<?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-32233209</id><updated>2011-08-13T22:33:11.816+09:00</updated><category term='brian'/><title type='text'>TDRS</title><subtitle type='html'>A place where I write &amp; you read.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>471</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-3514087972600766555</id><published>2010-11-15T22:12:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T22:14:36.077+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Blog.</title><content type='html'>I wonder who is still reading this blog O_O Who puts up with my nonsense that is worse than an essay so boring you are already yawning at this point...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, I've just realized I've been blogging since 2006! That would be 4 years... Very nais. Oh well... to the existing readers; thank you for putting up with my boring nonsense and pictureless, single coloured font all these years!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-3514087972600766555?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/3514087972600766555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=3514087972600766555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/3514087972600766555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/3514087972600766555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2010/11/hello-blog.html' title='Hello Blog.'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-3216894015127676474</id><published>2010-11-11T09:43:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T13:14:44.597+09:00</updated><title type='text'>The Trauma</title><content type='html'>So I've been wanting to blog for the longest time but I realized my life is too stagnant with studying and random slots of TV that I no longer feel like I want to blog anymore. So day by day, dragged on and on; here I am finally ;D Speaking of which, I don't seem to have time to watch drama either x_x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So before you read this post, please remind yourself NOT to ask me questions like why you know you still go, why monsoon you still go, why you never park in higher place, why you drive there, why you this why you that. I am not THAT amazing to predict what will happen. If I did, you wouldn't be even seeing this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, So I went to Thailand for a supposing holiday. Assuming it was the usual Thai you and I both know, I THOUGHT it was going to be hot and sticky and ugh, probably worse than Msia but hey, that 3 days happen to be pleasantly cooling albeit the continuous rain. The supposing happy, enjoyable, fun holiday plummeted to a nightmare when we discovered we couldn't leave Hatyai town due to a flood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially I thought it was just uh, whatever, probably a light flood KL always suffers from. You know that level of water that will spray when your tires roll through? But no... the second time we attempted to leave, we found out that Sadao was flooded waist deep. So we went back, decided to stay a night and prayed that we could leave in the morning when the waters subsided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, Hatyai town was flooded. Do you know how despairing it was to watch cars go out of sight? Bit by bit it got covered by muddy water. And then when the water started to subside, it started to rain again. Then the aftermath was worse with rubbish and whatever. Electricity was cut immediately the night the flood came in from Sadao. Water was cut off the next day. Phone batts were dying, MP3 was saved for the worst times in case this lasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food was scarce but thank God there were such good people around cooking for us and offering us food but really, I don't think any city people like us can actually go through that with a sane mind. I've pretty much detached myself but you know now that I'm home and I pondered about it. From a dinner of 8-9 dishes for the first three days, it became two bowls of porridge for three people one whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the waters in Hatyai subsided, we immediately took a bus and took back whatever we could first since our car was fully submerged underwater for more than a day. I don't know if you can imagine but to be idling around doing nothing but lying on the bed; staring into space; the day literally becomes so much longer than you can ever imagine and take it. I even came up with nonsense games like spinning the bottle and singing. But I guess the most entertaining thing you'll ever get is your amusing neighbours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, that was my trauma. A lesson I guess? To be grateful for things in life though for now I'm a little lost with myself. I hope I can find myself, my goals and life priorities again because everything feels to temporary with the idea that life is too fragile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humans die too easily.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-3216894015127676474?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/3216894015127676474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=3216894015127676474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/3216894015127676474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/3216894015127676474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2010/11/trauma.html' title='The Trauma'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-6347254522298230525</id><published>2010-10-05T12:38:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T12:44:25.082+09:00</updated><title type='text'>502th Post</title><content type='html'>Omg I've just realized that I've just missed my 500th post but anyway, am feeling a tad down today. Initially I was really happy because I ASSUMED that I've completed everything that was needed for today. Ugh, but I guess the supposingly bigger things took up the limited space in my head causing me to forget the smaller ones, sighs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope it won't happen again though.&lt;br /&gt;Disappointments are so much more difficult to face compared to anger. &lt;br /&gt;Don't know how long this unhappiness is going to last either. Brr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything feels temporal today; as if nothing is concretely true. I feel like I'm floating; not really here neither really there. My mind was on BWG and I was coming up with random ideas that I realized how dark this fic has become, heh. It's not the sort of emoness that just makes you sad and stuff but it's the sort of dark, angst-y emoness that sorta sticks with you for a while draining the happiness out of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me why am I still writing it xD Because I don't know myself. Perhaps it might be one of the random outlets I indulge in such angst when I'm in that mood. Too bad I can't pull myself out instantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was at class today and noticed how I really disliked when people talk LOUDLY in class. Like hello, please have some respect for the lecturer. Even if you don't want to, have some respect for yourself la weh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brr...&lt;br /&gt;Presentation coming up later. Wish me luck ;D&lt;br /&gt;More presentations coming up. *inserts big sigh* I want this to hurry up end and let me get over with it but that means exams are coming up! And when exams are over with; it's holidays! Yay? But that means the next sem is coming O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much complains in this post. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Mom ;D Love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-6347254522298230525?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/6347254522298230525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=6347254522298230525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/6347254522298230525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/6347254522298230525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2010/10/502th-post.html' title='502th Post'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-3009530770062566364</id><published>2010-09-27T16:50:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T16:58:46.053+09:00</updated><title type='text'>EYECANDY!</title><content type='html'>FINALLYYY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINAAAAALLLLYYY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After one and only one good looking boy that I've known; I found another one today though he's not exactly under this uni hoho. But whatever, I love it when new people comes in. No, he's not a student either but some sort of representative from the embassy. Oh, this one is so... clean looking XD Manlyyy~ You know those that just ooze the successful businessman look excluding the air of arrogance? Though I must admit that he has that soft... family-man sorta feel about him XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah I'm so happy XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-3009530770062566364?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/3009530770062566364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=3009530770062566364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/3009530770062566364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/3009530770062566364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2010/09/eyecandy.html' title='EYECANDY!'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-797177780414668875</id><published>2010-09-18T12:43:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T12:44:40.609+09:00</updated><title type='text'>BIRTHDAYYY~</title><content type='html'>Happy birthday to SCB and her twin! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have an awesome one kay? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a sadder note... UNIISSTARTINGSOOONNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-797177780414668875?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/797177780414668875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=797177780414668875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/797177780414668875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/797177780414668875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2010/09/birthdayyy.html' title='BIRTHDAYYY~'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-4107095182926206812</id><published>2010-09-11T17:39:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T17:40:50.832+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiger?</title><content type='html'>So I was telling my parents that I want a BIGGER dog. And my dad gave my mom a look and was like;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Give her a tiger la.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Tigerrr&lt;/span&gt; huh x]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-4107095182926206812?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/4107095182926206812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=4107095182926206812' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/4107095182926206812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/4107095182926206812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2010/09/tiger.html' title='Tiger?'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-7576825759056888645</id><published>2010-09-08T23:41:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T23:59:13.483+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Millenium.</title><content type='html'>I went for a talk today and there was a talk about Millenium; not the era but the product of Excel. This speaker was telling us about her personal story and it really struck something in me and I would like to share it with you while I'm still very overwhelmed and inspired by it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she's pregnant and suddenly her dad became really sick to the point that he sit nor stand. He couldn't even lie down because his whole body ached. He could just sit there and faint. He couldn't eat, couldn't sleep, could do nothing. At some point he just lay there and during one of his worst moments; he couldn't control his defecation [read: shitting/urinating]. Everyone around the speaker told her that it's almost time for him. And that she had better prepare herself because he's already quite old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she refused to allow herself to believe in them. To her, this was the man who raised her up throughout all these years... despite all the hardships and difficulties. She wasn't going to just let him go and say; oh there's nothing else we can do anymore. So we can just let him die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she was going back and forth from the house to the hospital along with her bulging tummy to take care of her father. When he was at her house; he was in so much pain that they wanted to send him to the hospital but because he was in so much pain; the man demanded that no one was going to touch him. He'd rather die if they moved him because he was in so much pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she decided to let him try a full cup of Millenium and three packets of Nutriact. She told him to just try, try; when it hurts lesser we can get you to the hospital. So he did, and truly; an hour later, he actually told her he felt his pain lessen. So she immediately sent him to a private hospital despite his worries of the hospital costs being ridiculously high. But she told him; if I have decided to send you to a private hospital; I would've already expected how much I need to pay. And I know that I can afford so you don't need to worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he was sent to the hospital and still the same, she gave him cup by cup of Millenium. And you know up till today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's healthier than any other usual elderly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It could be both miracle and God's grace. But there's no denying that the products had indeed helped the man and his family isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've sorta bawled in my friend's car because I had memory flashbacks of what happened to my aunt and grandma over the span of six months. I kept thinking, what if. What if. WHAT IF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I was too scared of what if they really consumed and anything happened to them it would've been all my fault. But even without consuming it, they still left... But I keep thinking, what if they did? What if they did and gotten better? What if I managed to get my own miracle? Would they really still be by my side now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you are reading this and am feeling anything like me, please don't do anything you will regret. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is really no turning back, no second chance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-7576825759056888645?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/7576825759056888645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=7576825759056888645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/7576825759056888645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/7576825759056888645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2010/09/millenium.html' title='Millenium.'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-5607932136412760383</id><published>2010-09-04T10:26:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T10:35:33.642+09:00</updated><title type='text'>SPH No moar!</title><content type='html'>Self proclaimed holiday no mooooarrr! Why? Because now my holidays officially starts (with permission) Hoho. So with a little recap, for the first time in my few sems, the lecturer wasn't around so we went for a little karaoke session! Unfortunately; such things called replacement classes exist but it has already long been replaced so we grabbed this chance to sorta thoroughly enjoy ourselves :D Became proper friends with a face I've long known because there were a few mutual friends but finally we are proper friends LOL. So yes, my main point of telling you about him is because he CAN SING! So damn well in fact x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27th was a bloody holiday! Only for Selangor -.- We almost wanted to tell the lecturer that hey, our fac is in the PJ sideee! Why do we not get the holiday? T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for a one day trip to Melaka on the 28th. It was fun! When we went on the night cruise or something; the view was pretty awesome despite the random splats of water flying upon me face. But what made me really touched that night was when we were passing by this bridge; this group of kids were like waving and saying 'byeee' to us XD So darn adorable. Then after that we did the same to everyone who passed by heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week felt pretty @_@ because of the whole load of exams. Can you imagine 5 tests in a week? More like in 2 days but really zomg. But Monday was so awesome! The lecturer ended class so darn early that yours truly decided to skip the next class so I could go home earlier x] Ah, the joys that home can bring to you :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now that you know my holidays have started, do start booking meeee! And expect more stories, if I still remember how to write albeit losing my amusing touch already huhu. *faces wall to repent*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-5607932136412760383?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/5607932136412760383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=5607932136412760383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/5607932136412760383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/5607932136412760383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2010/09/sph-no-moar.html' title='SPH No moar!'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-7274983891389410547</id><published>2010-08-30T23:11:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T23:12:22.832+09:00</updated><title type='text'>PROMO PROMO~</title><content type='html'>http://itsmisho-o.tumblr.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click and you will not be disappointed. Heh heh. Just kidding :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing horrifying, so click without fear!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-7274983891389410547?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/7274983891389410547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=7274983891389410547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/7274983891389410547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/7274983891389410547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2010/08/promo-promo.html' title='PROMO PROMO~'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-5380192891456432790</id><published>2010-08-24T13:08:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T13:16:07.792+09:00</updated><title type='text'>$%^$%*</title><content type='html'>Oh Twitter why are you not working. When you work FB doesn't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is too routine-ish for now that I have nothing new to update. I guess the fun now is about living the routine life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On an absolutely random note, I would like to wish Alice Nine for the 6th Anniversary and thank you to them for being one of the main motivations to my studies *inserts big big heart here*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-5380192891456432790?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/5380192891456432790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=5380192891456432790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/5380192891456432790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/5380192891456432790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-post.html' title='$%^$%*'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-8526611201193959504</id><published>2010-08-12T12:39:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T12:47:48.966+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Circles and circles... and more circles!</title><content type='html'>August 12th. Another Thursday. This morning my lecturer wasn't feeling very well so class ended early. I'm so tempted to tell her about Millennium x] Watched my seniors go on a holiday and I feel envious because I have a replacement class tomorrow boohoo. I finally succumbed to a leaking nose and teary eyes after sitting in front of this dude who couldn't stop sneezing and coughing without covering his mouth for more than half an hour non stop; then sitting in the classroom with a sick classmate for the next 4 hours. So it has finally really made me realize that without proper sleep and stress management, my awesome Excel products are not going to work to its full potential. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So people, don't think Excel products are like WAHHHH eat liao no need sleep no need eat other things no need everything else. It is memang WAHHHHHH but you still need to do your part in sleeping quality sleep, exercising AND maintaining a stable emotional condition ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should do that x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm subconsciously stressed I reckoned. Like on the surface; I don't really feel things. But when people talked to me about it and bring up certain things that make me feel like it's almost impossible to do; I start to go a;lgkal;skdl;sajkflas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway; I'll rely on God and just do my best ;D Hwaitinggg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a random note; it kinda hurts when people don't seem to trust you. Do friends really come and go just like that? No one really stays? Or we all just want a place where we feel belonged. When we feel that slight insecurity we just slip away and head to another where we feel more belong... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess until we found a safe... reliable friend; we are just going in circles aren't we?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-8526611201193959504?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/8526611201193959504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=8526611201193959504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/8526611201193959504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/8526611201193959504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2010/08/circles-and-circles-and-more-circles.html' title='Circles and circles... and more circles!'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-2104095880527665746</id><published>2010-08-09T11:48:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T11:53:53.017+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Long hiatus.</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone, it has been a long, long, loooong time ever since I blogged, no? Yes, yes of course I've realized but life just eats you up in funny ways that you cannot remember and imagine. Anyway, as usual the updates will be uni life killing me yada yada yada. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20th July... how long ago was that anyway? Not too long I reckon... but considering how fast time is capable of passing especially these days; there's a lot that happened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we made a trip to PD with the family; stayed a very fancy chalet and thoroughly relaxed there though not without bringing my notes along to read XD Experienced for the first time how scary waves can be. Not that I never knew how scary they were but that night we were ON the water [the chalet was on the water mar] and we witness the water rising and all. Brr... Can't imagine how scary the tsunami was back then at 2006 xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to WYNNER's concert two nights ago. Boy there were so awesome. Alan Tam rockers me socks. I'm so glad he sang my two favourite songs during the encore perf XD Dude, they did a half an hour encore perf man! Not something I've ever gotten from a Korean show XD Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now what else happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tis is truly a sleepy, very superbly unknowingly sleepy day today. I can't wait to go home T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-2104095880527665746?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/2104095880527665746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=2104095880527665746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/2104095880527665746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/2104095880527665746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2010/08/long-hiatus.html' title='Long hiatus.'