<?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-4736391264917313285</id><updated>2011-07-08T00:32:20.638-07:00</updated><category term='illness'/><category term='manga'/><category term='sauna'/><category term='badminton'/><category term='birtday'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='tag'/><category term='youtube'/><category term='phone'/><category term='sleep'/><category term='emotions'/><category term='soul'/><category term='bahamut'/><category term='internet'/><category term='computer'/><category term='ill'/><category term='unease'/><category term='mom'/><category term='shop'/><category term='eclipse'/><category term='sister'/><category term='rant'/><category term='friends'/><category term='future'/><category term='harry potter'/><category term='feeling'/><category term='drama'/><category term='meme'/><category term='Early morning'/><category term='sickness'/><category term='exams'/><category term='holiday'/><category term='program'/><category term='scholarship'/><category term='games'/><category term='school'/><category term='book'/><category term='life'/><category term='adventure'/><category term='tests'/><category term='purchase'/><category term='software'/><category term='king of dragons'/><category term='sick'/><category term='fail'/><category term='First'/><category term='health'/><category term='clubs'/><category term='problem'/><title type='text'>It is, unfortunately, about me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>81</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-8897569828885623117</id><published>2009-10-22T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T07:12:52.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Since Facebook, I don't really need this anymore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736391264917313285-8897569828885623117?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8897569828885623117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/10/since-facebook-i-dont-really-need-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/8897569828885623117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/8897569828885623117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/10/since-facebook-i-dont-really-need-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-8371274733845146292</id><published>2009-09-18T16:38:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T16:43:11.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>19th:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, as it is known. I do not have anything going on in my life. My only source of excitement was that little outing I had on Wednesday. Breaking fast with my Adventure Club was a first time experience of actually going to dinner (or eat, for that matter) with someone outside my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dptStEMFNfA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dptStEMFNfA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The monster shall eateth thee.&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/4736391264917313285-8371274733845146292?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8371274733845146292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/09/19th.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/8371274733845146292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/8371274733845146292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/09/19th.html' title='19th:'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-4572904869115041506</id><published>2009-09-18T16:38:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T16:38:45.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As blogs go, mine is practically dead. Blame it on my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736391264917313285-4572904869115041506?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4572904869115041506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/09/as-blogs-go-mine-is-practically-dead.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/4572904869115041506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/4572904869115041506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/09/as-blogs-go-mine-is-practically-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-2271704578677369473</id><published>2009-09-09T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T21:20:52.457-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>10th: Well now..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;12.12 pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's been months, no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, unfortunately, I couldn't remember what went on the past month. But I do have a summary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I had exams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now I'm on exam holidays. I don't have to go to school on days that I do not have my exams. And my exams are over. Though it's been about a week... Yeah... I haven't updated much...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Maybe I should get a journal like my dear friend Rhona. That way I won't forget what went on, no matter how painful it is for me to remember. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Urgh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have facebook now. Yeah. I caved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;object height="285" width="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/emxXkHsadDw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/emxXkHsadDw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="285" width="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is a pleasant song you all should listen to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736391264917313285-2271704578677369473?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2271704578677369473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/09/10th-well-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/2271704578677369473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/2271704578677369473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/09/10th-well-now.html' title='10th: Well now..'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-2247831709409568115</id><published>2009-08-11T05:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T05:32:16.773-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>11th: Mourn, Pinky. Mourn...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;8.07 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My updates are getting irregular, aren't they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there's not much going on again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School has tests and mock exams and year-end exams coming up. It'll be a bit busy.&lt;br /&gt;I've done my practicals, but another one is coming up on Thursday. It's on biology but I've already done it. But NOW we have part two of it. Pleasant, isn't it? It'll be on microscopy, oooh~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to do this radio drama too. Of course, it won't involve the radio at all at our current rate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also misplaced my phone last week. And, of course, my parents are not letting down. In all honesty, I hate them for it. It's irritating. I already regret losing my phone. Now that they are on my back, I'm regretting it more. I think it's leaning towards suffering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll also be attending a ceremony. It's gonna waste an entire day. Of school. I prefer to be in school. Ceremonies make me ill from boredom... I'd rather study... But who knows, it might actually be, and I'm hoping it would be, fun. What are the chances, though?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have this horrible haze too, but it looks like it's clearing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/e0uEXqUfLPY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/e0uEXqUfLPY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a rendezvous I keep~~~ &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/4736391264917313285-2247831709409568115?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2247831709409568115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/08/11th-mourn-pinky-mourn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/2247831709409568115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/2247831709409568115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/08/11th-mourn-pinky-mourn.html' title='11th: Mourn, Pinky. Mourn...'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-8600109560974002263</id><published>2009-08-06T01:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T01:53:21.872-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>6th: Heavens</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4.35 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels as if it has been years since I've updated... not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I couldn't really say much about last week. But I did get to play some basketball (again) with my friends. It was supposed to be badminton, but it turns out, we can't play there anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dhaneesha.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/noentry.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 248px;" src="http://www.dhaneesha.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/noentry.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I suspected from that notice i found stuck on some window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School has been hectic. And here we have the days of mock examination. For the science practicals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from that things are still boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the fire alarms of our school had been on the fritz. I just don't know how I came through that undeaf...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also left my mobile (flip)phone at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jy96xdEzQkc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jy96xdEzQkc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fox lemons&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/4736391264917313285-8600109560974002263?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8600109560974002263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/08/6th-heavens.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/8600109560974002263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/8600109560974002263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/08/6th-heavens.html' title='6th: Heavens'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-205142638819643849</id><published>2009-07-28T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T06:12:45.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today, when my dear mom said that I should play the keyboard more, a feeling of resentment built inside me, and I felt heavy to play the piano again. However, I don't know why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I got over it. In fact, I'm looking forward to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736391264917313285-205142638819643849?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/205142638819643849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/07/today-when-my-dear-mom-said-that-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/205142638819643849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/205142638819643849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/07/today-when-my-dear-mom-said-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-8611715319939116670</id><published>2009-07-27T04:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T05:56:10.866-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eclipse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birtday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='harry potter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='manga'/><title type='text'>27th: Life goes on.... you see.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;7.53 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, let's get started shall we? This is for last week, today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday:&lt;br /&gt;It was a holiday and I got to spend the late morning watching &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince&lt;/span&gt; with my eldest sister at the cinemas. I also wanted to go swimming after that, but it didn't happen since it was a public holiday, you see. Pitiful, isn't it? At least I got to spend time with my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday:&lt;br /&gt;It was a glorious birthday for my friend, &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/06043083278583528046"&gt;Pretty Lilac&lt;/a&gt;. You can say it was big, but you can definitely say it was successful. I got invited, but really, I was in it for the cake. She's my good friend, but nothing beats sharing cake with friends! I've a sweet tooth, you see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday:&lt;br /&gt;It was the day when the Sun went out... Actually, it was more of when the Sun had been bitten out like a cookie for six(?) minutes. I didn't get to see it though, since I was still in class, you see. I was still in the mood, however.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday:&lt;br /&gt;Again, it was another birthday celebration! It's for our &lt;a href="http://wafiproduction.blogspot.com/"&gt;Camera Man&lt;/a&gt;, you see. This time, it was a bit smaller, but hey, we got cake AND pizza. It was rushed, actually, and that's why if we do this again, we have to plan it out one week in advance, at the very least. It was also my first time, [clears throat], "going out" of school. It was my private studies, you see, so it isn't that bad. That's what they said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday:&lt;br /&gt;I discover my love for the manga, Rave. Pleasant manga, a bit odd here and there, but I like it. However, it's either this day or on Saturday... Or some other day, but it is in this week, you see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: - (Because I do not remember what event this day held, you see)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday:&lt;br /&gt;My tuition class was canceled this day, since my teacher went overseas, to visit someone or something, you see. This, to me, isn't really a good idea, with all this swine flu influenza A(H1N1) virus epidemic crisis thingy going all over the air. Sincerely, I think it's not that bad, and things seem to have died down a bit. That or that last sentence is a cruel and horrible pun to the now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was quite an eventful week, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/x1sEluOnlDs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/x1sEluOnlDs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well now, I'll stop here like I always do, then. I have homework to do, you see.&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/4736391264917313285-8611715319939116670?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8611715319939116670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/07/27th-life-goes-on-you-see.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/8611715319939116670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/8611715319939116670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/07/27th-life-goes-on-you-see.html' title='27th: Life goes on.... you see.'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-499053473675092791</id><published>2009-07-16T06:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T06:09:28.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess what I got this night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/Sl8mbSVc9II/AAAAAAAAADY/AMD7oGyCM34/s1600-h/Picture+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/Sl8mbSVc9II/AAAAAAAAADY/AMD7oGyCM34/s200/Picture+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359044331814319234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736391264917313285-499053473675092791?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/499053473675092791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/07/guess-what-i-got-this-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/499053473675092791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/499053473675092791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/07/guess-what-i-got-this-night.html' title='Guess what I got this night'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/Sl8mbSVc9II/AAAAAAAAADY/AMD7oGyCM34/s72-c/Picture+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-4667599595494583494</id><published>2009-07-16T04:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T04:31:58.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's gonna be quiet for a while...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736391264917313285-4667599595494583494?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4667599595494583494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-gonna-be-quiet-for-while.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/4667599595494583494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/4667599595494583494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-gonna-be-quiet-for-while.html' title=''/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-1594286721454562708</id><published>2009-07-14T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T20:42:19.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>People have also been quiet too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736391264917313285-1594286721454562708?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1594286721454562708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/07/people-have-also-been-quiet-too.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/1594286721454562708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/1594286721454562708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/07/people-have-also-been-quiet-too.html' title=''/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-474727810265854984</id><published>2009-07-14T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T20:33:26.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My face is like pizza and I'll from hypothermia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a jacket... for school... It's air-conditioners everywhere there, and I'm beginning to be surprised at the fact that there isn't any in the bathroom or at the track field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also need some facial remedies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736391264917313285-474727810265854984?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/474727810265854984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-face-is-like-pizza-and-ill-from.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/474727810265854984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/474727810265854984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-face-is-like-pizza-and-ill-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-9021958965697212169</id><published>2009-07-10T04:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T05:11:11.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;A game that I play, fantasy released:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.vgmuseum.com/scans/psx2/jak3_front.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 311px; height: 450px;" src="http://www.vgmuseum.com/scans/psx2/jak3_front.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736391264917313285-9021958965697212169?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/9021958965697212169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/07/game-that-i-play-fantasy-released.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/9021958965697212169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/9021958965697212169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/07/game-that-i-play-fantasy-released.html' title=''/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-8351714969612254450</id><published>2009-07-07T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T06:24:53.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;What a hectic week! The next week will even be more so, but I expect it will die down the following week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This blog will also be my twitter! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;OYAY, I is an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W4Ck7JQJxhs"&gt;tweet hore&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;... without the tweet much...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736391264917313285-8351714969612254450?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8351714969612254450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-hectic-week-next-week-will-even-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/8351714969612254450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/8351714969612254450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-hectic-week-next-week-will-even-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-4474631557980413549</id><published>2009-07-05T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T04:56:11.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This just in (though unsuitable for those under 16 [or something like that])</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Masturbating everyday is not healthy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, that's something one unhealthy habit gone then. Isn't that exciting?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SlBef7l6FTI/AAAAAAAAADQ/fQHUXL7JUn4/s1600-h/imhappyplz.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736391264917313285-4474631557980413549?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4474631557980413549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-just-in.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/4474631557980413549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/4474631557980413549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-just-in.html' title='This just in (though unsuitable for those under 16 [or something like that])'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-6660366334054493541</id><published>2009-07-05T00:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T00:48:25.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Is it right to talk about my physical development in sex here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And Foot, is my computer lagging...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736391264917313285-6660366334054493541?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6660366334054493541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/07/is-it-right-to-talk-about-my-physical.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/6660366334054493541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/6660366334054493541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/07/is-it-right-to-talk-about-my-physical.html' title=''/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-8613855781308101429</id><published>2009-07-04T01:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:39:00.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4th: Prr~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4.10pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I start, I will say that my extended holiday is in fact true. I'm "enjoying" it right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that I'll be doing these blogs with little length. It's not like I have any pictures to describe further how my days have been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as of this week, I now can officially swim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SWEET HEAVENLY FEET!!! I CAN SWIM!