<?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-5162256740960856263</id><updated>2012-02-16T13:53:01.361-08:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>333</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-4671686959664756185</id><published>2008-11-11T05:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T06:03:05.967-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey Joan,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's go back to before I told you that I liked you. And then see where life takes us from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll get things going.&lt;br /&gt;"Hello Joan, I'm Bryan."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's go back to when we were friends. And we can just be who we are with one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're done with reading this, tell me, so I know that you're with me in this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/R7HWavl7BkI/AAAAAAAAACA/X5MxSqP4Cic/s1600-h/DSC04260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166146002511136322" style="" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/R7HWavl7BkI/AAAAAAAAACA/X5MxSqP4Cic/s400/DSC04260.jpg" border="0" height="198" width="256" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/iyx02rv5dB"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/iyx02rv5dB" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/RgbR3B/music/BeTcX3Mb/postbox_clouds/"&gt;Clouds - Postbox&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-4671686959664756185?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/4671686959664756185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=4671686959664756185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/4671686959664756185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/4671686959664756185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/11/hey-joan-lets-go-back-to-before-i-told.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/R7HWavl7BkI/AAAAAAAAACA/X5MxSqP4Cic/s72-c/DSC04260.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-7766926839649219000</id><published>2008-11-10T01:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T01:13:06.749-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bleaurgh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It is 5.04pm in the afternoon on a wet Monday. My arm hurts from Badminton in the morning, and I am supposed to go to the gym but am feeling really, really lazy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wish I was in Spain right now. Sitting on a cliff's edge, my legs dangling over the sea. It is a cool, sunny Spring afternoon. I could feel the gush of wind each times the waves crashed, and the smell of the sea breeze infused me. I have a loaf of fresh Ciabatta bread by my side, with olive oil to go with it. And some good wine of course. There is no noise, except for the pounding of waves and the breaking of bread. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wish I was in Spain right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-7766926839649219000?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/7766926839649219000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=7766926839649219000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/7766926839649219000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/7766926839649219000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/11/bleaurgh.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-5941675694627280174</id><published>2008-11-09T18:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T19:18:53.191-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SRed2EiuVQI/AAAAAAAAAXg/wi7VGIJhT34/s1600-h/Tomatoe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SRed2EiuVQI/AAAAAAAAAXg/wi7VGIJhT34/s320/Tomatoe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266851841490965762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SRed1wymapI/AAAAAAAAAXY/KDMFZrDsx1A/s1600-h/Spanish+Countryside.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SRed1wymapI/AAAAAAAAAXY/KDMFZrDsx1A/s320/Spanish+Countryside.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266851836188846738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SRed1rAO1_I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/997HexK6nhE/s1600-h/Spain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SRed1rAO1_I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/997HexK6nhE/s320/Spain.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266851834635409394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SRed1Qou0yI/AAAAAAAAAXI/rnoBvNNm_IE/s1600-h/Spain+In+Spring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SRed1Qou0yI/AAAAAAAAAXI/rnoBvNNm_IE/s320/Spain+In+Spring.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266851827557520162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SRed1aQ5zoI/AAAAAAAAAXA/9ZzYFFEnNDQ/s1600-h/Spain+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 287px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SRed1aQ5zoI/AAAAAAAAAXA/9ZzYFFEnNDQ/s320/Spain+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266851830141931138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SPAIN SPAIN SPAIN SPAIN SPAIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MEL, MEL &amp;amp; BRYAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-5941675694627280174?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/5941675694627280174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=5941675694627280174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/5941675694627280174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/5941675694627280174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/11/spain-spain-spain-spain-spain-mel-mel.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SRed2EiuVQI/AAAAAAAAAXg/wi7VGIJhT34/s72-c/Tomatoe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-4620242200889988031</id><published>2008-11-09T04:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T05:24:54.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;So maybe you aren't afraid to express yourself freely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember 3 things though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) You are sex-crazy.&lt;br /&gt;2.) You have a girlfriend. Although based on what I know of her character, I cannot say she won't be willing to suffer your opinions of gender-inequality so long as you give her sex.&lt;br /&gt;3.) You, sadly, look more like a man who's half-way through the process of Sex-Change, more than the glam/goth (I don't know, I'll admit) rocker that you try to portray. Or should I say "Tortured Soul".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up. As much as you think women are less equal than men, you depend on them so much more than your over inflated ego lets you realize. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So maybe Point 3 of my reminders isn't relevant to this, but I'm sure the other 2 are. If you think women are such...lowly creatures, than why even engage in fantasies or sex with them? Are you so low as to think of women as only objects of pleasure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why not...&lt;br /&gt;- Go have sex with a guy. At least you won't be doing it with a person of lower worth than yourself. And heck, you have the looks to make having sex with a guy look downright straight.&lt;br /&gt;- Break up with your girlfriend. Since she's "not equal". Or maybe, you're so un-desirable even the guys don't want to bed you. And only a person like her does. &lt;br /&gt;- Just come out of your closet and admit that the long hair and make-up is done not in the name or Goth Rocker-hood but because you are really, really just a gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not just in-just to think that way, but also downright childish. Yeah, I admit I once thought guys were better than girls too. But that was alllll the way back in Primary what...1? 2? You're 18. You're in a Polytechnic. HELLOOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll admit, I'm being really judgmental here. And me being a guy just makes it all the more weird; standing up for a cause like Female Gender Equality. But hey, no one deserves to be called "lower" than another person. We're all human. We all live, we all die, we all make mistakes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are equal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, maybe I am being nasty, blogging about how slutty I think Mister Inequality's girlfriend is. But I am only stating facts that I have heard from enough people to safely assume are really facts. By all means, correct me if I am wrong. Keyword in play: IF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, go ahead and say I'm the gay one, what with standing up for Female rights and all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go look in a mirror then tell me again who's the gay one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-4620242200889988031?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/4620242200889988031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=4620242200889988031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/4620242200889988031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/4620242200889988031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-maybe-you-arent-afraid-to-express.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-258368292124708972</id><published>2008-11-09T00:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T00:56:46.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Another week has come and gone. Before I know it, I'll be 99.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a few very dark and gloomy minutes on Friday, I was probably the epitome of the word "Emotional" and maybe a total jerk. WebGraph presentation didn't go as well as I had expected with Matthew dissing almost everything that we had come up with. Well of course I was disappointed! How to win when the teacher doesn't agree with you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as we left the WebGraph room to do more Marketing Observation, I was a "tortured soul, unable to face the world". Then suddenly, as we were jay-walking (typical) to get to Cold Storage, I had one of those "Oh-My-I-Have-Been-Wasting-My-Life-Away" moments. I freaking almost got knocked down by a car that came out of nowhere. I swear it's true! Heck, my white shorts even had black..erm..smudges(?) from the dirt on the car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Digress. That was the 2nd time something bad had happened to me after I uttered the words, "I think it is safe to cross".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I was all, "OH MY! WHY AM I BEING SO EMO-RIFIC? IT ALMOST COST ME MY LIFE. I SHALL BE OPTIMISTIC AND MAKE THE BEST OUT OF IT!". More or less, more or less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was when my fortunes changed, as we were praised during Marketing for our beyond-schedule work (nice work Goethes!) and MedSoc passed fast (less of that flashy, plastic, "I'm-Pissed-Off-But-I-Won't-Say-It" smile)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still feel bad leaving Mel and Mel alone for the play. But looking at Mel's blog, they seemed to have a lot of fun expressing their artistic talents inside the..library?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's the start of yet another week. And yet another session of badminton, with that really creepy, seemingly gay badminton coach. Disgusting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-258368292124708972?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/258368292124708972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=258368292124708972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/258368292124708972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/258368292124708972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/11/another-week-has-come-and-gone.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-5643156232609393621</id><published>2008-11-06T07:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T07:39:22.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Answer that age-old question.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me if my time pays off,&lt;br /&gt;Tell me that I haven't lost.&lt;br /&gt;Was it worth it?&lt;br /&gt;Was it worth it?&lt;br /&gt;Now, you tell me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now,&lt;br /&gt;Now you know why we do this dance,&lt;br /&gt;Play this constant game.&lt;br /&gt;And will,&lt;br /&gt;Will you bend not break,&lt;br /&gt;Say you won't leave.&lt;br /&gt;Won't leave,&lt;br /&gt;Won't leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go,&lt;br /&gt;Down the street,&lt;br /&gt;Pass the towns,&lt;br /&gt;Into the sea,&lt;br /&gt;We'll run, we'll run!&lt;br /&gt;Through the fields,&lt;br /&gt;Up the hills,&lt;br /&gt;And fly, we'll fly!&lt;br /&gt;See the skies,&lt;br /&gt;Remember the stars,&lt;br /&gt;We'll run far, far away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-5643156232609393621?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/5643156232609393621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=5643156232609393621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/5643156232609393621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/5643156232609393621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/11/answer-that-age-old-question.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-1375860962411630362</id><published>2008-11-05T05:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T05:48:04.227-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Lectures were okay I guess? Wednesday is still my favourite day of the school week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily, you had better thank my Ipod and it's gradual influence on your music taste. COOK FOR ME! LET'S HAVE MORE SPAGHETTI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, Obama won! FO SHIZZ! Funny how the day America carries out what may be their most defining presidential election in the past few decades is also the day that Guy Fawkes tried to blow up the House of Parliament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Remember, remember the fifth of November,&lt;br /&gt;The gunpowder, treason and plot,&lt;br /&gt;I know of no reason&lt;br /&gt;Why the gunpowder treason&lt;br /&gt;Should ever be forgot.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Considering what I saw in MedSoc lecture about the Columbine High shootings (in America), that really is something to think about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-1375860962411630362?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/1375860962411630362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=1375860962411630362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/1375860962411630362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/1375860962411630362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/11/lectures-were-okay-i-guess-wednesday-is.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-5630109257558380480</id><published>2008-11-04T09:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T09:20:32.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I realize, my recent posts have been rather emo-rific. Blurgh, I don't like that. Shall stop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, I have this insane craving for Carls Junior. I tell you, if there was an outlet at my doorstep I'd eat till the break of dawn. That's how bad I want a burger now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about burgers leads me to think about Fish and Chips. Which brings us to Baked Rice. Which takes us to Elephachinos. Which digresses into Sushi. And goes back to a Chilli Cheese Burger with Criss-Cut Fries. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm...Cheese Burger..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SRCETHWZh1I/AAAAAAAAAWs/b1rStTG4vyE/s1600-h/Mmmm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 190px; height: 157px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SRCETHWZh1I/AAAAAAAAAWs/b1rStTG4vyE/s320/Mmmm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264853428321486674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-5630109257558380480?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/5630109257558380480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=5630109257558380480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/5630109257558380480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/5630109257558380480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-realize-my-recent-posts-have-been.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SRCETHWZh1I/AAAAAAAAAWs/b1rStTG4vyE/s72-c/Mmmm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-1651381514310678552</id><published>2008-11-03T06:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T07:00:49.087-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;It's such a negative song; Don't Pretend. But it speaks so much to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell truths, not lies.&lt;br /&gt;Is trust that hard to reach?&lt;br /&gt;After the three and the other times.&lt;br /&gt;If you don't like this,&lt;br /&gt;Then Don't Pretend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-1651381514310678552?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/1651381514310678552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=1651381514310678552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/1651381514310678552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/1651381514310678552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-such-negative-song-dont-pretend.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-2794927679447589497</id><published>2008-11-02T15:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T15:42:26.419-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Don't Pretend - The Colour Fred&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Don't pretend to care&lt;br /&gt;Don't appologize&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me I'm right&lt;br /&gt;I Know whats not mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Responsibility, is a four letter word around here&lt;br /&gt;Where the lines tend to blur&lt;br /&gt;But I smell the smoke on you dress&lt;br /&gt;I know exactly where you were&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't pretend to care&lt;br /&gt;Don't appologize&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me I'm right&lt;br /&gt;I Know whats not mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The underhand in this, oh the stories that were told&lt;br /&gt;They meant nothing man, now makes so much sense&lt;br /&gt;Don't say a word, it already shows&lt;br /&gt;Well the emperor is marching down that street&lt;br /&gt;But he's not wearing any clothes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't pretend to care&lt;br /&gt;Don't appologize&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me I'm right&lt;br /&gt;I Know whats not&lt;br /&gt;Well I Know whats not&lt;br /&gt;And I Know whats not&lt;br /&gt;And I Know whats not&lt;br /&gt;And I Know whats not mine&lt;br /&gt;I Know whats not&lt;br /&gt;And I Know whats not&lt;br /&gt;And I Know whats not mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could try to see&lt;br /&gt;But you've been trying me&lt;br /&gt;No way to forgive&lt;br /&gt;Whats it worth now&lt;br /&gt;Well you know its not so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't pretend to care&lt;br /&gt;Don't pretend to care&lt;br /&gt;Don't pretend to care&lt;br /&gt;Don't pretend to care&lt;br /&gt;You know whats not right&lt;br /&gt;I know where you stand&lt;br /&gt;And I know whats not mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-2794927679447589497?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/2794927679447589497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=2794927679447589497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/2794927679447589497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/2794927679447589497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/11/dont-pretend-colour-fred-dont-pretend.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-426918921689181494</id><published>2008-11-02T08:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T08:39:51.801-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Once again, I marvel at how having a blog can let you see how you've changed over the months. And I can look back, learn and laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-426918921689181494?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/426918921689181494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=426918921689181494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/426918921689181494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/426918921689181494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/11/once-again-i-marvel-at-how-having-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-2404559346686800834</id><published>2008-11-02T02:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T02:58:58.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;*cups hands over face in shame and despair*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This recent form of Arsenal, must be retribution for us Arsenal fans after we laughed and laughed at Spurs. My theory is further confirmed with Spurs winning Liverpool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-2404559346686800834?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/2404559346686800834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=2404559346686800834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/2404559346686800834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/2404559346686800834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/11/cups-hands-over-face-in-shame-and.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-6516112873679321538</id><published>2008-10-31T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T08:12:56.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ATTACK OF THE SERIAL SMOKERS AND THE FAUX-MASKED AVENGER. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SQseiAfKJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWY/NlRNkV6wpy8/s1600-h/DS2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SQseiAfKJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWY/NlRNkV6wpy8/s320/DS2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263334159107630978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SQseiMLWfRI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/Wx3yeXmrnZU/s1600-h/CIMG2458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SQseiMLWfRI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/Wx3yeXmrnZU/s320/CIMG2458.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263334162245778706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SQseh7imf-I/AAAAAAAAAWI/l-T4Y34G0Mg/s1600-h/CIMG2456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SQseh7imf-I/AAAAAAAAAWI/l-T4Y34G0Mg/s320/CIMG2456.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263334157779894242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SQsehRbsXII/AAAAAAAAAWA/d-MWzlcS1eM/s1600-h/CIMG2455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SQsehRbsXII/AAAAAAAAAWA/d-MWzlcS1eM/s320/CIMG2455.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263334146476629122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SQsd8yUE4uI/AAAAAAAAAV4/Vw7-ojT-iaI/s1600-h/CIMG2454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SQsd8yUE4uI/AAAAAAAAAV4/Vw7-ojT-iaI/s320/CIMG2454.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263333519647892194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loquacious Lexicographer's Long Listless List (poor-ish attempt to sound smart)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) We are going for a surname change.&lt;br /&gt;2.) Marketing just gets more and more fun.&lt;br /&gt;3.) Time flies. I'll be 69 before I know it.&lt;br /&gt;4.) I need a haircut.&lt;br /&gt;5.) I need a sketchbook.&lt;br /&gt;6.) I need more sketch ideas.&lt;br /&gt;7.) My face itches.&lt;br /&gt;8.) I need a new phone desperately.&lt;br /&gt;9.) I am happy with the Photoshop test.&lt;br /&gt;10.) Gym. The shame, the shame.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAY BYE BYE TELLETUBBIES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-6516112873679321538?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/6516112873679321538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=6516112873679321538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/6516112873679321538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/6516112873679321538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/10/attack-of-serial-smokers-and-faux.