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-7074053418306352979</id><published>2010-07-20T12:30:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T12:37:03.062+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Killer Uni</title><content type='html'>Okay the uni isn't the real murderer, the semester is XD Okay, the real killer is actually the subjects. Okay la, I admit. It's myself; for taking eight subjects = 21 credit hours = the maximum for this semester. Yes, these are all rants about me and my life. I have no where else to tell it to because I'm sure life is tougher and more difficult and more tiring than mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like disappearing for a while and see if things will be easier to handle considering the fact that uni eats up your existence online. Luckily I didn't continue my part time although I'm really considering about it since the dad just refuses to consume the Excel product I'm demanding him to take. His reason is because he cannot afford, so I suppose if I'm the one who keluarkan the money, he has nothing to say already right? No more excuses, no? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part-timing with 21 credit hours on your back is a one way ticket to hell. Speaking of which, I've just realized there's some slight linking of the dark, dark side with SM. Base on my holey memory, Dongbang had 'Amon' in their 2nd album, track 10 FREE YOUR MIND [featuring The Trax]; SNSD had 'Devil' in their 'Run Devil Run' and NOW, SHINEE has 'Lucifer' in their latest album. Fooyoh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shinhwa? Angel *inserts big big heart here*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-7074053418306352979?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/7074053418306352979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=7074053418306352979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/7074053418306352979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/7074053418306352979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2010/07/killer-uni.html' title='Killer Uni'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-2964955070665519193</id><published>2010-07-15T22:13:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T22:16:42.384+09:00</updated><title type='text'>始めました!</title><content type='html'>So uni has started and I can't believe how fast time has flown by. Tomorrow is already Friday! So what have you been doing for the past week? Anything that made you happy or unhappy? XD Kick away the unhappy ones and focus on the happy ones okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I realized; just like the exam periods, apparently I'm most interested in meal times nowadays. There isn't much interesting things to look forward lately but am still trying to look for it XD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I discovered my new fruit love, the kiwi! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random note: Please go listen to G.NA if you haven't because I highly recommend her ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-2964955070665519193?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/2964955070665519193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=2964955070665519193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/2964955070665519193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/2964955070665519193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html' title='始めました!'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-840612331599549068</id><published>2010-07-10T21:35:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T21:40:41.783+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brian'/><title type='text'>BRIAN-FIED WEEKEND!</title><content type='html'>Okay so the man himself arrived on our Malaysian ground yesterday evening and we've got to see him today! Props to Rhythm Land/the security/the artiste management blah... you've all done an amazing job in organizing this ;D Fans were really civilized too I'm so happy xD Thank you to XH for driving us there and both XH and YF for accompanying me ;D And of course, not forgetting the man himself! BRIAN JOO! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was SO damn good, vocally, dancing, personality, everything! I have no idea how to put this into words but to be watching a pioneer sing and dance is just so... @_@ You are too star struck to do anything else but just go O_O and scream of course haha XD He was so amusing as well LOL. The other thing I really liked was his English! So very, very sexy x] The best part was being able to take a group picture with him, shake his hand... well more like him holding mine HAHA XD And the big bomb; to hug him! Hoho XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for giving us such an awesome performance, Brian. This will be definitely such a fond memory I'll keep looking back on x]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-840612331599549068?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/840612331599549068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=840612331599549068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/840612331599549068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/840612331599549068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2010/07/brian-fied-weekend.html' title='BRIAN-FIED WEEKEND!'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-3039492182233136724</id><published>2010-07-08T11:41:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T15:06:35.289+09:00</updated><title type='text'>ACHING LIMBS.</title><content type='html'>Oh gosh, I have like totally no idea why and how are my limbs so horribly tired. They are like... exhausted or something. You know the feeling of your limbs when you haven't been exercising for eons and suddenly you do something hardcore? That's how I feel now. Not to mention my eyelids are like... drooping @_@&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-3039492182233136724?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/3039492182233136724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=3039492182233136724' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/3039492182233136724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/3039492182233136724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2010/07/aching-limbs.html' title='ACHING LIMBS.'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-5515491336660016593</id><published>2010-06-30T10:31:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T10:35:21.194+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Airport Sadness.</title><content type='html'>Airports... A place of departures and arrivals. Oh gawd what am I writing? An essay to be handed up? But yeah, saying goodbyes are one of the most horrible things I dislike ever. The one leaving is still okay, but the one who gets LEFT BEHIND is the one that really hurt xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fangirl moment :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went to the airport to send the boys off. Omg there were sooooooo many fans. And I had that LHJ syndrome again. The staff lady refused my drawing boohoo. Then I called for Hyunseung with such a kesian voice that I can't believe I myself could do it. Then he turned behind, waved and smiled leh! Unbelievable. So I supposed he heard my super kesian/chai liong voice xP and who knows probably remember that girl who keep telling him to find their names in a piece of graffiti-fied paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then before they went into the immigration; he glanced up and smiled again. Awwwwwwh. My secret crush why are you so adorableee *hugs tight tight*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that Miss F was telling me that it's probably because I look so innocent. Hahaha! Me? Innocent? Awesomeee XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-5515491336660016593?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/5515491336660016593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=5515491336660016593' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/5515491336660016593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/5515491336660016593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2010/06/airport-sadness.html' title='Airport Sadness.'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-690413695847316110</id><published>2010-06-28T10:00:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T10:23:03.286+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Madness.</title><content type='html'>So... went to the B2ST event on Saturday and the crowd was total madness. Okay, the crowd control was. No lines, nothing. Everyone just kept pushing and shoving their way in. But the barrier bit was so amusing, Miss S could just slip through easily with her tiny frame hahaha XD Too bad for me, my ass couldn't fit lala. But anyway, someone pulled the barrier apart for some of us to squeeze in. There were some really considerate fans who kept asking us to be careful, be careful. So many people FAINTED. Some were probably true, but some were done on purpose to just get in quicker -.- What the hell la?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once we were in, cameras out! Oh boy, starstruck moment xD So handsome la all of them, I think I've reshuffled the fact of who is my favourite member, I think I love all of them now LOL. Everybody look so good in their very own way. I don't think I have a favourite member anymore haha XD The performances were really, really good though PD looked really tired. Hyunseung looks so pretteh with that fwuffy hair! *pats pats* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the autograph session was after that and THAT was another insane moment. The lines were non existence, people from the other side kept pushing, pushing and doing nothing but pushing while the people on my side kept getting screamed at for pushing when we were doing nothing --;; What the hell la. But anyway, kept praying and thinking positive. I slowly got 'pushed' forward up till the guard with only one more girl in front of me and omg you know what he said? NO MORE! omg. Please don't be crazy, I don't want double S incident to repeat itself thank you very much. And I'm like even nearer now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Prayed even harder, crazier. And finally the guard let go and I actually pushed my way through muahaha XD The girl beside me was like DONT PUSH! I don't know if she was screaming at me or the one behind her, but whatever; in my head at that moment was like; SHUT UP WOMAN. IT'S NOT LIKE I PUSHED YOU AND YOU DIDN'T GET IN. YOU GOT IN TOO WAT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But yeah, we were one of the final few people. So I shoved the phrasebook to Gikwang and told him 공부해~ I don't know whether he heard since it's so noisy and I absolutely cannot remember his reaction now -.- I didn't get to smile at any of them except Yoseob I think. Because by the time they looked up I already kena pushed so they smiled at the girl beside me instead. Hmph, push la, get karma d. Harhar. Then when I shoved the drawing to Hyunseung I said loudly; 이름을찾아주세요. Omg, wronggg! It wasn't supposed to be 私に探して! It was supposed to be 探して! But anyway, I successfully got three of them to suddenly looked up, probably wondering who spoke the Korean hahahaha XD Since like according to the coordi said; who expects anyone speaking Korean in a foreign country eh? XD But yay, Hyunseung, Doojoon and Gikwang looked up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But somehow when I turned to look again; the drawing AND the phrasebook was put together in front of Gikwang o.o Fate? LOL. Oh when I was stuck in front of Hyunseung and Yoseob; Hyunseung's pen kept running out of ink and he changed it like thrice. Then Yoseob took his pen and shake shake sikit, pass to him, then sign. Damn cute. Omgah. Yoseob I'm so sorry for misspelling your name twice boohoo T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bwah. So I was shivering like mad when I walked up the stage, and down the stage, I nearly fell off the staircase LOL. Went home safely thanks to Miss S &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday, Miss S decided to go to 1U because she didn't manage to push her way through the previous night, so we went. The whole group was really split up in pairs except Miss F haha XD So we finally queued our way through and we decided to give the second drawing ALSO to Hyunseung; hoping that he was going to have the 'AH' reaction. This time when I went up I made sure I smiled and nodded at each and everyone of them. Wah liaooo. Junhyung is so damn good looking, so charismatic, the whole aura is there la. Gikwang is so adorable! So kiddy, and as usual expressive giler. Damn amusing la seriously he XD Miss S was so prepared to stare at Hyunseung for his reaction already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;m; 이게 선물이에요!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yoseob; *glance*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hyunseung; *nod nod but never look up; still glancing at the paper*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;m; 이름을 찾으세요!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hyunseung; *suddenly glanced up then back at the paper with a very very shocked expression* (he probably thought like, EH SO FAMILIAR THIS LINE)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yoseob; *no reaction* (he probably thought I'm mad about Hyunseung xD)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted to give it to Gikwang la but I scared he too blur. Wanted to give to Junhyung but scared it kena confiscated by the lady beside him. Wanted to give Yoseob since he so cute kan, scared since he's the last one I wouldn't be able to see his reaction -.- Brr... Now I really hope it isn't stuck to the bottom of some carton box filled with their presents. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah, it's been a while since I've done crazy things like these. Glad that this was a good experience, thanks to the earlier enlightenment by lesiaoone *throws lots of hugs and kisses*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So apart from that I have an injured toe which is still leaking secretions now. From blood and watery stuff to now watery stuff of assorted colours. All thanks to my awesome super strong heel of the other leg -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahhh, I miss you already Beast T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-690413695847316110?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/690413695847316110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=690413695847316110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/690413695847316110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/690413695847316110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2010/06/weekend-madness.html' title='Weekend Madness.'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-1089437837045411713</id><published>2010-06-26T11:36:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T11:36:43.023+09:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>On days like these, there is only one person to count on.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is you. *inserts big big heart shape here*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-1089437837045411713?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/1089437837045411713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=1089437837045411713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/1089437837045411713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/1089437837045411713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2010/06/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-2926039402874504292</id><published>2010-06-24T20:10:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T20:32:40.602+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Shinhwa</title><content type='html'>Decided to watch their concert [LIKE FINALLY YES I KNOW HAHAHA!]... if you're wondering which concert is it, it's their 10th Anniversary one. Yessss, I'm SO outdated. But yeah, wanted to leave it for a day that I can really fully, thoroughly enjoy it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so I did, today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Without anyone watching it with me, I switched on the surround system and enjoyed them on the big screen; putting my brain into my best imagination mode to pretend as if I'm really there. I found myself happy yet disappointed because I can't seem to remember their lyrics no more T.T Okay, not all but most of it. Then as usual I get teary. Oh before I on the concert, I was flipping through the photobook and was literally going ^_^ ^_^ ^_^ ._. /______\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But yeah, until when they were in their 3rd outfits... I just bawled. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must be mad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it's probably a syndrome most fans have with their first loves x] But if you haven't got that syndrome, congratulations; you're one of the abnormal ones! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Le sigh, they are probably the only group in the whole wide world and universe that can make me laugh and cry all at the same time. They are so dorky! Totally unrivaled in any sort of way in my heart, mind and soul ;D Don't start comparing groups in my msg corner or comment box thank you very much. You can do all of that nonsense in your head if you're not a fellow Shinhwa fan or a hater. I am not interested in your opinions, this is my blog remember? =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They have really reminded me about what is my goal and I only have that few years to gain what I need to achieve that goal. Hwaiting, Mish! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh Shinhwa, I lab youuuuuuuu~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-2926039402874504292?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/2926039402874504292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=2926039402874504292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/2926039402874504292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/2926039402874504292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2010/06/shinhwa.html' title='Shinhwa'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-4262235989504205829</id><published>2010-06-22T20:28:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T20:33:54.256+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Heh</title><content type='html'>Went for this Excel event on the 20th and le sigh, I'm so moved by what the speakers shared that day. That day has also allowed me to witness and realized that truly, whatever the child does wrong, the blame goes to the parents instead. My mom used to tell me that people won't say that you are so rude, but it'll reflect on your parents. Seriously. When I watched that child starting up all kinds of nonsense and not respecting the event and place itself, I was like really going... omg why is her mom not saying anything? What is her mother teaching her?!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, I'm in no place to say that. Don't have a kid myself yet xP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;21st was registration day = war day. It's like as if there's this big sale going on and you must be smart enough to grab (register) the right subjects at the right time in order for you to gain everything successfully. Once that is done = Suicidal semester. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been a pretty slow start for this week but I'm enjoying it ;] Am attempting to do that drawing thingie that was indirectly diwariskan Mi-chan but it seems like I'm starting to lose touch in it so bleh... Which is bad because I have a few that I need to get done as soon as possible. Kya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a random note, by the 28th June; I'm a senior! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, nothing to celebrate. It just means I'm getting older and my studying life is reaching its end soon. No more safe comfort zone, boo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-4262235989504205829?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/4262235989504205829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=4262235989504205829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/4262235989504205829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/4262235989504205829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2010/06/heh.html' title='Heh'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-3320525055414764696</id><published>2010-06-18T10:45:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T10:48:01.907+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Kachinggg</title><content type='html'>And now it starts to bite.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ugh. Why does everything needs to money to revolve? Can I add more zeros behind my 5 and 10 ringgit[s]? Okay I won't wish that money will drop from the sky because that will never happen but I shall dream of being rich. Hopefully I wouldn't be too disappointed and dead by that time with &lt;i&gt;certain&lt;/i&gt; stuff...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pssh, I'm starting to lack that certain humour I used to have [or used to THINK that I have...]... Wahhh, oh well. Let's hope more blogging will bring back those nonsense xP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-3320525055414764696?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/3320525055414764696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=3320525055414764696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/3320525055414764696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/3320525055414764696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2010/06/kachinggg.html' title='Kachinggg'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-1349600931219393140</id><published>2010-06-17T14:23:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T14:24:45.603+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Boyfriend?</title><content type='html'>Had a talk with the kouhai and I realized I want mine only to fulfill these conditions currently:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. To hug.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. To teman me drive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. To carry the heavy stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So does that conclude that I want a big, hunky (plus super gorgeous handsome) one? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-1349600931219393140?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/1349600931219393140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=1349600931219393140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/1349600931219393140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/1349600931219393140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2010/06/boyfriend.html' title='Boyfriend?'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-101914642074146171</id><published>2010-06-17T14:22:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T14:22:36.609+09:00</updated><title type='text'>A night ;D</title><content type='html'>... of sharing, together-ness and happiness ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-101914642074146171?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/101914642074146171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=101914642074146171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/101914642074146171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/101914642074146171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2010/06/night-d.html' title='A night ;D'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-7695295495931588030</id><published>2010-06-15T20:40:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T20:40:38.443+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Got this from the sifu ;D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:300px; background:white; color:black; padding: 10px;text-align:center; border: 1px solid #333333;"&gt;Your rainbow is shaded&lt;b&gt; green.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background: #806f00"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background: #80c400"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background: #80ee00"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background: #00dd00"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background: #00bb80"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background: #006f80"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background: #556f80"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is says about you: You are an intelligent person. You feel strong ties to nature and your mood changes with its cycles. Those around you admire your fresh outlook and vitality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://spacefem.com/quizzes/rainbow"&gt;Find the colors of your rainbow at spacefem.com.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-7695295495931588030?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/7695295495931588030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=7695295495931588030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/7695295495931588030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/7695295495931588030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2010/06/got-this-from-sifu-d.html' title='Got this from the sifu ;D'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-208330457936699585</id><published>2010-06-15T20:19:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T20:55:02.302+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Day!