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's odd entering a large body of water. It feels like extremely thick air that I cannot breath in or else I will die. I am so happy with my accomplishment that I wanna swim every single day! However, since I do not have in my possession a pool, I am to resort to public pools, which I can't get access to everyday. And with the H1N1 virus wreaking havoc all across the world, we are advised not to go to such places. How utterly boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well really, it's more of being able to move underwater without having to resort to walk on the bottom of the water body. I still don't how to swim on the water's surface and I do not know how to take in breaths periodically as I swim. I'm not that good at it either, but hey, I just started being able to swim. So apart from that, I also need to learn how to simply float on in the water, as in staying afloat enough for me to breath normally, not float on my back perfectly flat.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jOqiolytFw4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jOqiolytFw4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Szomorú vasárnap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736391264917313285-8613855781308101429?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8613855781308101429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/07/4th-prr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/8613855781308101429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/8613855781308101429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/07/4th-prr.html' title='4th: Prr~~'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-131011011606516869</id><published>2009-06-28T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T08:31:26.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>28th: Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;10.37 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't be doing this late night. I already have troubles trying to wake up early in the morning...&lt;br /&gt;(I seem to be having difficulty in uploading images... Meh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, let's begin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Owner/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Owner/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier this week, I had gone to this place, like a club thing, but it's open to the public. Though, I couldn't be too sure about this. Anyway, me and my family were invited to join my auntie Annie (as it would be Englished) for a little swim in the pool there. Well not her and not my parents, or sisters for that matter. Those who are swimming would be all of the children of both of my sisters, my auntie's children (two of them at least), my brother and myself.&lt;br /&gt;There is one slight problem with that, however. And that was my inability to swim. But you know what? This occasion was special. How you ask? Well, for the very first time, I am successful learning how to swim.  Oyay! I'm hoping to learn how to swim at least once a week, seeing how successful I was there at that club with that swimming pool. (Really, I couldn't remember the date)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night before was also slightly eventful. There was a blackout that lasted 3 hours for the entire neighborhood. I slept 2/3 of the blackout, and continued sleeping untill morning. What I would like to do that night was to have a look at the night sky. Since it was cloudy that night, it wasn't going to be a beautiful sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, we had a little eat-over at my grandmother's house, for the sake of the same auntie Annie's well being. She had a stroke some time ago, though I don't know when. Nothing seems bad though, thankfully. The event was also coupled with a wet slide bouncer, and I believed it was rented by said auntie. They looked like they had a lot of fun, all my younger cousins. Me, I'd love to join, since it was the only time any of my relative rented a bouncer in my entire life, and I'm not exaggerating. But, alas (to sound cliche') I am far too old for those things. (And I didn't bring any extra clothing to boot. I didn't know it was wet actually)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at the same day, at that same event, the same auntie Annie got a telephone call about how all the students (me too) of this country are to have their holidays extended by a week.  So I won't be going to school tomorrow, this post. Isn't that pleasant?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saving this for last, a few days ago had brought news that Michael Jackson died. Though I wasn't one of his fans, I can see that his loss brought rainfall of sorrow throughout this World. Still, I am saddened that an icon like him had passed on, but after what he had been through, I guess it is a rest, albeit permanent, from his hectic life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not want to sound cliche' but, let us have a moment of silence in honor and memory of the King of Pop's death.&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;object width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CRXV_fUpE7k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CRXV_fUpE7k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the least they could do...&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/4736391264917313285-131011011606516869?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/131011011606516869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/06/28th.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/131011011606516869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/131011011606516869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/06/28th.html' title='28th: Week'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-651643701562601109</id><published>2009-06-22T02:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T03:09:06.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>22:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And so now the boredom begins to seep in...&lt;br /&gt;At least I'm writing this down, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cRewKaunCG0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cRewKaunCG0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like cats&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/4736391264917313285-651643701562601109?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/651643701562601109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/06/22.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/651643701562601109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/651643701562601109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/06/22.html' title='22:'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-7583349729306638723</id><published>2009-06-20T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T06:11:44.085-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventure'/><title type='text'>20th: Oh the boat</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;8.21 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks like I'm becoming less and less zealous about writing this blog. I guess it's from playing games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, June has been... interesting so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, for starters, I had this charity sale I had to do as part of Adventure Club. It gave me warm fuzzies doing it. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there is another thing with Adventure club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it all happened when I was getting ready for this extreme challenge a few weeks past. I was looking forward to it when I was done with the preparations. However (keeping my grammar right), a few night before the fateful day of event (17th June) I was told that I could not join.&lt;br /&gt;Well, as you might expect, I would be extremely disappointed about it right? Well, yes. That was not my main concern though. To enter the extreme challenge, I needed to form a team of five. I did, and since I formed it, I was leader. This is where Heaven, Hell, all of the Universe and I went on a little ride on the roller coaster.&lt;br /&gt;For two days, I've been on stress, heavy-duty worrying and depression (yes, depression) on the thought of how my team can or cannot participate in the challenge. For one thing, it's paid. For another, they all seem to want to take part in it. If they can't, it's all my fault. That won't look good on my conscience.&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully they can take part despite the lack of a team member. Though no refund for me. Like I care though. My team, "Mist" did not win of course, but again, I don't care. I felt so relieved at the fact that they got to participate, that nothing else mattered. It was my fault that they did not win, so whatever.&lt;br /&gt;I hated those two days. I never felt so depressed or stressed. Still, at least I got to learn from that incident. What's more, I became more closer to my two close friends, and even an old one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, since I am so close to the two previously mentioned, I had revealed my deepest most darkest secret to them earlier this evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2mDoOmqXG4Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2mDoOmqXG4Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thereisnoboat.&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/4736391264917313285-7583349729306638723?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7583349729306638723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/06/20th-oh-boat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/7583349729306638723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/7583349729306638723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/06/20th-oh-boat.html' title='20th: Oh the boat'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-2348526520185352069</id><published>2009-06-15T00:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T00:39:29.700-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='games'/><title type='text'>15th:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm currently playing a game right now. So no posts for now. It might post some soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Game:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.iphpbb3.com/forum/download/file.php?nxu=33130704nx9650&amp;amp;id=34"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 391px; height: 312px;" src="http://www.iphpbb3.com/forum/download/file.php?nxu=33130704nx9650&amp;amp;id=34" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sounds familiar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gcm3ak-SLqM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gcm3ak-SLqM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736391264917313285-2348526520185352069?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2348526520185352069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/06/15th.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/2348526520185352069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/2348526520185352069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/06/15th.html' title='15th:'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-6669432291293848644</id><published>2009-06-03T04:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T04:20:48.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;7.03 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Someone please help me with the cbox thing. I tried to do things but it would seem that I just cannot put it up on my blog, like everyone else can. As you all know, I fail at things. But I am determined to not fail. Srsly.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna know what you, whoever you are, think about. Comments, insults, pity, random. I want to know what you think, and I want to see if people can help me when I need it, or just chat if whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I has a Twitter!! Horray...&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/4736391264917313285-6669432291293848644?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6669432291293848644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/06/3rd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/6669432291293848644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/6669432291293848644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/06/3rd.html' title='3rd:'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-6388844550396669402</id><published>2009-05-31T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T19:55:44.818-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phone'/><title type='text'>1st: Flip Phone, Fail</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;9.44 am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I haven't been updating, because I'm a loser~~ And decadent, I'm very decadent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Besides, I don't have anything interesting things happening in just a short period of one week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I know. I lie. It's what I am. Unfortunately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, to start off I have another phone. It's my brother's, but who cares? It's a flip phone. Everyone loves flip phones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.techtree.com/ttimages/story/76360_compar_04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 228px;" src="http://images.techtree.com/ttimages/story/76360_compar_04.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I has the black one)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2RIocp_yogs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2RIocp_yogs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NnMkOD3y6EI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NnMkOD3y6EI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2007/11/funny-pictures-bird-cat-cage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 301px;" src="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2007/11/funny-pictures-bird-cat-cage.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;(doing my work for school)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It stinks because my conscience is pummeling me to sadness. Oh how I suck much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The script of the drama. Fail : &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I couldn't finish it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My homework. Fail : &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I keep putting it off, since I'm lazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grades. Fail (of getting 100% even when I have done 10^10^10^100 questions on the particular topic last year) : &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Stupid carelessness Which brings me to my next fail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carefulness. Fail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self confidence. Win (in falling to the negatives. Aka Fail[ing]) : &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I'm failing so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gift-giving.Fail : &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I gave a watch as a birthday present. But it failed in function.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be helpful. Fail : &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I'd rather cry about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My childhood. Rejected by public (Fail) : &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;My teacher said that what I wrote for a certain assignment of mine is not my childhood, which was. I was deeply hurt. And failed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mental Health. Fail[ing] : &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I might just go insane with all this fail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotions. Fail: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I fail so much in life, I cried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therapy Session. Fail : &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;To happen. Truth be told, I'm asking a newly-graduated from a psychology major to help me. And she is my friend's sister. God knows how much fail potential that has.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life. Fail : &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Month of May. Fail : &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;It all happened in May. I might be scarred for life and dread the coming of the next May, you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm typing so much fail, I fail to know whether I'm typing "fail" correctly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray to the Almighty that this month has less fail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, I have a flip phone. And knowing that I win at making people feel (sometimes very) uncomfortable by spamming them scenes saturated with death. They say I'm worse than &lt;a href="http://happytreefriends.atomfilms.com/index.html"&gt;Happy Tree Friends&lt;/a&gt;. Some say I'm better than it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I fail to mention that some of the videos I REALLY like ends up being removed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7z217sPIDKk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7z217sPIDKk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody has snoring issues...&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/4736391264917313285-6388844550396669402?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6388844550396669402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/05/1st-flip-phone-fail.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/6388844550396669402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/6388844550396669402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/05/1st-flip-phone-fail.html' title='1st: Flip Phone, Fail'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-1712113129945478114</id><published>2009-05-20T04:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T05:37:21.572-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>20th: Mrew~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;7.32 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, now. Thanks to my idiocy, I have almost landed myself in hot molten rock, or the sun if you prefer to be more masochistic. Perhaps you would prefer me to be shot towards a supernova, or even &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hypernova"&gt;hypernovae&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may or may not know, whoever you are, that I am one of the (two) scriptwriters of my drama club. However, approximately two weeks ago, I have been clearly leaking some of the script. I will not say which, since it's bad enough that I told people, and I have stopped spreading it in the same week, thankfully. It was also only one page long, and is apparently redundant. While I spread the part of the script, I tried to make it as ambiguous as possible. Yes, I was completely aware of what I was doing.&lt;br /&gt;The script is not progressing any faster, mind you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from that my life has yet to improve. All my focus towards schoolwork is deteriorating, and this leaves me in guilt. Emotionally-painful and -tiring guilt. I'm sick of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was busy enough though, never had this many events going on in a short time period. How exciting, just what I do not need for my ever-eroding focus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we have the "Think Green" exhibition that was held somewhere not long ago before this blog post, and this is succeeded by an art exhibition. It is going on right now, this being the third day. And I was fortunate enough to pick up a song. You might know it, it's from a very known movie, I found out as I was looking for it on youtube to post it in this post. It sounds pretty.&lt;br /&gt;Let's not forget the charity sale. I'm a secretary for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've got nothing else to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rhN7SG-H-3k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rhN7SG-H-3k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever-flowing...&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/4736391264917313285-1712113129945478114?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1712113129945478114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/05/20th.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/1712113129945478114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/1712113129945478114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/05/20th.html' title='20th: Mrew~~'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-7569878721661098713</id><published>2009-05-14T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T16:46:27.876-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama'/><title type='text'>15th: Life's progression</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;6.54 am. 15th May.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, a week's gap between blog posts should be enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Let's see...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Drama club. Some progress has been made. About 40-70% outline plot completion. All that's left to do is the lines that all the actors are going to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then we have Adventure club. For this one, we are going to set up a charity sale. All profit and everything else that's money will be donated to anyone who truly deserve it, like the financially-unable, very unable. This will be held on the 13th June, the last day of the current school term.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For school, not much. Our seniors are having their exams in this month and the next. I hope all goes well and successful for them with flying colours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Speaking of which I'll be starting tuition today, at this tuition school, Flying Colours, where I previously went to last year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway, it would also seem that the Korean Culture club is having some sort of dance festival thing. I think it's  a project. Why does it concern me? My friends are in Korean club, and the dance routine looks great. I would love to dance, but I'm not in the club, nor am I limber. Ooh, limber.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Going to new topic, I had a little storm in my soul. Conflict between my reason and my urges. The situation is, in total, stable, but not without more forceful bouts between these two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I really have to get therapy. Having a fluctuating heart, soul and mind are not healthy for both in itself, and in social situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And i need to not be so loud, or annoying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And if you're reading this Rhona, if you remember what you have said, about taking up an appointment with your sister, I might take you up on that offer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My blog is bland. Oh sigh, I wish I had my adobe photoshop thing. This Windows XP doesn't have adobe photoshop. Downloading it requires money that I do not have any means to pay with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I enjoy Tsubasa Chronicles and xxxHolic. They're like Harry Potter, except manga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now for a little favourite music youtube vid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/U0nwk0wRYWI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/U0nwk0wRYWI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's for the music, not the footsteps. [Edit: I have no idea why the video is this wide]&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/4736391264917313285-7569878721661098713?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7569878721661098713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/05/15th-lifes-progression.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/7569878721661098713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/7569878721661098713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/05/15th-lifes-progression.html' title='15th: Life&apos;s progression'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-5731785244398992300</id><published>2009-05-06T05:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T05:23:32.