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SQseiAfKJ4I/AAAAAAAAAWY/NlRNkV6wpy8/s72-c/DS2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-3577609366952454914</id><published>2008-10-29T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T04:31:55.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Design is like a bottle of wine. It gets better over time. Like how my first designs sucked. But how I simply loved my last few designs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Justin, I am sorry. But my dad wants me to take down the 300 poster because of the phrase on it. Well, you know he's a staunch Christian. Sorry to waste the money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MelISSA, i am proud of you for doing up the Bleaters logo and our story-boards. Man, if we ever win, it's gonna be because of you. DUCKS AHOY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It is 2am. I have class at 8am later. Which means I must wake up at 5.45am. Which means I must be ready by 6.30am. To catch the bus at 6.50am. Time is definitely not on my side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wrote a new song for you. It's not progression, but nostalgia. Let's go back to where it began. Somewhere only we know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now, off to remove the 300 poster. I liked that show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-3577609366952454914?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/3577609366952454914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=3577609366952454914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/3577609366952454914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/3577609366952454914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/10/design-is-like-bottle-of-wine.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-8548665996806645028</id><published>2008-10-28T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T22:54:30.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fuck. My phone got ran over by a truck outside MacDonalds. I don't even know how I dropped it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you guys see me on msn, please give me your numbers again. It'll aid my current state of depression. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-8548665996806645028?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/8548665996806645028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=8548665996806645028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/8548665996806645028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/8548665996806645028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/10/fuck.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-6507878343040366344</id><published>2008-10-27T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T10:13:05.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I know you have a hundred and one things on your agenda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I want to help lighten your load, but I don't know how too, and it makes me feel useless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;At the end of the day, I just don't want to see you hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You know I care a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="345"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/Z8hQMMalpu/pv=2"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/Z8hQMMalpu/pv=2" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="345" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/jukeboxvideos/video/kFBrTYG7/daniel_powter_love_you_lately_video/"&gt;Love You Lately (Video) - Daniel Powter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-6507878343040366344?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/6507878343040366344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=6507878343040366344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/6507878343040366344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/6507878343040366344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-know-you-have-hundred-and-one-things.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-2922016240591522362</id><published>2008-10-26T05:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T05:11:43.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It has been a weekend of great guilt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yesterday, saw us spend the majority of the evening at Dorita's place barbeque-ing. ZOMG. i probably haven't ate that much since..maybe Christmas? we even had marshmallows. guilt guilt guilt. yes, Cheryl and Dorita are influencial people. make me weight-conscious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Then today, out of the blue, saw the family head to Aunty Aisha's place for lunch. ZOMG (again). i probably haven't ate that much since..last night? her curry's soooooo good! i couldn't not not control myself, so i ate and ate and ate and ate. i felt like explosion. guilt guilt and more guilt! i am still bitter that we did not take the extra curry home. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thank goodness there's a place called Gym. And it's ability to give me a placebo effect that i worked out and shouldn't feel guilty. PLACEBO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-2922016240591522362?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/2922016240591522362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=2922016240591522362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/2922016240591522362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/2922016240591522362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/10/it-has-been-weekend-of-great-guilt.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-7053466961664750864</id><published>2008-10-24T23:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T23:27:47.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;People all have great limits. We can push ourselves to seemingly impossible levels if we set our mind to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wholeheartedly believe in that. But as I see my friends, mostly in their sports or sports, degrade themselves or ignore their health in an effort to motivate themselves to reach the next level in fitness, I worry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What good is the best figure in the world, if you get muscular disorders or structural defects in old age?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What good is being able to memorise every single fact of a subject, if you realise on Exam Day that you cannot concentrate due to lack of sleep?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Push yourselves, and give your all in anything you do. But don't forget, to love yourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You know who you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-7053466961664750864?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/7053466961664750864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=7053466961664750864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/7053466961664750864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/7053466961664750864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/10/people-all-have-great-limits.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-1910374878176177830</id><published>2008-10-24T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T10:03:26.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zap Zap Zapzx!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;damn does time fly! i'll be 100 before i know it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;another week has come and gone. i can safely say, i am pretty much enjoying my school life now. happy happy happy that marketing is coming along just fine! hope we can do much on monday during meeting. i have...tests next week. so fast. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;oh! and it is starting to become a Mel, Mel and Bryan ritual. to go to MacDonald's every friday for burgers and beer (from Cold Storage lah). fun fun fun. mel, i tell you, we'll boost our portfolio with the MasterCard shizzo and The Freedom Project. duckies ahoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sigh! i don't know why, but i am just really contented with how life is now! :D thank you Lord!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AHHH AHHH AHHH AHHH AHHH AHHH OHHH OHHH OHHH OHHH OHHH OHHH OHHH OHHH OHHH OHHH OHHH OHHH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-1910374878176177830?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/1910374878176177830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=1910374878176177830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/1910374878176177830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/1910374878176177830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/10/zap-zap-zapzx-damn-does-time-fly-ill-be.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-1396270467225664369</id><published>2008-10-22T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T06:50:37.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EEEE, how time flies! before i know it, i'll be 50!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;today was a cuckoo day. it started off with em showing me this dumb Hotel626 website. it's supposed to be a scary game. actually, i not scared one. then that em, she keep complaing, "oh shizz, i'm friggin scared". make me scared also! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so, during the break, we decided to have some fun. off-ed the lecture hall lights, and played the game. haha! i would say we laughed more than screamed. then this ruiyi, decided to act all hantu and scare me. frug, i shocked tio and danced some tribal dance whilst screaming. embarrasing much. and soon, lotsa people were playing, and soon, we decided to stop, and soon, we became very hot because of the lack of aircon, and soon...yeah, that's more or less what happened during break. cuckoo mass com fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;boring lectures boring lectures boring lectures. but half way through Marketing, i decided to work on our "company" origins. it has to do with goats. haha! stupid melVIN and melISSA, made me laugh and laugh and laugh. but we're making good time! and this time i'm sure we'll win! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LocVid was spent sleeping, as i had too much laughter for the day after Marketing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we also found out that we'd be sticking with the people in our sem for the rest of the semesters in mass com. only thing is that the classes will be changed. i was happy when i found out, i'm beginning to really like the people in this semester! same frequency for fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;today was the sort of day that made me happy that i endured ziggy's stupid interview and pressed on to get into mass com. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-1396270467225664369?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/1396270467225664369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=1396270467225664369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/1396270467225664369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/1396270467225664369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/10/eeee-how-time-flies-before-i-know-it.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-4748529757724868666</id><published>2008-10-21T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T09:24:37.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes! My pleas for help have been answered!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;THANK YOU JANICE YING&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;let's go dance around in the rain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;don't pay any attention to the people standing front and side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;we'll leave all our fears behind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-4748529757724868666?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/4748529757724868666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=4748529757724868666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/4748529757724868666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/4748529757724868666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/10/yes-my-pleas-for-help-have-been.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-8186171162230758831</id><published>2008-10-20T03:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T03:55:18.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I want to have a new blogskin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Something white and simple...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who wants to help me set it up? I'm serious! So, if you're free, and want good karma, you know who to call! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-8186171162230758831?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/8186171162230758831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=8186171162230758831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/8186171162230758831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/8186171162230758831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-want-to-have-new-blogskin.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-6833716297246836702</id><published>2008-10-19T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T10:29:31.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Poor-ish attempts to display my gratitude for Justin's gifting of...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;CINEMATIC SUNRISE'S NEW EP! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SPtuBXp8rvI/AAAAAAAAAVM/8pFikCPorhs/s1600-h/Photo+21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SPtuBXp8rvI/AAAAAAAAAVM/8pFikCPorhs/s320/Photo+21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258917959694069490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SPtuBb5kKHI/AAAAAAAAAVU/OrrMUlqwCB8/s1600-h/Photo+49.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SPtuBb5kKHI/AAAAAAAAAVU/OrrMUlqwCB8/s320/Photo+49.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258917960833312882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SPtuB-mDl6I/AAAAAAAAAVc/hXeBugZc3m4/s1600-h/Photo+44.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SPtuB-mDl6I/AAAAAAAAAVc/hXeBugZc3m4/s320/Photo+44.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258917970146727842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thanks You Thank You Thank You Thank You Thank You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-6833716297246836702?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/6833716297246836702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=6833716297246836702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/6833716297246836702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/6833716297246836702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/10/poor-ish-attempts-to-display-my.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SPtuBXp8rvI/AAAAAAAAAVM/8pFikCPorhs/s72-c/Photo+21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-8950029503476558059</id><published>2008-10-17T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T23:49:13.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;You have an inferiority complex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-8950029503476558059?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/8950029503476558059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=8950029503476558059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/8950029503476558059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/8950029503476558059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/10/you-have-inferiority-complex.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-3663095517118552402</id><published>2008-10-17T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T08:08:05.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Plenty of stuff happened in this first, eventful week of Sem 1.1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I shall try to recollect...not in order. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That'd be too big a call.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1.) I got into badminton for SnW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2.) Ziggy's my marketing lecturer. Phuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3.) Sonia, the medsoc lecturer, looks like one of those "i-am-happy-on-the-outside-but-i-am-this-close-to-flipping" people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4.) Mel's new headphones are good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5.) Other Mel has to stop her obsession with Kodok. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6.) Wait, first Mel also has an obsession to stop. You know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7.) Gosh, I actually talked to Su again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8.) My "aim-for-AD" subject is now Marketing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9.) Clement, our marketing tutor, seems nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10.) Mel, i tell you, I will win for marketing. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11.) Mel introduced me to Alkaline Trio and made my Ipod look legal. Thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12.) I get this feeling, that judging by how i'm going, i'm going to smoke my first cig. real soon. tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13.) Syaz works at Starbucks. Free drinks ahoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14.) Freedom - Revolutionary performance art trio, Mel,Mel,Bryan, will be showcasing Freedom, their biggest project yet, soon this year. Watch this space. Oh, and vote for them at the next Arts Festival.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;15.) It is heartening to see that Jon is over the SuperBand thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On the sides, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dana, stay strong a'ite? Sure over soon one! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And finally, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To you out there, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You need to be more sensitive to the people around you. Open your eyes, feel what they feel for you, and you'll know what you've been walking pass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-3663095517118552402?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/3663095517118552402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=3663095517118552402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/3663095517118552402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/3663095517118552402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/10/week-plenty-of-stuff-happened-in-this.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-4168932034774474721</id><published>2008-10-16T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T07:48:32.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KOWTOW TO EMILY FOR INTRODUCING THIS WEBSITE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SPdTjourGXI/AAAAAAAAAUU/eAAgqRHcJRM/s1600-h/Fucktard+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SPdTjourGXI/AAAAAAAAAUU/eAAgqRHcJRM/s320/Fucktard+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257762961672051058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SPdTj34LS8I/AAAAAAAAAUc/KJZ3iBQbgEc/s1600-h/Fucktard+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SPdTj34LS8I/AAAAAAAAAUc/KJZ3iBQbgEc/s320/Fucktard+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257762965738441666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SPdTj-afh8I/AAAAAAAAAUk/xeFi8I4nZTg/s1600-h/Fucktard+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SPdTj-afh8I/AAAAAAAAAUk/xeFi8I4nZTg/s320/Fucktard+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257762967492986818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SPdTkNzXZ2I/AAAAAAAAAUs/3N1fkKkv42M/s1600-h/Fucktard+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SPdTkNzXZ2I/AAAAAAAAAUs/3N1fkKkv42M/s320/Fucktard+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257762971623843682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SPdTkKTHxDI/AAAAAAAAAU0/_BVjspLHtSE/s1600-h/Fucktard+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SPdTkKTHxDI/AAAAAAAAAU0/_BVjspLHtSE/s320/Fucktard+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257762970683294770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SPdTuinYZlI/AAAAAAAAAU8/nw9ScoP13eg/s1600-h/Fucktard+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SPdTuinYZlI/AAAAAAAAAU8/nw9ScoP13eg/s320/Fucktard+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257763149009413714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SPdTu_flXmI/AAAAAAAAAVE/YTlZhzy3m6E/s1600-h/Fucktard+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SPdTu_flXmI/AAAAAAAAAVE/YTlZhzy3m6E/s320/Fucktard+7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257763156761337442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;VERY SEXY WORHZX. HAHAHAHAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-4168932034774474721?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/4168932034774474721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=4168932034774474721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/4168932034774474721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/4168932034774474721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/10/kowtow-to-emily-for-introducing-this.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SPdTjourGXI/AAAAAAAAAUU/eAAgqRHcJRM/s72-c/Fucktard+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-5164762530316128381</id><published>2008-10-15T06:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T06:59:50.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ach! I can't believe Daniel isn't the father of DJ!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-5164762530316128381?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/5164762530316128381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=5164762530316128381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/5164762530316128381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/5164762530316128381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/10/ach-i-cant-believe-daniel-isnt-father.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-4540065563702034244</id><published>2008-10-13T04:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T04:22:54.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I just finished dinner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And at it, I finally saw, first hand, how much Dad loves us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Didi didn't do too well in finals. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Heck, he got C6 for his best subject, Math.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I hate myself for thinking this way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But I told him so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So, me and Mum were talking about it before Didi came downstairs. Dad overheard. Of course he'd be angry. We told him not to say anything as Didi probably felt bad enough. But inside, both Mum and I knew, it wouldn't be pretty when Didi came down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amazingly, Dad didn't say a word. You could see how much he wanted to lecture. How much he wanted to shout. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But he didn't say a word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And we saw, how much he loved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-4540065563702034244?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/4540065563702034244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=4540065563702034244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/4540065563702034244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/4540065563702034244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-just-finished-dinner.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-4447856409047816062</id><published>2008-10-13T02:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T02:36:10.