</title><content type='html'>Went out with the awesome XHL again for our movie date XD Yes, we are like movie kakis you know? Our first movie of the day was Killers. Oh, it had a very modern twist to it. I like how the girl lead (whose name I absolutely cannot remember now but she was in Grey's Anatomy but whatever) stayed true to her character even in the horriblest times. Ashton Kutcher is just... well, gorgeous. Very, very nice. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went for lunch at this ramen shop and omg, they either mixed up Korean and Japanese or the people there like Kpop more. They were playing Suju, SHINee and SS501. Oh wow, all the 'S' people hahaha XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorta helped 'babysit' XHL's cousins which earned me another movie 'The Karate Kid'. I realllyyyy like how the Chinese fighs x] Ah, we have such an awesome legendary history of kungfu. But during this movie, there was this dude beside me that kept going OMG, WTF, What the? -_-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dude, you are seriously SO annoying. Tau tak?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brr... anyway, today was an overall super enjoyable day ;D Thanks XHL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-208330457936699585?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/208330457936699585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=208330457936699585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/208330457936699585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/208330457936699585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2010/06/movie-day.html' title='Movie Day!'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-7212870399521779966</id><published>2010-06-14T21:49:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T21:50:59.652+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Recommendation!</title><content type='html'>C.N. Blue's Bluelove! Go listen ;D Every song rock my socks! ;D I particularly love 'Love', 'Black Flower' and 'Tattoo'. They even recorded a track in English! Anticipate it, because it's the last song. Hurry go listen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-7212870399521779966?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/7212870399521779966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=7212870399521779966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/7212870399521779966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/7212870399521779966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2010/06/recommendation.html' title='Recommendation!'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-9025340871697193742</id><published>2010-06-14T09:26:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T09:28:55.616+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Big beginning!</title><content type='html'>And now I announce to you, Miss Michele Ng DROVE ON HER OWN! Weeee!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, I figured that today was going to be the best day because for one my dad went out early and its the school holidays so yours truly decided to make a dive to it *pats the car*. Thank God, I did it! I reckoned the martian nailz is really right about something, when you feel like you can drive, you really can drive already. Hahahah XD I guess so xP Because that's something I felt earlier. I never knew when to turn, how to turn, turn where when I do parking but omg, I did a damn beautiful parking just now XD I feel so proud of myself!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess the phrase is really true after all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;When you know, you know...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muahahhaha *gleeful*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-9025340871697193742?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/9025340871697193742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=9025340871697193742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/9025340871697193742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/9025340871697193742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2010/06/big-beginning.html' title='Big beginning!'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-50746915701473318</id><published>2010-06-13T20:21:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T20:22:11.714+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to blogging.</title><content type='html'>I decided to go back to blogging ;D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So stay tuned for randomness XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-50746915701473318?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/50746915701473318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=50746915701473318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/50746915701473318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/50746915701473318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2010/06/back-to-blogging.html' title='Back to blogging.'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-4333898292057735905</id><published>2010-06-03T00:43:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T00:43:38.773+09:00</updated><title type='text'>My favourite phrase these days is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;WHAT I WANNA SAY LIAO?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-4333898292057735905?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/4333898292057735905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=4333898292057735905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/4333898292057735905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/4333898292057735905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-favourite-phrase-these-days-is.html' title='My favourite phrase these days is...'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-8970096842879996551</id><published>2010-05-14T19:20:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T19:48:43.847+09:00</updated><title type='text'>MUSIC BANK!</title><content type='html'>Yay! I finally get to watch it on KBS omg. Okay the last time I watched was like bajillion years ago so today I'm extra happy getting to watch it despite the fact that I missed like 40 minutes of it but hey! The best is always the last eh? Big names like gummy, fx, 2PM, Rain, Hyori and thennn *drum rolls*&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SUPER JUNIOR! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*throws confetti*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before I get to the big thing, Fx really shocked me shitless O_O First their hair... It almost gives me the feeling that their stylists ran outta ideas. Is that person crazy or what? Are they trying to be outstanding? Oh dear. If I am their mothers I would be wondering why on earth did I ever let them audition in that company. I don't agree with girls as young as this to be lifting up their shirts O_O Okay the song was weird too but I suppose that's in the norm for the current age Kpop xP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2PM was awesome! But Junsu was on crutches!? What happened?! Oh dear. Poor thing. But I really like the last bit when they won and were singing the encore bit; Nich sang Taek's part and I thought that was really nice XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hyori was sooooo hot! Truly the queen of kpop &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SUPERJUNIOR! Okay apparently Boom Boom was choreographed by the soawesomegorgeous Hyuk. I still didn't quite like his eyeliner but you really can't deny the fact that he's SO BLOODY GOOD LOOKING. Look at those ... abs... arms. Mmm... Goodbye skinny Hyuk, hello superhot Hyuk! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bonamama's front bit of dance was pretty amusing. It truly reminded me of a chicken flapping its arms, but in this case it's hot boys flapping their arms x] Hahahaha XD Have they been inspired by animals considering the fact that Fx has such funny hair too? XP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm I'm wondering if I should do a day-to-day update when I was in Japan. Is anyone interested? Haha XD&lt;/div&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/32233209-8970096842879996551?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/8970096842879996551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=8970096842879996551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/8970096842879996551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/8970096842879996551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2010/05/music-bank.html' title='MUSIC BANK!'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-7025342211428260882</id><published>2010-05-12T21:45:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T21:49:01.378+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Hola.</title><content type='html'>*pG [Kampung Fairy]. aka Jeremy. says (8:42 PM):&lt;br /&gt;the difference between yr ex and the current one..&lt;br /&gt;BIG DIFF LAAAAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh that just made my day hahahhahahaha XD by the way, if you are still lost in the dark who is this ex and current one, it's either I have yet to tell/update you or I just don't really care what you think ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, sorry for the uber long hiatus and no update from Japan. I got really lazy so please head to FB or ask me when you meet me ;D The schedule is open for booking as exams have just ended barely 48 hours ago.  So yeah. Toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-7025342211428260882?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/7025342211428260882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=7025342211428260882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/7025342211428260882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/7025342211428260882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2010/05/hola.html' title='Hola.'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-4547800612075029626</id><published>2010-04-13T20:23:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T20:29:49.884+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoho.</title><content type='html'>One week plus down. Sorry I have been very very lazy in updating because everyday I'm as busy as I'm in uni -.- Homework, assignments, presentations, discussion, interviews, just that now. EVERYTHING is in Japanese. Oh the joy. It's quite stressful at some point though because my group members now have so many years more experience than I do. But oh well, good learning process I suppose (and hope T.T)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note... there are boys to look at harhar. Interesting ones of course XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I really donno what to update because theres just too many things happening and I can't even summarize T.T But yeah, for those who are worried about me and is missing me, I'm doing really great here and I am missing you all lots too ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this post was rather useless apart from letting you guys know that I'm alive hahahahaha XD I think facebook will tell you moar? Because of the pictures of course XD Am upping moar now. Keke.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-4547800612075029626?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/4547800612075029626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=4547800612075029626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/4547800612075029626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/4547800612075029626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2010/04/hoho.html' title='Hoho.'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-6187190392358683191</id><published>2010-04-04T13:08:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T13:17:47.633+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Malaysia, Hello Japan.</title><content type='html'>So here I am finally in this awesome and the place that everyone wants to go - Japan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first two days were really cold and apparently temperatures dropped as low as 8 degrees two nights ago. And that was like the first night for us who just arrived on that morning itself. I changed my airplane seat twice just to sit with Suety LOL. But it was pretty amusing. The air stewardess who is a Japanese herself thought we were Japanese too. Probably because we were so fair kan haha XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the immigration people were really nice. Customs too. All polite and nice. The institute that we are staying now is really good too actually. One person per room with each room equipped with a toilet that has a bathtub. Can you believe it? It feels almost like a hotel actually. Because they have stuff like TV, radio, hot water pot and the canggih thingie to boil, thermos like thingie, hair dryer blah. Damn awesome la. And why I say Ｉｔｓ like a hotel because you know what floor am I staying? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10th floor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So bloody high right? Hoho. The view is realllllyyy awesome too. I know I sound The view is realllllyyy awesome too. I'm being really well fed and sleeping well and treated well. Everything is punctual and polite and nice that this truly feels like a good place to be in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I sound like I:m having realllllyyy awesome too. I know I sound like I:m having so much fun but in reality I:m not feeling much. Probably because I haven:t been to the city since this is a small town  and not much ikemen along with the fact that I don:t feel like I'm in Japan O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I havent actually really found good places to snap　beautiful pictures. On a happier note, I sat the FERRISWHEEL! Weeeee! Such awesome pictures snapped from that ride I tell you. Oh, I'm so going to eat all their random snacks and what not. Bought my first ice cream from a vending machine so yeah, history made hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's all my updates for now I supposed hahaa. Will be back randomly since this self study room has computers for access 24 hours. Just hope classes and shopping don't take up my life. Am going to head out for more shops later! Weee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-6187190392358683191?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/6187190392358683191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=6187190392358683191' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/6187190392358683191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/6187190392358683191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2010/04/goodbye-malaysia-hello-japan.html' title='Goodbye Malaysia, Hello Japan.'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-5558216327059573519</id><published>2010-03-30T12:22:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T12:32:39.726+09:00</updated><title type='text'>2 More Days.</title><content type='html'>FINALLY! The presentation is done! Thank God! And Praise God because we were actually praised for our good BM (like O_O!). She said we were very confident as well hoho. It's facebook what. How can you ever go wrong x] But yes, like finally. It's done. And and, the other huge pain-in-the-ass assignment is done, just waiting to be printed and binded to be handed up tomorrow! Shit down and the sore throat, period and ulcer hits in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note; I have a new gorgeous gorgeous baby! And I'm naming it Hyuk ;D Okay la, it's after someone's full name for reasons you absolutely know why if you know me well enough ;] It's fantabulous and I cannot stop using it ;] Hoho. Am gonna take as many pictures as possible to get/keep as much memories as I can. Hur... Can't believe how fast time flew. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barely 60 hours left and I'll leave the country. Ah... I'm gonna miss everybody. And I really hope my grandmother will be okay. And omg I haven't started packing even. For now I'll need to start a to pack list, to buy list, souvenier list in case I forget anyone and hurt their feelings when I come back for forgetting about them x_x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I've forgotten what I wanted to blog. Oh I'm supposed to be doing my homework harhar! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighs. You know I was thinking that I've started to not want to explain things. There is no point in explaining and no one will listen. Okay so even if they listen, you don't feel they care, so what's the point? Let them think whatever they want of me, I'm sick and tired of explaining my stand because as long as I know what's most important to me and that I'm doing it right; I'm happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-5558216327059573519?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/5558216327059573519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=5558216327059573519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/5558216327059573519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/5558216327059573519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2010/03/2-more-days.html' title='2 More Days.'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-7462716425417268607</id><published>2010-03-25T11:37:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T12:29:48.843+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Deprived.</title><content type='html'>I've been pretty sleep... more like rest deprived this few weeks. I really wanted and intended to just you know, stay home... and do nothing just to relax the brain from overworking or something. But no, that has been denied of me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suju's concert was a stab in the heart; reopening old wounds and creating new ones to start bleeding for particular reasons that I don't think anyone except this family understands. I feel the agonizing ache now. I feel like I've been running away for far too long. I've just been avoiding. All the terms of... jaded and what not. It probably doesn't apply to me. I've probably grown a little; matured a little more because I've seen this side of the world a little more. But actually... the fact doesn't change that I've been running away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I was scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So scared of the heartbreak that ALWAYS comes in the package. The talk with Fel the other night made me rethink and wonder if I really do consider Hyuk more than &lt;em&gt;just&lt;/em&gt; an artiste. As stupid as that sounds, I think I really do like him more than the rest and it's not just as a favourite member or because I liked him long before he debuted but there's just something... extra. Mwahaha sounds like a case of celebrity obsession. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma's condition is going up and down, up and down. Emotionally, I'm drained. Exhausted. We cried so hard one night, and the next night thankfully she's doing okay. Then another night she's not well again. God, please grant me strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another 7 days more before I fly to Japan. I haven't borrowed thick clothes, haven't bought local food to be brought over there, haven't packed the souveniers for the host family, haven't finished my assignments, haven't prepared my presentation, haven't study, haven't this, haven't that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanted to stay at college every night to just savour the last few days of being able to be with certain people I truly cherish but it's being pretty difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, there's a holiday for us on Monday. Let's hope nothing bad pops out of the blue. I really need to sleep and rush the assignments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-7462716425417268607?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/7462716425417268607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=7462716425417268607' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/7462716425417268607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/7462716425417268607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2010/03/deprived.html' title='Deprived.'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-3141756271889463462</id><published>2010-03-18T10:44:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T11:02:06.562+09:00</updated><title type='text'>*Blinks Eyes*</title><content type='html'>One week of (barely) sleeping nights. But so many things have happened along with the piling assignments/presentations/test due to the fact that the last week of the semester before the huge (awesome) break comes and Japan trip happening. Everything has been pushed forward a week. Oh the joy of the university student xP I know I know for you all who have went through this stage is gonna tell me &lt;em&gt;AH BIASALAHHHH~&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuff happened... too personal to be put up here but all I can say is; I am hanging in there; or at least... attempting to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can do it right? Because I'm me ;] and God is with me. He gave me you guys who are reading this who (probably) love and of course be there for me, so thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Barely 2 more weeks to Japan~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-3141756271889463462?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/3141756271889463462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=3141756271889463462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/3141756271889463462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/3141756271889463462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2010/03/blinks-eyes.html' title='*Blinks Eyes*'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-4323072972705032936</id><published>2010-03-10T14:12:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T14:21:29.330+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Sink it.</title><content type='html'>I have no idea why this topic title was chosen but yes it's chosen. Now how do I begin. This week has been a pretty hectic week for me. Am attempting to start my assignment that was given the moment we started the course but as usual; I have no idea how. The thing is; even if I compared my intelligence state of 3 months back then and 3 months later of now; I have still absolutely zero ideas of what this assignments require me to do O_o? Is there something wrong with me or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ze big event is on Thurs. For some odd reason. Okay; not exactly odd since I already felt this quite a while ago. I have no oomph, no drive, no motivation. Initally I thought it was because of a certain something. But no; as time goes by; I realized that it really wasn't because of that certain something since new memories can be created and stored in your heart and head all over again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Event preparations and rehearsals has been going on for a while. Tonight is another rehearsal. Last night's rehearsal was slightly... a turn off. I wouldn't like to mention names or what they have done here but just one thing. Do you mind THINKING what you are saying before spitting it out at everyone's faces. I should understand that you are super stressed out and tired. But isn't everyone else feeling the same way too? Is there no way you could be a little nicer and not embarrass the important people you need to run this event? Sighs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have supposingly passed by a delight God gave me last night. The only thing I can think of is that person. But what am I supposed to do? Talk? Smile? I feel the pressure you know? Many thanks to my big fat pride that I can't seem to bring down. You know the thing is; even saying a failing hi to a NORMAL friend sparks up questions like; &lt;em&gt;why you like that wan? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like how? I only wanted to say hi waaatt. Imagine him la. Apatah lagi -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many plans coming up before the trip to Japan. Hopefully everything will go fine. Hurr...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-4323072972705032936?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/4323072972705032936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=4323072972705032936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/4323072972705032936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/4323072972705032936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2010/03/sink-it.html' title='Sink it.'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-4234694878426551628</id><published>2010-03-04T11:14:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T11:44:15.960+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Rants.