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6th:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;8.21 p.m. 6th May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to do my homework, or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have new members for Drama club!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_vbcuaO6f_8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_vbcuaO6f_8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm reduced to posting ramdomness in my posts&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/4736391264917313285-5731785244398992300?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5731785244398992300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/05/6th.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/5731785244398992300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/5731785244398992300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/05/6th.html' title='6th:'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-4827177728905179310</id><published>2009-05-04T01:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T02:45:52.676-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>4th: Oh noes! No videos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4.46 pm. 4th May&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wonder what influences me to have such inordinate characteristics and personalities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I'll have a Chemistry test tomorrow! Isn't it exciting? And lovely? Holy Feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must see a psychiatrist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must have something to soothe my heart and soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or I'll blow up in rising, accumulating insanity and mental unwellness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel just terrible...&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/4736391264917313285-4827177728905179310?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4827177728905179310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/05/4th-oh-noes-no-videos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/4827177728905179310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/4827177728905179310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/05/4th-oh-noes-no-videos.html' title='4th: Oh noes! No videos!'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-5494166127638406989</id><published>2009-05-02T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T18:05:34.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I just noticed how some of my featured videos are either removed or not available in my country...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, that's just fine, isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736391264917313285-5494166127638406989?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5494166127638406989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-just-noticed-how-some-of-my-featured.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/5494166127638406989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/5494166127638406989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-just-noticed-how-some-of-my-featured.html' title=''/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-3868777637267943828</id><published>2009-05-02T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T18:00:28.455-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sauna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='software'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tests'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>3rd: Sick, Sauna, Software, School</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;8.34 am. 3rd May&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had been unwell since this Friday. Ooh, friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nose had been quite active during said day, especially during the afternoon during prayer time. I had the foresight and memory to bring tissues, so it wasn't to bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It continued on to Saturday at school, air-conditioning center. Oh, my poor nose.&lt;br /&gt;On the same day we went to the doctors, but just to check on my ear. I have this horrible little ringing in my ear that's degrading sound quality, meaning all music sound bad, thanks to my ear.&lt;br /&gt;According to the doctor, it's earwax. Now I have the medicine and I only need to wait.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully my ear will be in a better shape.&lt;br /&gt;~~&lt;br /&gt;Since, it's May, there won't be much adventure for me, since my seniors are having their exams. Good luck to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother also bought a sauna for us. Small, green, probably cost around $60 -$200. Something like that. Actually had just used it right after I typed in the Date of this post. Now, I'm sitting in front of my laptop shirtless, not a handsome sight I should say. You're probably wonder why I'm typing this down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I downloaded a software to edit some MP3, with the simple reason of wanting to lengthen some soundtracks from games and such. (mainly games)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only other interest is that I am having tests next week. Oyay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boredom never cease to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the featured youtube video,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/u9jNeekBKBU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/u9jNeekBKBU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's quite soothing, akshully...&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/4736391264917313285-3868777637267943828?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3868777637267943828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/05/3rd-sick-sauna-software-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/3868777637267943828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/3868777637267943828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/05/3rd-sick-sauna-software-school.html' title='3rd: Sick, Sauna, Software, School'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-7266680921064425949</id><published>2009-04-28T02:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T02:44:18.968-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clubs'/><title type='text'>28th: Adventure</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5.31 pm. 28th April&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had meant to post something last Sunday, but it escaped my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The adventure of Adventure club was quite adventurous. And fun. I never really knew that there was a hill in Tasek Lama, despite being on it on several occasions. I found this out during the Sunday journey I had. And I found out where  a flight of suspicious stairs lead to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the time of my life, and never had I felt so victorious after traveling through long winding paths of uneven, slippery danger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to describe more on this journey is pointless, as I view it, since there's no wonderful pictures that I took and can put into the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so lame, dry white paint looks cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it apart from tomorrow, today, which may bring some more excitement to my life and this blog. Not that I can upload any real life pictures or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm running out of featured youtube vids. Holy Foot, the world must be coming to an end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NUx8Jf8F7Ks&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NUx8Jf8F7Ks&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I had the dvd, after watching the whole movie, I consistently watched this. But it was more complete.&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/4736391264917313285-7266680921064425949?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7266680921064425949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/04/28th.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/7266680921064425949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/7266680921064425949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/04/28th.html' title='28th: Adventure'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-4440267066829683843</id><published>2009-04-24T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T06:11:18.051-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birtday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clubs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama'/><title type='text'>24th: Birthday, School, Drama, Adventure</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;8.38 pm. 24th April.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A shoutout to Nabilah Najah. She's one of my friends, and it's her birthday today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SfG5Wg_PZxI/AAAAAAAAACo/3SjmJcd36bQ/s1600-h/Birthday_by_glassaple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SfG5Wg_PZxI/AAAAAAAAACo/3SjmJcd36bQ/s320/Birthday_by_glassaple.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328243630619453202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://glassaple.deviantart.com/art/Birthday-35747075"&gt;The original image link&lt;/a&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;This picture is not mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a busy week for me. And it'll still be busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, I have been appointed as a script writer for the drama club. This will be difficult for me as I fail at storylines. Thankfully, I will have help.&lt;br /&gt;As it would seem, my main role is to create characters, since I fail so much in storylines, but I'm not complaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, two days from this time, I will have a little outing with the Adventure club, and as I thought, dear mother is not quite delighted to hear this.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately for her, I joined Adventure mainly for things like this. This is hard for me, for I think she doesn't know this, or think I am not know the difficulty that lies ahead. She might be correct, but I am willing to bear it. And, unfortunately for dear mother, I am aging.&lt;br /&gt;Blame time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School bare gets a mention here. Not much things of note. But there will be an election this 30th, for the posts of the Student Council. Like president, secretary, blah, blah, blah. My friends are participating in the election, and are quite hyped, even if it's only the secretary. It will be a difficult choice, however, but there are some promising ones out there. Too bad we can't have a bit more time for observation and things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I've finally hit the five bags milestone. I have carried five bags in total to school, and I am praying that I do not have to bring any more. Reason for so many bags you say?&lt;br /&gt;Reason for bag number:&lt;br /&gt;1. Books&lt;br /&gt;2. Files&lt;br /&gt;3.Pocket extension (it is very convenient)&lt;br /&gt;4.Clothes (usually sports)&lt;br /&gt;5.Personal Laptop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there you have it. Also, I've been bringing at least two bags for at least one year. I can't remember if I had brought two, a couple of years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The featured youtube video for this blog post will be musical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RDNt8pO2a_Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RDNt8pO2a_Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will enjoy, you cannot resist.&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/4736391264917313285-4440267066829683843?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4440267066829683843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/04/8.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/4440267066829683843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/4440267066829683843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/04/8.html' title='24th: Birthday, School, Drama, Adventure'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SfG5Wg_PZxI/AAAAAAAAACo/3SjmJcd36bQ/s72-c/Birthday_by_glassaple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-5499182508628718668</id><published>2009-04-20T01:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T18:02:27.059-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clubs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama'/><title type='text'>20th: Drama</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4.54 pm. 20th April&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DRAMA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we need more drama on the internet, don't we? Our lives are so pathetic, we create "plausible" stories of real life on the media so we may drown our boredom and pathetic lives with and feel better, or worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've dropped Japanese club on this momentous day, and also working on two separate scripts. The first script is about a "boy Cinderella story" type thing, and another of my own production, about how a sad boy with bleakness and sorrow is changed by a warm girl of light and justice. Not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it would be ideal if it were a musical, I have a theme "music", not song, music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the second time in Ever, as the world is about to end anyway, here is a blog-related youtube video, which is the theme "music" of my own script. Not much more energy is put into the first script.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5ojAfiX1ohk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5ojAfiX1ohk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's gentle&lt;br /&gt;[Edit: Just as wonderfully well, this wonderful video has been wonderfully removed. Isn't that just wonderful?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None shall be said about Japanese club anymore. Besides, they're better off without me, 'cause when I leave, things always gets better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/Sew6-p1esxI/AAAAAAAAACY/ML0tMfjQL5A/s1600-h/imhappyplz.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 33px; height: 33px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/Sew6-p1esxI/AAAAAAAAACY/ML0tMfjQL5A/s200/imhappyplz.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326697307328918290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736391264917313285-5499182508628718668?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5499182508628718668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/04/20th-drama.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/5499182508628718668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/5499182508628718668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/04/20th-drama.html' title='20th: Drama'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/Sew6-p1esxI/AAAAAAAAACY/ML0tMfjQL5A/s72-c/imhappyplz.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-5708983996914233171</id><published>2009-04-17T04:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T05:34:05.307-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>17th: School, Book</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;7.53pm. 17th April&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, school's, been keeping me busy. Not a lot of complaints here. So there's not gonna be much posts here for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I've been reading this book series called &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Artemis_Fowl_%28novel%29"&gt;Artemis Fowl&lt;/a&gt;, from my friend at school. I've also been losing sleep whenever I recently borrow one of the books, like how I always do when I enjoy books. Since I can finish most of the books in a day... well... losing sleep has cumulative effects. Thank goodness I don't have another one of the books. I've just two books left from finishing the series, with 6 books existing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it is, sleep is more important, very much so when one lacks it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School has also been quite well, though my private studies haven't been much enjoyable. I've decided to drop Japanese, and tomorrow, this blog time, I'll do as such. So, in its stead, I'm joining Drama club. I was thinking of joining the school Choir, as I like to sing, but I guess I'll try out something that has the possibility of curing me of my stage fright. Another reason why I'm not joining the Choir, and the main reason, is that the Choir's and Adveture's timetable clashes horribly. Unless I can be in two places at once, no.&lt;br /&gt;Adventure club sounds promising, and we'll have another activity next week, as I type this down. I'm trying not to expect much of it, because that way, if it's great, I'll enjoy it even more. I'm weak, wimpy, nerdy, wussy and a sissy. I'm hoping Adventure club helps me with this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For lessons, English AS is exactly what me and my writing hand have been screaming for. I'm hoping that this would not only improve my writing skills, but my story-writing skills too. For too long have I gone without good plotting with stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next featured youtube video will be of a song. Enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CiY-MTrSO1Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CiY-MTrSO1Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know me better...&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/4736391264917313285-5708983996914233171?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5708983996914233171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/04/17th.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/5708983996914233171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/5708983996914233171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/04/17th.html' title='17th: School, Book'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-6004964317878922449</id><published>2009-04-11T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T23:54:34.405-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='program'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>12th : School, Program, Holiday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2.29 pm. 12th April&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't updated quite as much as I used too, which is probably too common for most of your tastes. Well, there hasn't been much things that are up right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, school extra-curricular activities. I now have access to both Japanese and Adventure club. I'm thinking about dropping japanese for choir club, since none of what I'm learning in japanese is registering in my head. I'm worried though, choir club may clash with adventure club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a plan B for my ECA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also chosen to go on a program to go to Hong Kong. It needed my parents' consent. I didn't get it. Anyway it'll be in two weeks of school day. If it was on a school holiday, I might go. But another problem is it's in Hong Kong. My parents and I don't like the idea of me going to Hong Kong. If it's switzerland, I might consider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, my sister and her huuby plan on brining me to France. I might as well, since that's one of the places where Shadow Hearts : Covenant has its story unfold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7M-jsjLB20Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7M-jsjLB20Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&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/4736391264917313285-6004964317878922449?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6004964317878922449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/04/12th-school-program-holiday.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/6004964317878922449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/6004964317878922449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/04/12th-school-program-holiday.html' title='12th : School, Program, Holiday'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-6246682993327882727</id><published>2009-04-03T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T06:47:25.648-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='computer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>3rd: Computer, School, Book</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;8.51pm. 3rd April 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's that late huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reasons for my absence were my laziness and my computer being sent to the shops. Now all my things are new. And also, now I have many things to download as well. Isn't that lovely?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other things to note is this biology project I have in school. We're done with it, and what's left is the presentation of said project. We're doing mitochondria as part of our cell studies. I must say, on of my groupmates (having to work in groups) is quite talented in art. Our model (which was to be constructed) looks pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we have more interestingness in English AS, lots of things that I enjoy doing are included in the assignments, and also helps me with my stage fright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also began and quite recently finished reading the book, Artemis Fowl, the first book. I finished reading it at around one day and a few hours. I still have it. And God knows how long it has been since I had last read a novel. It was interesting, quite light, with some depth and suspense. I like it actually. But it doesn't have what I expected it to have, but I don't mind. I wish to read more of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On an unrelated note, I have contemplated on how quick time leaves me. It makes me feel like &lt;a href="http://johnsu.deviantart.com/art/Generation-Gap-76114086"&gt;little red riding hood&lt;/a&gt;. And I had &lt;a href="http://andreagerstmann.deviantart.com/art/Fish-1-104631845"&gt;ghoti&lt;/a&gt; for dinner this evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The video:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oLwZxcObRT0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oLwZxcObRT0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come, you now, away.&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/4736391264917313285-6246682993327882727?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6246682993327882727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/04/3rd-computer-school-book.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/6246682993327882727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/6246682993327882727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/04/3rd-computer-school-book.html' title='3rd: Computer, School, Book'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-2699137267796210595</id><published>2009-03-19T04:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T06:13:03.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>19th:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;7.59 pm. 19th March&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is a start of the first school-term holiday. What fun.&lt;br /&gt;Quite an amount of homework, but I wont complain.&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be having visitors in the term so it'll be less of a drag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RgoUaIe_fa4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RgoUaIe_fa4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Round n round, carousel..