pain, any type of pain really. I don't. It just hurts. I think i went to pee like...10 times, maybe. It was fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm still pretty much dizzy now. And tomorrow, i have to go to school. Yup, go to school because i missed a lot. Even the doctors are worried since they knew i have 'O'levels...which was weird. Yup, weird. I think that's all i can think of...all i know is that i wil never take my stomach lightly ever again since it's very painful...you people take care too, okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Total Bills: $800++&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Gosh, my parents DO love me...&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/2805518873311391294-3293045725195467993?l=frogluver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/feeds/3293045725195467993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2805518873311391294&amp;postID=3293045725195467993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/3293045725195467993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/3293045725195467993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/2007/02/night-at-jpmc.html' title='A Night At JPMC'/><author><name>Nisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11310070385237621052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ItrYAOdsMQ/TqVy5cI-njI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-WDFNwmbVVY/s220/image_0012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2805518873311391294.post-3406164717152094988</id><published>2007-02-12T00:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T00:15:16.445-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something...yep, something...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yeah...i didn't go to school today =...=" got sick and was like...puking everywhere last night (well, not severe though) and yeah, i'm kinda well, dizzy right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Just bored and i noticed  i did a lot of mistakes in everything!!!! Including the  bonus song Renai Shashin (i'm not yet very familiar with it but i LOOOVE it!!) but i'm kinda okay now. I just listened  to Cherish by Ai-chin and man, it's pretty!!!! I wish for her to make more songs like that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And did you know Keep Tryin' 's PV is so pretty? I just knew now!!! LOOOOL and i call myself a Hikki fan!!! It's ultra funny and pretty!!! Love the colors and such...seeing Hikki in that PV makes me wanna say 'KEEP TRYIN'' loudly!!!!!!!! KEEP TRYIN' MIHARU! You can do it!!!!! Yes, you can!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;....I hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sad I love you song? Maybe, i just wrote it:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;ILY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;A little girl was walking down the street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;And her white dress was a mess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Little by little&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I could see her crying face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I couldn't keep everything bottled up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I can't lie, i can't fake my emotions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;That's why, if i make a mistake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I will run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Run faraway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I love you but i can't say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I'll keep it locked inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I love you but i can't say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;The more i keep, it hurts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I love you but i can't say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I guess i'll keep it to myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Forever...forever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I can't let go of this beautiful dress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;So lovely that it hurts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I frame it somewhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;If both of us we're to meet again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I will tell you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;"I'll love you forever..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;This thick forest of uncertainties&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Grows thicker every time i remember you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;When did i start doubting myself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Maybe when i started loving you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;So i think i should...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;(If i should love you tell me i should)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;(Keep this song playing forever)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;(If i should love you tell me i should)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;(Keep this song playing forever)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I love you but i can't say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I'll keep it locked inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I love you but i can't say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;The more i keep, it hurts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I love you but i can't say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I guess i'll keep it to myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Forever...forever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Forever...forever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Even if it hurts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I'll keep loving you forever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;P.S: How was the bonus? Was it at least a bit scary?