</title><content type='html'>I really shouldn't be doing this post about rants and should just appreciate what God has given me although that will be posted anyway under the wrong category. But anyway, yes. To start it off; this comp that I'm currently using now in the comp lab has the most horrible space bar ever. ItmakesmetypelikethisnomatterhowmanybloodytimesIhitthespacebar. So you are wondering how do I get spaces like these eh? Because part of the spacebar works perfectly fine while the other parts are screwed up. Likethis. I guess I'll have to bid goodbye to my thumb after I finish using this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, next. I ABSOLUTELY. I repeat. I CANNOT stand people who do NOT cover their mouth when they cough. Are you freaking stupid or what? Nobody taught you anything about it? Nobody told you that you are spreading the whole place within the range of 100M with the stupid bacteria that nobody wants to catch? For all mankind and especially people within your range; please think of them and not just of yourself -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I found out MAB HAS BEEN POSTPONED! Postponed till when tau? APRIL 5TH! I'M ALREADY LONG GONE LAR. *inserts curse words here* I want to take nice nice pictures T.T No chance to pan leng leng and take pic. I'm sure there'll be so many leng luis also la. And the boys will be definitely looking good ;D Sorreh but I have a thing for boys in suits XDD But looking on the bright side; there's no need to spend moneh on dress and whatever. But... still T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right before last night I sorta felt that I wasn't very happy. Feelings of left out; exhaustion, piling assignments and presentations... etc started to take its toil on me when I wake up every morning witnessing my two roommates indulging in awesome sleep while I have to drag meself up and go for class that starts at 8AM in the morning. But God has been very kind to not add the shit onto my load by giving rain and keeping the weather cooling at the right times, so Praise God! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all these feelings made its way into a discovery that kinda opened my eyes about certain issues that I'll only tell certain people because to me it feels like it's regarding a certain person. So if you know what I am talking about; congratulations. You are one of the certain people ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, NO SANDWICH TODAY! How could this happen? I need such essentials! What am I gonna eat then?! Harrrrrh?! Then there's some idiot who wants to have something but just wouldn't give me the details. How the hell are we supposed to arrange our schedule like that? Like we are supposed to wait for you? You very big ah? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least and thankfully not a big deal; 4 hours of class tomorrow morning that ALSO starts at 8AM. Ah, the worries and rants of a university student. So innocent and naive; so safe from the big bad world of work who steals your precious time that you love spending with your bed/computer and/or TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to go home T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rants over. Celebrated the roommate's birthday on Monday. There's another birthday on Sat. And another next next Mon. Why so many roommates birthday together one? Stress man plan surprises. But the Monday one was pretty successful albeit we didn't manage to make her cry xP Okay that sounded bad. Hahah XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had the first ice-cream date with one of the roommates and managed to see someone just in time. Thank you! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is passing a tad too fast I reckon. Apart from the monstrous climax of A&amp;P [assignments and presentations] before the big finale! [Japan!]; to think about it; I only have like what..? 27 days... Being so busy and all makes time passes even faster. Then the people that you now know will be mostly shifting out and away. And because there's no more college to stay in to meet randomly; you don't get to see them anymore! I don't want it to pass so quickly... But if it isn't I am having a hard time, no? Because happy times goes by the fastest -.- I know I'm supposed to be appreciating and not thinking so much. &lt;em&gt;But you can't help it wan ma...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for my first counselling session yesterday afternoon after the promise to one of the roommate to be the client of her senior. No I do not have a problem. It's high time for you guys who think that seeing a cousellor = having (mental) problems. Throw in emotional problems and it's time for YOU to see a psychiatrist. Yay. But hey, that to-be counsellor was pretty awesome. Me likes her ;] It was just like having another friend; who is totally outside the box and does not know a single friend/family involved in whatever nonsense you're talking about giving you the chance to get to know her opinions and insights ;D Very interesting eh ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear I'm hungry. And I think I'm done. Woo! Long one XD Toodles then ;D Till next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-4234694878426551628?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/4234694878426551628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=4234694878426551628' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/4234694878426551628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/4234694878426551628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2010/03/rants.html' title='Rants.'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-2722791994137646484</id><published>2010-02-25T10:55:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T11:07:05.108+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Ting Tong.</title><content type='html'>So another week has started. Before you are going to read my updates I am going to make an announcement. No I don't have a boyfriend yet; still single and probably available to certain people at certain periods of time. But... I ABSOLUTELY CANNOT STAND IDIOTS WHO DO NOT COVER THEIR MOUTH WHEN THEY COUGH! Like are you &lt;em&gt;farking biadap&lt;/em&gt; or what? Do you not bloody know that you need to COVER your mouth when you cough your shittage of bacteria? I don't really care if you need to export those nonsense out from yourself but please have some sort of DECENCY to not let anyone else around you import that shit -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right anyway, the momma claims I'm wasting money by coming home every random day so I tried to stay in college. To think about it I only have a month and a week or so left so I'm trying to really... you know? Appreciate it. After a month; no more roommates, no more going from room to room talking random nonsense; no more eating in DS and complaining how spicy and weird it taste; no more leng chai to see; no more things to pat (8) about. *Sighs* I'll truly miss this when I'm gone I know for sure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dayao was last night. Pretty good. I really liked two songs which was the vamp one and 'Zhang Bu Da'. I really need to stop listening to people's singing technically. I should focus on myself on how to get out of the old habits and take a further step forward. To one of the participants; I'm sure your parents/family will be proud of you when they saw you last night ;] You truly had that star feel when you performed your song ;] Great job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CC Reunion Dinner tonight! Can't wait for lots of picture taking keh keh keh. And a photo taking session for PKB at 12am. HOW TO GO HOMEEEE?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda feel I'm going through puberty like now -.- I'm getting the pimples I don't get during my secondary years. What is this? The water? The air? The food? What is causing this nonsense on my precious skiiiin?! *goes hysterical*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAB is in another... 2? 3 weeks. Haven't got anything to wear! Need to look for the roommates to do some shopping soon. Or probably will get ze SCB and the cheong K kaki. Lalala. And hopefully look pretteh that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I think I'm done updating. Look out for more... soon. I hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-2722791994137646484?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/2722791994137646484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=2722791994137646484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/2722791994137646484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/2722791994137646484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2010/02/ting-tong.html' title='Ting Tong.'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-1532670850784417763</id><published>2010-02-18T14:41:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T14:45:45.356+09:00</updated><title type='text'>FULL DEDICATION.</title><content type='html'>Out of fury, I am going to fully dedicate this post to 14 Blades because two posts ago it wouldn't allow me. I am going to make sure my opinions are PUBLISHED. IN MY BLOG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donnie Yen is so hot. Wonderful awesome body that you would really want to lick ahh~ Too bad there weren't much kungfu scenes as much as I would've liked it. There were lots of slashing and stabbing though. Brr. Not for the weak-hearted. Okay kidding. It wasn't that bad XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the fans of Wu Chun, be prepared to squeal your hearts out for even someone like me who don't ogle/spazz over that boy actually thought he was pretty good looking in this movie ;] His supposing yeng moments made me laughed instead. It wasn't because of his acting or whatever; it's just that I'm so amused. But yes, he was very good looking in it ;] And I personally think he made a nicer appearance compared to Jay's in True Legend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KATE TSUI. Ohhh. The girl whom I dislike in this industry yet pity her all at the same time for having such an annoying face and annoying voice to play all the annoying characters possible. And truly, she screams like a banshee. Did I mention she was so bloody lucky? Yes. She's so lucky. I'm so jealous. Ahhh~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-1532670850784417763?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/1532670850784417763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=1532670850784417763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/1532670850784417763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/1532670850784417763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2010/02/full-dedication.html' title='FULL DEDICATION.'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-1032623025970534159</id><published>2010-02-18T14:41:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T14:41:37.632+09:00</updated><title type='text'>THIS POST.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;IS DEDICATED TO WHATEVER FUCKED UP SYSTEM WHO ATE MY BLOODY PARAGRAPH IN THE POST ABOUT 14 BLADES TWO FREAKING TIMES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-1032623025970534159?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/1032623025970534159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=1032623025970534159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/1032623025970534159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/1032623025970534159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2010/02/this-post.html' title='THIS POST.'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-5686763598164476848</id><published>2010-02-18T14:23:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T14:47:39.193+09:00</updated><title type='text'>14 Blades.</title><content type='html'>4 blades more than our 10Blades hohoho. *pokes Lina*&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Went to watch that movie yesterday. Ah Donnie Yen, one of my favourite martial arts actor *inserts heart here*&lt;div&gt; *Inserts first two posts here for the screwed-upness*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;[SPOILER ALERT - STOP READING IMMEDIATELY IF YOU HAVE YET TO WATCH THE MOVIE]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT SHE WAS SO FARKING LUCKY! Okay, not just her but Zhao Wei as well. They all got to be hugged by Donnie Yen omfg. But I reckon Kate Tsui was luckier. To have Sammo Hung as her foster/adoptive father and end up dying in Donnie Yen's arms [like literally]. Sooo bloody lucky. Her death was so worth it -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;[SPOILER END]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Man I don't know if I'm sleepy or having tired eyes. Another few more days and it's no more holiday. The holiday that was anticipated all the way since this semester started is going to come an end! Unbelievable how fast time had flown by. Rawr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-5686763598164476848?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/5686763598164476848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=5686763598164476848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/5686763598164476848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/5686763598164476848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2010/02/14-blades.html' title='14 Blades.'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-918344267660964809</id><published>2010-02-11T11:30:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T11:42:35.798+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Supposing update.</title><content type='html'>Oh dear I think the days have passed pretty quickly [albeit exhaustingly] throughout this ten days I went missing. I'm trying to think of the things that has happened and should be posted here in order to update whoever who is reading this ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm lemme see... Did anything significant thing happened? Life has been pretty hectic which I supposed is the same for everyone out there. Been going home every single day and not really wanting to let someone see but ended up still seeing xP Funny how when you wanna see, you don't get to see. When you don't want to see, you see that person everywhere! Gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I realized I'm happier seeing him in glances and glimpses for the seconds seem to be much more pleasing to the eye and heart while hours together breaks my hear sometimes. Sighs this is such a pain in the ass. I don't know what my heart and brain wants. Please teach me how to give it all to God? I really don't want to be driven nuts about this particular dude T.T BEH TAHAN AHHHH! OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I think that pretty much summarizes what has happened throughout this two weeks... hur... This week was pretty fun. Went to watch netball. In that process; waited for the bus for the first time. And that took almost 45 minutes without a single clue which bus went where and where the hell we were supposed to stop. Even when we got the right place we didn't know where to walk. Went the wrong way and had to walk back. By the time we made it; it was already half match down T.T But it was pretty okay harhar. Some things are just worth it when there the people in there that makes it worthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learned how to make flowers from a boy! XD Contributed like half a alphabet in the banner ;D Good enough eh? And took like 99 pictures in the span of a few hours. Oh I just love taking pictures. Unfortunately the downside to that is I'm not in any of it unless I get someone to take it for me boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been frightened by a rat this morning -_-" Been told by the roommate about something that is still scaring me for a while... But have been assured by ze mom. Ah buddies who knows about a certain person, do MSN me for more details for certain things are P&amp;amp;C and not meant to be splattered all over the virtual personal tabloid aka blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll miss you ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-918344267660964809?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/918344267660964809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=918344267660964809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/918344267660964809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/918344267660964809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2010/02/supposing-update.html' title='Supposing update.'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-1911568076858385250</id><published>2010-02-10T18:53:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T18:54:56.427+09:00</updated><title type='text'>10 DAYS.</title><content type='html'>TEN DAYS OF NO BLOGGING.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so hungry now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will be back later... or tomorrow or some other day to update you more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-1911568076858385250?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/1911568076858385250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=1911568076858385250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/1911568076858385250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/1911568076858385250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2010/02/10-days.html' title='10 DAYS.'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-816741357823323696</id><published>2010-02-01T09:54:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T10:06:07.232+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Eternal rest.</title><content type='html'>This hiatus has a reason.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God decided that He loved my aunt more than us and wanted her to come home. And she did. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the past few days my head has been a total blank; a stark sheet of whiteness that had no ending. No thoughts; no nothing. Even when we were asked to do the eulogy I had no idea. But I was surprised the both of us didn't bawl our eyes out during the eulogy xP Despite knowing this wasn't going to be a departure that is forever base on the teachings of my religion; I can't help it with my tears. I don't think I have ever cried so much during the past few days. I don't think I've ever cried and laughed so hard altogether at once before. But it has been a good lesson learnt; a good experience despite everything. So thank you, ah kor. And I love you so, so, so much that I don't think you'll ever know until now. And I'm sorry for not expressing it properly despite the fact that (you said) I can talk very well and should become a lawyer.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The BEC people are here and is going to be here every night until Wednesday night for prayers. They have been a great support and are extremely nice people. Indeed, I am feeling better every day with these prayers. It calms me somewhat. But really; I think this has been the most least pantang-ed funeral ever. Whoever laughs and cries in the funeral parlour; whispers nonsense to the dead and many more things that shouldn't be said here...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I should do the other supposing happy post somewhere down this week; probably after the exam/listening test...&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/32233209-816741357823323696?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/816741357823323696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=816741357823323696' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/816741357823323696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/816741357823323696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2010/02/eternal-rest.html' title='Eternal rest.'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-6809114413106615144</id><published>2010-01-22T23:28:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T23:37:52.618+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Sighs.</title><content type='html'>Should update about whatever that happened on Thurs night but I think I'll leave that for tomorrow. The pimple is becoming horrible. Oh my face~ *devastated*&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had a head-on between the iron and the toes. Poor toes. It feels slightly swollen; making it almost difficult to curve it back in X_X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I thought I had a mad week last week, this week was madder. Back home, it's way madder. Mad, madder, maddest. Does such a word exist? Hur. The mercurial level of patience; flaring of emotional volcanoes; sizzling tempers; demanding wants and orders... Who is going to listen and understand? When one does, who understands that one?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a happier note; there's so much food! Oh the joy~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-6809114413106615144?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/6809114413106615144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=6809114413106615144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/6809114413106615144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/6809114413106615144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2010/01/sighs.html' title='Sighs.'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-1216881772833929367</id><published>2010-01-21T11:11:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T11:34:55.115+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Clouded Mind.</title><content type='html'>I found myself extra excited and totally anticipating the morning as I decided to sleep last night. I was even happier when my roommate added on the fire by asking if I was excited about eating breakfast the next morning. Then I got even more hyper when I suddenly thought of something to tell her in secret. The silliest part was when I couldn't drift off because my mind was on so many things. But I did anyway and when I jumped up at 4.34AM; I realized I had dreamt of something that surprised/shocked the life outta me. Ask me when you see me. It involved two boys and me. From UM, and yes, my college. No, they are not gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was it. I couldn't fall asleep after that anymore hoho. Tossed and turned; heard the random mumblings of another roommate; heard the endless alarm/ringing/sms tone of another roommate; wondered what time the other roommate was going to wake up... Finally I was up at 6.55AM. Harhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was probably so excited because it's just one more day [but lesser] to be able to go home and eat the promised SUBWAY! No not the train of course ;D But it's the uber delicious [big] sandwich ze dad has promised to buyyy~ Awesomeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch the girls' basketball training yesterday evening ;D Saw someone and someone. Makes me wondered if there's something between them. Hmm~ Went off to 1st College after that with some collegemates to watch ze basketball. Sooooo exciting ;D Too bad 9th only lost to Puspita by 2 points. Was hoping there would be extra timeee! Then we could've watched it moaarr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think one of the more significant things that happened yesterday kinda warmed the dead heart. But is it truly a dead heart? Was it even dead from the start? Perhaps it wasn't even dead but just clouded; by another feeling? Another thought? And how warm those words actually were? Or was it all just in the mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self hallucination?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-1216881772833929367?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/1216881772833929367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=1216881772833929367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/1216881772833929367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/1216881772833929367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2010/01/clouded-mind.html' title='Clouded Mind.'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-3321631417761999869</id><published>2010-01-19T11:01:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T11:13:25.242+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Pain in the ______</title><content type='html'>Ass. Not literally because &lt;em&gt;some&lt;/em&gt; people in the class just don't own even a puny brain and little common sense to cover their mouth when they cough. Because &lt;em&gt;some&lt;/em&gt; people refuses to come to class everyday and listen to the lecturer to know what's going on and just conveniently plants herself into a group who has already almost finished the work. How absolutely awesomely convenient~! Splendid! Marvelous! Full marks d. Pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finger. I decided to obediently use the pantry to wash my bottle only to find that the tap was so bloody difficult to turn. I tried, tried, and tried but I failed so I gave up and walked back to the toilet to wash it. When I turned my hand I saw a (big) streak of blood across my middle finger. Assuming it was nothing; I just washed off the blood and went back to my room. UNTIL I FELT THE WOUND OPEN. It freaked me out! Like totally O_O Ze roommate told me to put plaster after I showered. I was about to agree when we saw the gaping wound. AAAAHHH! It's pretty deep. But I think I'm too shocked to know how pain it is xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something. Because there's no where specific. But my towel is latt mou-ing x_x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My left eye keeps twitching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart. Still haven't seen him this week. Lalala~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay la the last line was pretty much not needed but I like ma! Bleh this post is not good. Filled with complains. I should learn how to appreciate more. Stuff like I slept pretty well last night ;D And had a nice talk with someone &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-3321631417761999869?