&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/4736391264917313285-2699137267796210595?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2699137267796210595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/19th.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/2699137267796210595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/2699137267796210595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/19th.html' title='19th:'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-5713440520140220129</id><published>2009-03-17T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T05:43:02.292-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>17th: School</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;8.32 pm. 17th March.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give up on the ideas of the day. I hope you're happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had such a time in school today. I have my subject slots shuffled, and I'm adapting quite well. What does this means to you? To people who know what I'm talking about, yeah. To those who do not, yeah, it just means I'll be sitting for subjects at different times and classes than I used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have a project to complete. What fun. I am to build a model of the mitochondrion and create a presentation of it. Isn't that exciting, children?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from that, that's it. And for the lack of updates the lasts days are for reasons that I have no internet available then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dk-GelTbYNA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dk-GelTbYNA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear body...&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/4736391264917313285-5713440520140220129?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5713440520140220129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/17th.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/5713440520140220129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/5713440520140220129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/17th.html' title='17th: School'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-5586748199896657378</id><published>2009-03-16T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T06:40:20.437-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><title type='text'>16th : ABC Meme</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;9.15 pm. 16th March.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;- Available: Since whenever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Age: Y.o.b ~ 1991&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;- Annoyance: Somethings, myself for example, and laziness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Allergic: Dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Animal: Cats. Hoe. Lee. Feet. Cats. Oh. Em. Jee. Cats. Eff. Tee. Double You. Cats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Actor: I might consider Drama club...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B&lt;br /&gt;- Beer: &lt;a href="http://encyclopediadramatica.com/No"&gt;I'm allergic.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Birthday/Birthplace: 25th November, Hospital of R.I.P.A.S, Brunei Darussalam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Best Friends: I only have very good friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Body Part on opposite sex: Lolwut?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Best feeling in the world: Friendship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Blind or Deaf: Blind. Music to the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Best weather: White skies, sunlight filtered through the clouds, a fresh breeze blowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Been in Love: Nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Been bitched out?: Wut?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Been on stage?: On occations...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Believe in yourself?: Somewhat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Believe in life on other planets: I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Believe in miracles: Yarrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Believe in Magic: No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Believe in God: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Believe in Satan: Him evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Believe in Santa: Who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Believe in Ghosts/spirits: No. Still somewhat unnerved, srsly, urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Believe in Evolution: I believe that the chicken was once a T-Rex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C&lt;br /&gt;- Car: Someday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Candy: Chuppa-chups&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Colour: Black, white, shades of grey, blue, green yellow, red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Cried in school: At a few points in time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Chocolate/Vanilla: Both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Chinese/Mexican: I prefer asian, preferably local.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Cake or pie: Never had an actual pie, so cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Countries to visit: I dunno. Japan, Australia, Norway, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D&lt;br /&gt;- Day or Night: Morning, and night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Dream vehicle: is in my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Danced: Not in public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Dance in the rain?: I wish I could&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Dance in the middle of the street?: I'd get run over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Do the splits?: Painfully no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;br /&gt;- Eggs: Sunny side-up. Mmm... Cholesterol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Eyes: Mine are dark brown, almost black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Everyone has: Failed, whether at something, or at itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ever failed a class?: Never, far too frightened to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F&lt;br /&gt;- First crush: None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Full name: Ahmad Faiz bin Haji Zailani bin Haji Abdul Gapar (that's as far as I know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- First thoughts waking up: [insert thought here]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Food: Is for the starving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G&lt;br /&gt;- Greatest Fear: God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Giver or taker: Both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Goals: I have about 17% accuracy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Gum: is chewy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Get along with your parents?: Srsly, somewhat, totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Good luck charms: does not work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H&lt;br /&gt;- Hair Colour: Black to dark brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Height: 5'11? 5'8? :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Happy: Usually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Holidays: Are now getting boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- How do you want to die: Normally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Health freak?: No really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Hate: I hates it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;(In guys/girls)&lt;br /&gt;- Eye colour: Any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Hair Colour: Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Height: I'm good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Clothing Style: Loose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Characteristics: Some intelligence is nice. I'd manage most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ice Cream: Ah yes, ice-cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Instrument: I'm not very good, BUT, guitar, flute, voilin, harp, piano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J&lt;br /&gt;- Jewelry: I has a ring and a two bracelets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Job: Student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K&lt;br /&gt;- Kids: I'd like to have some. When I can support them. And my wife. Someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Kickboxing or karate: Limit Breaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Keep a journal?: This blog counts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L&lt;br /&gt;- Longest Car Ride: Dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Love: Not yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Letter: F&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Laughed so hard you cried: No. Laughed hard enough that my voice escapes me and I rofl, 'cept in my chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Love at first sight: I'm hoping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;br /&gt;- Milk flavour: is flavorous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Movie: I'm picky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mooned anyone?: As the wimp that I am, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Marriage: Is hoping so, and a successful and happy one at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Motion sickness?: Somewhat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- McD's or BK: ...ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N&lt;br /&gt;- Number of Siblings: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Number of Piercings: -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Number: 2, 4, 6, 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O&lt;br /&gt;- Overused Phrases: "meow", "mew", "CAT!" "O.M.G! CAT!" "Aww..." "Holy Feet!" "FEET!" "Oh Foot" "AH-FOOT!" [purr]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- One wish: [is wishing]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- One phobia: &lt;a href="http://encyclopediadramatica.com/Do_not_want"&gt;Mannequins.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P&lt;br /&gt;- Place you'd like to live: In that place I thought of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Pepsi/Coke: - It kills about a million brain cells in one gulp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q&lt;br /&gt;- Quail: *mooo*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Questionnaires: is questionable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R&lt;br /&gt;- Reason to cry: Sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Reality T.V.: sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Radio Station: Capital f.m. We don't get it anymore, but still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Roll your tongue in a circle?: Of teh srsly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S&lt;br /&gt;- Song: Some pleasant ones. I doesn't like loudness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Shoe size: I'm can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sushi: Meh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Skipped school: For fear of parents, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Slept outside: *sigh* I wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Seen a dead body?: At funerals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Smoked?: &lt;a href="http://encyclopediadramatica.com/No"&gt;I'm allergic. Horribly.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Skinny dipped?: I never was skinny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Shower daily?: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sing well?: I dunno. Kinda?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- In the shower?: Not out loud, and sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Swear?: I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Stuffed Animals?: I prefer pillows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Single/Group dates: Never dated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Strawberries/Blueberries: Mmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Scientists need to invent: An ultimate sound system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;br /&gt;- Time for bed: 9 pm. Morning traffic sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Thunderstorms: Ooh. Pretty lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Touch your tongue to your nose?: Can't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U&lt;br /&gt;- Unpredictable: With friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Under the influence?: Of kittens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Understanding?: Somewhat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V&lt;br /&gt;- Vegetable you hate: Lots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Vegetable you love: Broccoli(?), Mustard Leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Vacation spot: In that place I thought of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W&lt;br /&gt;- Weakness: Cats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- When you grow up: I wanna sky-dive, bunjee-jump, go on adventures, be sexy (for wife).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Which one of your friends acts the most like you: I doubt there's any. Still, I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Who makes you laugh the most: Engrish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Worst feeling: Uncomfort, Loneliness, Sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Wanted to be a model?: I'm terrified of &lt;a href="http://encyclopediadramatica.com/Do_not_want"&gt;mannequins&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Where do we go when we die: First, into the world of graves (ooh...), then the end of the world (ooh...) then heaven or hell (ooh...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Worst weather: Dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Walk with a book on your head?: I never knew if I could do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X&lt;br /&gt;- X-Rays: Is in between Gamma and Ultra-Violet (ftw) rays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y&lt;br /&gt;-Year it is now: 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Yellow: I like it light and pale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z&lt;br /&gt;- Zoo animal: Cats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Zodiac sign: That thing that eats and barfs out souls through bows, and looks bad-ass awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST PERSON WHO…&lt;br /&gt;1. Slept in a bed beside you?: ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/Sb5WGmSpTDI/AAAAAAAAABw/n2iYgsSWjK8/s1600-h/miseryplz.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 50px; height: 50px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/Sb5WGmSpTDI/AAAAAAAAABw/n2iYgsSWjK8/s200/miseryplz.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313779281701719090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Last person to see you cry?: None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Went to the movies with you?: My sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. You went to the mall with?: My sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. You went to dinner with?: My brother, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. You talked to on the phone?: My tuition teacher (OMG! WUT!?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Made you laugh?: My classmates :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zipbWRj_C8c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zipbWRj_C8c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*mew*&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/4736391264917313285-5586748199896657378?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5586748199896657378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/16th-abc-meme.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/5586748199896657378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/5586748199896657378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/16th-abc-meme.html' title='16th : ABC Meme'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/Sb5WGmSpTDI/AAAAAAAAABw/n2iYgsSWjK8/s72-c/miseryplz.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-727893716310855415</id><published>2009-03-12T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T06:33:36.683-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='problem'/><title type='text'>I has a problem (Warning: Problems ahead)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;8.47 pm. 12th March&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was nothing much, but it's tonight that's giving me internal (mental) drama. I can't stand this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My problem apparently, arose from deep within myself. Meaning I'm generating problems for myself. But it's not like I'm doing it on purpose. As you all know, one can split my soul (active personality) into four. And 75% of these are assassinating me through worries in my heart. I actually might go crazy from this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the problem?&lt;br /&gt;My inconsistencies are getting more and more distinguished, in my heart. Meaning that I get more drastically different in my Soleil, Hold and my Estelle. Jorden has no effect on me. Though I fear what it might cause me to have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To put it simply, the storm of chaos in my soul is getting worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get a psychiatrist soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or rest. As you may be right, I'm probably exaggerating my problem to make it more worse than it actually is, and it's probability is high, but that's just it. My mind is giving me these things that I'm probably turning into a jerk, even though I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, how am I to say. You people are the only one who can tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, tell me, have I been okay? Like usual self lately? Or have I acted a bit different. I don't know what, but this problem is really not good. If it is not real, then it's the worrying that's driving me nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so worried that I'm changing for the worse. But with all this worrying, I doubt I could change, right? Well, frankly, I don't know. This alone is breaking my nutshell, or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This could also affect my studies. Having worries of nothing in my head is extremely dangerous, especially during exams. Not that I have any right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I feel guilty to drown or whatever my problems in videos of cats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe all I really need is a cat.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I am not well.&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, no ideas for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there is a video, like always. Is this appropriate? Since none of the videos I've posted in majority have any relations to the posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yYRK4X4SR8c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yYRK4X4SR8c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World War 2, inspired by kittens.&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/4736391264917313285-727893716310855415?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/727893716310855415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/12th-i-need-help.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/727893716310855415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/727893716310855415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/12th-i-need-help.html' title='I has a problem (Warning: Problems ahead)'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-4276877517572749113</id><published>2009-03-11T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T05:53:57.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>11th:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;8.48 pm. 11th March.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was school, but no CCA yet for me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/Sbe0KY53a_I/AAAAAAAAABo/5tn3Cvk0BnY/s1600-h/criesplz.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 24px; height: 24px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/Sbe0KY53a_I/AAAAAAAAABo/5tn3Cvk0BnY/s200/criesplz.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311912376083639282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;(ooh, it moves)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gOqOzEdWLMU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gOqOzEdWLMU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(...) &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(ooh, what am dis?)&lt;/span&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/4736391264917313285-4276877517572749113?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4276877517572749113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/11th.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/4276877517572749113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/4276877517572749113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/11th.html' title='11th:'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/Sbe0KY53a_I/AAAAAAAAABo/5tn3Cvk0BnY/s72-c/criesplz.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-313820302588273173</id><published>2009-03-10T05:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T06:49:35.460-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>10th: School, Wellness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;8:41 pm. 10th March.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Idea of the Day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Aima~ &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(this is my idea. again, none of these are actual fact)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The darker aspect of Life. It is the aspect of the Loss of life forces, be it Vita or Zoe, loss of Vita being potentially more dangerous. It is the aspect which relates to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thanatos"&gt;Thanatos&lt;/a&gt; or Death. It is simply the aspect of life being used up whether naturally, as in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chronos"&gt;Chronos&lt;/a&gt; or Age, or forcefully, as in sacrifice, actual use, or in Harm or &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Algos"&gt;Algos&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(many "os"es huh)&lt;/span&gt;. It has a vector value, where positive means loss and negative means gain, opposed to Zoe.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;It is correct in saying "have", "gain" or "lost" Aima, when used correctly.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;It is not correct in saying "gained Aima" when healed or "lost Aima" when cured, for they mean the exact opposite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Designated universe : A game universe where the main character is a mage known as Lanx Themix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;End.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was interesting for me today. To start of my my school session, I get to do some &lt;a href="http://encyclopediadramatica.com/Lulz"&gt;heart-wrenching, emotionally-powerful drama&lt;/a&gt; in front of my English class today. It was fun, like how I did when I had this Literature workshop at another school last year or so. The true purpose for us to do that is actually to get comfortable with people in my class. I say with full honesty that this is difficult for me to do, as I am very shy, prone to thing terribly of myself whenever I mess even the slightest of bit up in front of them, even when they feel nothing of it and is awkward around people in general for my lack of conversational skills.