&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/2805518873311391294-3406164717152094988?l=frogluver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/feeds/3406164717152094988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2805518873311391294&amp;postID=3406164717152094988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/3406164717152094988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/3406164717152094988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/2007/02/somethingyep-something.html' title='Something...yep, something...'/><author><name>Nisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11310070385237621052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ItrYAOdsMQ/TqVy5cI-njI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-WDFNwmbVVY/s220/image_0012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2805518873311391294.post-2852219811059029903</id><published>2007-02-10T00:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T01:28:49.728-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bonus for Reviewers!! (ONLY)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Okay, since i'm too busy to like send the links to you people, download this please!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;http://download.yousendit.com/419FAF7438329681&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;It expires in a week, so...download ASAP!!! It's a bonus and i call it as 'Mariya's Confession' well, sort of. In there will be three bonus songs (sung playfully by yours truly!). All the voice belongs to me!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;In the zipped file:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;-Mariya Confession&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;-Planetarium&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;-Chorus (for Fukurou)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;-Renai Shashin (antam2 ja)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;All in wma file. Size 7.94 MB.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;P.S: For those who did not review or doesn't have anything to do with this, DON'T download if not BERDOSA KAMU SEMUA!!!! In other words, you will be sinned for eternity!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Love, love Kaeru-sama!!!&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/2805518873311391294-2852219811059029903?l=frogluver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/feeds/2852219811059029903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2805518873311391294&amp;postID=2852219811059029903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/2852219811059029903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/2852219811059029903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/2007/02/bonus-for-reviewers-only.html' title='Bonus for Reviewers!! (ONLY)'/><author><name>Nisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11310070385237621052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ItrYAOdsMQ/TqVy5cI-njI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-WDFNwmbVVY/s220/image_0012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2805518873311391294.post-1772062802438645576</id><published>2007-02-05T01:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T01:28:49.819-08:00</updated><title type='text'>papercuts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I just found some very good songs with good lyrics and yayness! I found the mp3s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d37VzXHoMkc/RcbzzSxPPHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eokf3hhd2iE/s1600-h/mayu.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027974096542973042" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 129px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px" height="140" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d37VzXHoMkc/RcbzzSxPPHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eokf3hhd2iE/s320/mayu.jpg" width="186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;to Kagen no Tsuki (just took my faves) and i LOOOVE it! Plus, i'm now officially in love with OLIVIA (great voice + dark atmosphere of music = just the right amount of LOOVE! Just like my love for Tsukiko Amano). Man...how i wish i could play musical instruments...ah well. I got a random picture here of me being Mayu of Fatal Frame 2...well, not really. I kinda edited it, making it a bit well, less bad camera faulty...uh, wth?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Listen to OLIVIA's a little pain, HYDE's The Cape of Storms and Evergreen! They're very good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;All of them are pretty songs, i must say. The music is just wonderful!!!! Lovely, lovely, lovely! And yeah, tomorrow tests...but i kinda don't care....uh, well, i care but i don't care at the same time...uh, the right amount of care?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;...whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ugh...did i mention i hate papercuts? I think everyone does...why must it be so painful??????????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;ugh...i better eat this corn i'm holding first. Chow!!