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The person who tagged you is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Janice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your relationship with him or her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fwenzx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your 5 impressions of him or her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Effervescent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Bangs Bangs Bangs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Committed. (anyone who can go for 5 hours of dance prac. and do it again tmr is committed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Dance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Pink much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The most memorable thing he or she has done for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We only started talking again recently,  so...not much to choose from now. But all in time, all in time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The most memorable thing he or she has said to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Same as above! But I'm sure somewhere along the lines, there was something, just that I forgot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If he or she becomes your lover you will?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Divided.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If he or she becomes your lover, the thing he or she has to improve on will be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I try to accept my partner for who she is, both good and bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If he or she becomes your enemy, you will?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fight to win back her friendship. I hate losing friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What you want to tell him or her now is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Janice, you need to go see a doctor about that recurring leg injury.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your overall impression of him or her is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All smiles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How do you think people will feel around you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Erm...accepted and not out-of-place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The characters you love about yourself are?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don't play around when it comes to the serious stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On the contrary, characters you hate about yourself are?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I give up too easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The most ideal person you want to be is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GuGu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For people that care about or like you, anything to say to them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Erm...The feeling's mutual. I guess...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I DON'T LIKE TO ASK PEOPLE TO DO THESE QUIZZES. SO WE END HERE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-4447856409047816062?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/4447856409047816062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=4447856409047816062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/4447856409047816062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/4447856409047816062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/10/person-who-tagged-you-is-janice-your.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-7457735078145578623</id><published>2008-10-13T02:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T02:12:46.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hello, it's never nice to laugh at people's methods of finding love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Or maybe its because you think its so cute that you laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Highly un-likely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Karma gonna bite chyuuuu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-7457735078145578623?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/7457735078145578623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=7457735078145578623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/7457735078145578623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/7457735078145578623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/10/hello-its-never-nice-to-laugh-at.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-5329240740041245054</id><published>2008-10-12T03:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T03:13:10.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Time Flies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it certainly does! it's been 2 months just like that! ARUGH! before i know it, i'll be 50 and old! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tomorrow's the first day for Sem 1.1. *BIG SIGH*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am...in bittersweet anticipation of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the bright side, it gives me something to do daily and a chance to redeem myself for not studying in my previous sem. not forgetting meeting my course-mates again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but...on the bleak side of things, i do not, do not, do not, want to start school. i want to just laze around at home. with my mountains of snacks, my lap, my x-box and of course gym. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. you can't win 'em all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of gym, it has been 4months since i started gyming. and i have yet to see "satisfactory results" in my quest for well defined abdominal muscles. in other words, a six-pack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thus, eet ezz fitting, that this shall be the only picture of yesterday's Sentosa trip that i shall post up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SPHMZr9bBRI/AAAAAAAAAUM/Cw2Zzb2hYGU/s1600-h/Sentosa+6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SPHMZr9bBRI/AAAAAAAAAUM/Cw2Zzb2hYGU/s320/Sentosa+6.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256206981787223314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;it kinda shows you how bonding sessions of the wildly competitive and testosterone-driven male species goes; weird and fun. with splashes of...i don't know...ego?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok lah, ya'll must be thinking that i'm an insecure little man, not daring to put up the rest of the pics just cause i don't have no six-pack. well..sadly for me, you guys are right! :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now..off to eat. dad's back from flight and his "back-from-flight" dinners are always something to look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am falling sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-5329240740041245054?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/5329240740041245054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=5329240740041245054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/5329240740041245054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/5329240740041245054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/10/time-flies.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SPHMZr9bBRI/AAAAAAAAAUM/Cw2Zzb2hYGU/s72-c/Sentosa+6.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-7454324357084667044</id><published>2008-10-09T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T07:59:21.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tomorrow's the last day of work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I should be sad, or happy. But between you and me, I'm leaning heavily towards "happy".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly speaking, the last 3 weeks haven't really been productive journalist-cly. At all. One story, a few ran errands and a half-done 8 page spread aren't things I'm really proud of. I still feel that they treat me too much like an adult though, how I wish Serene would realize that, just like how she says I'm too young to go to her house parties, I'm also a tad too young to know hip working professionals who have the time to watch teevee. Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention the amount of money I've siphoned of SPH due to cab fares. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the brighter side of things, I finally went to gym today! Gay/Masochist/Sadistic as it may sound, I enjoyed it, and yes, it took my mind of the thoughts that've been circling in my head. And I finally drank StarBucks again! 3 weeks without it; I could've died. Hark back to the days of olde where Justin and me would make StarBucks an almost daily endeavour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIFESTYLLEEES! OF THE RICH AND THE FAMOUSSSSSS! &lt;/span&gt;  (right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, that void in my heart seems to have filled. With that I don't know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, I don't know if i should be happy or sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-7454324357084667044?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/7454324357084667044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=7454324357084667044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/7454324357084667044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/7454324357084667044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/10/tomorrows-last-day-of-work.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-2952316237307636351</id><published>2008-10-06T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T20:43:08.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;i want someone, provocative and talkative.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;i want someone, profound enough to make me stay for more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;i want someone, sensitive enough to understand my moments. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;i want somone, fun and playful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;can?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-2952316237307636351?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/2952316237307636351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=2952316237307636351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/2952316237307636351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/2952316237307636351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-want-someone-provocative-and.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-5414893861961806244</id><published>2008-10-06T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T20:14:29.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;School starts on monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what's worse, sitting in SPH, or going to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for one, SPH is a really cool place to work in. it's just that, they treat me so much like an adult, that it's scary. like, i'm only 16, but they want to find a doctor that watches Grey's Anatomy. really, i might have to re-think this whole "work-in-SPH" ambition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school on the other hand, seems vaugely better. i like my course-mates, so school means seeing them again. and the new semester also means new starts, which i will put to full use in my quest for NTU. then there's Sports and Wellness, where I'm planning to take swimming (as crazy as 8am swimming sounds). and given the development of recent events, i'll have to find stuff to fill myself with, meaning i'll most probably attempt to drown myself with school-work and gym. not that i'm happy that it's come to this but...it's for the better i guess. i really wonder, if i'll be happy in the end if i get good grades and a good body. i really don't know what i want now. i'm at some cross-road of life. oh well...things'll pan out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the sides, me and justin have sort of stepped up our plans to have our own fashion magazine in the future. we did some risk analysis and problem development yesterday, and yes, i admit it kind of looks bleak. but Rome wasn't built in a day, so i guess it'd be part and parcel if we'd have to work our way up the ladders of magazine-industry to get our own one. our target now is 10 years. in 10 years, we'll build ample contacts, garner ample capitol and make ample connections. so that when 38 rolls around, we'll be all set to launch Haute Couture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we will get our magazine.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-5414893861961806244?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/5414893861961806244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=5414893861961806244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/5414893861961806244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/5414893861961806244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/10/school-starts-on-monday.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-3073546483178592470</id><published>2008-10-06T08:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T08:15:03.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;And across these stormy waters,&lt;br /&gt;Pass the azure greens,&lt;br /&gt;Somehow my heart finds you,&lt;br /&gt;In the place where it should be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-3073546483178592470?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/3073546483178592470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=3073546483178592470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/3073546483178592470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/3073546483178592470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/10/and-across-these-stormy-waters-pass.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-4187004883582608346</id><published>2008-10-02T00:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T00:43:06.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SOR62CJz8EI/AAAAAAAAAQo/-_DxlFBOWJ8/s1600-h/d,fjhgsdfh.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SOR62CJz8EI/AAAAAAAAAQo/-_DxlFBOWJ8/s320/d,fjhgsdfh.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252458134130389058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So, i am blogging in the office because Dana suggested it as a form of entertainment. for my so far, boring, boring day at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;essentially, work stated out bad, as i was late and serene was upset.&lt;br /&gt;but things lightened up, and serene and I are cool now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, will be going for Ash's concert later on with Mel. i have never heard them before, but the reviews sound encouraging and heck, i'm all for suprises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well sure, i feel upset.&lt;br /&gt;empty even.&lt;br /&gt;but like i told you, &lt;br /&gt;i can take no for an answer. &lt;br /&gt;why won't you just tell me.&lt;br /&gt;and not leav me hanging. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-4187004883582608346?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/4187004883582608346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=4187004883582608346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/4187004883582608346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/4187004883582608346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/10/so-i-am-blogging-in-office-because-dana.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SOR62CJz8EI/AAAAAAAAAQo/-_DxlFBOWJ8/s72-c/d,fjhgsdfh.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-6651448450788811219</id><published>2008-09-30T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T07:36:00.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;THIS POST GOES OUT TO JUSTIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whose phone went for a dip in the sink today. courtesy of a moment of freak physics where the friction between his palm and the phone disappeared completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the situation looks bleak for Red Sony Ericsson, I shall write a short eulogy for it. damn i'm free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red Sony Ericsson has seen justin through many a good time and bad time. including numerous bitching escapades, recon-missions and self-entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end of eulogy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red Sony Ericsson is hanging on a thread now. it has already been through a few life-saving trips to the Sony Ericsson Customer Service Center in the period of which it has been in justin's possesion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it might not make it through this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let us hope for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...maybe phone-less justin is a good thing.  HAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-6651448450788811219?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/6651448450788811219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=6651448450788811219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/6651448450788811219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/6651448450788811219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-post-goes-out-to-justin-whose.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-811045240612688277</id><published>2008-09-28T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T01:04:24.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Hello,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is Bryan Toh.&lt;br /&gt;I'm 16 going on 17.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not rich, but financially stable.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not particularly good looking, though I rate myself a 7/10.&lt;br /&gt;My complexion is far from perfect.&lt;br /&gt;My figure isn't "hot", though I'm trying to get it to be.&lt;br /&gt;I tend to tell a lot of white lies, to try to preserve relationships.&lt;br /&gt;I tend to be overly sensitive and read too much into things at time.&lt;br /&gt;I can get rather paranoid with the people who mean a lot to me.&lt;br /&gt;I can be over-confident.&lt;br /&gt;I generally do not like to wait for things though I don't show it.&lt;br /&gt;I can be quite jerk-ish at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tell me, if that's all you knew about me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you still like me?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-811045240612688277?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/811045240612688277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=811045240612688277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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unbeaten home record comes to an end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But true fans never give up on their team. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-857608240743310868?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/857608240743310868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=857608240743310868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/857608240743310868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/857608240743310868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/09/arsenal-1-hull-city-2-arsenals-unbeaten.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-8725725227756223999</id><published>2008-09-27T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T07:07:54.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SN49y38SvSI/AAAAAAAAAQg/PB9tT9XgaEY/s1600-h/Buffon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SN49y38SvSI/AAAAAAAAAQg/PB9tT9XgaEY/s320/Buffon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250702159780166946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmhmm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so as i was watching soccer just now, i don't know, but i just had this sudden attack of nostalgia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, i remember the first time i wanted to play soccer. it was in sec1, and everyone was playing, so if i didn't play i'd look like a loser. i couldn't even KICK the ball at that time, much less dribble. so naturally, when i played, i was keeper. but i'm happy with that. it's a position that's brought me many secretly-proud moments. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the months passed, and under the tutelage of jason, agu and francis, i learnt how to take kicks. the internet taught me all the basics of a keeper, from angles to positioning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at sec2, i played my first competitive game at sports day. that was when i got my first pair of gloves (still using them). and...we won! was really happy that it was against Eagles, cause they were considered the "best" house or something. ok, so i didn't have a single save to make and everyone was saying how unfair Falcon's team was, with wayne, agu, jason, wen jun, francis...all them soccer players. but it was still good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at sec3! was when soccer really started to be part of me. with sec3 came a new class. and of course wayne. with wayne, i was introduced to the soccer guys. and of course after-school-soccer at the b-ball court. something i'd never dare to do before as i was just so scared of the "pros" (haha, what me and ming hui used to call them).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it was great! those were probably the happiest days of my life. granted i didn't study much, but still. it was soccer soccer soccer after school at 2, till 6 when Susie would chase us home. we played till our uniforms became transparent with sweat and we stank the class during sec4 remedials, but we had fun. that was what counted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soon i crashed soccer training. and we, the usual team, agu, francis, wayne, wenjun, shawn and me started signing up for tournaments. good times good times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then you have now. where we're all in our different polys. with new groups of friends. and so, we hardly meet up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we do meet up for soccer still, like we did last week. haha, and everyone thinks i'm crazy every time we meet cause i get so excited. but then, i'm just really happy that we get to play together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like we did through the tournaments, where we stuck together as the youngest team there and gave our best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like we did after school, where we had endless fun and inflated egos/tried to be fancy as the choir/band girls would see us as they walk to the music room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like we did in PE, competing as next team for the basketball court and begging Mr.Toh for just 5 more minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like we did at the field across my house, where i learnt how to kick a ball from jason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and like we still do. at Upper Court. with those new "super bian tai" indian opponents. haha, but we still stick as a team and give our all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man, soccer's THE game. :D&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/5162256740960856263-8725725227756223999?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/8725725227756223999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=8725725227756223999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-2750413043559511201</id><published>2008-09-24T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T08:20:08.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I am scared of PhotoDesk people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-2750413043559511201?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/2750413043559511201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=2750413043559511201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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lullabies,&lt;br /&gt;Choking on your alibis,&lt;br /&gt;Pride is just the price I pay!&lt;br /&gt;Destiny is calling me,&lt;br /&gt;Open up my eagle eyes,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm Mister Brightside.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-4458586093840116572?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/4458586093840116572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=4458586093840116572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/4458586093840116572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/4458586093840116572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/09/jealousy-turning-saints-into-sea.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-4047024908011648361</id><published>2008-09-22T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T10:10:45.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;what is becoming of me?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently, i have been overcome with powerful urges to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COOK. or bake. either's good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"dad..."