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like an NPC, I only say stuff when I'm being talked to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SbZlARpCQSI/AAAAAAAAABg/BbQgqVEP7h8/s1600-h/cryingplz.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 25px; height: 25px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SbZlARpCQSI/AAAAAAAAABg/BbQgqVEP7h8/s200/cryingplz.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311543865940001058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the day was like always, school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I'm feeling better now! I need not tell my mother that I was unwell. What a relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you also think I should stop writing my ideas of the day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YkFWSGGmAP8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YkFWSGGmAP8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hurts inside, when I listen to this, for all the memories it unlocked for me.&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/4736391264917313285-313820302588273173?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/313820302588273173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/10th.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/313820302588273173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/313820302588273173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/10th.html' title='10th: School, Wellness'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SbZlARpCQSI/AAAAAAAAABg/BbQgqVEP7h8/s72-c/cryingplz.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-7563533851888255157</id><published>2009-03-09T03:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T04:11:12.844-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ill'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sickness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>9th: Game,Unwellness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;6.50 pm. 9th March.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Idea of the Day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; 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It is the aspect of the forces of Life that makes the object living, and that keeps the object alive. It is what we refer to as a spirit, soul, etc. It has a vector value, positive is gaining life forces, while negative is loss of life force contained.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;It is all correct in saying "have Zoe", "gain Zoe" and "lost Zoe" when refer to oneself, when healed and when hurt, respectively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desiganted universe : A game universe where the main hero is a mage called Lanx Themix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;End.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a holiday, and thus I started my day sleeping in bed 'till I get sick of it, literally. So, I ate breakfast, blah, then my dad decided to bake a cake. It was sponge pandan. mmm... Then I tried to play FF XII without cheats, since I realized that the only game I finished without cheats is FF X-2. T_T Didn't work out well, so I'm gonna cheat on it again. Don't get me wrong, I got to the very end of the game, with Tournesol and Zodiark, but I deleted it for some unearthly reason yet known to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still feel somewhat unwell, but felt a bit better this morning. Now, I'm not feeling weller. If it persist, I'll tell my mom tomorrow, after school, at 3.00 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the video. It am soofing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7hSb_DS_CpY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7hSb_DS_CpY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture is irrelevant. And the song isn't complete... T_T&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/4736391264917313285-7563533851888255157?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7563533851888255157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/9th-gameunwellness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/7563533851888255157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/7563533851888255157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/9th-gameunwellness.html' title='9th: Game,Unwellness'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-6794311387155880913</id><published>2009-03-08T00:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T00:56:01.979-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ill'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sickness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>8th: Shopping, Sick</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4.30 pm. 8th March.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Idea of the Day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~The Aspect of Life, Vita~&lt;br /&gt;The aspect of Life itself. It is the aspect of the forces of Life that exist outside a living object. It has a scalar value.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;It is incorrect to say "I have Vita" for it is the aspect of life forces outside any object.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;It is, however, correct in saying "obtaining Vita" as it means that one has receive Vita and has converted it to "Zoe", the life force contained in a living object.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;It is not correct in saying "I lost Vita" for one cannot possess Vita, as it exist outside the object.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Designated Universe : Zolkothe, a universe (game) whose main character is a mage called Lanx Themiks. It's a status parameter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;End.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much to the excitement of my life, I got to go shopping with my mom! Yays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plan was to buy some plastic cover for my textbooks, and then buy some other things while we're doing so. So I got the plastic covering, two metres, and went to the Centrepoint, a shopping complex, and there we bought some (few) clothes. Actually, I'm planning to buy myself some boxers &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(eww, I'm talking about my underwear on the internet)&lt;/span&gt;, I got some, but it's a bit skin tight. I'm wearing them right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SbODFCeYXCI/AAAAAAAAABY/hdpp5pgji_E/s1600-h/imhappyplz.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 21px; height: 21px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SbODFCeYXCI/AAAAAAAAABY/hdpp5pgji_E/s200/imhappyplz.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310732508186827810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; So anyway, if we are to go again tomorrow, since it'll be a holiday, I'm gonna buy cotton boxers, size L. Apperently, they are not very nice.&lt;br /&gt;Then, we went grocery shopping! After eating lunch.The most notable purchase was a snack of garlic bread, small size, crunchy as bread can (not) get. Delicious, there was no denial, but I was full. Then I bought this chocolate that came with a toy! It was a mystery toy. Oooh~~ Have I opened it? Yes. Played with it? Yes. Threw it away at some hapless passer-by? &lt;a href="http://www.encyclopediadramatica.com/No"&gt;Yes&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But drama was to come, before the lunch. My health, apperently wanted to stay asleep, but since I refused to do as such, it know took it out on me and now I feel not so well, akshully.&lt;br /&gt;I took some paracetamol, and being careful about it. I feel somewhat less not so well. I hope my sickness doesn't become legit, or I might miss school next Tuesday. I've already missed much lessons. Poopy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the video, some akwardness. It involves a comedian telling his coming-of-age tale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/n3WuB37xvf8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/n3WuB37xvf8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Bugs Bunny on the Moon.&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/4736391264917313285-6794311387155880913?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6794311387155880913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/8th-shopping-sick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/6794311387155880913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/6794311387155880913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/8th-shopping-sick.html' title='8th: Shopping, Sick'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SbODFCeYXCI/AAAAAAAAABY/hdpp5pgji_E/s72-c/imhappyplz.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-7994839347773031872</id><published>2009-03-07T06:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T06:39:35.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>7th:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is a drag. I'm considering to write when something actually happens...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nothing did, 'cept for my lack of locker for school is still lacking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Listen to this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AY8c04zpmTo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AY8c04zpmTo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This song is dark in my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736391264917313285-7994839347773031872?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7994839347773031872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/7th.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/7994839347773031872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/7994839347773031872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/7th.html' title='7th:'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-1083914250144629645</id><published>2009-03-05T05:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T06:34:10.652-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scholarship'/><title type='text'>5th: Scholarship</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;9.41 pm. 5th March&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Idea of the Day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Red Ring~&lt;br /&gt;A metal ring, that alights upon the wearer's wrath, fear, agitation and the likes. It's crimson flame is bright, though harmless. The ring, whilst giving the wearer the power over flames, also gives the user to see Truth, as well as the inner intents of every being. The Crown Key will bring whoever has it to the Eastern Scale Sanctuary, Candle Castle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Designated universe : Undetermined&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;End.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was another day of every other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I had to leave school! Yay. The reason being:&lt;br /&gt;Attending a meeting session at the Main Hall of the New Building of the Ministry of Education, arranged by said ministry, with the session titled "Scholarship"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the deal:&lt;br /&gt;1. Special Education Scheme&lt;br /&gt;2. Excellent Student Scholarship&lt;br /&gt;5. Brunei Darussalam Administration Service Scholarship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About:&lt;br /&gt;1.Give rise to excellent teachers/tutors/etc.&lt;br /&gt;2.Give rise to anything great&lt;br /&gt;5.Give rise to administration officials&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Requirements:&lt;br /&gt;1. ~Local&lt;br /&gt;   ~Credits in English and Malay Languages&lt;br /&gt;   ~Aggregate 12 and below&lt;br /&gt;   ~At least 5 distinctions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. ~Local&lt;br /&gt;   ~English and Malay Language Distinction 2 and above&lt;br /&gt;   ~Aggregate 8 and below&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. ~Local&lt;br /&gt;   ~Malay and English languages, Credit&lt;br /&gt;   ~At least 7 distinctions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are all the &lt;a href="http://www.encyclopediadramatica.com/No"&gt;relevant&lt;/a&gt; scholarship offers for students of my level (after "O" Level exams)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only have six distinctions and and three credits, and my Malay language is a credit 3.&lt;br /&gt;Teachers = Epic DO NOT WANT!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from this, nothing else is new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like this video:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gcm3ak-SLqM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gcm3ak-SLqM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty...&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/4736391264917313285-1083914250144629645?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1083914250144629645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/5th.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/1083914250144629645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/1083914250144629645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/5th.html' title='5th: Scholarship'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-8224293963780949076</id><published>2009-03-04T04:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T05:12:35.314-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scholarship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='future'/><title type='text'>4th: School, Scholarship, Future</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;8.29 pm. 4th March&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Idea of the Day :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Atlas Bracelet~&lt;br /&gt;A bracelet of wood, engraved runes and worldly design. As a Crown Key, the bracelet grants those who wear it tremendous strength and an understanding of both beast and green, as well as a command of the earth. It will show forth, the Southern Scale Sanctuary, the Abode of Kindness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Designated universe : Undetermined&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;End.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of today, I am officially of the Sixth Form Centre of Katok. Woot. Now, I may have somewhat of a clean slate, but only to among those I do not recognise, in other words, everyone else who isn't you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we got our textbooks, and thus do I consider the importance of that of a locker, which I am hoping to apply for tomorrow. But this may not be, for I may be going away from school, as I have a meeting session thing with the Ministry of Education for being a good, successful student. My parent (not sure which) had answered the call that was the invitation. I am to sit for a meeting session on scholarships. This is so I may go study abroad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, if it's only just a talk and not for application on scholarships, I'd be fine, but if I am to recieve a scholarship, I feel uneasy about it. I mean, I just settled with into my new school, and then I have to leave abroad. Seriously, I'm getting heavily winded by all this. It's like having to move to a new house for a three days, having fully unpacked, and then having to move again, to another house, in another country, the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what am I supposed to do? I can't turn down the offer of studying abroad. It might be my only chance, but, my school has given me an even wider spectrum of opportunity, such as learning Japanese and go on adventures (whilst still being a student and underaged and not legal). I'm just afraid that I might lose these chances. Like I said, I may not be able to do anything else if I become a doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings me to another topic, and that is the IF I become a doctor. If I don't get it, what the poop am I supposed to do? I need a plan B, even if I'm praying that I don't have to use it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like how there is a possibility that no one is reading this blog of mine. :D I am fully sympathetic to you people who would have to go through my tormenting posts of shorts and longs. And me writing everyday isn't making it any better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously need someone tangible to listen to my problems... Any suggestions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of that, more on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/glu5wr5LRm4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/glu5wr5LRm4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to parade. ~fanfare~ Little children : Yaay!!!&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/4736391264917313285-8224293963780949076?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8224293963780949076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/4th-school-scholarship-future.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/8224293963780949076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/8224293963780949076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/4th-school-scholarship-future.html' title='4th: School, Scholarship, Future'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-3837939149955975834</id><published>2009-03-03T02:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T03:26:53.785-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>3rd: School, rant.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;6.31 pm.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3rd March&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Idea of the Day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Cold Rook~&lt;br /&gt;An object that resembles that of the chess piece, rook. The object seems as if it was made entirely out of glass. Though no amount of force could harm it. As a Crown Key, it gives those who bear it abilities of frost and life within water. With it, one can find the Western Scale Sanctuary, the Chalice Haven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Designated universe : Undetermined&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;End.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason where there was no blog post yesterday was because the wireless connection of my home was disturbed by the rain and all that wind last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, these two days were spent in my new "college" as it were, under orientation. It had lasted only for that period of time. Quite short, I know, but the time we started school again was a bit of a long wait. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday, the first part of my orientation was somewhat dull. The prefects there, though, tried to entertain us by using the newly enrolled (us) students. Apart from that, nothing exciting. They prefects were, I'm sad to say, weren't very organized much. If I had to do the same, becoming a prefect as such, I have to do better... Anyway, they showed us around the school abit, for 15 minutes, and we went back. Of course, there were many speeches, but I'm sure all of you rather not read about them.&lt;br /&gt;That night, I was really tired. I haven't felt that way in a while, so I went to sleep around 8 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a bit more exciting, simply because we get to join extra-curricular activities, or clubs. It was told that we are to join at least one of them but no more than two. I signed up for the Adventure Club and the Japanese club. Reason is because so I can live out Final Fantasy. I also explored the school on my own earlier since it's only natural that I haven't fully explored the school when we were shown around, slowly, for 15 minutes. Actually I haven't fully explored the entire school yet. It felt like playing Persona 3 and 4, where my environment consist of a school. So, I got to know the area better, since I had to if I wish to survive these two years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the clubs, as usual and expected, mother felt contradicted about the clubs I joined. Indeed, there is a large possibility that I will have to go places, especially Adventure club, and I might got lost while being in said club. :D But I really don't care. In fact, I do care, for myself. My future I decided was to be a medical doctor in the area of ventilation (breathing), and I am afraid that I might not be able to do any of what the things in the said clubs do, ever, since I would have to care for people. And there would be many people who would need my help by then. If this happens, I may never do anything else, at all.&lt;br /&gt;I am indeed weak, in terms of physicality, but then again, whose fault was it in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;I never got to go out, outside civilization, as close as the beach, that often. I've only been to the beach around five times, period. Sure I got to go last year, but yeah, just last year, from a period of several years. I've hiked, but I never did past five times. I'm not even sure I've gone hiking five times. The last time I hiked is when I was a kid, when I was unhealthy and hated it.&lt;br /&gt;Now, my parents think that I'm too weak to go hiking, to go camping, to do anything. Well, I'm quite frankly, tired of it. I want to go hiking and I want to go camping, BECAUSE I'm such a wimp. I'm no good in sports, so what the hell am I supposed to be. I don't even workout anymore because the gym is full of scary people.&lt;br /&gt;I know my parents are only thinking for the good of me, but will they not let me do anything at all. They even went against me playing badminton, simply because there are girls, and that I might fall in love with them, and I can't 'cause I need to go to university and graduate and get a well-paying job before I can get a girl. Good thing I'm not like how they think I would be, falling for girls, or this may actually HURT me. This, however, annoys me, because they think I am like that. And, for your information, I've only been to a friends house when I was around 14 or 15, and, for your information, I never hang out with my friend, 'cause it's dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, enough of my rant. Watch this video so that you may forget whatever poop I threw at you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uVdcipZLrms&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uVdcipZLrms&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It so said om nom nom.&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/4736391264917313285-3837939149955975834?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3837939149955975834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/3rd-school-rant.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/3837939149955975834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/3837939149955975834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/3rd-school-rant.html' title='3rd: School, rant.'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-7861778441041533511</id><published>2009-03-01T02:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T04:23:23.499-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sister'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='badminton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>1st: Badminton, School, Sister</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;6.34 pm. 1st March&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Idea of the Day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Mark of the 3rd Child~&lt;br /&gt;An emblem, that which bears the stars. It is the royal mark of the 3rd child of the Kings. A Crown Key, it grants one the power of the skies, as well as the power of speech to those without it. It is the guide to the Northern Scale Sanctuary, the Lofty Palace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Designated Universe : Still undetermined&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;End.