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/3321631417761999869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=3321631417761999869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/3321631417761999869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/3321631417761999869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2010/01/pain-in.html' title='Pain in the ______'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-77255053232932161</id><published>2010-01-16T22:18:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T23:00:49.996+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Korean Party!</title><content type='html'>Went with Natalie and the SCB to this Korean party held at the First Baptist Church. Am really loving how I stun the Koreans with my absolutely limited and long forgotten Korean x] The praise and worship was awesome. The two boys were such amazing vocalists. Too bad I didn't record it T.T Yeah, that was one regret. He really sang so so so damn well! Then the performances were really interesting and amusing. Imagine Taekwondo done with WG's Nobody LOL. Then there was this really inspiring skit. Should have recorded that too xP Ask me someday to tell you what was it about ;D The testimonials almost moved me to tears at some point because I sorta understood bits and pieces of the Korean [it came with a translated version but like the SCB said; there was no feel in the English version]. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ate delicious kimbap and tokpokki with a second round of kimbap x]. After that, with the specially trained over time thick skins, we shamelessly ran around taking pictures with the Koreans we felt were gorgeous XD Tried on the Hanbok and took pictures. Urged Nat on to be less shy and take more pictures with our own special theory XD Inspired by Joshua; we went the second time to the same people to get contacts hee hee~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a damn fun outing and I'm already missing them. Wishing them a safe trip home! Can't wait to see the pictures. And a piece of advice from me; make sure you do the things you want now and not regret it later for not doing it but make sure it doesn't hurt anyone of course ;D&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/32233209-77255053232932161?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/77255053232932161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=77255053232932161' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/77255053232932161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/77255053232932161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2010/01/korean-party.html' title='Korean Party!'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-1082500476114237455</id><published>2010-01-15T15:57:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T16:06:21.809+09:00</updated><title type='text'>I must.</title><content type='html'>I haven't had this sort of tiredness for quite a while already; where not only your body aches but every other element in you. It makes things worse when you are down with a horrible flu during the busiest week ever. Suddenly everything starts crumbling down. God gives me fluctuating surprises that I don't know how to react to them anymore. I should stop assuming and just get to the point and get on with it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week, I try too hard to please everyone. I try to fit every schedule possible. I should learn how to say 'No'. I try to make sure I do and go for the stuff I want so I wouldn't be regretting it later. But I find lesser and lesser time for myself. Not to mention the lack of rest. I feel like the limit is coming upon me pretty soon. Once it finds me I really don't know how long it'll take me to get back on my feet to stand once again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so glad that at least there are at least two people who understands how important certain things are to me even though in general it totally isn't. I'm so thankful for roommates who are probably the only people who know how tired and sick I am though I would prefer to not admit it because I am doing it by choice. I'm the one making the decisions right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I try, to greet everyone with a smile each and every day. I need to have the right mindset and heart.  I need to find time to rest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to drive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-1082500476114237455?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/1082500476114237455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=1082500476114237455' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/1082500476114237455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/1082500476114237455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-must.html' title='I must.'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-4614109221984456282</id><published>2010-01-13T13:44:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T13:50:09.460+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyday.</title><content type='html'>I am blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I suddenly realized there is really nothing much to do online apart from fb and emails when there is no one to talk to you online. But then again, it's also probably most of my fault because I don't like the idea of signing on my MSN in the comp lab. The time is currently 12.46pm and my eyes can barely open. I have another class at 2. Already pulled through 5 hours earlier. I have this one subject this sem that I reckon is worse than Add Maths. First I understand nuts, second I don't know what the subject wants, third; I don't know what I am supposed to do. Everytime the lecturer asks are there any questions; the only thing in my head would be... I don't understand whatever I need to ask because of not understanding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh save me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's basketball competition for boys today! Wee! Am gonna rush over after class and rush back for Excel. Finally a nice good sleep at home. Hopefully the sorethroat would've went away. I mean, the pain has been gone after one day [after 8 biji of ACT xP] but the cough is here. Was a tad worried yesterday because went supper with cc mama and drank this sup daging [that has chilly and lots of pepper XD] but I still managed to keep my voice so today is another round of 8 biji of ACT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to see the basketball game. Was conned by the other twin tower last night. He told us the other colleges were playing basketball [and we could go see to kap zai] but nooo~ when the roommate and I went there; there wasn't a sound... and it was all darrrk. Creepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really talking nonsense now, no? Gah I think I'll nap a bit before going anywhere later. Hopefully this cough goes away by evening. My voice is already wonky enough XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fight-oh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-4614109221984456282?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/4614109221984456282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=4614109221984456282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/4614109221984456282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/4614109221984456282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2010/01/everyday.html' title='Everyday.'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-209301029075201260</id><published>2010-01-12T14:35:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T13:44:50.881+09:00</updated><title type='text'>448 ;D</title><content type='html'>So congrats blog! This is your 448th post ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had lots to say earlier but I can barely remember anything now unfortunately. The usual I suppose. Life so far has been pretty... tough along with the sorethroat that is acting up right now. Bleh I shall attempt to be stronger. Don't like how being sick makes you feel weak and just want to be in someone's care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to be strongerrr. It's gonna be a freaking busy week, but most of it... is what I chose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Mish... FIGHT-OH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: wish I had something better to say to celebrate the 448 post but all I really wanna do now is actually go home and curl under the covers to sleep T.T &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-209301029075201260?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/209301029075201260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=209301029075201260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/209301029075201260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/209301029075201260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2010/01/448-d.html' title='448 ;D'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-312825999276729331</id><published>2010-01-10T21:08:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T21:12:47.703+09:00</updated><title type='text'>JIN</title><content type='html'>No it's not the Akanishi that you and I both know [and I love XD]. It's that medical/historical drama that was out not too long ago. Was introduced to it by a coursemate and was hooked since I started x] It's a very very good drama I reckon; very interesting and it has its fair share of comedic elements due to the confusion of words/things from the modern world in the Edo period [read synopsis for more information xD]&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This upcoming week is gonna be another battle. I really honestly seriously feel God is giving me lots of challenges despite the lack of classes (and credit hours). First I have to face that ex-FIS, now I have to face FIS [yes there's a new one -.-] in my tutorial. It's... amazing, really. But I suppose I could use the line mentioned in JIN; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;God only gave us challenges/trials so that we can overcome them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday is gonna be insanely busy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope there'll be more basketball/pingpong watching to do XD Fight-oh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-312825999276729331?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/312825999276729331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=312825999276729331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/312825999276729331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/312825999276729331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2010/01/jin.html' title='JIN'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-384659242314969928</id><published>2010-01-09T16:01:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T16:04:28.736+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekly update.</title><content type='html'>Been filling the days up with basketball watching and lots of talking with a random insertion of pingpong watching because of YP. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the heart faces another dilemma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll try to do more ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-384659242314969928?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/384659242314969928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=384659242314969928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/384659242314969928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/384659242314969928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2010/01/weekly-update.html' title='Weekly update.'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-8695245140807896580</id><published>2010-01-07T11:08:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T11:09:22.716+09:00</updated><title type='text'>xP</title><content type='html'>I don't know when I or you will ever bother showing that we care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is colder?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-8695245140807896580?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/8695245140807896580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=8695245140807896580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/8695245140807896580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/8695245140807896580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2010/01/xp.html' title='xP'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-7354194377203014522</id><published>2010-01-05T12:25:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T12:29:32.098+09:00</updated><title type='text'>T.T</title><content type='html'>Did I ever tell you that you cloud my mind all the time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't seem to think straight when you're around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you're not, I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-7354194377203014522?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/7354194377203014522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=7354194377203014522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/7354194377203014522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/7354194377203014522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2010/01/tt.html' title='T.T'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-3625707575883533194</id><published>2010-01-02T17:31:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T17:35:34.706+09:00</updated><title type='text'>First post of 2010? XD</title><content type='html'>Anyway I'm here to announce that Pentagonic is officially DONE! Completed with 212 pages and 84 thousand something words. Now how amazing I am? For those who don't know, Pentagonic is my fanfiction ;D If you don't know what is that; it's stories. And yes, I write.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was reading the LYF blog and she sorta inspired me to insert pictures in this blog you know? But for all we know, in a thousand years to come my blog only seem to have a pic or two xP I'm sorry about that hoho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, uni has started for a week already. Only stayed a night in college so far. Haven't seen a certain someone. I kinda miss you, you know? Kinda. Brr... I don't quite like how insecure this feels and all at the same time I feel like I'm shrinking back into this hole of zero faith and loss. Perhaps I should work hard on becoming a better friend instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know I had many more things to say but I seem to be able to express myself lately so I guess... there'll be more posts to come xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-3625707575883533194?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/3625707575883533194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=3625707575883533194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/3625707575883533194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/3625707575883533194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2010/01/first-post-of-2010-xd.html' title='First post of 2010? XD'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-4487685628261771643</id><published>2010-01-01T10:38:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T10:57:33.451+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye 2009, Hello 2010.</title><content type='html'>Was inspired by the sifu to list out what certain thing happened throughout the decade of my life. But pardon my brain if I ter-left out anything for this brain ain't capable in storing much xP&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. 2000. Wow. Just standard 5. The start of being competitive and going crazy over 0.01% of average marks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. 2001. UPSR hoho. Where SKTM got the highest 'A' scorers. I'll never forget that line the &lt;i&gt;new&lt;/i&gt; headmistress said. Please la. おかげさまじゃない！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Secondary years starts in SMKTS. Got uber close with FW &lt;3&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Met my fair share of Kpop stars. The first and foremost was Dongbang hoho [super up close okayyy]. Now that was an awesome memory x] Still have yet to see Shinhwa though x_x They always seem to have something during my BIG exams. [e.g: SPM trials, SPM, STPM mid terms, STPM...]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. As I quote the sifu, the rise and fall of a kingdom. Another rise and fall. But I did learn a lot. Gained quite a lot of common sense and general knowledge that not many people of my age has [which I realized somehow heh heh xP] OF &lt;3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Climbed up the ladder rung by rung in the hierarchy of Green House [puhaha!] Got closer with the Martians; Chanel and Dongers, thanks for always being there. Fell hard for a one sided love. Okay la like. Puppy love okay? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Did F6. Had an fantabulously crazy time with awesome people. Claimed many relationships [husband, affair, mistress, honey, darling, everything, etc]. Curse words became funny words. Gained another damn good friend who married my leg and hand and who listens to my concert and shits. Thank you LYF &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. Exchanged with the SCB our music lifestyles. But am still floating between both along with VK. Giru and SID. Thank you to the sifu for introducing so many awesome bands! Got closer with the roomie with A9 &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. Improved in fics and graphics hoho!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Masuk UM. Scored a super high CGPA [for my own record] and don't know about maintaining it the next few sems. Am crushing on someone I barely know xP My Mandarin/Canto (and Malay probably) has improved a great deal. English (and Korean) going down the drain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10 things for the 10 years. Tadaa~&lt;/div&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/32233209-4487685628261771643?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/4487685628261771643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=4487685628261771643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/4487685628261771643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/4487685628261771643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2010/01/goodbye-2009-hello-2010.html' title='Goodbye 2009, Hello 2010.'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-340124769585913103</id><published>2009-12-29T19:24:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T20:46:11.308+09:00</updated><title type='text'>The Aftermath.</title><content type='html'>Whatever doesn't kill you really does make you stronger.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I. Am. Stronger.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12px; font-style: normal; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 18px; "&gt;凄くハッピーでした。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-340124769585913103?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/340124769585913103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=340124769585913103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/340124769585913103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/340124769585913103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2009/12/aftermath.html' title='The Aftermath.'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-8230307844874562819</id><published>2009-12-28T22:49:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T23:06:22.121+09:00</updated><title type='text'>BECAUSE I MUST DO THIS.</title><content type='html'>Please be warned that this post will consist lots of grammatical errors and profanities thrown in along the way as I express myself. Not to mention that there will be of course lots of disjointed sentences and exaggerated moments. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't like this feeling. I don't like how I'm not being in control of this situation. I don't like how I have to go through that FIS [refer to future post for further explanation]. I don't like how last minute decisions changes things. I don't like how we are all dragged down to this. I don't like how there are more cons compared to pros for this thing that I have to go through. I don't like how challenging it is yet so confusing and vague because NO DETAILS are released to us yet. Like wtf. Along with this shit is that FIS who thinks he knows every thing and can settle and handle every single thing when he obviously can't. Like hello you really think you have so much leadership skills and CAPABILITY to settle it? I tell you honestly and seriously, you have ZERO lor. ZERO FUCKER ZERO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't believe the timetable is still not settled. It makes me feels so annoyed that everything seems to be hanging and not confirmed. I kinda wished and rather that I can go back to the routine of going to class. At least you KNOW there's class for you, and you have ENOUGH credit hours and you are ALLOWED to sit for exams at the end of the sem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know how to cry, I don't know how to rant, I don't know what other profanities or vulgarities I can throw at that particular person to settle things because nothing is getting done. The people here ASSUMES that we are SUPPOSED to know every thing and it's of course our responsibility to get it done and solve the problems that aroused. BUT HELLO HOW THE HELL DO YOU EXPECT US TO SETTLE IT WHEN YOU YANG CLASH ALL OUR TIMETABLES NOW EVEN GIVING US A FRIDAY SCHEDULE? I know I sound like a bloody spoilt brat but I don't fucking care. Dahlah you don't tell us which subs we can take, when we take randomly you say cannot take. WTF? Wanna be all high tech and whatever nonsense, please set your timetable properly first. What is the freaking use of giving us groups to CHOOSE when we obviously have NO CHOICE because every other time clashes with our timetable? Can't you just SET THE BLOODY TIMETABLE FOR US INSTEAD OF MAKING US FIGHT AND REGISTER FOR THE COURSES THAT WE ARE NOT EVEN SURE WE HAVE TO TAKE?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yes, first there is that fucker as class rep. Then theres the horrible timetable that is not set. I can't believe its just the first day of the second sem and I'm complaining so darn much already. God... please give me the strength T.T and grant me patience and determination to do well in my studies and help me IGNORE THAT FUCKING IDIOT IN CLASS so I don't need to hate him so much and not see him too much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-8230307844874562819?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/8230307844874562819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=8230307844874562819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/8230307844874562819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/8230307844874562819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2009/12/because-i-must-do-this.html' title='BECAUSE I MUST DO THIS.'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-6627613750239649187</id><published>2009-12-24T18:40:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T18:41:54.473+09:00</updated><title type='text'>그냥~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Happiness keeps you &lt;b&gt;sweet&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                                                                            &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trials keep you &lt;b&gt;strong&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                                                                       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorrow keeps you &lt;b&gt;human&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                                                                               &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Failure keeps you &lt;b&gt;humble&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                                                                             &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                                                                                               &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Success keeps you &lt;b&gt;glowing&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But only Faith &amp;amp; Attitude keeps you going.