&lt;br /&gt;"what...you want money is it? or is it you not eating dinner at home?"&lt;br /&gt;"i want to learn how to cook"&lt;br /&gt;"mmm...wha..WHAT?! YOU?! of all people! want to learn how to cook?"&lt;br /&gt;"yah"&lt;br /&gt;"i don't know if i should be happy that my son likes my passion or sad that my kitchen's gonna be ruined"&lt;br /&gt;"so you want to teach me or not?"&lt;br /&gt;"ok lah, ok lah. what dish..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so awkward!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-4047024908011648361?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/4047024908011648361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=4047024908011648361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/4047024908011648361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/4047024908011648361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-is-becoming-of-me-recently-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-5798948335183505138</id><published>2008-09-22T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T07:44:14.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;FIRST DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went back, and it was so much better than i expected. it's like i never left the place, and like i'm just picking up where i stopped the last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got a story, 2 side projects and a sruvey to compile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sure feels like home to me. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-5798948335183505138?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/5798948335183505138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=5798948335183505138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/5798948335183505138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/5798948335183505138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/09/first-day-today-was-good-day.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-3536140167119257783</id><published>2008-09-21T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T05:49:53.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;GOOD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evon's not angry at me. anymore or to begin with. breathe a sigh of relief bryan, breathe a sigh of relief. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's the day! once more, i shall be interning at SPH. mmhmm, hopes and fears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-3536140167119257783?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/3536140167119257783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=3536140167119257783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/3536140167119257783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/3536140167119257783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/09/good-evons-not-angry-at-me.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-2619123662524686645</id><published>2008-09-19T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T09:37:08.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SIAO I DAMN HAPPY NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheryl (that lucky dog) has this really sick rewards program for her results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A - $1000&lt;br /&gt;B - $200&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i sorta struck a deal with her, that if i help her do work for some subjects, she pays me with part of her reward money. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naturally, the only 2 things i can help her in is IS and IAC. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she's giving me $100 per subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's freaking 200 BUCKS just to lend her my IS Essay and come up with survey questions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-2619123662524686645?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/2619123662524686645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=2619123662524686645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/2619123662524686645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/2619123662524686645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/09/siao-i-damn-happy-now.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-8705832764420084463</id><published>2008-09-18T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T08:33:15.752-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I can't wait for Monday to come. &lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I'm actually wanting work to come.&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe one could actually find home so boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, no seriously. I'll wait. Even if you don't call today. I'll wait. Till you're ready.&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/5162256740960856263-8705832764420084463?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/8705832764420084463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=8705832764420084463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/8705832764420084463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/8705832764420084463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-cant-wait-for-monday-to-come.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-8427651355614659601</id><published>2008-09-17T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T21:59:55.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;You Picked Me - A Fine Frenzy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/fqLAzt6a_f/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/fqLAzt6a_f/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/luen-alviar/music/BT7A2_eI/a_fine_frenzy_you_picked_me/"&gt;You Picked Me - A Fine Frenzy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to it. Trust me its gooooooood!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-8427651355614659601?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/8427651355614659601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=8427651355614659601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/8427651355614659601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/8427651355614659601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/09/you-picked-me-fine-frenzy-you-picked-me.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-1186212425043290253</id><published>2008-09-17T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T07:54:45.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;suddenly, i feel like telling everyone about what my dream home is like. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok lah, don't say i too far-sighted, i tell ya'll about my PRE-marriage home. my bachelor's pad so as to say. hopefully it doesn't stay that way past 30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;home is an apartment on Soho street, London. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minimalist furnishings, with posters of bands/movies/uber babes everywhere on my walls. each wall will be different in colour (flamboyant much!) so careful to not be shocked or blinded when you walk in. the bed will be tatami. i like the smell of tatami. and besides, it's a BACHELOR'S pad, so i don't a really comfy bed for...y'know, action. pillows shall be duck-feathers. other types of furniture, as long as they look cool, i'm fine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pow-der-ful gadgets. my computer must be super imba, 'cause i'll be an SPH journalist based in London and working from home (huh!) and also gaming e.t.c. then i must have the XBOX 720, or PS 10. as long as it's the ultimate in gaming, for me and my guy pals to play. my stereo set must be imba too, 'cause music eeezzz lurveee bayybeh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool guitar room. with 5 acoustic guitars, all my guitar stuff and sound-proof walls. PHWOAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smexy outside world. there'll be parks, shopping malls and all just a stone's throw from home. plus, since it's Soho, there'll be HAUTE COUTURE everywhere! coooolzxzx manzxz! and better still, it's London. so...ARSENAL SEASON TICKET! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;food ah. i don't know, we see what comes my way. London food is generally nice anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not forgetting Winter! and..Autumn! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. so THAT'S home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-1186212425043290253?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/1186212425043290253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=1186212425043290253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/1186212425043290253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/1186212425043290253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/09/suddenly-i-feel-like-telling-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-559801159755730596</id><published>2008-09-17T02:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T02:12:39.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;and...i got the internship!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without having to do the intern test too! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-559801159755730596?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/559801159755730596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=559801159755730596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/559801159755730596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/559801159755730596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/09/and.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-3134456813056038063</id><published>2008-09-16T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T20:25:43.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Really inspired to cook!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-3134456813056038063?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/3134456813056038063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=3134456813056038063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/3134456813056038063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/3134456813056038063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/09/really-inspired-to-cook.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-6380990806208748222</id><published>2008-09-16T02:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T02:25:09.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WAKAKAKA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just came across these on a course-mate's blog. Freaking. Funny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't say I crude worhzx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PICK UPS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You’re like a dictionary, you add meaning to my life!&lt;br /&gt;2.Baby, you make my floppy disk turn into a hard drive&lt;br /&gt;3.Baby, if you were words on a page, you’d be what they call FINE PRINT!&lt;br /&gt;4. Kissing is a language of love....so how about a conversation?&lt;br /&gt;5.Wow I thought I was good looking, that is until I saw you.&lt;br /&gt;6.If you think you feel good, wait until you feel me.&lt;br /&gt;7.Excuse me, but do you give head to strangers? (No.) Well, then, allow me to introduce myself.&lt;br /&gt;8.Do you believe in love at first sight or do I have to walk by again?&lt;br /&gt;9.You've got 206 bones in your body, want one more?&lt;br /&gt;10. Is that a ladder in your stockings or the stairway to heaven?&lt;br /&gt;11.You know, if I were you, I'd have sex with me.&lt;br /&gt;12.Wanna come over for some pizza and sex? No? Why, don't you like&lt;br /&gt;pizza?&lt;br /&gt;13.I wish you were a door so I could bang you all day long.&lt;br /&gt;14.I may not go down in history, but i will go down on you!&lt;br /&gt;15.They call me "coffee". I grind so fine.&lt;br /&gt;16.Roses are red, violets are blue, I have warts, so will you.&lt;br /&gt;17.There's something wrong with my cell phone, you number isn't in it.&lt;br /&gt;18.If i said you have a beautiful body, will you hold it against me?&lt;br /&gt;19.You got lovely lips, do they want to meet mine?&lt;br /&gt;20.Excuse me, but does my tongue taste funny to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JECTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm sorry you've mistaken me for someone who cares what you think.&lt;br /&gt;2. Someday you'll go far- if you catch the right train&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm not as dumb as you look&lt;br /&gt;4. I can see why the only place you're ever invited is outside.&lt;br /&gt;5. How about never? Is never good for you?&lt;br /&gt;6. Just because no one understands you doesn't mean you're an artist&lt;br /&gt;7. Thinking isn't your best subject, is it?&lt;br /&gt;8. I see you've set aside this special time to humiliate yourself&lt;br /&gt;9. I'm not going to be mad, it's "Be Kind to Animals" week!&lt;br /&gt;10. Why dont you slip into something more comfortable, like a coma?&lt;br /&gt;11. Keep talking, some day you might say something intelligent?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MORE JECTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Whats your sign?&lt;br /&gt;A: Exit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How do you like your eggs?&lt;br /&gt;A: Unfertilized&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: I'd sure like to get into your panties.&lt;br /&gt;A: why would I want two assholes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: (Guy tries pick up line)&lt;br /&gt;A: Make up some sign language and shake your head fervently.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-6380990806208748222?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/6380990806208748222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=6380990806208748222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/6380990806208748222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/6380990806208748222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/09/wakakaka-came-across-these-on-course.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-7921789490404143764</id><published>2008-09-16T02:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T02:03:48.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SM92VX2NsqI/AAAAAAAAAQY/39ouTEvIKSk/s1600-h/Photo+27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SM92VX2NsqI/AAAAAAAAAQY/39ouTEvIKSk/s320/Photo+27.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246542200460653218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I AM ONE INSECURE GUY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-7921789490404143764?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/7921789490404143764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=7921789490404143764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/7921789490404143764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/7921789490404143764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-am-one-insecure-guy.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SM92VX2NsqI/AAAAAAAAAQY/39ouTEvIKSk/s72-c/Photo+27.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-939174514857265202</id><published>2008-09-15T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T10:14:19.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SM6XeOk6qzI/AAAAAAAAAQI/id_du_9-Y1o/s1600-h/DSC01889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SM6XeOk6qzI/AAAAAAAAAQI/id_du_9-Y1o/s320/DSC01889.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246297161498012466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look like some loser here. All thanks to my attempt to make Mama happy. At least it worked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SM6XecX7htI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/d_7inM61Tus/s1600-h/121212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SM6XecX7htI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/d_7inM61Tus/s320/121212.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246297165201639122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be going back here to work next week hopefully. I've missed it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I am one insercure person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-939174514857265202?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/939174514857265202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=939174514857265202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/939174514857265202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! i am in such a good mood now! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after 8 MONTHS. 8 FREAKING MONTHS. i have finally played soccer again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sure, it was raining. sure the court was dirty as hell. sure i sorta sprained my leg. but those were all things that i missed so badly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to all the guys who agreed to my impromptu game at Upper Court! gay as this can or will sound, ya'll made my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you know what, i think i'm kinda glad-ish that i didn't get a job. love the freedom. and thank you Lord, that there's the YouthInk thing, so that at least i can stand a chance at 80extra bucks a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this holiday is turning out gooood. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-6947887900678689634?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-9043663832919323105</id><published>2008-09-12T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T21:40:21.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HAH! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night effectively got rid of all the bad hoo-joo feelings that i'd been experiencing throughout the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mahjong and sharing sessions. what more could one ask for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, we managed to get some shut eye. which was good, 'cause then when we mahjong-ed, we weren't sleepy or lethargic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, i brought my Mac over. so you know what that means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WARNING: MAY CONTAIN MILD HOMOSEXUAL REFERENCES AND OCCASIONAL FUGLI-NESS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but who cares. it was fun. hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-8935971823993448778</id><published>2008-09-11T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T08:59:46.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;urgh. i feel so..."nua".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i tried to act smart. i swam and gym-ed. and almost died along the way. never again. NEVARRRR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then the dumbest/stupidest/retarded-est thing happened today. i went for lunch alone after swimming. bought BanMian. after eating 3 spoonfulls, i realised i was quite thirsty. went of to get a drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN I CAME BACK MY BAN MIAN WAS GONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fghfjdghjsdfghjakkgslgkjfgjkdfhjkhfd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. maybe it was fault of my part, but still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realise, i'm blogging about "everyday" nowadays. a bit stupid. it just shows how bored i am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a'ite. shall not complain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still want my field.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-8935971823993448778?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/8935971823993448778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=8935971823993448778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/8935971823993448778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/8935971823993448778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/09/urgh.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-5122209190294651490</id><published>2008-09-10T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T10:06:25.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;thank goodness game committee meetings are resuming. at least i have something else to do in my amazingly mundane holiday life besides swimming and gym. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i sound very bad, and all you JC people are gonna kill me, but i'm secretly hoping that promos comes quickly and goes. so at least we can meet up and go out! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's pretty amazing how Murphy's Law (although not a scientifically proven and established one) occurs so frequently in our lives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take my current holiday situation for example. when i want the time to pass quickly (only because i really have nothing to do. yes, i know it is partly my fault), it crawls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what happens in say...a game of mahjong. with 4 people! which by the way is quite rare these days so i'm pretty much elated that there's gonna be a session this friday. with 4 people! i want the time to crawl, but instead it speeds up and runs past us like a train out of control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thing is, i sorta broke my 40day challenge thingy. after like...14days. i don't know. it wasn't as if i was dying to do what i said i wouldn't. which just makes me feel all the more worse, knowing that i could have done perfectly well without it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post has been pretty much been about passing thoughts in my head. you tend to get this way, especially when there's too much free time on your hands. it's like an oxymoronic curse, 'cause when i'm back leading my normal (juggle school+personal+social) life, i always seem short of time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess that's the way the cookie crumbles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, i wouldn't mind having lots of free time on my hands and just daydreaming it away. it's just that my room isn't quite cutting it for me as a place to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want a field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a big open field with lots of green grass. just grass. no bugs or mud or anything. with the sun shining down on me, bright enough to remind me that God is good, not so bright that it glares. with the weather like spring, un-humid. with lots of breeze, enough to cool me, not so much that i feel chilly. with no noise of traffic. with no one else in it, so it's like a "me" moment. with acoustic music magically playing in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i'd want that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i'd lie in my field. and chew the grass. and look at the passing clouds. enjoy the breeze. let the sun shine on me. hear the grass rustle from the wind. be free of inhibitions; run, shout, sing, roll around because i like where i'm at now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i'm tired out and everything, to just close my eyes and rest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i won't have a care in the world. it'll just be me, my field and God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i won't have to think about all the "What Ifs" in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then my mind'd be clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i'd feel so at peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i'd like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-5122209190294651490?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/5122209190294651490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=5122209190294651490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/5122209190294651490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/5122209190294651490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/09/thank-goodness-game-committee-meetings.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-7173418714109527408</id><published>2008-09-09T23:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T23:01:41.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;You see everything.&lt;br /&gt;You see every part.&lt;br /&gt;You see all my light,&lt;br /&gt;And you love my dark.&lt;br /&gt;You dig everything,&lt;br /&gt;Of which I'm ashamed.&lt;br /&gt;There's not anything to,&lt;br /&gt;Which you can't believe.&lt;br /&gt;And you're still here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-7173418714109527408?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-7091827152649985765</id><published>2008-09-09T22:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T22:44:00.