&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/2805518873311391294-1772062802438645576?l=frogluver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/feeds/1772062802438645576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2805518873311391294&amp;postID=1772062802438645576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/1772062802438645576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/1772062802438645576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/2007/02/papercuts.html' title='papercuts'/><author><name>Nisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11310070385237621052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ItrYAOdsMQ/TqVy5cI-njI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-WDFNwmbVVY/s220/image_0012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d37VzXHoMkc/RcbzzSxPPHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eokf3hhd2iE/s72-c/mayu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2805518873311391294.post-8393375367192128368</id><published>2007-02-02T05:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T05:27:17.374-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Raining...</title><content type='html'>It's cold everyday, not that i complain but i am complaining...it's too cold. It's always raining too...and in irony, sorta, i bought Rain's new album today (plus Dong Bang Shin Ki's Japanese album!!), and when i listened to it, it rained!!! And it was at the start of I'm Coming song too!! LOOOOOL...i'm listening to it now. Here's an overview of it: It's SEXY HOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel well...i feel sick and weak...maybe because of to much yummy little oranges yesterday...and today (i want MOOOOOORRREEE!!) and maybe because i started bleeding today (you know...) and when i was at a shopping place today, Yayasan, i was dizzy, SOOOO dizzy, and my feet was pale and i was walking holding to my sister. I'm still dizzy now...ugh, but i hafta come tomorrow, sadly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, whatever. I'm just too dizzy and cold to write anything interesting...here's a poem on the weird yellow flower that always blooms at the same place, single:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A yellow flower&lt;br /&gt;Blooms at the back of my house&lt;br /&gt;It wilts&lt;br /&gt;It blooms&lt;br /&gt;It wilts&lt;br /&gt;It blooms&lt;br /&gt;At very random days&lt;br /&gt;But it blooms at the same place&lt;br /&gt;At where I saw it the first time&lt;br /&gt;I shiver&lt;br /&gt;But I took a bath anyways…&lt;br /&gt;Hoping it’s not watching me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I shiver&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2805518873311391294-8393375367192128368?l=frogluver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/feeds/8393375367192128368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2805518873311391294&amp;postID=8393375367192128368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/8393375367192128368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/8393375367192128368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/2007/02/its-raining.html' title='It&apos;s Raining...'/><author><name>Nisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11310070385237621052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ItrYAOdsMQ/TqVy5cI-njI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-WDFNwmbVVY/s220/image_0012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2805518873311391294.post-1145854576641519291</id><published>2007-01-28T23:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T00:17:28.224-08:00</updated><title type='text'>S-so very C-COLD...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;It's so very cold today...is the sun shying away today? Yesterday was cold too but now, it was cold without even air-conditioners or fans...dammit, why is it when it's hot we want cold and when it's so damn cold, we want hot?!!! Urgh...well, it's SOOOOOO cold that i find it hard to even type. Urgh...feels as if someone or something is watching over me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Well, nothing really fun happened today...yesterday was somehow nice. I think. I'll talk about yesterday then...it was Sunday right? Okay, Sunday morning... (&lt;em&gt;kareshi datto ka, kanojo datto ka...&lt;/em&gt;) OKAY! Not the song! Not Nichiyo no Asa!!!! But btw, i love that song, it's from Utada Hikaru and it was written in reference to 2005's Christmas, it's VEEERRY cute and relaxing and magical (okay, i think i should review that album!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Okay, on with yesterday's events. I woke up early but was too lazy to wake up so i waited until someone knocks on my door (this always happens, i just like pretending to be asleep) but then, i heard my mother talking about "...going to The Mall", i woke up instantly and told her i'm coming with her (i missed it the last time she went there)  and jumped into the shower instantly. &lt;em&gt;Scrubba-scrubba-scrubba&lt;/em&gt;. What did i sing in the shower yesterday morning? I think i sang Otsuka Ai's Renai Shashin and also Hikki's Flavor of Life. Once finished, it was the dreaded 'choose-what-to-wear' session and with my lack of new clothes...it was hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Well, as we were OTW, i fought with my sis in the car because i was wearing her headscarf, well, yeah, whatever. It wasn't pretty to me...and it made me look fat but i was rushing and she had to make a very BIG deal about it...bleagh. Whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;At The Mall, we went straight to the computer place at where my mom bought a new desktop (okay, frankly, i wasn't happy. We used nearly $10,000 just for January...urgh) and she actually also wanted to buy a black laptop (it must be BLACK) but we stopped her (she insisted though...i didn't really care but she didn't buy it :3) and i went on my cd shopping (bought one only though) and i wanted Ayumi's 'Secret' ORIGINAL album with the PVs!!!! ARGH! Me want!