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-6627613750239649187?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/6627613750239649187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=6627613750239649187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/6627613750239649187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/6627613750239649187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title='그냥~'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-2790742048763570681</id><published>2009-12-23T15:12:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T15:17:11.167+09:00</updated><title type='text'>xP</title><content type='html'>Must be nice...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To be so gorgeous and all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-2790742048763570681?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/2790742048763570681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=2790742048763570681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/2790742048763570681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/2790742048763570681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2009/12/xp.html' title='xP'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-963025604589497180</id><published>2009-12-20T12:12:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T12:20:34.858+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Sawasdee~</title><content type='html'>Is it spelled that way? Hahaha anyway, I just came back from a 47 hours Thailand trip; Hatyai to be specific. Was such a relaxing trip that we decided that we should do it again sometime soon haha xD We pretty much squeezed in every possible empty slot with manicure/pedicure, massage, shopping and just randomly resting in the hotel XD So yes, it was very very awesome. And my dad is a superman. Who drives at 2AM in the morning all the way from here to there and drive us around then the next day; drives from Thai at 8PM to come back here at 1AM in the morning... *salutes*&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I think the main point of this post is pretty much to inform everyone here who reads my blog that I'm so amused that even Hatyai is now Koreanfied. It's SO Korean-fied that I'm a little freaked out O_O While I was doing my manicure/pedicure; I heard someone blasting Suju's Sorry Sorry somewhere down the road. Then when I went to a shopping mall and my dad was buying shoes, I heard it again and the next song was? 2PM's Again &amp;amp; Again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even when I was walking PASAR MALAM. I heard SHINee's Ring Ding Dong. Walk a little more and I heard FT Island's Barae O_O From some aunty's stall. Of course I heard SNSD's Genie and Wonder Girls' Nobody [remixed by don't know who and it sucked x]] Then yesterday when I was walking in this mall; someone had 2NE1's Fire playing on big screen, SBS perf lagi tu. Hoho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This trip was pretty good. While we were just about to finish shopping in this mall; suddenly there was this band procession. Omg the band master was SOOOO good looking x] *grins gleefully* Oh did I mention that in the same mall; there was a dancexercise competition going on? It involved hip-hop and b-boying. Saw a few pretty good looking boys x] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Very niiice XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-963025604589497180?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/963025604589497180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=963025604589497180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/963025604589497180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/963025604589497180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2009/12/sawasdee.html' title='Sawasdee~'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-7786712063467356586</id><published>2009-12-16T17:03:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T17:04:34.127+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Because we rock ;]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: monospace; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatever you give a woman, she's going to multiply.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you give her sperm, she'll give you a baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you give her a house, she'll give you a home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you give her groceries, she'll give you a meal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you give her a smile, she'll give you her heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She multiplies and enlarges what is given to her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So - if you give her any crap, you will receive a &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;ton&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; of shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-7786712063467356586?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/7786712063467356586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=7786712063467356586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/7786712063467356586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/7786712063467356586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2009/12/because-we-rock.html' title='Because we rock ;]'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-3521012670454150025</id><published>2009-12-11T10:23:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T10:27:44.157+09:00</updated><title type='text'>;D</title><content type='html'>The day started pretty bad yesterday. Little things that a friend did easily annoyed and pissed me off. But the roomie and A9 made it a little better. When I decided to hibernate with Shinhwa, that was the best decision x] Just one part of the first disc was enough to bring the sides of my lips up and relax. I even had the mood to bring the monster out for a walk after that XD See how awesome Shinhwa is? They really never ever fail to make me smile ;D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The night ended pretty well too. Celebrated the son's birthday. Somehow or rather I really enjoyed that outing. First, it's probably because the people who went were all my favourite people ;D Then it was super amusing to bully the son xD It was a good hair day too! Now how awesome is that? xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Came home around 1AM this morning. Woke up at 6AM to go for a morning walk hoho. Am having class later. Then will be going to ze grandma's place to accompany her (and play with the new dog XD)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wee~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I'm sad my ex-affair/daughter-in-law is going back tomorrow T_T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and of course; HAPPY BIRTHDAY TATTY ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-3521012670454150025?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/3521012670454150025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=3521012670454150025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/3521012670454150025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/3521012670454150025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2009/12/d.html' title=';D'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-1981093737796391391</id><published>2009-12-08T09:07:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T09:10:53.645+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Running out...</title><content type='html'>OF UPDATES.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, sat for the proficiency test on Sun. Wasn't too bad. It was quite amusing actually with the invigilator speaking weird English; mixing up his 'R' and 'L' and past tense. Please be reminded that you have writed down your [insert details here] on the test bullet (I only found out it was BOOKLET after the second exam - thanks to my toilet buddy xD) Everyone else was in the other hall except the both of us! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had an uber free day yesterday ;D Kinda missed doing nothing but waste time. Haven't been doing that for a while you see XD Talked to my favourite people; caught up with fandom, made graphics, is attempting to write fic... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, will be going out with the genius wife to cheong K ;D Need to grab the ex affair too someday hur... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-1981093737796391391?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/1981093737796391391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=1981093737796391391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/1981093737796391391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/1981093737796391391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2009/12/running-out.html' title='Running out...'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-66743720415603357</id><published>2009-12-04T16:59:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T17:03:15.182+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoho</title><content type='html'>Happy belated birthday Lin! Happy belated birthday Sherri! Happy belated birthday Sungie oppa! Happy belated birthday ah zai XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my sem break will truly start on the 7th of December instead since everyday I've been pretty busy and yeah. My own schedule has slots for my parents and yeah. Helped out at ze dad's warehouse sale and this coming week is gonna be my mom's kindy's concert. Tonight will be going to help out with the deco hoho. Oh went back uni yesterday with the SCB to collect our results and yay, am quite happy with it. Now I have the same worries as my SCB... how on earth to maintain the results gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am so madly in love with giru's crying rain and a9's kiss twice kiss me deadly. Last night the coordi introduced DaizyStripper and omgah. Brilliant Days is sooooo awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I reckon I have nothing to talk anymore. Wish me luck for sun! I'm taking the proficiency test for Japanese Language ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-66743720415603357?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/66743720415603357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=66743720415603357' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/66743720415603357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/66743720415603357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2009/12/hoho.html' title='Hoho'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-4156052011448573450</id><published>2009-11-26T10:40:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T10:42:22.148+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Hur...</title><content type='html'>You know how when you are SUPER busy and you want to do EVERYTHING. Ideas just pops into your head demanding you to write or ps although your eyes and brain can barely open and function.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that I am DAMN free, I find zero ideas in my head regardless of whether for the fic or graphic xP What is thisss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I missed talking to someone online. But I reckon she's having issues on her own right now... Hopefully we'll meet again soon xP &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-4156052011448573450?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/4156052011448573450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=4156052011448573450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/4156052011448573450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/4156052011448573450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2009/11/hur.html' title='Hur...'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-8885666612810958947</id><published>2009-11-25T11:19:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T11:39:49.949+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates x]</title><content type='html'>Random bit before I start updating, DNT's single is GOOD! Especially track2; 내가 죽어도 &lt;3&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah, the last time I updated was Nov19th eh. Let's see what happened. So there was a K session with the son and the brother then when we watched 2012, the son's gay partner joined us XD Imagine watching such an emotional show with 3 boys. I was almost shy to be bawling my eyes out @_@ But I did anyway; being such an emotional person as I am XD Fri morning, there was a dimsum session with the usual people plus the LG and the son's gay partner's wife (the man) XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Donation drive was on Sat and Sun. Left the house at 6AM and went to TTDI's market. I am so so so surprised because this lady just chucked RM50 O_O Just when I thought that was crazy, there was this other lady going SO? SO? SO? SO YOU NEED FUNDS? OK. I GIVE YOU. and suddenly she chucks me a clump of notes and just walked off. When I opened the folded notes, I saw 2 pieces of RM1 AND... *drum rolls* a piece of RM50. But my fellow teammate was even luckier despite all the scolding and what not he got. This lady actually gave him RM200 O_O and even paid for our lunch after that when we accidentally met her. Like wow. WOW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the donation drive, the coordi fetched me and off we went to Jess' house for the long awaited DVD session! Omg it was so fun. All the food was so damn good too. Watching A9 really makes me so happy xD After Shinhwa I think they are going to be like the second fav all rounder artiste that I love. Hurr. Many many thanks to Jessroomie! And Tora kitty seems to be exceptionally in love with me that day LOL. Like what ze coordi and roomie said, Tora loves Mish HAHAA XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Missed the Mnet live telecast on channel V T.T Had to go to this dinner Yuk Chai school had. Brr. Was so bored, restless and bitchy until I could finally go home at 11PM. By the time this lady slept it was already almost 12AM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Donation drive again on Sunday morning. Kinda stressed and worried because my achievement on Sat was so damn good and it was the English community. Besides, to me it's like I have already achieved the supposing target [RM150 a day, RM300 per person because everyone has to go twice and I've already achieved RM400] And Sun's was in Imbi which gave me an impression that it was a Chinese community XD But anyway, kept asking God to help me and give me nice people and lemme say the correct things because the people there were bad-er than the ones at TTDI xP But then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tadaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This lady was quite ferocious but when she dug her pocket, she plopped RM50 onto my paper. LOL. My senior was like, you really have that 50 dollars face XD Then when the both of us walked together to look for people to donate, he didn't dare to ask this lady so I went to ask. And we both saw her expression both of us were like UH-OH... because she was so scary O_O But then, suddenly her face broke into a smile and she gave me RM50 MUAHAHAHA. Thank you God, mama and papa for giving me the RM50 face XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before the donation drive ended, I had to leave to rush to ze grandma's bday lunch which was at Dorsett. So from Imbi, walked past Times Square, Sg Wang, Lot 10, Pavilion, JW Marriot, Ritz Carlton and finally Dorsett. Had an hour of something with lunch. Then walked to Prince Hotel with Xanne for the Excel talk. Walked back to Dorsett for the final bit of lunch after the talk ended. And omg when we left Dorsett I nearly fainted because I saw Times Square like right in front of me. Apparently I had made this super big round. Bleh. But lesson learnt!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to church then after mass ended, went to uncle's house to take something. By the time we came back it was about 8PM+? After I showered I immediately collapsed onto the bed and died for the next 11 hours HAHAH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went out with Fio and gang on Monday. Took lots of pics. It's up on Mi-chan's fb ;] Right after that went to papa's ofc to help a bit. Did the same for yesterday and there's aching eyes, fingers and parts of the body for souvenirs xP Man I need some time to rest and breathe and STUDY for JLPT! Gah. Everybody's schedule in mine. *takes a deep breath*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it's kinda fun ;x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-8885666612810958947?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/8885666612810958947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=8885666612810958947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/8885666612810958947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/8885666612810958947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2009/11/updates-x.html' title='Updates x]'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-2785958252682233397</id><published>2009-11-19T09:23:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T09:30:49.904+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Laugh!</title><content type='html'>Joined the boys for a cake-buying outing yesterday and the celebration of my ex affair's birthday yesterday. Had lots of fun, really despite the super lateness XD Came home around 2AM... But I have a few things that my brother had made me laughed so hard about that I desperately need, must, have to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Round 1&lt;/b&gt; [after the cake buying, some idiot car blocked our way in front and went really slow xP]&lt;br /&gt;son #1 [at backseat] : WHY YOU NEVER TAILGATE HIM?!&lt;br /&gt;son #2 [driving] : whaaat?&lt;br /&gt;brother : oh. im sun lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Round 2&lt;/b&gt; [we were going up the hill and the view of KL was so awesome XD]&lt;br /&gt;joel : REALLY! the dinosaur is eating up twin tower! AAAHMM.&lt;br /&gt;brother : joel? it's time to take your medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Round 3&lt;/b&gt; [the cat(s) sat in between the brother and son #1]&lt;br /&gt;brother : *takes knife from plate of fish&amp;amp;chips and points it at cat* TA KIP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Round 4&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask me to act it out for you xP It was regarding the cat xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually all 4 rounds would be funnier if I did them for you to see, so if you do see me, lemme know if you want to see it heeh heeh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We actually had dinner at 10? Omg. By the time we left the place it was already 1130PM. Crashed at one of the son's gay partners' house for about 2 hours. His house was so nice! Okay la I sakai. But really nice! Very unique ;] Decided that tomorrow's plans would be K-ing and movie ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay more plans coming up, looks like I seriously work better under the lack of time and slight pressure LOL. A very hectic upcoming week! Hwaitinggg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;You've been hit by~ You've been struck by~ A PURPLE PILLOW!&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/32233209-2785958252682233397?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/2785958252682233397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=2785958252682233397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/2785958252682233397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/2785958252682233397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2009/11/laugh.html' title='Laugh!'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-2425707280123252914</id><published>2009-11-09T23:18:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T23:32:46.581+09:00</updated><title type='text'>SHINee.</title><content type='html'>Yes random I know XD But I'm left with just one paper and just like my SCB I possess this special skill to pretend that I'm from the other courses; take for example - French [who had finished their paper today!] Anyway, was watching a random vid I downloaded and can't help but comment a bit because it amuses me that way.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;YeSung featured in SHINee's Ring Ding Dong perf. It was pretty amusing really. YeSung looks so matured compared to the (little) boys; and his vocals was sooo R&amp;amp;B &lt;3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is this? The fluctuation of the virus in the pants boy's fans? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Harrrrh? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This nuna here really craves and anticipates how hot TaeMin will become but I guess I'll just have to wait for a little while longer until the coordi nunas decide to let my upcoming gorgeous dongsaeng shine properly without a single flaw on the surface X_X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-2425707280123252914?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/2425707280123252914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=2425707280123252914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/2425707280123252914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/2425707280123252914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2009/11/shinee.html' title='SHINee.'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-8331175066690001765</id><published>2009-11-09T15:13:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T15:20:46.189+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Nightmare...</title><content type='html'>HAS COME ALIVEEE!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dude. I never thought it would happen to me but hey, it did! Almost 400 contacts gone from MSN with just one simple line : You have no contacts in this list.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then WHAM, my whole contact list in my hotmail is gone too. Lalala~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So people, please add me on MSN again T.T &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-8331175066690001765?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/8331175066690001765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=8331175066690001765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/8331175066690001765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/8331175066690001765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2009/11/nightmare.html' title='Nightmare...'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-1984507740303490486</id><published>2009-11-08T21:24:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T21:28:16.684+09:00</updated><title type='text'>In the Midst.</title><content type='html'>of exams...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 down, 2 to go; in another 2 weeks. Yes it's one exam a week. HOW SUCKY IS THAT?! And there's not even much to study -_-" Makes you even more frustrated because no matter how much you study you'll forever feel that you're not studying enough because you're having SO much time. Ugh. Then it's the donation drive xP Hopefully there'll be nice people there to work with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been feeling pretty flat, tired, restless lately. I guess it's the coping of studying, exams, eating out and socializing when ze cousin and family was here. But hur... maybe there's more to it but my fried-dry brain is only capable of thinking up of this few reasons. Watching dramas which used to be my favourite past time is now unable to cure my sien/tired/negative emotions blah. Perhaps I'm not watching the right one -_-" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And suddenly folding clothes has become the best way to calm myself down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must be going cuckoo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-1984507740303490486?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/1984507740303490486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=1984507740303490486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/1984507740303490486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/1984507740303490486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2009/11/in-midst.html' title='In the Midst.'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-2105775928041008341</id><published>2009-11-06T10:38:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T10:43:12.105+09:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Down.</title><content type='html'>2 to go. Which is in the span of... 2 weeks? Bleh. One exam a week X_X&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been starting to write fics again xP The cousin has left. The house is rather quiet these days; along with the weather becoming all nonsensical. Bleh, I realized I have nothing much to write but man, I was soooooo damn happy yesterday when I saw somebody puhaha. It was like totally unexpected? Bwa. God you really gave me such an awesome surprise to start the day AND exam XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happeh happeh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess thats about it xP Looking forward to the end of exams so that plans of K-ing, shopping, bak kut teh-ing, reunions all can run smoothly =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-2105775928041008341?