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;my hair is starting to puff up at the sides and flatten on the top. i think i look like i'm wearing a mushroom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-7091827152649985765?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/7091827152649985765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=7091827152649985765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/7091827152649985765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/7091827152649985765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-hair-is-starting-to-puff-up-at-sides.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-9084357534254310983</id><published>2008-09-08T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T06:08:40.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, today, i officially was part of something that definitely ranks as one of the STUPIDEST things i've ever done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the day started off normally. woke up at 12-ish and just stared at the ceiling. somehow, eechun and me arranged to go swimming at the new pool in Sengkang. headed to his place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met agu and off we went. it was a perfect day for swimming, hot and all. BUT when we reached there, we realized that the pool is closed on mondays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disappointed, but not out yet, we trudged to the MRT station to decided what to do. don't ask me how, but we came to a consensus on Sentosa. OMFGBBQSTEAMBOAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the time we reached there it was 4pm. we sorta forgot also that Sentosa is at the other end of Singapore so we went with the impression that it'd be sunny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it turned out to be cloudy and cold. horrible day for Sentosa-ing. SO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after 10mins in Sentosa. we headed back to Vivo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SDFLKGLKSDJGKEJGKJGKDSJFKGJDSKLJFGLKSDFJGLKDSJFLGKJOIRET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we best ah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-9084357534254310983?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/9084357534254310983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=9084357534254310983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/9084357534254310983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/9084357534254310983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/09/haha-ok-today-i-officially-was-part-of.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-1037791874796788921</id><published>2008-09-07T03:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T06:49:45.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ARIGATO, ALIGATO, AGINOMOTO...WHATEVER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here it is, the long overdue Japan post. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i was in Osaka with my family, namely my Mum and Brother, for a week. let me introduce them to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;MUM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMOz8LZn9wI/AAAAAAAAAGo/mf6qRXSXSRc/s1600-h/077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMOz8LZn9wI/AAAAAAAAAGo/mf6qRXSXSRc/s320/077.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243232237623179010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;BROTHER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMO0S4sGGuI/AAAAAAAAAGw/1v2XU-n09eE/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMO0S4sGGuI/AAAAAAAAAGw/1v2XU-n09eE/s320/004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243232627737369314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;now that that's done, let's get down to business. i don't wanna let my post become sermon-ish, so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEEKTUREEEES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMO5txvfhBI/AAAAAAAAAHw/JclyvDg3mDY/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMO5txvfhBI/AAAAAAAAAHw/JclyvDg3mDY/s320/002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243238587287176210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the airport. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMO1WkgbLKI/AAAAAAAAAHA/usYKyTVG_lM/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMO1WkgbLKI/AAAAAAAAAHA/usYKyTVG_lM/s320/005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243233790550813858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;DAY2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMO13ovSjXI/AAAAAAAAAHI/QZd0B44ZiHQ/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMO13ovSjXI/AAAAAAAAAHI/QZd0B44ZiHQ/s320/012.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243234358622588274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Universal Studios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMO2VOvPowI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/SRdutwZXYV4/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMO2VOvPowI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/SRdutwZXYV4/s320/014.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243234867039150850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aiyah, Bryan, why you must do funny face and spoil the picture?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMO28JjGzVI/AAAAAAAAAHY/o1yI414GDkE/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMO28JjGzVI/AAAAAAAAAHY/o1yI414GDkE/s320/017.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243235535660961106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We attempt to get ourselves in the mood for dinosaurs while waiting for the Jurassic Park ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMO3smMX-uI/AAAAAAAAAHg/lTQK2vG2JyU/s1600-h/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMO3smMX-uI/AAAAAAAAAHg/lTQK2vG2JyU/s320/024.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243236367983966946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture. I likeeee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMO4HEs0k3I/AAAAAAAAAHo/MMMWCA1AFSI/s1600-h/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMO4HEs0k3I/AAAAAAAAAHo/MMMWCA1AFSI/s320/029.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243236822849721202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW I AM SO VERY HAPPY WE ARE AT UNIVERSAL STUDIOS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;DAY3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMO6KjDnoUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/_0YhoOU4c7o/s1600-h/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMO6KjDnoUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/_0YhoOU4c7o/s320/031.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243239081561268546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We the Zen Brothers, Cedric and Bryan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMO6sXCmxXI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Qym8Im9nhOk/s1600-h/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMO6sXCmxXI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Qym8Im9nhOk/s320/034.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243239662451344754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The walls of Osaka Castle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMO7QWWwdMI/AAAAAAAAAII/vCDta9GXN5g/s1600-h/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMO7QWWwdMI/AAAAAAAAAII/vCDta9GXN5g/s320/037.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243240280742720706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMO7rjLTWiI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/0ItnWo6V3eo/s1600-h/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMO7rjLTWiI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/0ItnWo6V3eo/s320/039.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243240748040804898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saintly music thunders in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMO8Oj7_utI/AAAAAAAAAIY/5DnVmJr8URQ/s1600-h/043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMO8Oj7_utI/AAAAAAAAAIY/5DnVmJr8URQ/s320/043.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243241349540461266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying traditional street snacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMO81He4VQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/z3oqptXvbzQ/s1600-h/053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMO81He4VQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/z3oqptXvbzQ/s320/053.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243242011917047042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mum, The Brothers and The Castle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMO9bXve3MI/AAAAAAAAAIo/GWuXuQqp_uc/s1600-h/063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMO9bXve3MI/AAAAAAAAAIo/GWuXuQqp_uc/s320/063.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243242669116677314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your friendly neighborhood Samurai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMO-RapnLWI/AAAAAAAAAIw/vYsHwazxugk/s1600-h/069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMO-RapnLWI/AAAAAAAAAIw/vYsHwazxugk/s320/069.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243243597610298722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super-hero Kawaaii De-su family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMO-_1bscKI/AAAAAAAAAI4/JWjtgd1i-f4/s1600-h/071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMO-_1bscKI/AAAAAAAAAI4/JWjtgd1i-f4/s320/071.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243244395073663138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We damn cool, take Neoprint. This is at the viewing deck of some famous building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMO_g7X0uDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Ankz8Aum4Rc/s1600-h/074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMO_g7X0uDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Ankz8Aum4Rc/s320/074.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243244963603724338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh Jack! I'm flying!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMPAN68QtzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/QFDkSrOsAvo/s1600-h/089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMPAN68QtzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/QFDkSrOsAvo/s320/089.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243245736582231858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meditation 101&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMPMfirrvuI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/ezGKG0z4s28/s1600-h/095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMPMfirrvuI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/ezGKG0z4s28/s320/095.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243259233447427810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bento for dinner in the Hotel room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMPNFgqGAVI/AAAAAAAAAJY/lCz61QZfp_A/s1600-h/096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMPNFgqGAVI/AAAAAAAAAJY/lCz61QZfp_A/s320/096.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243259885738918226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the bullet train to Hiroshima.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMPN4Qm7fvI/AAAAAAAAAJg/TdoGnSAx7CQ/s1600-h/102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMPN4Qm7fvI/AAAAAAAAAJg/TdoGnSAx7CQ/s320/102.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243260757604007666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool bullet train. Even cooler Mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMPOWumI13I/AAAAAAAAAJo/2Mjng717v5E/s1600-h/108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMPOWumI13I/AAAAAAAAAJo/2Mjng717v5E/s320/108.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243261281049827186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the boat to Miyajimo (spelling?) Island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMPO28TcUuI/AAAAAAAAAJw/lcQPSkm5u6I/s1600-h/114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMPO28TcUuI/AAAAAAAAAJw/lcQPSkm5u6I/s320/114.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243261834485322466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The island. Quaint, Homely and Rustic. Just the way i like it. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMPPY1Aa0wI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/s-VEMNLfjSI/s1600-h/132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMPPY1Aa0wI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/s-VEMNLfjSI/s320/132.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243262416642036482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shrine in the Sea. I like this photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMPQC_gV81I/AAAAAAAAAKA/sWN759lkCnI/s1600-h/142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMPQC_gV81I/AAAAAAAAAKA/sWN759lkCnI/s320/142.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243263141014795090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They cooler than cucumber lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMPQdhsSl3I/AAAAAAAAAKI/FY1afsyIHWI/s1600-h/157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMPQdhsSl3I/AAAAAAAAAKI/FY1afsyIHWI/s320/157.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243263596868310898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YA DAH! (in traditional Japanese wear)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMPRDCIVKxI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/RR4mAMS_1g8/s1600-h/158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMPRDCIVKxI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/RR4mAMS_1g8/s320/158.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243264241231014674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cedric says: "I also can!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much for this day 'cause we visited the Hiroshima Atomic Bomb Memorial. We spent most of the day in the museum where photos were not allowed. I guess it's fine. Moving on should be the only thing to do for such a horrific event in the history of humanity. Man and the struggles for power. Urgh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMPRqj1gwBI/AAAAAAAAAKY/5hFkJ4a4hvs/s1600-h/176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMPRqj1gwBI/AAAAAAAAAKY/5hFkJ4a4hvs/s320/176.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243264920293785618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Memorial. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;DAY6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in Osaka!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMPSqmxU-QI/AAAAAAAAAKg/VdEnYM-G2Ac/s1600-h/185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMPSqmxU-QI/AAAAAAAAAKg/VdEnYM-G2Ac/s320/185.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243266020593170690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Near the Harbour Area. See that shirt? I stupidly used wet tissue paper to clean some sauce i spilled on it! Now it's ruined! SIGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMPTaCbAoJI/AAAAAAAAAKo/_U9Ih_u7DO8/s1600-h/188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMPTaCbAoJI/AAAAAAAAAKo/_U9Ih_u7DO8/s320/188.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243266835469607058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Aquarium. Fanstastic place! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMPT35NfjRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hzWkr9leR1Y/s1600-h/207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMPT35NfjRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hzWkr9leR1Y/s320/207.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243267348393069842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna bore you guys with too many pictures of Marine Life (though they all are very colourful and interesting) so i'll just show the main attraction of The Aquarium; Mr. Whale Shark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMPUltoZvbI/AAAAAAAAAK4/HNoLXEqoPyo/s1600-h/225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMPUltoZvbI/AAAAAAAAAK4/HNoLXEqoPyo/s320/225.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243268135558692274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RARGHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMPVAIKvNzI/AAAAAAAAALA/9uMv7C3H2bA/s1600-h/226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMPVAIKvNzI/AAAAAAAAALA/9uMv7C3H2bA/s320/226.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243268589358626610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuckoo-ness runs in the blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMPV7liPzEI/AAAAAAAAALI/MELayAFjLzg/s1600-h/227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMPV7liPzEI/AAAAAAAAALI/MELayAFjLzg/s320/227.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243269610854140994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMPV77R58bI/AAAAAAAAALQ/Ex5tffVmg4E/s1600-h/228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMPV77R58bI/AAAAAAAAALQ/Ex5tffVmg4E/s320/228.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243269616691179954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMPV8EDzLdI/AAAAAAAAALY/93SM5PK6GUs/s1600-h/229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMPV8EDzLdI/AAAAAAAAALY/93SM5PK6GUs/s320/229.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243269619047935442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And presenting the Frogman! Yeah, that's the frog Dana, haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMPWcqNmV7I/AAAAAAAAALg/nE5yY6AyLJk/s1600-h/230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMPWcqNmV7I/AAAAAAAAALg/nE5yY6AyLJk/s320/230.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243270179045398450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna know why we're so happy? 'CAUSE IT'S SHOPPING TIME BAYBEH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMPXKR19QwI/AAAAAAAAALo/VHQIutBKtEU/s1600-h/231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMPXKR19QwI/AAAAAAAAALo/VHQIutBKtEU/s320/231.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243270962777768706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUGE 5-storey Zara. The Men's section was a tad disappointing though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;DAY7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 7th day was spent mostly at scenic spots in Nara and Kyoto. So...i'm kinda lazy to put the pictures up, haha. If you want to see, just tell me! I'd be more than happy to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMPX8vXxI1I/AAAAAAAAALw/OVebGQBR-0U/s1600-h/307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMPX8vXxI1I/AAAAAAAAALw/OVebGQBR-0U/s320/307.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243271829697667922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group photo! At the Lantern Shrine in Nara, one of the many places we visited. Taken by a kind Serbian who was on our tour bus. It was funny, 'cause we were like "Photo Partners". We take pictures for him, he take for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMPYY-aRxFI/AAAAAAAAAL4/2NGIHS_DQ84/s1600-h/315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMPYY-aRxFI/AAAAAAAAAL4/2NGIHS_DQ84/s320/315.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243272314771063890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beef rice for dinner. This wins Yoshinoya hands down any day. And it's cheaper too. Sigh..I love Japan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;LASTDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last day was spent mostly at the Kansai Airport 'cause we had an morning flight home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMPZFoJZIKI/AAAAAAAAAMA/GY6Kk6mcxHA/s1600-h/317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMPZFoJZIKI/AAAAAAAAAMA/GY6Kk6mcxHA/s320/317.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243273081888776354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum and Brother at the Departure Hall of Kansai Airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMPZ4CFBtiI/AAAAAAAAAMI/5fdEYAwukUM/s1600-h/320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMPZ4CFBtiI/AAAAAAAAAMI/5fdEYAwukUM/s320/320.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243273947843245602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Frogman needs his rest. I didn't even know Mum took this photo till we reached Singapore! Crafty fools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Thus, the Japan trip came to an end. I sure miss the place; the efficiency, the great service, how everything seemed so perfect and how we didn't pespire even though average temperatures were 35degrees Celsius. I'd encourage you to go there if you get the chance to! It's a wonderful place, so rich in culture yet so technologically advanced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I shall stop gushing about Japan. (I am trying very hard to stop)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends! I have gifts for all of ya'll! They're not really uber or fancy, but they're really from the heart! Will pass them to you when I get your "postcards" done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with that, I end the Japan Post. Remember, if you want to see any of the other photos, just tell me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-1037791874796788921?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/1037791874796788921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=1037791874796788921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/1037791874796788921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/1037791874796788921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/09/arigato-aligato-aginomoto.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SMOz8LZn9wI/AAAAAAAAAGo/mf6qRXSXSRc/s72-c/077.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-8455022882633672326</id><published>2008-09-06T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T08:28:49.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Thinking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listening to Cinematic Sunrise made me think and daydream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i thought about what would make me really happy now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's just having a huge open field, full of green grass, sunny, not a cloud in the sky, and boundless. for me to run. for me to dance around in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm contented. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-8455022882633672326?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/8455022882633672326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=8455022882633672326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/8455022882633672326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/8455022882633672326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/09/thinking-listening-to-cinematic-sunrise.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-5651915802775304764</id><published>2008-09-06T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T08:16:50.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;You're growing up,&lt;br /&gt;And the rain sort of remains on the branches of a tree,&lt;br /&gt;That'll someday rule the Earth. &lt;br /&gt;And it's good that there is rain. &lt;br /&gt;It clears the month of your sorry rainbow expressions, &lt;br /&gt;And it clears the streets of the silent armies, &lt;br /&gt;So we can dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's go dance around in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;Don't pay any attention to the people staring from inside.&lt;br /&gt;We'll leave all our cares behind.&lt;br /&gt;And you can hear it the pitter patter of on the rooftop. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-5651915802775304764?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/5651915802775304764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=5651915802775304764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/5651915802775304764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/5651915802775304764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/09/youre-growing-up-and-rain-sort-of.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-8335879229532705884</id><published>2008-08-29T04:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T04:21:13.