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Anyway...okay, food. Misato's sushi and this...urgh, not so good (i dunno if it was my tongue but urgh) Chicken Teriyaki Don (bland) and this questionable miso soup...not so good. It gave me nightmares about food that cannot be eaten. my sis said it was supposed to be good but what the hell...i wasn't lucky. My personal fave is sushi and green tea ice-cream from Escapade's! Ah...::drool:: i want....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;well, that was it. we went home, mom got a new desktop, we got new cd kosongs and i got a new cd that was not worth $5....it sucks in terms of quality. but i got a few new songs with it so :D!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Back with today...i finished my Chem last minute and i got at least some of it right (i suck at it, very much) and some maths....and Bio test (i'm SOOOO sorry i failed two of the other tests...urgh) and that English quiz....which was very testing my vocab...it was okay but i was confused with some.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;man...i gotta finish my drawing of gay looking Kyo....LOOOOOOL. Ah, Moon, you're so pretty to be my drawing....and Kyo (if it IS you...), you make your own creator love you...oh no, that's just disgusting but you are HOOOOOOT....to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I read the story of Bonnie &amp;amp; Clyde yesterday and it actually made me feel sorry, weirdly. I wrote a story based on it:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Getaway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I never thought that fun&lt;br /&gt;Could be felt without doing anything labeled as “fun”&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I met you on that fateful day&lt;br /&gt;Everything seems more joyous&lt;br /&gt;And less complicated as I thought it would be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never were the type to express through words&lt;br /&gt;But by just being with you&lt;br /&gt;Feels perfect in a way (so perfect actually)&lt;br /&gt;That I sometimes question myself&lt;br /&gt;For my loyalty, so&lt;br /&gt;“Take me away, please”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ride your bike on this highway&lt;br /&gt;Oh, this is our getaway&lt;br /&gt;I’ll follow you everywhere&lt;br /&gt;“Where to?”&lt;br /&gt;“Anywhere as long as I’m with you”&lt;br /&gt;Let the wind blow our hair&lt;br /&gt;As we follow your way&lt;br /&gt;Please take us faraway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without really saying the words&lt;br /&gt;I could feel it in you&lt;br /&gt;When your heart beats faster&lt;br /&gt;“Take me away, faster, faster!”&lt;br /&gt;Fast enough ‘til I can feel that the world revolves around us&lt;br /&gt;Just the two of us, forever&lt;br /&gt;Please, take us farther&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll hold your waist forever&lt;br /&gt;If you’ll take me everywhere&lt;br /&gt;Traveling with you is like heaven&lt;br /&gt;And the longer the distance&lt;br /&gt;The happier I’ll be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were in our own little world&lt;br /&gt;That’s why we missed the sign&lt;br /&gt;Even as we fall, break&lt;br /&gt;We can still smile…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ride your bike on this highway&lt;br /&gt;Oh, this is our getaway&lt;br /&gt;I’ll follow you everywhere&lt;br /&gt;“Where to?”&lt;br /&gt;“Anywhere as long as I’m with you”&lt;br /&gt;Let the wind blow our hair&lt;br /&gt;As we follow your way&lt;br /&gt;Please take us faraway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The road is now red&lt;br /&gt;Red with our love&lt;br /&gt;“I’ll follow you everywhere”&lt;br /&gt;I held your hand and smile with you&lt;br /&gt;As we lay side by side on this lovely road&lt;br /&gt;And we say our prayers&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t say goodbye”&lt;br /&gt;“We’re always together”&lt;br /&gt;Closed our eyes together&lt;br /&gt;“Forever…”&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I'll write my review on the next post...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2805518873311391294-1145854576641519291?l=frogluver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/feeds/1145854576641519291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2805518873311391294&amp;postID=1145854576641519291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/1145854576641519291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/1145854576641519291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/2007/01/s-so-very-c-cold.html' title='S-so very C-COLD...'/><author><name>Nisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11310070385237621052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ItrYAOdsMQ/TqVy5cI-njI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-WDFNwmbVVY/s220/image_0012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2805518873311391294.post-2119789990035994289</id><published>2007-01-27T05:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T06:04:32.075-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hotaru's - Love Me No More?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;"Ne...Mi-chan...how come you don't hug me to sleep anymore?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"I dunno..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;"Don't you love me no more?" ::teary eyed::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;::teary eyed:: "Of course i do....Hota-kun..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;"Then why? You found another, didn't you??!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Stop accusing me!!!" ::huggle:: "I love only you!