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the last day I got to play badminton with my friends for this holiday, 'cause tomorrow, I start school. Let us all pray together for both excitement and ingenuity to be put into this sad blog of mine. Actually, I am excited for tomorrow. I just hope nothing terrible happens...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, this is also the day that my eldest sister came for her weekly visit, since she couldn't come on the usual Friday as she was sick. I pray that I don't get sick, or next week (tomorrow) will not be pleasant or enjoyable. I tend to form a repulsion towards the last few food I consumed when I get sick, or more correctly when I get better. This may also apply to situations, but I'm hoping not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no more things to say. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JIFNEddeZI4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JIFNEddeZI4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broccoli kitteh loves broccoli. Witness its growlies and paw-whappies.&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/4736391264917313285-7861778441041533511?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7861778441041533511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/1st-badminton-school-sister.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/7861778441041533511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/7861778441041533511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/03/1st-badminton-school-sister.html' title='1st: Badminton, School, Sister'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-5194398018010655547</id><published>2009-02-28T04:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T05:33:54.603-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unease'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purchase'/><title type='text'>28th: School, Game, Purchases, Unease</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;8.48 pm. 28th February&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idea of the Day : None (OMG, FIRST)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To start of, I had to go to my old school. What terrible and masochistic reason am I forced to go to my old school again?&lt;br /&gt;I was awarded most successful student in my year. A.K.A The student with the best result in the O Level Exams in my school. One other person would be a girl named Goh Jia Lin.&lt;br /&gt;All I can and want to comment about this is a lot of praises given (I've got two newly obtained, who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;le &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Okami"&gt;solar energy&lt;/a&gt;, and one &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Okami"&gt;astral pouch&lt;/a&gt;) and much personally embarrassing &lt;a href="http://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/blunder"&gt;boobs&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I had a bit of a rest at home, where I tried my hand again (again) on Final Fantasy XII, which I have obtained weapons such as Sagittarius &amp;amp; Tournesol, and obtain all available Espers, only to delete the save &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(on my first playthrough)&lt;/span&gt; and had by brother overwite my save file &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(on my second, many months later)&lt;/span&gt;. I've got a new Action Replay Max I bought about a month ago, so I decide to play it again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;with cheats &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(did this on my second playthrough, I've already got the Zodiac Spear [untimate weapon in-game])&lt;/span&gt;. But the only available cheats to use is have max gil (cash), level up once to reach level 99 (highest level), and kill a monster once to get max Licence Points (Points used to get licence to use weapons, armor, magic, etc. Basically, it's like you only need to kill people to get some points to by your driver's licence with). And on the day when, two days later, I begin school to. What wonderful schedueling skills I has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that afternoon, mother invited me to go shopping with her. Since I have things to by myself, I went along. Thus have I obtain a new &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;pendrive, labled Kingston, renamed Blacknight, which have 16 GB, and only cost 3/5 of a hundred dollars. The last pendrive bought had 526 MB (i think). Now, I have a backup of all my 'important' documents. I no longer fear the death of my computer taking the lives of many of my (downloaded) music individuals.&lt;br /&gt;That last statement may get my hide tanned.&lt;br /&gt;I also bought a new wallet. The one that was r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;eplaced was falling apart. I also bought those belt bag things, bags that are attached to belts and you wear them around thine waist. I did this so I may have easy access to my wallet and mobile phone. I may look silly with a bulging something square and/or rectangular underneath my untucked shirt, but it is more convenient. For me, thieves and insults alike.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/Sak53iSZc3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/692F6GI5vi0/s1600-h/imhappyplz.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 25px; height: 25px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/Sak53iSZc3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/692F6GI5vi0/s200/imhappyplz.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307837262092399474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But something got me really down. I may have bummed out one of my friends, in a sense that I mad them sad, in the sense of pain, in the sense of emotions. One thing that I cannot stand or let got or down is this thing. I will go on for the rest of my life, thinking and regretting things like this, despite the effect may or may not be true and/or real, to the dismay for my psychology, and mental and spiritual peace, in the sense I may lose it in the end, in the sense of sanity. Though this has yet to happen, and I already have much of these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life says I suck for not moving on.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the video:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nEqwKNNQBwc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nEqwKNNQBwc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, it'd Fred.&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/4736391264917313285-5194398018010655547?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5194398018010655547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/28th.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/5194398018010655547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/5194398018010655547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/28th.html' title='28th: School, Game, Purchases, Unease'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/Sak53iSZc3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/692F6GI5vi0/s72-c/imhappyplz.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-261144330335484149</id><published>2009-02-26T04:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T04:15:25.711-08:00</updated><title type='text'>26th: Cont...</title><content type='html'>I feel depressed... and sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fail to mention that the Moon poses a most terrible danger to the integrity of both my self and my mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736391264917313285-261144330335484149?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/261144330335484149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/26th-cont.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/261144330335484149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/261144330335484149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/26th-cont.html' title='26th: Cont...'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-5220044730706325864</id><published>2009-02-25T23:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T05:10:09.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rant, not rant (Warning: LONG rant ahead)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[Warning: Long shit ahead... Eww]&lt;br /&gt;As any of you who have been following and checking my blog posts, all of you may have noticed that you have been spammed with nothing more that extremely short posts of my actual life, and got huge doses of my brain and my brain's favorite videos. This could not be helped as the holidays that I am oh so "enjoying" is dragging on for very, very long. I am quite sad to say that nothing ever really happens to me during said times, and I am, as well as all of you are, sick of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why I dislike the life I currently live in. Although there is absolutely wrong about it, it still drags. This is also why I rather live in my head than in reality. The terrible news all around the world and in this country I live in and love is not making this any more pleasant or bearable.&lt;br /&gt;The worse part of it all is that I have to be spammed myself with terrible horrible house drama at every afternoon. There is nothing more I hate than television drama. Shows like Charmed and Heroes, I like, because there's more than just boring drama, but there's also cool super powers and magic involved, making it something far more grandeur than drama, known as Action. To all those who are reading this that love drama, no offense, but this is how I feel about it. Never does it fail to irritate me how full of domestic violence these things contain, and other more hateful things such as treachery and blah blah blah of it all... God, these people have the same problem I have, and that's not having a life. I cannot help not having a life since I am restricted to the home I live in, especially during the holidays. I barely go anywhere. I'm like Harry Potter, but my family loves me as they should love a person from the same family. It's just that my holidays are so damn boring... The only things I do all day apart from my daily rituals is playing games, surf the Internet, and watch television (which I barely do these days)&lt;br /&gt;It's the best part though when I do go somewhere. I really enjoy having to go watch some movies at my hometown Mall. They have a cinema there, ya? I don't mind having to watch movies with my mom &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;( :p )&lt;/span&gt; or my sister. So long as I can get to enjoy time with my family, since I barely get to spend time with my friends, I'm happy. Still, I do get to spend time with my friends when we get together and have a little badminton session every week or so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This measly rant may seem insignificant to you, but hey, it's my life and this is my trouble. Since I feel awkward talking things like this with my family, I might as well tell the whole world. I also have wants to go and have an appointment with a psychiatrist to vent my problems on. :D But the Internet is the next best thing (not that I don't have a life, even when I said I don't). I don't think there is one yet here in my country (for a rich country for that matter). I hope someone here takes up psychology and graduate soon, I want a victim to talk their ears off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, please forgive the lack of content in this blog of mine and bear with me for a few more days, or possibly weeks, because in a few days time, I will be starting orientation at my new school. More, correctly, I will start said orientation on Monday. It may put more excitement into my dreary, pictureless, youtube-abused, blog. Yay, youtube :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And again, for those who wants me to talk more often, sorry. My conversation materials are... not conversation materials but are for those like my sought-for psychiatrist and the likes. I have many problems to talk about, and none of them are worth talking about to the likes of the nobles I refer to as friends (it's a complement to you people for those who don't get it, or got the wrong idea). It's just full of small little problems like how I can't stop thinking on how ugly I am, though it might not be true (unless it is, then I'm gonna be depressed for a whole hour), and how I always have these strange thought floating into my head, which of course, fucks me up when I'm in public or at other places where these things can get me into trouble or things as such. Believe you, me, that these things happen to me. I don't, however, have enough courage to tell you all about my problems, 'cause all of you might stay away from me. No, wait, I shouldn't have said that...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm really sorry that I couldn't chat more. This explains partly why I never go online on the messengers, or send you notes or reply to your e-mails. In fact, I've developed a sort of dislike in having to reply these things, not that I dislike you people. It's just that I need to find words on how to reply or things like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On an unrelated note, I gawk at my impressive typing skills that I have built over the past years, for during a time not so long ago (when I was 14-15 years old) I could only type one letter at a time, taking a very long time as I have to search for the letters I with to type. Now I barely have to look at my keyboard and I'm typing like the wind. It's still hard to do it with my eyes closed though, for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To continue a little further on this little rant and/or whatever of mine. You may notice my slight change in moods. I'm fully aware of this, as I have accepted this as into being my personality and is a feed to my randomness. This also cause me sadness for I longed to have a stable, more appropriate personality.&lt;br /&gt;What's more, it adds to the suckage that I am ambivalent to said randomness and things. Because at times, I want to be a bit unique, for I despise stereotypicalism. And as of such, I imagine that one can divide my soul into two, four six, or the coveted, seven. I like to divide my soul into two and four more, because I have made these divisions into sentient beings known as&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idea of the Day: (Warning: More long shit, up ahead... Ewwies)&lt;br /&gt;~Fazz, Elle, Soleil, Hold, Estell, Jorden~ (They're my &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mary_Sue"&gt;Mary Sues&lt;/a&gt;! Yay. Yet they don't star in anything)&lt;br /&gt;Fazz and Elle, also known as Alexander (Blizzards) Ronald (Tundra) Fazz (Polar) OR Alexander Ronald Fazz Blizzards Tundra Polar Crystal Comet and Alicia (Blizzards) Reene (Tundra) Elle (Polar) OR Alicia Reene Elle Blizzards Tundra Polar Crystal Comet, are my two main characters that of which I have created over the years. Since Fazz was supposed to be me, but then realise he could never be me, I have assigned both of them to represent the two main aspects of my soul.&lt;br /&gt;Fazz and Elle, being the superhero nerd I am, have powers. They're power, in simplicity, is the ability to destroy all of existence, which is very contradictory to the very many ideology around the world. :D&lt;br /&gt;On a long note, the power of the twins allows them to destroy all of existence, and do much more &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(everything)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fazz is simply my collective negativity. So he never smiles often. He has white hair and black eyes. Stay away from him, if possible, when he gets angry. He, I suppose, is part of my soul which is the source of my sourness and bitchyness. He's also the source of the feeling of being irritated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elle is Fazz's twin sister, and his polar opposite, thus is very fond of. She is my collective positivity. She has black hair and white eyes, but you can still see the border of her eyes and every other detail, like those eyes in black and white manga and comics. Despite being the entity of all my positivity, under no circumstances are you to get her angry. For the fate of all existence, do not get her angry. Among all my mary sues, she has the most scary temper. With that on note, I assigned her as the source of my anger. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping within these twins are their souls! And for reasons &lt;a href="http://www.encyclopediadramatica.com/IDIFTL"&gt;complex and difficult to explain&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;[not really]&lt;/span&gt;, they &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(i)&lt;/span&gt; decided to create personifications of their souls. And so the foursome was born : Soleil, Hold, Estelle, Jorden. These four are another way how you can split my soul. C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soleil Gules Corona is one of two parts of Elle's personification of her soul. She is somewhat regal, has no form of ego. She is very calm and never cease to smile peacefully, even when angered (and this is bad. BAD). She represent the Sun, the source of life, and thus Creation. As of such, she has power over fire , light and healing among &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(many)&lt;/span&gt; others. As a sentient being, however, she symbolises femininity. As stated in previous posts, the Candle Rod belongs to her. Her personality include, kindness, concern, wrath, regal and modesty. To describe here a little more, she has red hair, fair skin (like a Disney princess), and likes to wear dresses. Her eyes can change colour depending on the light quality, from red, to orange, to yellow, to pink. You know what I mean. She is where, I imagine, the source of my kindness and warmth from. As well as anger. She also is my &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XD9UhmXpCXs"&gt;anima&lt;/a&gt; [&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anima_and_animus"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question: Am I kind at the very least? And have any of you seen me angry? Really, now tell the truth. I can't remember these things nor am I aware of it. Also, have I been bitchy or like a jerk at times? If I was, I'm sorry.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold Crescent Evermoon is one of two parts of Fazz's soul. He is, as I do not like to say it but is very curious and interested in it, an emo. He, however, does not wear tight pants, never uses more makeup than an old, retired goth actress, or have completely black hair for more than three days. About his hair, it changes colour gradually, hair strand by hair strand, from completely black, to jumbled-up black and white, to completely white, in accordance to the lunar phases ( :D ). He symbolises the Moon, and thus is the most mysterious person among my six mary sues, despite the stereotype emo thing. He governs the element water and magic. Being the polar opposite of Soleil, his twin, he also governs destruction. There is nothing he can't destroy. Your pride is one example. Your virginity, the next. Despite being an emo, he's somewhat... let's be blunt, sexual. Because of his magic and his nature and simply be the very personification of the Moon, apart from being Fazz's soul, anyONE who looks at him will find him/herself filled in a torrent of hormones, and find him attractive. He will react the same way by finding EVERYone "attractive". However, the rest of my mary sues are not affected, and thus does not find them "attractive". He minds, yes, but not so much. Thus is he my favourite character and a constant subject of abuse. :D See? Even his description is long. As stated in previous posts, the Sad Cup belongs to him. He is the source of my sadness, as I imagine, and the feelings of loneliness, and other things. [clears throat]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, as a note, Fazz and Elle will stop aging at when they &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(i)&lt;/span&gt; hit the 25 year mark. Soleil and Hold stopped aging when they &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(i)&lt;/span&gt; hit the 18-year mark . (this year! yay!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estelle Avalon Fomalhaut is the the second of the two parts of, get this, Fazz's soul. She is a kid, and will forever be that way. She stopped aging years ago (despite being made only last year) So she shall forever be 9. She has short blond hair, and violet eyes. She simply acts her own age, that's all there is to it. She has the widest imagination among my mary sues, Fazz being the second runner-up, and is thus, my source of imagination. She is also the spring where my childish aspects originate from. She represent the stars. In my symbolism, the stars represent togetherness (galaxy and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Star_cluster"&gt;clusters&lt;/a&gt;), despite them being light years away in real life. So, she loves it the most when everyone is together. She is happy, alot of the times, and can also be irritating, like a kid. Her powers include wind, sound, lightning, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Luminiferous_aether"&gt;aether&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aether_%28classical_element%29"&gt;the fifth element&lt;/a&gt;), the mind and soul. She also has the ability to connect, gather anything combine all combinable things, like powers. :D I assigned her as the source of my happiness too. But, since the stars are at such a high place,  she is also very proud of herself &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(the source of my pride... like I have any)&lt;/span&gt; As stated, the Yellow Dagger is copyrights of hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I know I've done him before, but...)&lt;br /&gt;Jorden Oak Paradys is the second of the two halves of Elle's soul (of course). He is already at the age of 29, but will not age any further. He symbolises the World, and thus maturity and responsibility, as I assigned him to be the source of said sense. He is also the personification of masculinity. If he did not exist in my soul, I'll never be able to differentiate what is manly and what is not, and, thus strive for said quality (not going so well actually). His powers include earth, nature, and all seven elements : fire, water, air, earth, light, darkness, energy. This is because he is the symbol of the World, where all ^those^ things exist. Among all my mary sues, he has the least dangerous temper, but he will still impale you with Mount Everest if he is angry enough, or crush you with Mars. Being the a symbol for the World, he is very lazy, in way that he is lazy in responsibility, contradicting himself. As stated, the Stone Coin is his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: Fazz and Hold likes cats, Elle and Soleil loves rabbits, Estelle loves birds and Jorden loves snakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Designated universe: None.&lt;br /&gt;End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you may or may not have thought, I enjoyed writing that. So yeah, that's pretty much who I am inside. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, to further your torment, I shall post one of my favorite youtube videos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TZ860P4iTaM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TZ860P4iTaM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moar kats! I is evol...&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/4736391264917313285-5220044730706325864?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5220044730706325864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/26th-rant-not-rant.