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;BEFORE I LEAVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SLfbR5ErL5I/AAAAAAAAAGU/MgXXeosZCRM/s1600-h/Photo+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SLfbR5ErL5I/AAAAAAAAAGU/MgXXeosZCRM/s320/Photo+10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239897791893548946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SLfbLmIaOJI/AAAAAAAAAGM/cWTX6I6xM7U/s1600-h/Photo+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SLfbLmIaOJI/AAAAAAAAAGM/cWTX6I6xM7U/s320/Photo+9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239897683729725586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin and Rachel came over to fool around today! so...guess who's hand is working the lizard puppet? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bon voyage to myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-8335879229532705884?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/8335879229532705884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=8335879229532705884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/8335879229532705884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/8335879229532705884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/08/before-i-leave-justin-and-rachel-came.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SLfbR5ErL5I/AAAAAAAAAGU/MgXXeosZCRM/s72-c/Photo+10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-5415371625021167099</id><published>2008-08-28T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T07:50:48.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;i look through all my old posts, and realize, i put myself through A LOT of unnecessary misery last time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WARAOZX.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-5415371625021167099?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/5415371625021167099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=5415371625021167099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/5415371625021167099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/5415371625021167099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-look-through-all-my-old-posts-and.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-7914292889573640827</id><published>2008-08-28T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T07:46:35.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;NO ON THEIR VACANCY SIGNS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in slightly more than a day, i'll be flying off to Osaka. i have not packed. and i intend to spend as much of tomorrow out and doing shizzo before i fly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, what's new Bryan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note, went gym with Winston today. which was good, 'cause we havent met up for quite a while. headed to my place, managed to persuade him to not go watch his movie, cleaned up and had cheapo chicken rice for dinner. so quaint and homely. i like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and justin, you havent passed me the vouchers yet. don't blame me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i mention i look like some chicken on drugs in my new pic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-7914292889573640827?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/7914292889573640827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=7914292889573640827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/7914292889573640827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/7914292889573640827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/08/no-on-their-vacancy-signs-in-slightly.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-2972619472584511970</id><published>2008-08-27T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T10:51:21.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I used to think this song was really emo-rific. but no more. please listen! (ignore the back part though)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/YOGjCfrlC5"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/YOGjCfrlC5" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/eapplen/music/4r4Uajkc/death_cab_for_cutie_i_will_follow_you_into_the_dark_live/"&gt;I Will Follow You into the Dark - LIVE - Death Cab for Cutie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-2972619472584511970?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/2972619472584511970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=2972619472584511970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/2972619472584511970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/2972619472584511970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-used-to-think-this-song-was-really.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-2720967234762046262</id><published>2008-08-27T04:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T04:54:22.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;UPDATESU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right. so i'll be flying off to Osaka in 2days time. excited much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, the last few days have been...slow. in a nice, leisurely way. like, some holiday in the Bahamas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, if any one wants stuff from Japan like mochis or anything, tell me, i'd be more than happy to help ya'll import. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday's teachers day for HI. its at Punggol Park. HMMM. well, it's always great to meet people again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ho-hum. like i said, the past few days have been slow. and so i have nothing much to blog about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tarantah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the following love song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Yeah, my girlfriend takes me home when I'm too drunk to drive&lt;br /&gt;And she doesn't get all jealous when I hang out with the guys&lt;br /&gt;She laughs at my dumb jokes when no one does&lt;br /&gt;She brings me Mexican food from Sombrero's just because&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah, just because)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my girlfriend likes U.L. and D.H.C.&lt;br /&gt;And she's so smart and independent, I don't think she needs me&lt;br /&gt;Quite half as much as I know I need her&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why there's not another guy that she'd prefer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I feel like giving up&lt;br /&gt;Like my world is falling down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I show up at 3am&lt;br /&gt;She's still up watching Vacation, and I&lt;br /&gt;See her pretty face&lt;br /&gt;It takes me away to a better place and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I know that everything [3x]) Everything's gonna be fine&lt;br /&gt;(I know that everything [3x]) Everything's gonna be fine&lt;br /&gt;(I know that everything [3x]) Everything's gonna be fine&lt;br /&gt;(I know that everything [3x]) Everything's gonna be fine&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/5162256740960856263-2720967234762046262?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/2720967234762046262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=2720967234762046262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/2720967234762046262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/2720967234762046262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/08/updatesu-right.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-4926328445903735912</id><published>2008-08-23T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T08:47:05.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SCHIZOPHRENIC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so weird! make up your mind if you want to lock your blog or not. and if you want to post a post or not.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i'm skype-ing with cheryl chiam now. met up with her today after like finally. headed to have dinner with her and Zach at Botak Jones. always good to have reunions...oh sorts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thatsa about all i guess..OH and DANA. if you are see this, add me on msn at &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;silenced_person@hotmail.com &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADD ADD ADD! (wakakakaka to you justin!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-4926328445903735912?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/4926328445903735912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=4926328445903735912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/4926328445903735912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/4926328445903735912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/08/schizophrenic-so-weird-make-up-your.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-7609539293760513769</id><published>2008-08-22T21:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T21:57:56.004-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;JAGAN NA STEP CHOMEL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, its 12.52pm. i have a game com meeting at 1pm. and i'm here blogging because i'm too lazy to go bath. what is happening to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, justin and I went to the airport to study with dana. it was fun; i read my book, they studied their stuff. and then there was the occasional burn and joke. yadah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i've garnered 2 new names. airport and unicorn. wakakakaka!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"are you sleeping in the nude?"&lt;br /&gt;"wth?! no! what kind of question is that?"&lt;br /&gt;"no, you must say, yes. but with my fat suit on."&lt;br /&gt;"hahahaha!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-7609539293760513769?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/7609539293760513769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=7609539293760513769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/7609539293760513769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/7609539293760513769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/08/jagan-na-step-chomel-ok-its-12.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-1612932554813131300</id><published>2008-08-20T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T23:41:27.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;G   C &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this feels strange and untrue &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Em &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I won't waste a minute without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;G   C &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bones ache, my skin feels cold &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Em   C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm getting so tired and so old &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;G &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The anger swells in my guts &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Em&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I won't feel these slices and cuts &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;G   C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want so much to open your eyes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Em   C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos I need you to look into mine&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G   C&lt;br /&gt;Tell me that you'll open your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Em   C&lt;br /&gt;Tell me that you'll open your eyes[x2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G   C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get up, get out, get away from these liars &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Em   C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos they don't get your soul or your fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;G   C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take my hand, knot your fingers through mine &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Em   C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we'll walk from this dark room for the last time &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;G   C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every minute from this minute now &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Em   C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can do what we like anywhere &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;G   C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want so much to open your eyes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Em   C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos I need you to look into mine &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G   C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me that you'll open your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Em   C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me that you'll open your eyes [x2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G   C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this feels strange and untrue &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Em   C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I won't waste a minute without you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-1612932554813131300?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/1612932554813131300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=1612932554813131300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/1612932554813131300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/1612932554813131300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/08/g-c-all-this-feels-strange-and-untrue.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-2254065568644648129</id><published>2008-08-20T11:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T11:46:18.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SKxmdH8gQxI/AAAAAAAAAFs/DNwRz67RySU/s1600-h/ERNY-2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SKxmdH8gQxI/AAAAAAAAAFs/DNwRz67RySU/s320/ERNY-2.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236673117260104466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SKxjrAFnl9I/AAAAAAAAAFk/wS0wtLJm9pA/s1600-h/COOL.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SKxjrAFnl9I/AAAAAAAAAFk/wS0wtLJm9pA/s320/COOL.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236670057134135250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NICE OR NOT?! MY 1st ATTEMPT AT PHOTOSHOP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-2254065568644648129?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/2254065568644648129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=2254065568644648129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/2254065568644648129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/2254065568644648129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/08/nice-or-not-my-1st-attempt-at-photoshop.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SKxmdH8gQxI/AAAAAAAAAFs/DNwRz67RySU/s72-c/ERNY-2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-606940449681066393</id><published>2008-08-20T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T10:55:07.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ON BEHALF OF...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me say that i know dissing people that i do not know is never a good thing. but neither is openly criticizing your fellow coursemates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the following post is by Erny, Year 1 CMM student at TP. if you remember, i've done like 2 posts on her already, about her indie fascination (or should i say wannabe-ness). don't ask me how i know her. and sorry if you know her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do this flame post because, the post is aimed directly at people in her semester. but indirectly affects everyone else. in what way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read the following lines and you'll see that it applies to people who don't listen to her music (well, sorry if i'm not into Bjork!). ok, i know its kindaaaa petty that i'm getting a little rilled up over just that? but, i like my music, and i don't think it's right to insult others music tastes. and since i'm gonna address that, i might as well address the other issues she brought up about the people in her course, 'cause i feel that its an injustice towards them for her to say these. so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here goes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obviously, i'm addicted to the peace sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still cannot connect with the people in mass comm. after an entire semester. initially, i thought they'll be a bunch of snotty, intelligent, self-absorbing, topshop-wearing, egoistic brats. now, i think they're all that minus intelligence plus a chunk of fake american accents, weird blogs, and zilch taste in music. with the exception of a minority. (especially the owner of a particular macbook that was playing sigur ros very softly during marketing lecture last week)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fyi, secondhand serenade is Not indie. morons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i begin, allow me to point that the first line of your post contradicts your post. why get addicted to the peace sign, if your post itself would start a war?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondly, its YOUR problem if you can't connect. don't expect people to change for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thirdly, you don't go around saying your coursemates have "minus intelligence" and "a chunk of fake american accents" or "weird blogs". go look in a mirror before you judge girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then! "zilch taste in music". i assume by that, you mean people who don't listen to your music lah? so i don't like Death Cab For Cutie. so i don't like Bjork. so i like Coldplay. so i like Chiodos. so you don't like them. SO WHAT? i don't need you to agree with my music taste. neither do i need to agree to yours! it's called personal taste. you can eff-ing like Tibetian Chants for all i care! i won't diss you, because everyone's entitled to their own choices! you know, it's ok if you don't like a person's music and you keep it to yourself. after all, like i said, everyone's entitled to their own choice. but when you make it known, don't look anywhere else when the venom comes in left, right and centre. eh, who made YOUR playlist the yardstick for musical taste anyway? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, so what if i think SecondHand Serenade is indie? you gonna call me a moron just for a small mistake like that? girl! you gotta cool down! and do you even know the meaning of indie in the first place or not? fyi, its not the "to be different" indie that you try (note: TRY) to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and speaking about indie. you want to be indie right? you want to be different right? then don't expect other people to share the same interests as you. you're DIFFERENT remember? go look it up in the dictionary girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and you're SOOOO indie huh? well, then why you want to connect with people? so indie, go live in a cave by yourself and talk to the bird and the bee (i know that's a band, in case you want to diss me). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you girl, are a disgrace to the people who are indie. people who are indie have their own personality. they're different because they believe in what they do, no matter what others think. it is they themselves, personal style, personal taste and personal beliefs that make them indie. there is no gauge for indie-ness. you don't say "i'm indie 'cause i listen to Bjork". you don't WANT to be indie. 'cause then it defeats the whole purpose of being indie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you girl, are the cause as to why people stereotype Mass Communications students to be bitchy, hypocritical and haughty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least thats what i think. and what i believe in. as "un-indie" or whatever you deem it to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-606940449681066393?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/606940449681066393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=606940449681066393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/606940449681066393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/606940449681066393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/08/on-behalf-of.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-4901795129615798916</id><published>2008-08-20T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T09:09:52.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/anwlpTgbQTE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/anwlpTgbQTE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WARAOXZ! IF ONLY IT WAS ME! ARSENAL LEH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-4901795129615798916?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/4901795129615798916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=4901795129615798916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/4901795129615798916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/4901795129615798916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/08/waraoxz-if-only-it-was-me.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-4199059765832209772</id><published>2008-08-20T03:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T03:47:30.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;WARAOX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man, it's getting boring-er and boring-er these days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people with Poly Finals and Promos hurry end your exams (not trying to spite ya'll or anything)! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand, i is looking forward to September where hopefully, i can intern at SPH and get to work at F1 (fingers crossed). experience and moolah. what more could i ask for? i calculated, i'll earn (if i really get both jobs) in total, $1320! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wowzers. if i DO get that, i'll treat everyone to some buffet. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now to steel myself in preperation for the call to SPH HR and for the possible internship test. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-4199059765832209772?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/4199059765832209772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=4199059765832209772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/4199059765832209772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/4199059765832209772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/08/waraox-oh-man-its-getting-boring-er-and.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-3334564690096824852</id><published>2008-08-19T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T08:17:14.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;When I stopped putting songs on my blog (which was very recent), I told myself, unless a song comes by that has lyrics that ring true in my like, has a tune that speaks volumes, and a melody that makes me feel, I won't put another song on my blog because I don't want to keep putting songs that I'd like only temporarily. I want to put a song that I will remember at 50, another "The Scientist". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeap, I have found a song like that. It's by one of my favourite bands, Cinematic Sunrise, and it's called "Pulling a Piano From a Pond". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't put it up on my blog, because Imeem doesn't have it in their database, so I did this post to let you, you and you know about the song. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a great song! And ask me if you want it, I'd be more than happy to share it with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SKriPfOzSaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/P4F3HiVZbHg/s1600-h/Cinematic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SKriPfOzSaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/P4F3HiVZbHg/s320/Cinematic.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236246272481118626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I want this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-3334564690096824852?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/3334564690096824852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=3334564690096824852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/3334564690096824852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/3334564690096824852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/08/when-i-stopped-putting-songs-on-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SKriPfOzSaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/P4F3HiVZbHg/s72-c/Cinematic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-8320182909817981485</id><published>2008-08-18T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T10:58:24.