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;"Then why...??" ::whiny-whiny::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;::blush::&lt;/span&gt; "It's coz you're big..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;"HEY!! Perv...i can't believe Mi-chan said that out loud..." ::blush::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;::blush even redder::&lt;/span&gt; "Urgh...perv..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2805518873311391294-2119789990035994289?l=frogluver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/feeds/2119789990035994289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2805518873311391294&amp;postID=2119789990035994289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/2119789990035994289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/2119789990035994289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/2007/01/hotarus-love-me-no-more.html' title='Hotaru&apos;s - Love Me No More?'/><author><name>Nisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11310070385237621052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ItrYAOdsMQ/TqVy5cI-njI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-WDFNwmbVVY/s220/image_0012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2805518873311391294.post-919481524299881013</id><published>2007-01-27T05:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T05:38:02.609-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kagen no Tsuki</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Review alert!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Both involves &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;ghostly&lt;/span&gt; (supernatural to be exact) beings!!! (there will be another review tomorrow)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Here it goes! (I utterly suck at conveying things....sorry)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Kagen no Tsuki ::Last Quarter::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;OMG...i didn't know HYDE was involved...LOL. Well, he is and man, he barely talks (he sings though). The characters are beautiful, especially Mizuki Mochizuki (I actually LOL-ed at her name). Kamijo Sayaka isn't that pretty sadly. Okay, on with the review!!! BTW, i did not watch from the beginning...oops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The original manga was created by Ai Yazawa (yes, that NANA and Paradise Kiss creator), it's called Kagen no Tsuki. It starts with, according to the wiki of it that Mizuki broke-up with her boyfriend, Tomoki ( i think...LOL). She later meets this musician who introduces himself as Adam (HYDE!!! *squeal*). To cut the things short, i didn't watch that part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay, let's jump to the parts i actually watched. Mizuki meets Hotaru and Hotaru decides to help her (btw, Mizuki forgot her name) and in the end, to avoid unecessary spoilers to Maj (who might want to watch this), Hotaru calls Mizuki, Eve, in contrast with Adam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The story then continues on research on who Eve really is and they (Hotaru and her friend, Miura) decide that Eve might be Kamijo Sayaka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;(more jumping) Okay, at the near end, it made me cry. It was sad, the way Mizuki's sadness was potrayed was so sad. I kinda cried (without the tears). Oh, and btw, HYDE DID talk, in English too, but man, i thought it was a French man talking!!! His accent is WEIRD!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;He sang a song called The Cape of Storms for this movie and it fits it nicely (i think the song is called Last Quarter in this story, or maybe it's the album) and the whole movie had this beautiful soundtrack i call Last Quarter. It's VERRY pretty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The ending was nice, and funny in a way. Very unexpected...but better than any other movies, believe me, Japanese movies rarely have a good and satisfying ending...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay, that concludes it!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Rating: 7.5/10 (if i watched the whole movie, it might increase)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2805518873311391294-919481524299881013?l=frogluver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/feeds/919481524299881013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2805518873311391294&amp;postID=919481524299881013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/919481524299881013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/919481524299881013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/2007/01/kagen-no-tsuki.html' title='Kagen no Tsuki'/><author><name>Nisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11310070385237621052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ItrYAOdsMQ/TqVy5cI-njI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-WDFNwmbVVY/s220/image_0012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2805518873311391294.post-5272729876636431386</id><published>2007-01-27T04:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T05:22:55.304-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh...oolalala...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;LOOOOOOL...i lost my password and i forgot to activate my Google account...LOL. Ah well, i'm in now...which took...about...an hour? LOL. Oh...i'm quite busy now, writing my new original story, not a fanfiction at all. I was kinda inspired by Kagen no Tsuki (got teary-eyed in the end but definitely made it into a fave!) and my own story is called Saigo no Tsuki (Last Moon).