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/5220044730706325864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/5220044730706325864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/26th-rant-not-rant.html' title='Rant, not rant (Warning: LONG rant ahead)'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-8483041496924019354</id><published>2009-02-25T02:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T06:50:46.685-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>25th: School</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;10.06 pm. 25th February&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Idea of the Day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~The Four Crown Keys~&lt;br /&gt;They are ornaments that give way to places, lost in memory, which leads to treasure of unparalleled power. These, themselves, grant those who carry it abilities, uncommon. They consist of the Red Ring, the Cold Rook, the Atlas Bracelet and the Mark of the 3rd Child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Universe : I'm not sure yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;End.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to school today again, in attempt to yet, again, obtain the now "folder" of my Katok Form Six Centre. It's the name of the school I'll be advancing next, though I did not receive it and it's been a month's wait. Some say that it'll be out tomorrow, 26th February. But since I'm going on the 28th, I'll just wait 'till then... IF it is true. Though they already confirmed it, I'll have my own inside help inform me.&lt;br /&gt;But it wasn't a complete waste of time, I got my O Level Certificate that I sat for in June 2008, and I also get meet (though briefly) with my friends. Yay, and I mean it. Apart from that it's another slow day. It's getting boring, srsly....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the video:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="284"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gGhDIBzr88o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gGhDIBzr88o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="284"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's another cats!&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/4736391264917313285-8483041496924019354?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8483041496924019354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/25th-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/8483041496924019354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/8483041496924019354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/25th-school.html' title='25th: School'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-2759162060376491473</id><published>2009-02-24T04:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T05:12:00.004-08:00</updated><title type='text'>24:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;8.45 pm. 24th February&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing going on, except that I finally got the ultimate weapon of a game I'm playing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No blog post yesterday cause no internet... So here, two videos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/S5VJv41ssro&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/S5VJv41ssro&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ThHzULnBjfM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ThHzULnBjfM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only are they both music and compact, they're from the same band... :shock:&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/4736391264917313285-2759162060376491473?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2759162060376491473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/24.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/2759162060376491473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/2759162060376491473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/24.html' title='24:'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-8256571361662153682</id><published>2009-02-22T04:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T05:13:52.759-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feeling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><title type='text'>22nd: Mom, feeling</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;8.36 pm. 22nd February&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idea of the Day:&lt;br /&gt;~Yellow Dagger~&lt;br /&gt;A dagger crafted with an invincible yellow mineral, set upon a pitch-black hilt of wood that is adorned with star-like design, wrought by a white metal. The blade itself is engraved with the symbols of the sun, the moon and the world. A disc connects the blade and the hilt, in place of a cross-guard. The disc fashions as stellar symbol.&lt;br /&gt;Those who carry the blade will feel a sense of weightlessness. It does, in fact, bless them will unnatural speed. Be warned that the blade will offer no other for of protection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Designated universe : None. It belongs to one of my four (and this makes four) primary characters, Estelle Avalon Fomalhaut.&lt;br /&gt;End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that my mom is feeling alot better now. I'm happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also starting to feel a bit lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss everyone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To add to this feeling is a little nostalgia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/H25lz7gchaw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/H25lz7gchaw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm blue, da be dee da be die da be dee da be die....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was short, wasn't it? Enjoy it while it last&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/4736391264917313285-8256571361662153682?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8256571361662153682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/22nd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/8256571361662153682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/8256571361662153682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/22nd.html' title='22nd: Mom, feeling'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-6231853338908680430</id><published>2009-02-21T06:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T06:26:26.792-08:00</updated><title type='text'>21th:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nothing much going on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xs5TCjo35E0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xs5TCjo35E0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kingdom Whoop&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/4736391264917313285-6231853338908680430?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6231853338908680430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/21th.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/6231853338908680430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/6231853338908680430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/21th.html' title='21th:'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-2832260377978376948</id><published>2009-02-20T04:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T07:32:57.678-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='computer'/><title type='text'>20th: Mom, Computer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;10.26 pm. 20th February&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Idea of the day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Candle Rod~&lt;br /&gt;A rod of red, adorned with black patterns. Its base holds hold a stone of pearly white, with gold holding it in place. Its head is forged with the same metal, with a core of waxy material and a white-metallic thread protruding out from its center. Just beneath, engraved a moon, a star and a planet. This thread ignites in a white flame within darkness, battle and unseen danger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Designated universe: None, it belongs to one of my four primary characters, Soleil Gules Corona.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;End.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I'm sad, for my mom is ill. I'm doing anything for her, and this makes me feel terrible about myself. Sure she can move around, but I should still help. I feel awkward when I do help, though. I don't know why. Indeed, I am a terrible child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To further darken this day, this laptop of mine, as I can see, is starting to fail me. I have to start and restart quite some times before it starts working. I may need to bring this to get it fixed, or vaccinated, or when worse comes to worse, replace it. Before this happens, I must at least make a backup for all my music storage. I've got alot of it now, and I'm not planning on losing any one.&lt;br /&gt;I need to go pen-drive shopping...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the video :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DZHw9uyj81g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DZHw9uyj81g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is the most popular of its genre with us... Then again...&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/4736391264917313285-2832260377978376948?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2832260377978376948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/20th.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/2832260377978376948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/2832260377978376948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/20th.html' title='20th: Mom, Computer'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-5690030074202076259</id><published>2009-02-19T05:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T06:23:13.662-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>19th: School, Games</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;9.41 pm. 19 February&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Idea of the day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~The Sad Cup~&lt;br /&gt;A white-metallic chalice, with a deep-blue gem, resembling that of a night of golden stars, encased within its neck. The mouth is inscribed with foreign runes and a lunar symbol. Its surface, engraved with similar inscription but with symbols, worldly, stellar and solar. Now and again, the cup would be filled with s blue solution which will rejuvenates any who drink it fully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Designated universe: None, it belongs to one of my for primary characters, Hold Crescent Evermoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;End.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I have the utmost pleasure to have a visit to my now-ex-school, to go and have a look about a letter &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(perhaps, about my transfer to another school of further learning? It should be like that)&lt;/span&gt;, and had an even greater pleasure of knowing that all of the related-officials (teachers) were out, possibly 'till the coming Monday. This is due to a rehearsal for a performance in the upcoming celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So no info on the letters people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also, I have an even more greater pleasure of saying that my PS2 will give me technical problems and difficulties for any game that does not fit into the revolving part of the machine (like poop, I know the name).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, all of the games I have that work well on my old busted PS2, will not work on my new console, simply because it does not fit. Oh how delightful it would be to be able to utilize a mallet with the PS2 in the simplest of sense. (To those who don't get it, it means to break the damn thing) However, this will leave me with $200 wasted on said mallet and I would no longer be able to play the games  I CAN play, some of which are my favorites too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm a bit pissed off about my new PS2 right now, though I'm drowning it all by playing another game I'm currently enjoying &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(by this, I mean cheating)&lt;/span&gt;. So whatever. [/rant]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[randomvideo]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/56I1m__fnBY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/56I1m__fnBY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/randomvideo]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is cute... Aww... Cat food...&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/4736391264917313285-5690030074202076259?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5690030074202076259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/19th.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/5690030074202076259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/5690030074202076259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/19th.html' title='19th: School, Games'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-2044799594617995915</id><published>2009-02-18T04:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T04:48:45.849-08:00</updated><title type='text'>18th:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;8.31 pm. 18th: Feb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Not much to say, apart from me festering in boredom. I'm trying out some of my old, correction, my brother's games to alleviate it a little. So no idea of the day. Yay you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;There will, however, be a faved youtube vid clip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QMLB4mdlcHc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QMLB4mdlcHc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's really beautiful...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736391264917313285-2044799594617995915?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2044799594617995915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/18th.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/2044799594617995915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/2044799594617995915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/18th.html' title='18th:'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-3672447946987160113</id><published>2009-02-17T04:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T04:55:21.493-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><title type='text'>17th: Internet, youtube</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;8.38 pm. 17th February&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idea of the Day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~The Stone Coin~&lt;br /&gt;It is a large coin made of a silvery material and a deep-green gem is set as its core. The gem is engraved with the symbol of the World, and its edges are adorned with the emblems of the Sun, Moon and Star. Holding no value of wealth, the bearers of the coin shall feel its astounding weight, whilst giving them invincible stability. If the coin was to touch any earth, greenery and life shall burst to life, regardless of the terrain. Any light that falls through the gem core will heal every form of wound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Designated universe : None. It belongs to one of my four major characters, Jorden Oak Paradys, the symbol of the World personified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;End.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, I've finished the Dark Cloud 2 game, which is actually called Dark Chronicles. And now, I'm bored out of Sanity. In fact, I am now reduced into watching things like this on Youtube:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CMTx9zMdg3g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CMTx9zMdg3g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(zomg, anodder blog-relatedz vedio!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since, I'm restraining myself from surfing the internet at night for fear of sleeping in late again, I'm still bored out of Sanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As evident, I haven't shown my face in the all-important of internet-socialization, the instant messenger. I don't feel like it. Yeah, I'm a selfish jerk of an introvert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as you may notice, my blog is littered with youtube videos. So, as to commemorate the others, here's another one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1JynBEX_kg8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1JynBEX_kg8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736391264917313285-3672447946987160113?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3672447946987160113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/8.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/3672447946987160113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/3672447946987160113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/8.html' title='17th: Internet, youtube'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-1826355717606695928</id><published>2009-02-16T04:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T05:28:01.558-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><title type='text'>16th: Internet, Sleep, Tag</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;8.44 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Idea of the Day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Circle ~~ It's one of my custom-made race of army for the Warcraft universe. It's more of am mish-mash of all the race than an actual new race. This one is more orderly however. This race consist of humans, elves and orcs. Undead creatures are part of the Circle, but they are artificial, like robots. They are those who left the Universalls, my very first custom race, because it was far too chaotic, like humans having powers of death and the undead are give powers of the heaven.&lt;br /&gt;Heroes: Guardia of Eden, Diacon of the Sun, Coppermoon Magus, Astraeus&lt;br /&gt;It's not too original, but eh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guardia : Knight, male and female, usually orcs&lt;br /&gt;Diacon : Priest/priestess thing, usually not orcs&lt;br /&gt;Magus : Witch/wizard (for those who don't know), usually still not orcs&lt;br /&gt;Astraeos : Ethereal (spirit) beings of the stars. No true form, gendered, and usually takes the shape of his/her past life. All race. Is undead, but more divine, like spirits, or if you don't believe in divine undead, ghosts (after the astrological deity and Titan-god of the dusk in Greek mythology, the name translates to dawn of the stars)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Designated universe: The Warcraft Universe (oooh...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;End.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I have a little internet lag. No idea what's up. Anyway I'm trying to avoid using the internet as much as possible, this blog excluded. It's a gamble to surf this late at night for fear of sleeping in late. After this, I'll probably play some games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also, despite staying awake for the rest of yesterday, I still slept late last night. Much to my dismay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I'm putting tags on my posts from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the video. If you don't think abrupt eruptions of lasers are funny, this won't impress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZQLKEZzBIZE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZQLKEZzBIZE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLAAAAARH!!!&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/4736391264917313285-1826355717606695928?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1826355717606695928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/16th-internet-sleep-tag.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/1826355717606695928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/1826355717606695928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/16th-internet-sleep-tag.html' title='16th: Internet, Sleep, Tag'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-7586293456823196457</id><published>2009-02-15T04:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T07:38:58.522-08:00</updated><title type='text'>15th: Drowse, Game, Lase</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;8.17 pm. 15th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; February&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idea of the Day:&lt;br /&gt;Frigg ~ Taken from the name of the Norse goddess, wife of Odin.&lt;br /&gt;She has nothing in common with the Norse goddess apart from being graceful, like a queen. She is one of two &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;main characters of this idea of mine titled Four, the other being her twin mute brother Beowulf. Her trademark is the single wooden earing that she wears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Designated uni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;verse: The Four, same as Beowulf in previous post.&lt;br /&gt;End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, sleeping at two and waking up at six isn't a very wonderful thing, is it? Staying awake is much worse. Why did I let myself do this? Webcomics, go figure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://fanboys-online.com/index.php?comic=1"&gt;F@NB0Y$ - Better Than [insert name of gam&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://fanboys-online.com/index.php?comic=1"&gt;e] updates M and F&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as I said, I'm playing a game on my PS2 right now and I won't be showing myself one any instant messengers as online. What is this game I'm playing? Dark Cloud 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.vgmuseum.com/scans/psx2/dark_cloud2_front.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 178px; height: 273px;" src="http://www.vgmuseum.com/scans/psx2/dark_cloud2_front.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, the next segment shall discuss the fun topics of : the ABC's of Lasers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABC's of lasers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/¯__________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;|BLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH! !!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;\_¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A - I'm a' firin' mah lazor!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;B- I  be firin' mah lazor!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;C - Imma chargin' mah lazor!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;D - Die by mah lazor!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;E - Epic firin' of mah lazor evah!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;F - I'z Failin' joo with mah lazor!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;G - Iz gettingz joo with mah lazor!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;H - Hell iz mah lazor!! I be firin' joo with it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I - I fire mah lazor!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;J - Jammin' at you with mah lazor!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;K - Iz killin' joo with mah lazor!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;L - LAZOR!!!!11!!!1!EXCLAIMASHUNMARK! [iz firin' joo  with it]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;M - Meet mah lazor, firin' at joo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;N - NAO!!! Fire teh lazor!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;O - [Orang gila sama Lazor]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;P - Pwning joo with mah Lazor!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Q - Quik-shootin' Lazor of Deathness!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;R - Iz rapin' joo with mah lazor!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;S - STFU Lazor Attakk!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;T - Teh lazor be killin' joo nao!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;U - Uber-style Lazor Attakk!