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;BLARUGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this particular segment from a conversation with a friend of mine made me laugh and in a way made my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"oh yeah, i sleep in the nude often."&lt;br /&gt;"serious?" &lt;br /&gt;"yeah, but with my fat suit still on lah."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA (it just cracked me up. don't judge me?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-8320182909817981485?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/8320182909817981485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=8320182909817981485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/8320182909817981485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/8320182909817981485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/08/blarugh-this-particular-segment-from.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-7419711922731647812</id><published>2008-08-17T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T09:31:17.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;PARAPARASAKURA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday and today have been eventful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we shall begin in yesterday afternoon, after all that argument with dad and what not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed over to justin's place for the study session with evon and rachel. botak-jones after that. AND then it was off to gugu's place for the night. i tell you, i fancy Sparkle more and more each time i go to gugu's place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cut my hair today, at Red's. kudos to Justin for intro-ing the place to me, and yes, i am happy with my hair. headed home after that. the time passed me, and I passed the time. and i ended up here, blogging and waiting for Justin's call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, thatsza 'bout it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Joan,&lt;br /&gt;Any exam period is never easy to go through. Study hard, Pray hard, Remember to love yourself in the process and know that there are people around you who really, really care for you. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-7419711922731647812?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/7419711922731647812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=7419711922731647812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/7419711922731647812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/7419711922731647812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/08/paraparasakura-yesterday-and-today-have.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-6703027169231118020</id><published>2008-08-15T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T08:22:26.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;NEXT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emo-rific-ness over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i am looking forward to tomorrow, with zone bonding and meet-up with friends. yessire!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i mention? i go to the same dentist as Felicia Chin...is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-6703027169231118020?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/6703027169231118020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=6703027169231118020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/6703027169231118020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/6703027169231118020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/08/next-emo-rific-ness-over.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-6802038878725121412</id><published>2008-08-15T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T07:37:40.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;AT A LOST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know if sibling-hood is supposed to be like this. i don't know if younger brothers have to be irritating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if it is because you are bored. i wonder if it is because you want attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ask myself if this is just your personality. i ask myself why does it always rain on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum says that i should be more tolerant. mum says that you don't act this way in front of anyone except me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ask you why do you do this to me when you jolly well know it irritates the hell out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to just hit you and tell you to stop everytime you pull something out of your bag of "special treatment". be it the duck-waddle, the spastic clapping, the hunching, the look of low self-esteem, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i do raise my voice, you go to mum/dad or just ignore me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum thinks i like to thumb you down by criticizing the way you act. mum says i should just ignore you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, one thing's for sure, and that's that i really hate all those antics of yours. you're 14. grow up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if what i'm thinking is wrong, and all these actions are just part of your personality and not a show to irritate me, then i think it'd be very sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i think it's not nice to try to change a person's personality, no matter how bad i see it. everyone's unique and deserves to live out their personalities. so even if the personality is bad, i'll live with it and try to deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which would mean i hate your personality. don't ask me why, those weird act-cute voices you put on, those unnecessary movements and the sometimes incessant poking of me; i can't stand them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sorry if all those stuff you do is your personality. so sorry i really, really can't stand them and there is, as far as now is concerned, not a chance of me changing my view of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because then, i'd leave you alone. because i don't want to try to change who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i'd put on a mask. then i'd act as if i'm fine with what you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then...our relationship would all just be a beautiful lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wouldn't want that to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;considering that we're brothers by blood, you and I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-6802038878725121412?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/6802038878725121412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=6802038878725121412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/6802038878725121412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/6802038878725121412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/08/at-lost-i-dontt-know-if-sibling-hood-is.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-4512833586851868818</id><published>2008-08-13T07:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T07:41:00.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Suddenly hor, i like to listen to Boys Like Girls again. emo-rific.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU'RE A CHANCE TAKE, HEART BREAKER, GOT ME WRAPPED AROUND YOUR FINGER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah liew. really emo-rific seh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-4512833586851868818?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/4512833586851868818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=4512833586851868818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/4512833586851868818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/4512833586851868818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/08/suddenly-hor-i-like-to-listen-to-boys.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-6739945964240353938</id><published>2008-08-13T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T06:21:28.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;DAYS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at last, the really last assignment of MCM Year1 Semester 1.1 is completed. radio i mean, is done and dusted. so, i guess i'd better steel myself for next semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the days have been pretty kind to me, sorta. i'm contented. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, i think i really need to meet up with Cheryl. its been way too long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby, you wouldn't last a minute on the creek.&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/5162256740960856263-6739945964240353938?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/6739945964240353938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=6739945964240353938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/6739945964240353938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/6739945964240353938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/08/days-at-last-really-last-assignment-of.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-4696754694859672013</id><published>2008-08-10T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T06:35:21.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;it's early afternoon,&lt;br /&gt;at the wheat fields down by the road,&lt;br /&gt;with the ocean breeze,&lt;br /&gt;the smell of spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now we're here alone.&lt;br /&gt;two of us, no one else,&lt;br /&gt;now we're here, let's embrace it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're running!&lt;br /&gt;through the yesterdays of time,&lt;br /&gt;through all memories divine,&lt;br /&gt;all along the way,&lt;br /&gt;warm hands realize that somethings special here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're running!&lt;br /&gt;running!&lt;br /&gt;now our fears don't hold truth,&lt;br /&gt;and past pains oh we'll lose,&lt;br /&gt;all along the way,&lt;br /&gt;warm hands realize that somethings special here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so don't say tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;i'm right here,&lt;br /&gt;just think of all, &lt;br /&gt;we could be.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-4696754694859672013?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/4696754694859672013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-757181888417466279</id><published>2008-08-09T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T06:21:00.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SJ2XzZUOHlI/AAAAAAAAAE4/vCwdYbipP3A/s1600-h/Hero+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SJ2XzZUOHlI/AAAAAAAAAE4/vCwdYbipP3A/s320/Hero+3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232505251299204690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SJ2XukkCi6I/AAAAAAAAAEw/rif0x4Hgl-M/s1600-h/Hero+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SJ2XukkCi6I/AAAAAAAAAEw/rif0x4Hgl-M/s320/Hero+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232505168418999202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SJ2XpnC_GrI/AAAAAAAAAEo/IHABM9Z1vx4/s1600-h/Hero+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SJ2XpnC_GrI/AAAAAAAAAEo/IHABM9Z1vx4/s320/Hero+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232505083186322098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRAIG OWENS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chiodos and Cinematic Sunrise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, he's the best ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-757181888417466279?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/757181888417466279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=757181888417466279' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/757181888417466279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/757181888417466279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/08/craig-owens.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SJ2XzZUOHlI/AAAAAAAAAE4/vCwdYbipP3A/s72-c/Hero+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-544298327896459146</id><published>2008-08-09T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T00:21:26.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I GIVE UP ON MY BLOGGER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever. who needs fonts/colours/sizes? WHO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, i'm overcome with this sudden urge to spluge money on food. like going to that Italian restaurant Forlino and trying the Vodka Apple Caviar &amp; Cream Cocktail. oh, and maybe also bust a little more cash to go to The White Rabbit in dempsey. ok, credit to 8Days 'cause all the stuff i've mentioned come from this week's edition (in which everything just seems so..so..good).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;has the standard of 8Days' food scouting/reviewing gone up? or is it just that i'm turning into a pig with an ever-itchy mouth and insatiable appetite for food that'll burn my wallet? HMMM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, hopefully, ii'll be able to write some YouthInk stuff (80bucks for 150words! Yowza!) and get the SPH thingy again. and then, when the moolah comes in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO'S WILLING TO GO EAT WITH ME?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;foodfoodfoodfood. dang. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-544298327896459146?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/544298327896459146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=544298327896459146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/544298327896459146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/544298327896459146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-give-up-on-my-blogger-whatever.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-3431436776204640972</id><published>2008-08-07T08:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T09:03:27.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;BLOGGER STILL DOESN'T ALLOW FONTS/COLOURS/SIZES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i guess i don't really need any of the above to say that, i'm really happy. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-3431436776204640972?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/3431436776204640972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=3431436776204640972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/3431436776204640972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/3431436776204640972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/08/blogger-still-doesnt-allow.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-3003532684105309725</id><published>2008-08-05T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T09:26:39.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;OK. BLOGGER STILL DOESN'T ALLOW FONTS/SIZES/COLOUR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'm here to blog about something pretty random. nothing much is going on these days actually. 'cept for my Mac going a little loco and the internet getting loopy. i guess such things happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, now for what i wanted to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all right. guys, you know i'm someone who really, really, really tries very hard not to judge people. especially those that i only hear of and i don't know well. seriously, that's not sarcasm. and it really takes a lot for me to actually acknowledge the fact that i do not like a person that i don't know. honestly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in life, there always are exceptions. and in the case of my attempts to be non-judgemental and all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asjhgjahfuhvnsgajfgahfjhgsjhajkhgjkahfjgfhjdh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SJh-0XkFLvI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Rx0dmsXjlUU/s1600-h/Erny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SJh-0XkFLvI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Rx0dmsXjlUU/s320/Erny.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231070405334478578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;YOU.PLEASE.GET.OVER.YOUR.INDIE.FASCINATION. &lt;br /&gt;WANNABE.NOT.COOL.SERIOUSLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sjfgjhsjhjkehtjjgjdhfgjkshjkhewkjthusgwerhgwnbdn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end of random post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-3003532684105309725?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/3003532684105309725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=3003532684105309725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/3003532684105309725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/3003532684105309725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/08/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SJh-0XkFLvI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Rx0dmsXjlUU/s72-c/Erny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-521512190559624293</id><published>2008-08-03T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T07:43:33.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;TONIGHT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am blogging in this funny font, because blogger decided to remove fonts, colours and sizes from their toolbar. whatever. that ain't gonna stop me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight, as i was saying, was unlucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as you know, tonight was supposed to be the night Su and I headed down to stay at our hotel for Radio. well, things went a little like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hi, do you have a backpacker's room for the night?"&lt;br /&gt;"aww man, we just gave the last room to this guy. :( "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ang moh smiles at us*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"AWW MAN!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that was what happened at our first hotel. down but not out, we decided to go on continue our search through Bugis. but to no avail. heck, even the sleazy ones were full. somehow, the whole of Singapore and his pet hamster seemed to be out for a night of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i'm at home now. waiting for the Arsenal vs. Real Madrid game to start. we decided that we'd go for our hotel stay sometime this week, when the hotels were a little less full-ish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH WELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;well...&lt;br /&gt;it's like childhood love.&lt;br /&gt;shy, happy, hidden smiles, i-can-act-like-myself-around-you and as simple as "i like you".&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/5162256740960856263-521512190559624293?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/521512190559624293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=521512190559624293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/521512190559624293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/521512190559624293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/08/tonight-i-am-blogging-in-this-funny.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-751835483699392022</id><published>2008-07-31T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T23:03:37.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; font: normal 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="background: white; color: black; padding: 5px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font: bold 20px 'Times New Roman', serif; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;What Be Your Nerd Type?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 4px;"&gt;Your Result: &lt;b&gt;Social Nerd&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 90%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;You're interested in things such as politics, psychology, child care, and peace. I wouldn't go so far as to call you a hippie, but some of you may be tree-huggers. You're the type of people who are interested in bettering the world. You're possible the least nerdy of them all; unless you participate in other activies that paled your nerdiness compared to your involvement in social activities. Whatever the case, we could still use more of you around.  ^_^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Science/Math Nerd&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 89%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Literature Nerd&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 86%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Drama Nerd&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 62%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Musician&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 61%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Gamer/Computer Nerd&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 45%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Anime Nerd&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 24%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Artistic Nerd&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 20%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="text-align: center; padding: 8px;"&gt;What'&gt;http://www.gotoquiz.com/what_be_your_nerd_type"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Be Your Nerd Type?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quizzes'&gt;http://www.gotoquiz.com/"&gt;Quizzes for MySpace&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-751835483699392022?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/751835483699392022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=751835483699392022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/751835483699392022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/751835483699392022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-be-your-nerd-type-your-result.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-2311899441278163739</id><published>2008-07-30T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T07:11:33.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SJB2RMiR3VI/AAAAAAAAAEY/pqhgsuCelc4/s1600-h/Photo+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SJB2RMiR3VI/AAAAAAAAAEY/pqhgsuCelc4/s320/Photo+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228809205172002130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SJB2C49T56I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/8qUyxnLyd7s/s1600-h/Photo+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SJB2C49T56I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/8qUyxnLyd7s/s320/Photo+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228808959398504354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Love us. 'Cause we look like cuckoo idiots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SJB12lyQBqI/AAAAAAAAAEI/rElOOJpwJYg/s1600-h/Photo+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SJB12lyQBqI/AAAAAAAAAEI/rElOOJpwJYg/s320/Photo+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228808748093408930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Say Hello to my new friend, Mr. Dentryne Xylitol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5162256740960856263-2311899441278163739?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pCaQZquYQ7k/SJB2RMiR3VI/AAAAAAAAAEY/pqhgsuCelc4/s72-c/Photo+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-570383486145343942</id><published>2008-07-29T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T08:56:06.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STRANGLED SMILES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i see my friends with their boyfriends/girlfriends. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it shouldn't be, but i feel a sense of envy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i hear how my friends fairytale-ish proposal to their boyfriends/girlfriends work out.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it shouldn't be, but i wonder if something big is really the way to your heart.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i hear my friends tell me how they just chased their boyfriends/girlfriends for a month or so and yet their going strong six months on.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it shouldn't be, but i wonder if three years actually is too long to wait.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i hear my friends tell me that, i should move on.