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I would talk about it but at the same time, i don't want the idea stolen by others...never. Well, i will once i finish a few chapters maybe. I'm quite busy with writing my other stories...fanfics to be exact. I've got 6 new fanfics and almost 5 of them are hard to write (lucky me, sarcasm intended). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, i'm gonna talk about school today, a day at school (HELL btw):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First Lesson: Physics&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Um...ah, not my fave subject, i dunno...it makes me sleepy (i think i dozed off once, i think), it's not the teacher too...it's the subject. SUBJECT. Something about it makes me sleepy. I was absent on Thursday so i had to do all THREE practicals (did 2, the 3rd one will have to wait or i'll just cheat). I was sleepy during the oscillation but i was surprised by the ruler dropping on the floor (i was literally closing my eyes, counting). "What the &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hell&lt;/span&gt;" yes, the 'hell' part was small...there was a teacher for my sake! Dx! In the end, we were given homework which i answered with a 'WTH?!', i DON'T understand at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Second Lesson: English&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ah, comes the less stressful subject (just for today), Ms A gave us just a worksheet so we were lucky, i managed to finish it but there's still much to do...ah well, i'm gonna do it tomorrow LOL. Maybe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Third Lesson: E.Lit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;....okay, today the subject was a breeze. Sort of. Kinda liked it. We were talking about a short story (which is CONFUSING) called Samphire by James O'Brian (I think). It was definitely not my cup of tea, i kinda don't understand most of the stories we read...SHH! Don't tell Mr M! I don't wanna die!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fourth Lesson: Chemistry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;FCK. Sorry, but yeah, fck. I had to like...since i missed the practical on Thursday...well, join other classes to do it. My friend told me that it was supposed to be the teacher arranging the practical but Sir M insisted i do the hunting myself (which was FUN btw, sarcasm added). I decided to join Lylah's class...on Thurs :3 YAY! Ugh...we have homework. Do we have to have parents' signature too?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last Lesson: Maths&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Blargh...okay, i have a LOOOOOT of work and here's the thing: NEVER EVER PILE UP YOUR WORK AND LOSE YOUR EXERCISE BOOK...YOU'LL DIE I TELL YOU i0i!!!!! Man, i have to do it tomorrow...which will take the whole day...and also Chem...aih...DAMMIT!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;GO TO HELL! BAN HOMEWORK! I DON'T FCKING CARE ABOUT THE CRAP WE DID ABOUT NOT BANNING THEM BUT WE NEED TO BAN HOMEWORK ASAP!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;oh...chicken shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ugh...the fungi thing...i'm dead scared but my bro doesn't seem to have any side-effects...maybe it's just my mentality...who knows?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh yeah, my big bro fell from a cliff (oxymoron, maybe) and he sprained his left leg, aww....oh well, he still lives which is GREAT!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2805518873311391294-5272729876636431386?l=frogluver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/feeds/5272729876636431386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2805518873311391294&amp;postID=5272729876636431386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/5272729876636431386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/5272729876636431386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/2007/01/ohoolalala.html' title='Oh...oolalala...'/><author><name>Nisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11310070385237621052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ItrYAOdsMQ/TqVy5cI-njI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-WDFNwmbVVY/s220/image_0012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2805518873311391294.post-5135675184403559172</id><published>2007-01-26T02:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T02:57:37.228-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flutter By...Butterfly?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hm...i just noticed today that Flutter By is actually Butterfly LOOOOOL. Well, i was like...singing in my room 'Flutter By, Flutter By, My Lil Butterfly...O.o' and then it hit me. LOOOL! &lt;strong&gt;Fl&lt;/strong&gt;utter &lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;y = &lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;utter&lt;strong&gt;fl&lt;/strong&gt;y...well, it's not new i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Randomness is fun...&lt;strong&gt;very&lt;/strong&gt; fun, actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ah, well...i gotta go in a bit. While i'm at it...here's one of my random things:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;A Goodbye and Thankyou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sayonara, sayonara&lt;br /&gt;My room had a faint you in it&lt;br /&gt;Was it just me or do I just miss you dearly?