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/2105775928041008341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=2105775928041008341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/2105775928041008341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/2105775928041008341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2009/11/3-down.html' title='3 Down.'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-7785092445670813264</id><published>2009-10-31T09:42:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T10:17:43.590+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-Exam.</title><content type='html'>Ah so if you've been wondering why I haven't been updating it's because I've been (attempting) to study hard/smart for my upcoming exams which is just... barely 2 days away XD And I'm even going for the Terry Fox run with Faye and Su San (and maybe more people in case you who are reading this is interested XD) on Sunday! See we semangat people. Exam the next day also go, so all the more you all should go! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, yesterday ze roommate sms-ed me telling me that the penyelia/ofc people charged me for 20 bucks for not registering my charger and laptop. HARH. I don't bring my charger to uni. I charge it at home and use it for five days before coming back home to charge it again. Unless the batt dies on me in uni and I HAVE to charge it by borrowing it from my friends. Hell, I've only charged the phone like thrice in uni =.= But okay if they demand I pay for the electricity I'm okay. But laptop? I don't even OWN one O_O Apparently the penyelia thinks every single person owns a charger and laptop. Bleh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Going to settle it on Monday. Bleh. All the best to those who are sitting for their exams! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-7785092445670813264?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/7785092445670813264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=7785092445670813264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/7785092445670813264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/7785092445670813264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2009/10/pre-exam.html' title='Pre-Exam.'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-3704101878738241911</id><published>2009-10-25T19:18:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T19:21:58.415+09:00</updated><title type='text'>One of the moments.</title><content type='html'>Did something crazy for my standard today; to wake up at 430AM to climb a mountain xD I did it by the way =)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been feeling a tad flat out lately. Battery konked I reckon. Lost the mood to actually come online to chat except to a few people. Psst to one special one; thank you for being there yeh? For not making my problems seem small and nothing compared to you. To another special one for being so worried for me about my stomach problems and knowing how painful it was; it really meant something to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hopefully I'll pick up spirit soon and move forward full force to battle the force of exams! Whoosh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-3704101878738241911?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/3704101878738241911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=3704101878738241911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/3704101878738241911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/3704101878738241911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2009/10/one-of-moments.html' title='One of the moments.'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-7424817095759190847</id><published>2009-10-22T10:20:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T10:31:02.855+09:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Time to wake up now, and remember that you are a being of immense power and breathtaking beauty created in the image of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Week 14. The final week of this sem; where tests, orals, presentations awaits you. But I've completed most of them and I am even going to have a class canceled because there's nothing left to teach nor do. But farewell to that particular lecturer since she's retiring with us as her last class x] Thanks for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg, this morning's class almost drove me nuts again. It really makes me realize what a stark contrast the students can be with different sort of teachers. Like in our case, we were sorta and literally trained to almost perfection? Okay that was an exaggeration but like seriously. Students in this class talks to themselves X_X With the volume they are using, I don't think the person beside them could even hear them _ _" and the teacher, can you just tell us the right answer and discuss it instead of letting us discuss it among ourselves and start contradicting yourself? Brr... Thank goodness it's the last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last class of Yanagisawa sensei this sem... gonna miss the little man. He's too nice for his own good I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, I'll be going home in about two hours plus time. Last 3 hours of class tomorrow. Last week's English presentation had been pretty good. Imagine talking about your favourite topic for 5-10 mins. Jpop and Jrock. Muahahha. I got a pretty nice mark but was quite disappointed with something else. Oh wells... I guess the lecturer's and my own expectation caused that ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, I can't wait to go home and watch my dramas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh speaking of which, I have this funny sickness now. Okay I don't even know if it's a sickness but it all started on Monday? Where I suddenly had this funny pain in my abdomen. And it started hurting so badly that I could barely stand. At first I thought it was some diarrhea crap but when it continued hurting until 2AM in the morning, I crawled up to take some meds; I suddenly felt like puking. When I decided to puke, I wanted to poop. And I ended up pooping watery poop. Then from then on, I pooped everything I ate. Like instantly, and watery. Lau sai just to make it short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the doc on Tues night because on Tues morning my gum bled and my roommate scared me. The experience was quite bad but it was also sorta nice because it's revealed that soooo many people cared &lt;3 Thanks everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh back to the doc, ze blur dad and I did not hear/listen to the doc so I have no idea what happened to me. The only two words I caught was something about pressure and intestines. Brr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a pretty nice day too. My leng chai still looked as gorgeous &lt;3 Felt that his friends sorta knows about me liking him. And also have a feeling my leng chai is dating already. As long as the boy is happy eh? And at night, was so surprised when my cc family celebrated my long past birthday! Omgah, I was so touched, and happy because it was totally unexpected! Thank you papa and mama! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now... time for a 2 hour class and... HOMEEE!&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/32233209-7424817095759190847?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/7424817095759190847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=7424817095759190847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/7424817095759190847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/7424817095759190847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2009/10/3.html' title='&lt;3'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-2534487802181492571</id><published>2009-10-20T10:22:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T10:23:48.865+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Aches.</title><content type='html'>Stomachache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nose ache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gums ache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eyes ache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart ache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brain dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall just look forward to the upcoming hols (study week) and the time at home &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-2534487802181492571?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/2534487802181492571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=2534487802181492571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/2534487802181492571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/2534487802181492571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2009/10/aches.html' title='Aches.'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-1309378052671852338</id><published>2009-10-13T10:43:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T10:48:09.923+09:00</updated><title type='text'>I.O.</title><content type='html'>Information overload?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes and no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should probably just keep moving forward so that I have no regrets in future &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to congratulate my mama for getting 3rd place in AFC &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally went to ze pasar malam from uni yesterday XD Initially planned to do some work yesterday night since we are doing some revision today but hur, after pasar malam it was a nice long talk with the mama. I can't believe we could actually talked till... almost 2? Haha, thanks alot dearies &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anticipating and counting down to the hours that I'm going home later x] Once I'm home I'll need to start to confirm and settle with my presentation's visual aids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just found out yesterday apparently I am going to have like, two orals? One of them is a conversation with a friend [picked by drawing lots - luckily I got my smoking partner &lt;3] And another is a freaking speech! Thank goodness the speech is next week, gives me some time to prepare. Sat for a test yesterday as well. The last two weeks of the sem is really... @_@ ne? But kinda exciting too LOL.  Considering the fact that I believe in playing and studying hard. Muahhaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-1309378052671852338?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/1309378052671852338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=1309378052671852338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/1309378052671852338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/1309378052671852338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2009/10/io.html' title='I.O.'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-8188204998709659651</id><published>2009-10-12T14:38:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T14:46:27.655+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates.</title><content type='html'>Hmm. So when did I last updated? 6 days ago. So many things has happened. Let's see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The K session happened and went back to uni about... 10? And missed the mama's perf T.T But anyway, enjoyed a damn long talk between three rooms of people on Thursday night. Friday was PTB's postparty. A tad flat at the beginning and I'm sad because I missed the performance and slideshow and award giving bit. Apparently our biro got the best biro? Yay for TTK &lt;3 But after that was okay; walked around UM with Jwen and CF as our lead xD Took lots of pics, look them up on FB kay? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first bakal PM meeting was on Friday and throughout the weekend I've kinda lost the interest in it so I'll probably drop out of it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat was Nov's wedding. Congratulations to the happy couple! Am glad this big group finally got to meet once again and as usual, there's LOTS of picture taking keke. Enjoyed it very muchie. Mi-chan said I'm looking prettier lately in pictures so I'm extra happy kekeke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekend's over, and here we go again. Tests, orals, speech/presentation? It's ALLLL this week @_@ Lord, give me the courage to pull this through &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am already anticipating the weekend although the week has barely started LOL. But if all goes well, I'll be able to study well and play hard all at the same time XD Like for example; there's pasar malam on Monday, Tues I'll be going home~, Wednesday is the SCB's PTCC ; must go and support support! Thurs... I need to look for kaki to teman me go watch the Yao Lan Shou thingie. Presentation is on Friday. Another anticipation. I can't wait to show off the gorgeousness of the boys/guys x] Yay~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class soon~ There's a conversation to write and probably a test and a speech to prepare. Oh boyyy~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-8188204998709659651?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/8188204998709659651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=8188204998709659651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/8188204998709659651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/8188204998709659651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2009/10/updates.html' title='Updates.'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-3912100407275453519</id><published>2009-10-06T10:39:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T10:41:47.354+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Random.</title><content type='html'>Because I am too free for now and I'm anticipating the fact that I'm going home tonight for a slice of choc cakey keke. I have some weird feeling that the someone might be going tonight but gah, whatever. Hopefully we'll meet in some other ways XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, yesterday's announcement has just made me realized now my Friday is even more packed. Even before I can fully enjoy the Martian's bday party, I have to come back to college for the bakal PM meeting -.- Hur... Hwaiting ne?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to get home to watch TaeHwa's MV (informed by ze Fel) AND of course A9 goodies that the beloved Jessroomie has sent weee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-3912100407275453519?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/3912100407275453519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=3912100407275453519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/3912100407275453519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/3912100407275453519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2009/10/random.html' title='Random.'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-2733086045503159637</id><published>2009-10-05T10:39:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T10:45:16.570+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Week 12.</title><content type='html'>Back to uni, am deciding to head home for a slice of chocolate cake on Tuesday night though keke. Last week had been pretty good. The Lord gave me some pretty awesome moments that I had enjoyed blabbering to my close friends keke. This week is probably going to be the easiest week compared to any other week of this month considering the fact that exams are just barely a month away x] Need to start studying soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully the plan for K will go on this Wednesday, hmm. Then it'll probably be my first time of singing K for so many hours XD I reckon I'm typing up nonsense yeh? But I have approximately 19 minutes before my first class of the week starts so here I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent ze mooncake festival by raya-ing at the sifu's house keke. Had a meet up yesterday too. Despite seeing the same group of people; we still managed to get high on nothing and take so many pictures XD Man lately I'm so into picture taking... brr. Then during dinner it was the mom's colleague's wedding dinner. Congratulations to the newly married couple! Everyone seems to like my top very much keke, thanks Xanne!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is ze awesome mom, grandma, Xin Hui and Chi Sin birthday so happy birthday to the awesome people~ Lots of love, now it's time to breeze through this week and anticipate going home this weekend although there'll be lots of plans this coming weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chanel's bday party on Fri night, PTB's post party/games/bbq in the morning and night, Nov's wedding lunch in the afternoon... hur... Need to look for time to complete ze presentation slides before Week 13. Hwaitinggg~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-2733086045503159637?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/2733086045503159637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=2733086045503159637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/2733086045503159637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/2733086045503159637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2009/10/week-12.html' title='Week 12.'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-8345763486509817091</id><published>2009-09-30T14:41:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T14:52:10.335+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy week.</title><content type='html'>Seems like as we near the ending of one semester; everything starts to pile up and life starts to become busy. With activities and outings still as normal; your work/assignment just starts piling up lalala~ I really am not procrastinating but it's just that holidays are meant to be enjoyed and assignments are meant to be fitted into your schedule accordingly as long as you can finish it by the due date, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has been a pretty hectic and sorta worrying week but I refuse to worry x] This week, thanks to CG; I've been reminded to not rely on my own strength but allow the almighty one to help. If it wasn't for this thought I probably would've burnt out at some point. Monday was my birthday but I'm pretending that it's on a Friday since Mon was six hours of class and I had an exam on Tuesday. Ugh. There's a presentation on Wednesday and an essay to write on Thursday. Sounds so little but it's more than usual that's why I am fretting. Keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to keep myself away from someone and not venture too far for I am too in love with being in control. Not keeping my distance will only make me lose control and I'll go insane. So yes, Mish must be in control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half a week gone. FIGHT-OH! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for tutorial.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-8345763486509817091?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/8345763486509817091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=8345763486509817091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/8345763486509817091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/8345763486509817091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2009/09/busy-week.html' title='Busy week.'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-4426912805290199024</id><published>2009-09-28T09:28:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T16:11:26.859+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to Me~</title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;Because I must reserve this post for this Friday XD There are SOOOOOOOO many thank yous to be done &lt;3&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This birthday had been pretty awesome despite the lack of celebrations and cake but hey, I felt sooooooo much love. Thank you so much to those who remembered and wished me T.T &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mama and papa for bringing me into this world keke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you Suet Yin for the earliest birthday present XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you my martian friend for the outing and present! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you Xanne, Teacher Sun Lee for the awesome awesome top, shoes and bag &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shu, Moon-chan, Dydy for coming over to the house; giving the bento and CD and cookies! T.T So much love &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you Jia Min for the MSN msg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you to Sie Khing, You Xin and Han Xin for the present and card and dinner!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you sensei for the card!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you to all those who wished me face to face (sorry if I left out anyone @_@); SK, HX, coursemates, Xi Voon, Selina, CS, Kek, Kelefeh, Abbie, CH, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you to SCB, Jordan and ah Watt for calling!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you SCB for the present!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SMSes: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kay Tze&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Siew Sia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sie Khing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You Xin &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Han Xin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pei Yin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Papa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pea Pea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ploo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kenneth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jia Ying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beebee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Twinnie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jordan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poh Yee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tracy sista&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cousin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Martian&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kar Wei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yin Peng&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alysha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SCB&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ang Yee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jenny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Teacher Serena&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ju Beng&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hooi Yin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CC Papa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fiona W&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mi-chan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rfa hyunnie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Farm Didi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From FB : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weesa Unni&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sue Anne&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Angela&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Farah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;JinSean&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SL Lover&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yinghui&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yan Xing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hui Shan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kik Soon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kevin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heng Ji&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MYC&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wen Peng&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Charlene&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yan Ken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eng Eu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Twinnie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wei Wen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Andrew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jennifer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mel GF&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abang Bob&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poh Ling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dongdong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ming Han&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cassy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shushu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sin Kuan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tshek Zen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jess&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vignesh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;King Fong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lame Partner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mimi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lisa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mama&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Penny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kong Meng&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suet Yin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SCB&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jwen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Karhui&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kevin (Lim)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Issac&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Simone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eswhy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Selina&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lina&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kelli&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yee En&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soon Yi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yong Hui&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Teo Soon Ching&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Siew Sia jimui&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Patrick&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wai Yin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Li Yan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kek Jern&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Calvin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MNG&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chew Sian&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chai Shiah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cai Ling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jessica (Yong)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ili&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mi-chan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chri&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Xin Dee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fio T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nov&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sophia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you to all who remembered, sms-ed, posted in FB, on MSN, wish face to face, sing song, give present, etc! I'm sorry if I had forgotten any of you! &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woot. Super long post. See how much loveee? XD If you think I'm showing off, YES I AM SHOWING OFF. Who wouldn't when one is receiving so much love from so many people eh? x] Hmph~ But hey, this is one damn good memory to look back upon =D&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/32233209-4426912805290199024?