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it shouldn't be, but i contemplate it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i hear my friends say that i shouldn't give up hope.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it shouldn't be, but i feel that you'd be happeier if i stopped this race.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i hear my friends tell me that your attitude towards me is absurb.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it shouldn't be, but i think that at times it is.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i hear my friends tell me that i'm just another one, in your ever-growing list of guys who like you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it shouldn't be, and though i believe the relationship we have is something deeper than friends, i sometimes think that way.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i hear my friends talk about all these pretty girls that are in their classes, in their churches, in their circle of friends.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it shouldn't be, but i think, maybe i'm better off going for one of them.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i hear my friends telling me about being realistic, being logical, being an advocate for true love and that good things come for those who wait.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it shouldn't be, but i sway from each time to time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i hear my friends talk about their seemingly fantasy relationships.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it shouldn't be, but i have doubts over whether my liking for you will end that way. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i hear myself saying i shouldn't let negativity prevail and be the eternal optimist i try so hard to personify.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it shouldn't be, but i feel neativity winning this battle.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'll try one more time with my box.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no semi-espionage. no memory card. no question.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;just my box.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;now only with three things inside.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;along with my note.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;simple words.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;laced with feelings i'd doubt you'd ever feel.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;simple words.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i hope you'll feel them too.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-570383486145343942?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/570383486145343942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=570383486145343942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/570383486145343942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/570383486145343942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/07/strangled-smiles-i-see-my-friends-with.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-8836474603602454202</id><published>2008-07-28T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T08:34:10.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that guitar you see in my room,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;those dreams of affluence and,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the pages of my youth.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no, no. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;they don't matter to me, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not like you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;these, paper images of me,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and all my little insercurities.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no, they don't,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;they don't matter much to me, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;they don't matter much to me, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;giving it up,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'd let go, let go.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ohh, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;is this love?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tell me now,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;is this love?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;our painted memories,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the fields with sunshine swings,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;should they? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no, they shouldn't matter much to me,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ohh,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what about, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the feelings we shared?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;those days we stayed in bed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and ohh, no, no,no,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no, they don't,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;matter much to me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;matter much to me,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not like you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;giving it up,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'd let go, let go,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ohh,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;is this love?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tell me now,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;is this love?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ohh ohh ohh ohh,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;giving it all up,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;letting myself go,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ohh,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tell me how this isn't love,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ohh,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tell me then just what is love?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and no, this song's not about,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no, not some,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"its so hard to love you" song,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no, not some&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"i want you in my life".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no, it's not. it's not.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it's not.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this song, my song,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it's for that burning building,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and how only you get out.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;giving up, giving up. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tell me what is love?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tell me what is love?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-5715856514674784299</id><published>2008-07-27T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T07:58:15.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;QUIZZICAL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WRITTEN COMMUNICATION – APR 2008 SEMESTER&lt;br /&gt;INFORMATIVE ESSAY (40%)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. OBJECTIVES&lt;br /&gt;By writing this essay, the student will be able to:&lt;br /&gt;Define a focused research topic.&lt;br /&gt;Formulate a Thesis that clearly communicates the main point and sub-divisions of the essay.&lt;br /&gt;Compose cogent paragraphs with clear topic sentences, good paragraph support, plus logical flow of ideas within and across paragraphs.&lt;br /&gt;Enhance skill in using appropriate paragraph Patterns of Development (PODs) for organising expository essays (Definition; Example; Classification; Comparison/Contrast; Cause/Effect; Process).&lt;br /&gt;Engage in quality research and the proper academic practice of crediting these research sources using the APA format.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WOW. WHAT A FANTASTIC LEARNING OPPORTUNITY. I AM JUST SO VERY EXCITED AT THE PROSPECT OF DOING THIS ESSAY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-5715856514674784299?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/5715856514674784299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=5715856514674784299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/5715856514674784299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/5715856514674784299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/07/quizzical-written-communication-apr.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-2254552090586567704</id><published>2008-07-25T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T08:40:54.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TRICKLY TRICKY TRICKS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my eyes must be playing tricks on me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nothing much happened during the past few days. 'cept i visited justin's school and saw his classmates finally. well, i only have one thing to say, and that's that my eyes must be playing tricks on me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;apart from that, the visit to TP left me with one impression that lasted all the way from the time we left for ChompChomp all the way till dinner at the same place ended.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that amanda is nice.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WELL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;apart from that, the day's have been pretty boring. i got hooked onto AncientMaple for 2 days before i got bored of it. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yeah, that's about it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;why can't you just be direct and straight to the point?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;if you don't want to, say no.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;if you don't like it, say so.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;don't beat around the bush,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;saying that you'll do things that you'll never do,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and leave me to find out about it,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and get all upset.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;yeah, you're a nice person and it's not really in you to be direct.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;but some stuff, like yes or no, can or not,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;can't you just...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;NOT &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;beat around the bush?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-2254552090586567704?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/2254552090586567704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=2254552090586567704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/2254552090586567704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/2254552090586567704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/07/trickly-tricky-tricks.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-6667012790075564493</id><published>2008-07-23T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T08:05:20.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SOME STUFF&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;some stuff in life are really stupid.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;like how everyone i know of that is of like-able material is either too close to me or too mutual with me such that liking them would seriously be weird and un-comfortable.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;like how gym seems to be making me more paranoid.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;like how more and more people think i'm gay. seriously. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;like how some stuff will just not stop happening.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;like how i don't know how long i must plug away before my efforts become recognised.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;like how i don't know why you cannot be honest with me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;like how you must come up with some crappy excuse for not picking up when i didn't call you on the day that you 'didn't on my phone'.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;like how all this makes me feel really stupid to pump so much feeling and time into it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;like how all this makes me so paranoid till i think i'm cursed when it comes to certain things.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;like how all this makes me feel somehow really in-adequate. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;like how i seriously must consider doing the realistic thing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;like i really, really, really, really am irritated and do not like it when all these things happen which cause me to have all this paranoia, but then for some reason i can't help it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;like how i seriously want to know, what is good enough for you? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;like how i'm putting all my hopes now on The Box.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;like how i always type posts like this when stuff happens.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stupid stuff that is.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-6667012790075564493?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/6667012790075564493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=6667012790075564493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/6667012790075564493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/6667012790075564493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/07/some-stuff-some-stuff-in-life-are.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-8671463164516827734</id><published>2008-07-19T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T08:49:42.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COOL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;today was normal, nothing special. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i only got two things to say.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.) I've started to listen to Akon's songs. ok, only one of them,  I Wanna Love You. but only because it's the cover version by The Maine. go listen people, seriously, it's nice. if it's good enough to make me listen to a song by Akon, it's good enough for you. :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.) love's not love without hurt babe.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-8671463164516827734?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/8671463164516827734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=8671463164516827734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/8671463164516827734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/8671463164516827734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/07/cool-today-was-normal-nothing-special.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-1646144853943665678</id><published>2008-07-18T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T10:48:22.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IRRITATE ME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;justin tells me that there's this girl in his class, who wants to be, or thinks she's indie. so she goes around saying stuff like,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;'oh man, tagging on blogs is so &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;UN-INDIE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; imagine i was never here'.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this was found on someone's tagboard. wtf? if tagging's un-indie to you, why still do it? make up your mind.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;'&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;AM SOOOO INDIE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok. so you're indie. whoop-de-doo! why don't you prove it, and don't breath air and start breathing carbon monoxide? i mean, you're &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SO&lt;/span&gt; indie huh? so i guess that means you're freaking different from everyone else?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it's people like her who cause indie to become mainstream. and mainstream to become indie. all because it seems that she so desperately wants to be seen as indie. not going into the debate of why. think of it as, The Sounds Of Animals Fighting taking the place of Rihanna. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sorry babe, it okay if you want to be indie and do obscure stuff. but don't go spoil it all and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;PROCLAIM TIME AND AGAIN&lt;/span&gt; that you're indie. it makes you look like wannabe-ish. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you don't see bimbos going around and saying, 'OH MAHH GOSH! I'M SO LIKE, SUCHA BIMBO? LIKE TOTALLY!'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;they're bimbos cause they act bimbos and people can tell. if you're &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;THAT&lt;/span&gt; indie, let your indie actions do the talking then. why the need to annouce, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'HEY PEOPLE. LOOK AT ME. I'M INDIE'.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(or something to that effect).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lastly, you contradict yourself. you want to be indie. but your actions make indie mainstream. you're freaking becoming the total opposite of what you want to be! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it's like becoming a whore when you wanted to be a nun in true fact.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-1646144853943665678?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/1646144853943665678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=1646144853943665678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/1646144853943665678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/1646144853943665678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/07/irritate-me-justin-tells-me-that-theres.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-8875523463324838584</id><published>2008-07-16T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T06:49:24.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;POST-DIPLOMA PLAN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mel, mel and I have come up with plans for after we get our diploma. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we decided, that we shall go backpacking! it'll be just super fun! we've a whole list of places to go, but so far, these are the 3 we've kept on mentioning.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.) Sweeden (Mel's idea)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.) Spain (My idea)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.) Germany (Mel and Mel's idea)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we wanted to put Alaska into the choices too, but then, we realized that it would be a bit dangerous. though if i died just after seeing the Nothern Lights, i would probably die rather contented.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so, the plan now is, to take a plane to a really obscure city in any of the countries. at first, we wanted to be placed into just some wilderness, but after me knocking sense into Mel's head, we agreed that it'd be kinda dumb, to traverse grass for 4 weeks at a go. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so back to the plan. after we land at the really obscure city, we'll backpack! hitch-hiking and hiking from city to city, soaking in the culture, taking in the sights and appreciating the sounds. this will happen &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ALLLL&lt;/span&gt; the way till we reach the capital city of the country. then, there's more.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we'll plan our journey such that the day we arrive in the capital, will be the day before a&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MAJOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; festival in that country!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;like OcktoberFest in Germany or Mardi Gras in Spain. it'll be such fun!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;of course, we'll bring money to buy funny stuff along the way. such as cool hats and weird ornaments. then there's cash for lodging and the ticket back home!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and! mum said that this idea of ours was quite cool! of course, there was the 'better watch yourselves' and all, but mum say's that if i work to earn a bit of cash for myself to finance the trip, she'll support!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;seriously, it'd be so fun. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;now! all that's left are 2 and a half more years till our adventure!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5162256740960856263-8875523463324838584?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/8875523463324838584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=8875523463324838584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/8875523463324838584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/8875523463324838584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/07/post-diploma-plan-mel-mel-and-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5162256740960856263.post-2589465575733602242</id><published>2008-07-14T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T09:04:36.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BOMBS BOMBS AWAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;today, was neither here nor there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;woke up to news that Mr.Chong allowed us to change our IS presentation day to Thursday and that my thumbdrive had been found. well, that's certainly more than what i was expecting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the day went by pretty normally, with assignments and fooling around with emoticons in IAC. there was no IS today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this was followed by a walk through the rain to Em's house. Sue decided to entertain us by talking 'tamil-speak' en-route. freaking funny, trust me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;watched some funny ghost show before we actually got down to work. but...i must say i'm pretty happy with how the 'meeting' turned out. then again, it took us 4 hours to actually get working. hence the name coined by Em, the pro-procrastinators club.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;oh, did i mention Em cooked cabonara for us? haha, freaking funny, that too. i just hope i didn't piss her off or anything when i said that it was pretty dry. oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and...i am definitely staying over at Em's place during the hols. it's so fun. and her TV area, just gives we such warm-fuzzy vibes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;caught Hell-Boy 2 with the folks. it was...cute. had supper from Newton and up everyone went to their respective rooms. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that's it then! this day, has been good. sorta. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;we're the survivors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;we're the we'll-stay-alive-ers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/5162256740960856263-2589465575733602242?l=funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/feeds/2589465575733602242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5162256740960856263&amp;postID=2589465575733602242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/2589465575733602242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5162256740960856263/posts/default/2589465575733602242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funnily-fanciful-unicorns.blogspot.com/2008/07/bombs-bombs-away-today-was-neither-here.html' title=''/><author><name>:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04528681839536011161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