&lt;br /&gt;I guess, to move on, I had to throw some things away&lt;br /&gt;I just got to say ‘goodbye’ to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On days such as today&lt;br /&gt;I can only hope for you to come&lt;br /&gt;Because I can’t believe that you’d die just like that&lt;br /&gt;I’m not that stupid&lt;br /&gt;You don’t die easily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“There’s no goodbye”&lt;br /&gt;I want to go to you&lt;br /&gt;The start of our tragedy…&lt;br /&gt;I just want to say ‘thank you’ to you&lt;br /&gt;Will you be there tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arigato, arigato&lt;br /&gt;All the things you give me, I’ll cherish it&lt;br /&gt;Close to my heart&lt;br /&gt;Just like the way you were&lt;br /&gt;I just got to say ‘thank you’ to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will say goodbye and thank you&lt;br /&gt;When you come to me&lt;br /&gt;We were lovers that are friends&lt;br /&gt;I just have to say those words&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayonara, sayonara&lt;br /&gt;My room had a faint you in it&lt;br /&gt;Was it just me or do I just miss you dearly?&lt;br /&gt;I guess, to move on, I had to throw some things away&lt;br /&gt;I just got to say ‘goodbye’ to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends or lovers&lt;br /&gt;I still care for you&lt;br /&gt;Even if you can’t believe me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arigato, arigato&lt;br /&gt;All the things you give me, I’ll cherish it&lt;br /&gt;Close to my heart&lt;br /&gt;Just like the way you were&lt;br /&gt;I just got to say ‘thank you’ to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayonara, sayonara&lt;br /&gt;I want to tell you&lt;br /&gt;Arigato, arigato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;You mean a lot to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;^would be made as a song (in Japanese) maybe, it's for my SDK fanfic, Curse of The Fading Tears (will give my link to there one day)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2805518873311391294-5135675184403559172?l=frogluver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/feeds/5135675184403559172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2805518873311391294&amp;postID=5135675184403559172' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/5135675184403559172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/5135675184403559172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/2007/01/flutter-bybutterfly.html' title='Flutter By...Butterfly?'/><author><name>Nisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11310070385237621052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ItrYAOdsMQ/TqVy5cI-njI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-WDFNwmbVVY/s220/image_0012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2805518873311391294.post-4646459802065082146</id><published>2007-01-26T01:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T02:06:52.849-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>Hm...another blog...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I kinda bet...it won't get as much attention from me like my Xanga LOL. Well, i'll try to post as much as possible...but i bet that won't happen a lot. I'll turn this thing as a...um, well, a place to talk about my fanfictions and my darling hubby, Hotaru the Frogdoll and also songs...random songs...kinda like a review of sorts. Whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I may also talk about school...stressful, very much stressful, yes. My blood...aiyaiyai...i think it's getting low...LOL. I think i should go visit the doc...yup, but i HATE them...too much bad things...bad experiences...whatever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;...ugh...what's those fungi that grow on cocoa powder? I kinda used it today in my coffee, experimentation thing...yes...are they dangerous? Are they? Are they? Am I going to die? Help me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;....I'm scared, i think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, i think that's all for now...oh wait, i think i'll review one song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Utada Hikaru - Flavor of Life -Ballad Version-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The first time i heard it, i kinda felt this magical rush of happiness + sadness in me. The song is sad, quite sad if you read the translations but at the same time, it's happy...the lyrics are so good to me. It's pure Hikki!! Pure Hikki Magic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;For the song itself, i'll say...the music, the guitar, the chamber orchestra used plus her magnificent wavering voice (some say *wink*) gives this...deep impression although some say it's kinda...too out there already but i won't comment on that. It's a beautiful puzzle with a missing piece but i won't comment on that. It's better than Planetarium IMO, it reflects HYD2 (the drama using this song) very well, the music and all. It's very dramatic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I kinda hate her wailing-y yeah and uhuh...i can't copy that well. I suck at such adlibbing. I can pretty well sing the song though :3. The low part HURTS though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating&lt;/strong&gt;: As a ballad, it's beautiful. 4/5, Hikki-wise *wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2805518873311391294-4646459802065082146?l=frogluver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/feeds/4646459802065082146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2805518873311391294&amp;postID=4646459802065082146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/4646459802065082146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2805518873311391294/posts/default/4646459802065082146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frogluver.blogspot.com/2007/01/hmanother-blog.html' title='Hm...another blog...'/><author><name>Nisah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11310070385237621052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ItrYAOdsMQ/TqVy5cI-njI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-WDFNwmbVVY/s220/image_0012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