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/4426912805290199024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=4426912805290199024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/4426912805290199024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/4426912805290199024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday to Me~'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-4577951108628109211</id><published>2009-09-24T09:33:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T09:33:33.446+09:00</updated><title type='text'>-_-"</title><content type='html'>STOP INVADING MY DREAMS!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Argh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't want sleepless nights! T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-4577951108628109211?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/4577951108628109211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=4577951108628109211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/4577951108628109211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/4577951108628109211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title='-_-&quot;'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-2602593333007731712</id><published>2009-09-22T00:16:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T00:19:07.209+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Hols.</title><content type='html'>First of all, happy (belated) birthday to my beloved SCB &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next is the awesome holiday that has just recently started xD Had my first birthday celebration today. Thank you for the surprise makan gang (&amp;amp;KT) &lt;3 Had an awesome time just talking nonsense and bitching about the next table xD My, my, my. We even probably saw a local celebrity no? Pretty good looking. But he probably thinks the long haired ladies are scary and the short haired ladies were gay, hahahah xD Pictures will be uploaded and sent to all no worries~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I was telling LY, if you were to wait for me to upload them onto FB, wait another lifetime xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-2602593333007731712?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/2602593333007731712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=2602593333007731712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/2602593333007731712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/2602593333007731712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2009/09/hols.html' title='Hols.'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-7849470391216507326</id><published>2009-09-18T22:47:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T22:48:01.254+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Lin Rocks &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I look good too and MORE THAN THAT I got awesome talents that those emptyheaded girls dont have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah they're prettier than me, but it doesnt mean I'm not pretty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-7849470391216507326?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/7849470391216507326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=7849470391216507326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/7849470391216507326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/7849470391216507326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2009/09/lin-rocks-3.html' title='Lin Rocks &lt;3'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-2374194998284563807</id><published>2009-09-18T21:52:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T22:03:25.507+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Music Bank!</title><content type='html'>After ze dad made me went downstairs to watch Music Bank [while eating the final day of Ramadan goodies]; I realized how bloody outdated I am despite keeping myself updated with their releases. Heh. The lack of time disallows me from listening to everything you see XD I am after all; a collector. Lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I started watching from the collab group? I've forgotten what are they called but I know there's me roomie's guy in there hahaha XD Ze platinum blonde. *winks winks* Tei came out after that. And wow; I realized I really missed a lot. He's after all one of the final few worth watching _ _" TaeWoo came along and ah, there is really nothing else you can say no? A true pioneer &lt;3 I love it how all his dancers are shorter than him PUHAHA! And it was very creative to use all those roller chairs keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed Baek JiYoung [feat. Taekyeon]'s perf quite a lot. Taek looks so damn good in it; with that mink, mmm &lt;3 Kara was... okay. Haha. I kinda like the song but too much of ass shaking for me. BEG was very... arabian-ish to me somehow. Very interesting =D They saved the best for the last. And guess who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GD! Awesome charisma &lt;3 And there's nothing else I am able to comment because he truly belongs to the stage. Another bit that really hit me was how bloody long I have not get in touch with the Korean culture. When GD won the weekly award [i'msorryiforgotthename]; I see all the bowing... like wow, I missed those days we did that all the time ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice to go back to ze fandom once in a while... maybe I'll really just stick to the music and perfs...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-2374194998284563807?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/2374194998284563807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=2374194998284563807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/2374194998284563807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/2374194998284563807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2009/09/music-bank.html' title='Music Bank!'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-7478503191679050088</id><published>2009-09-17T14:41:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T14:45:10.960+09:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd Post =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Good management is the art of making problems so interesting and their solutions  so constructive that everyone wants to get to work and deal with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;- Paul Hawken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I felt that the leaders in TTK had good management according to this quote. Dude, even the Pengarah noticed how happy we were LOL. TTK, you rock; we rock.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-7478503191679050088?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/7478503191679050088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=7478503191679050088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/7478503191679050088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/7478503191679050088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2009/09/2nd-post-d.html' title='2nd Post =D'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-4485680572907945190</id><published>2009-09-17T14:31:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T14:32:07.368+09:00</updated><title type='text'>BECAUSE I AM GETTING EXCITED.</title><content type='html'>Yes... as you can see... I'm becoming very, very distracted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays are coming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't blame me x]]]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-4485680572907945190?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/4485680572907945190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=4485680572907945190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/4485680572907945190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/4485680572907945190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2009/09/because-i-am-getting-excited.html' title='BECAUSE I AM GETTING EXCITED.'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-8120763910652858240</id><published>2009-09-15T10:14:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T10:16:37.537+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Just because =D</title><content type='html'>BECAUSE HOLIDAYS ARE ONLY 3 DAYS AWAY FROM NOW! =DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's a certain someone making me smile all the time XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-8120763910652858240?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/8120763910652858240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=8120763910652858240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/8120763910652858240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/8120763910652858240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2009/09/just-because-d.html' title='Just because =D'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-998594749242537812</id><published>2009-09-10T14:09:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T14:23:41.574+09:00</updated><title type='text'>PTB</title><content type='html'>Because this thing is worth a whole blog post (and in fact many more) XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, PTB has ended. Those of you all who don't know what it is, it's Pesta Tanglung Bestari; the college event I've always and been talking about for the past month or so? XD Yep. It was last night. This week has been pretty hectic and long. Late nights and all. Within the past 48 hours I had less than 9 hours of sleep. It might seem like nothing to you but for me, it's something biggg! Maklumlah, aku ni modern sleeping beauty kekeke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The late nights has been very interesting, and very worth it. The performances were great despite the messy rehearsals! The Modern Dance,  Wushu and Chinese Yo yo was awesome, no? =D Goooo (CC) Papa~! Man, I think I have a problem with expressing myself. Or probably it's because there are no words to really describe the things that has happened in detail. All I can say is; it has been truly a worthy experience that will be remembered throughout the many years to come =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTK, my beloved group; Special Force. The 2 leaders, FC #1, #2, #3 and everybody else; thank you for creating such an awesome memory that I can keep for life. The nights spent with you guys doing the banner&amp;amp;backdrop&amp;amp;whatnot including all the random things like Styrofoam clouds and also the nonsense plus fun we've all enjoyed. Thank you so much for that. I've really, truly enjoyed the company and working with you all =D &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the committee, roommates and floormates regardless of old or new/current; thank you all! Thank you to the friends who came all the way! 10th, 8th, 7th and 3rd College. Thank you for the praises showered. Thank you for the congratulatory messages and support and encouragement before, during and after the event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighs. I feel so bad and sorry that I do not have enough vocabulary to express myself in the so many ways I want to about this event; but in short; We've done it - We've made this legend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and thank you to you, for making me smile all the time =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-998594749242537812?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/998594749242537812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=998594749242537812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/998594749242537812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/998594749242537812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2009/09/ptb.html' title='PTB'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-6819449808445296279</id><published>2009-09-06T14:14:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T14:18:53.352+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Jealousy.</title><content type='html'>The SCB and CB are jealous of their parents ;_: HOLIDAYY ON MONDAYY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-6819449808445296279?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/6819449808445296279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=6819449808445296279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/6819449808445296279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/6819449808445296279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2009/09/jealousy.html' title='Jealousy.'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-6141313801572588167</id><published>2009-09-04T22:26:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T22:33:20.165+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired...</title><content type='html'>Some days are so tiring. But you know, at the end of the day; when satisfaction smiles at you- you know everything was worth it =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was テーさんの first's stalking experience. Am so glad it went all well despite a bad middle bit. But the front and back went very well and all was happy no? Kekeke. Thank you for the ride there dearies~ Am ze beloved Jessroomie, thanks for the ride home darl! Am so glad we've all got to spend some time together somehow &lt;3 And of course, thank you to you and you for looking and smiling at me! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a long day today, will be having longer days this weekend and on Wednesday; wish me luck! &lt;3 Sorry I had to skip the details today... am really too tired. Zzz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-6141313801572588167?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/6141313801572588167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=6141313801572588167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/6141313801572588167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/6141313801572588167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2009/09/tired.html' title='Tired...'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-2994958605658560726</id><published>2009-09-01T11:57:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T12:06:14.780+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Pfft.</title><content type='html'>Back in uni once again. Or rather officially XD Since I've been going back and forth on Friday and Saturday for my TTK responsibilities. But it's fun really; despite the late hours. The people there are so much fun to be with XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am looking forward to the weekend despite hearing news that I have to come back on Saturday night for some college event thingie I almost forgot I joined. But hey, I'm totally anticipating Saturday afternoon with somebody so damn special yo =D *winks winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pfft because some fella just stared into my screen to see what I was browsing just now. Does he not understand the meaning of PRIVACY? Nuts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-2994958605658560726?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/2994958605658560726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=2994958605658560726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/2994958605658560726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/2994958605658560726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2009/09/pfft.html' title='Pfft.'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-8941378020674700588</id><published>2009-08-31T18:11:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T18:12:10.330+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Merde ._.</title><content type='html'>I have just realized; the more time you have to study; the more stressed you become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you'll feel that you are not studying enough O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Merde!!!&lt;/span&gt; ._.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-8941378020674700588?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/8941378020674700588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=8941378020674700588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/8941378020674700588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/8941378020674700588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2009/08/merde.html' title='Merde ._.'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-7461117834135448937</id><published>2009-08-29T11:00:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T15:28:13.589+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Home!</title><content type='html'>So yes. It has been a long yet short week. The days and nights spent at college were many but it passes you by so damn quickly that you really don't realize how fast time passes you by without you realizing. PTB is on the go at a rapid speed now. Am really anticipating the event &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;except&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; one particular performance x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had an extra guest this week and guess who it is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZE RAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of that bloody idiot; we barely had sleep for the past week. After last last night; it was seriously the last draw so I am definitely bring the rat poison before it drives all of us nuts. I shall save the long story for some other time when I have the mood or time but I guess you should just ask me if you want to know since I'm too lazy to type it all _ _"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for the Japanese Club meeting yesterday and am now the person-in-charge of Tshirt. I feel kinda happy since I finally get to design and put the design to something solid XD After all, the main point of joining TTK was to design and that failed so nyeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have learnt a wonderful lesson from ze SCB along with Lisa-san this week. I swear SCBs really such an awesome influence on being positive and optimistic. I actually already know this lesson but I had such a hard time accepting that my long weekend was cut short [silly right? yes yes _ _] but yeah, and after Lisa said; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Look forward to the following week that you only have 4 days of classes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeh baybeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But exams await me at the end of this long holiday ;_; Although technically this isn't really a long weekend to me since I'm going back probably every night of the week until mon night but man, it's so much fun xD So people, it is really important to keep yourself positive and happy so that things will be able to run smoothly for you. The obstacles will definitely be there but you know, when you keep yourself in a good mood and with supportive friends around you; you'll definitely be able to handle it =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-7461117834135448937?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/7461117834135448937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=7461117834135448937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/7461117834135448937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/7461117834135448937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2009/08/home.html' title='Home!'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-8982570358953395276</id><published>2009-08-23T12:27:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T12:34:12.466+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay.</title><content type='html'>Okay at least something happy before the d-day dawns upon us who are leaving tonight, or today for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was watching performances and aargh! I seem to have forgotten how handsome/cute/gorgeous my husband is. And my banyak relationships sister punya 엄마 came out and dance along with him. Gah! So adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and was watching FT's performance. Am so glad the cameraman of 인기가요 who loves 민환 so much that he kept having close ups of the little boy. I really enjoyed the performance somehow. The new member is looking gorgeous XD And as usual, 종훈 enjoyed being vain on stage. Very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am looking forward to the next weekend. Teehee~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-8982570358953395276?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/8982570358953395276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=8982570358953395276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/8982570358953395276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/8982570358953395276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2009/08/yay.html' title='Yay.'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32233209.post-2089239611746968692</id><published>2009-08-23T10:26:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T10:27:34.292+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Noooo.</title><content type='html'>The countdown back to jail is shortening. Getting lesser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*wails*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm already counting down to my next break. Sucks. Am so not looking forward to the layer of dust ;_;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32233209-2089239611746968692?l=dwaesso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/feeds/2089239611746968692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32233209&amp;postID=2089239611746968692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/2089239611746968692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32233209/posts/default/2089239611746968692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwaesso.blogspot.com/2009/08/noooo.html' title='Noooo.'/><author><name>mish</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