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;V - Vishus lazor r firin' at joo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;W - Mah lazor iz teh Win!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;X - I'z firin mah XXX lazor, killin' joor mind with ugly yaoi and gai pronz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Y - Y joo be hittin' joorself with mah lazor!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Z - ZOMGBBQWTFROFLMAOOLFTW Lazor!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is what happens when I'm left alone, bored, surfing the Internet, at 2 am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And yes, I been fired by teh lazer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for something RELATED!! OMG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hSVNbxjdvv8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hSVNbxjdvv8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;Yes, I do have a part of me that's crazy, I reserve it for the internet... If you find my conduct offensive.... Sorry...&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/4736391264917313285-7586293456823196457?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7586293456823196457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/15th-drowse-game-laser.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/7586293456823196457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/7586293456823196457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/15th-drowse-game-laser.html' title='15th: Drowse, Game, Lase'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-4922697836707767152</id><published>2009-02-14T15:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T15:25:30.339-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Week of the Platinum Dragon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ends with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/w8VwaEv3z1M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/w8VwaEv3z1M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He be firin' hiz lazerz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vlk8UL3RhRU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vlk8UL3RhRU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's ugly because he's evil... Evil things are ugly...&lt;br /&gt;Good things are preppy, however...&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/4736391264917313285-4922697836707767152?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4922697836707767152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/week-of-platinum-dragon_14.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/4922697836707767152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/4922697836707767152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/week-of-platinum-dragon_14.html' title='Week of the Platinum Dragon'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-4628351472611801003</id><published>2009-02-13T23:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T05:34:00.381-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A day without rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Seeing that this day won't have anything, I'll post this thing here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RULES:&lt;br /&gt;1. Put Your iTunes, Windows Media Player, ETC on Shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;br /&gt;3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS.&lt;br /&gt;4. Put any comments in brackets after the song name.&lt;br /&gt;5.Put this on your journal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.If someone says, "Is this okay?" You say?&lt;br /&gt;Ice Cavern - Spyro the Dragon (It's so obvious, idiot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.How would you describe yourself?&lt;br /&gt;Hips don't lie - Shakira (......)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.What do you like in a girl?&lt;br /&gt;Capri - Colbie Caillat (*clears throat*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.How do you feel today?&lt;br /&gt;Angel - Enya (I'm quite divine)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.What is your life's purpose?&lt;br /&gt;Happy Material - Negima Mahou Sensei/&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Negima!: Magister&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Negi Magi&lt;/span&gt; (:iconlarryplz:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.What is your motto?&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Breeze - &lt;span class="searchmatch"&gt;La&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="searchmatch"&gt;Corda&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="searchmatch"&gt;D'Oro&lt;/span&gt;: primo passo (*dramatic wind effect*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.What do your friends think of you?&lt;br /&gt;Twilights Last Gleam - High Contrast (what the foot is that suppose to mean, people?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.What do you think of your parents?&lt;br /&gt;Dearly Beloved - Kingdom Hearts II (So sweet..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.What do you think about very often?&lt;br /&gt;Oh my God - Lily Allen (Oh my God)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.What is 2 + 2?&lt;br /&gt; Mint's Scheme - Threads of Fate/Dewprism (Mastermind quality)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.What do you think of your best friend?&lt;br /&gt; Speed of Sound - Coldplay (Slow down, people)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.What do you think of the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;  The Man Who Can't Be Move - The Script (Think whatever you wish of it... Poor guy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.What is your life story?&lt;br /&gt;  Celtic Rain - Enya (Music wise, this is the perfect answer, period)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.What do you want to be when you grow up?&lt;br /&gt;  Don't Tell Me - Madonna ('Cause I don't wanna know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.What do you think of when you see the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;  Chacha ni  Omasake - Akazukin Chacha (Magical princess, magical princess A-Ka-Zu-Kin Chacha~~~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.What will you dance to at your wedding?&lt;br /&gt; Blaze - Chronicle of the Wings [opening song] (...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.What will they play at your funeral?&lt;br /&gt; Bushes (Norman Cook Remix)- Markus Nikolai (........................................)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.What is your hobby/interest?&lt;br /&gt;  Move your feet - Junior Senior ([is busting a move])&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.What is your biggest fear?&lt;br /&gt;  Carnival Town - Norah Jones (Title wise, I am afraid of recreational activities filled with baloons and clowns... Oh the horror. Lyric-wise, God knows how cruel the accuracy of this answer is)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.What is your biggest secret?&lt;br /&gt;  Smile - Lily Allen (&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Owner/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SZaMPwcke_I/AAAAAAAAABI/3kBUIAUe9h8/s1600-h/imhappyplz.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 28px; height: 28px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SZaMPwcke_I/AAAAAAAAABI/3kBUIAUe9h8/s320/imhappyplz.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302579813605997554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.What do you think of your friends?&lt;br /&gt;      Watery Relic - Rogue Galaxy (mmm... wet...)&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(don't kill me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.What will you post this as?&lt;br /&gt;  A day without rain - Enya (Meteorologically correct)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the video: [WARNING: Video may induce mental pain. Especially girls. Comment: Ouch]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/o3EtytFfwvg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/o3EtytFfwvg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They be playin' this at mah funeralz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736391264917313285-4628351472611801003?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4628351472611801003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/day-without-rain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/4628351472611801003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/4628351472611801003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/day-without-rain.html' title='A day without rain'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SZaMPwcke_I/AAAAAAAAABI/3kBUIAUe9h8/s72-c/imhappyplz.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-7906944119772086847</id><published>2009-02-13T13:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T13:55:02.424-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Week of the Platinum Dragon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nearing its end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zhmO9NOFHfo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zhmO9NOFHfo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&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/4736391264917313285-7906944119772086847?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7906944119772086847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/week-of-platinum-dragon_13.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/7906944119772086847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/7906944119772086847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/week-of-platinum-dragon_13.html' title='Week of the Platinum Dragon'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-7482392820684044001</id><published>2009-02-13T01:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T02:09:44.101-08:00</updated><title type='text'>13th:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;6.06 pm. 13th February&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope my friends are doing well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the video, it's something that me and one of my close friends share as part of awesome childhood memories... &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(I'm using close loosely here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/F7Va2ukKd_A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/F7Va2ukKd_A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&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/4736391264917313285-7482392820684044001?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7482392820684044001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/13th.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/7482392820684044001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/7482392820684044001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/13th.html' title='13th:'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-9017412578341753519</id><published>2009-02-12T13:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T13:43:04.057-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Week of the Platinum Dragon</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sysuCAIEp3E&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sysuCAIEp3E&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736391264917313285-9017412578341753519?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/9017412578341753519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/week-of-platinum-dragon_12.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/9017412578341753519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/9017412578341753519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/week-of-platinum-dragon_12.html' title='Week of the Platinum Dragon'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-3719906044601173003</id><published>2009-02-12T02:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T02:59:37.527-08:00</updated><title type='text'>12th: Visit, Sleep, Book, Wish</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;6.12pm. 12th February&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Idea of the day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beowulf (taken from the Old English heroic epic poem, which was adapted to the movie you know, Beowulf)&lt;br /&gt;This Beowulf has nothing in common with the movie or the poem, apart from having survived a vicious disease when he was young, for three years.&lt;br /&gt;Because of the disease so long ago, he is now rendered  mute. He is supposed to be one of two main heroes of the story where a being known as the Book appeared to torment all beings, the other being his twin sister, Frigg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Designated universe: Another different universe, whose title is called Four.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;End&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, my sister has decided to visit. And since it's night time, my dear nephew, to end, wish to me to play with him. I promise to play with him, though at this rate I don't think I would. Ah the basic minds of little children, wasting their time on games like GTA. I, like every other pestered person, dislike the experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I am ruining my daily plans for I am sleeping at 3 am, and I can't wake up before 11am. This is not good for me, as it ruins my health. Though I'm sure some of you can find other reasons for this not being good for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went with my dad to Paul and Elizabeth bookstore, as I mentioned in my last blog post. And I got a haul. That, and I came across something that made me realize something about my self. Anyway, I bought a lovely book on the History of Medicine and on Egypt's mythology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, to humor you all, I shall type a confession in big, bold letters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;I want to be hot! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfect biceps, abs and thighs... Oh, would I kill to get rid of my fat thighs...&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, I can't do much on this at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;I hate it, for this and the fact that my vanity is driving me nuts.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all die laughing, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the video. After the previous statement that I made, this would be somewhat awkward in terms of the flow of the topic. To those who has mystical powers and ignored the big, bold, words above, enjoy it while you can, before you die from your head exploding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/W2IgRMFOm08&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/W2IgRMFOm08&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad ol' cat!&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/4736391264917313285-3719906044601173003?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3719906044601173003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/12th-visit-sleep-book-wish.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/3719906044601173003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/3719906044601173003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/12th-visit-sleep-book-wish.html' title='12th: Visit, Sleep, Book, Wish'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-748036227711840306</id><published>2009-02-11T19:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T19:55:47.692-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Week of the Platinum Dragon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HSDU-tJl2NA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HSDU-tJl2NA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tiny bit lengthy&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/4736391264917313285-748036227711840306?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/748036227711840306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/week-of-platinum-dragon_11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/748036227711840306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/748036227711840306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/week-of-platinum-dragon_11.html' title='Week of the Platinum Dragon'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-6931677769921521468</id><published>2009-02-11T04:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T05:06:46.569-08:00</updated><title type='text'>11th: Dance, cloud, book</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;8.16 pm. 11th Feb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Idea of the day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beast Concord.&lt;br /&gt;There are those who borne an ability, unusual of effect. This ability, however, has an ill-humor. Any who possess it are to suffer a fate pf agony. This ability grants those who wield it to become one among Mother's creatures, animals and beast, but that which resonates with their soul. They are also fated with strange armaments. These weapons and protection can become one with these persons. Becoming not mere animals, but living bestial weapons.&lt;br /&gt;This ability is simply called Beast Sync.&lt;br /&gt;Designated universe: In another original universe, but takes place at home on Earth, the universe of the Beast Concord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;End&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, small talk, today I dance through the workout mode of my Dance Dance Revolution [DDR] X in the morning, something like the early morning aerobics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I played some Dark Cloud 2, the game that I'm playing right now. I've played it thrice now, but hey, what else are you going to do about your favorite game?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at dinner, my father is going to take me to a book store! Oh how lovely. So, what are the good reads for this year? Not that it's gonna be useful. Unless you somehow stumble upon this new post of mine. My dad plans on buying a book on something that's related to the course I'm taking, i.e. medicine. I'm not sure whether I'd read it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to the video. This one is my very recently faved video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KJzWGkgFcTU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KJzWGkgFcTU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camptown ladies never sang all the doo dah day, no no no&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/4736391264917313285-6931677769921521468?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6931677769921521468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/11th-dance-cloud-book.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/6931677769921521468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/6931677769921521468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/11th-dance-cloud-book.html' title='11th: Dance, cloud, book'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-1265572898603412830</id><published>2009-02-10T13:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T13:25:07.032-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Week of the Platinum Dragon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nQaZI6g4gAc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nQaZI6g4gAc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QHkAZ5AewSM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QHkAZ5AewSM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which kinda sucks....&lt;br /&gt;And yes, he only broke the sky before, not after&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/4736391264917313285-1265572898603412830?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1265572898603412830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/week-of-platinum-dragon_10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/1265572898603412830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/1265572898603412830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/week-of-platinum-dragon_10.html' title='Week of the Platinum Dragon'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-8942031942044911821</id><published>2009-02-10T04:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T04:32:24.282-08:00</updated><title type='text'>10th: Games, Laters</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;8.06 pm. 10th February&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idea of the Day:&lt;br /&gt;The nameless rod [a.k.a Black Moon Runestick]&lt;br /&gt;A short rod of unknown origin, it has tremendous power. It was said that this object can move into and away from realities. It's current keeper had heard that the weakest harmful magick spell conducted by this object had obliterated three of five moons simultaneously from the sky of a world it previously resided. Whether the moons were restore, he did not know. It has no name but the keeper say that whoever holds it may name it whatever they wish, as it does not change the object.&lt;br /&gt;Designated universe: It's for my original universe. Because of that, it has, as of yet, no name&lt;br /&gt;End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today marks the first day of the season where I disappear from the social internet. When this season ends, I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;The reason being that I'm now busying myself with my game. Sadly, it isn't any of the game I have yet to finish.&lt;br /&gt;This might also mean that I won't be posting my daily trivial life, and I'm sure you're happy about this. I'm gonna post my favourite youtube videos despite this. And there's still the Week of the Platinum Dragon for me to finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to the video. This one is about one of my favourite anime, titled "I'm Gonna Be An Angel!" or "Tenshi Ni Narumon!" And this is the opening song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XpP2B5816b8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XpP2B5816b8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I love you!&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/4736391264917313285-8942031942044911821?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8942031942044911821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/10th-games-laters.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/8942031942044911821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/8942031942044911821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/10th-games-laters.html' title='10th: Games, Laters'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-2876601481630346672</id><published>2009-02-09T22:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T23:01:04.208-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Week of the Platinum Dragon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Continues&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kD_ZQ1PpDEA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kD_ZQ1PpDEA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736391264917313285-2876601481630346672?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2876601481630346672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/week-of-platinum-dragon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/2876601481630346672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/2876601481630346672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/week-of-platinum-dragon.html' title='Week of the Platinum Dragon'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-4777354283860773001</id><published>2009-02-09T04:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T05:02:59.968-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Outing, Arm, Gaming</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;8.30 pm. 9th February&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Idea of the day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tome Pendant:&lt;br /&gt;A book-shaped pendant. It is said to increase studious skills dramatically. Some say it played a part in the story of the fledgling mage who impressed his masters by mastering a year's worth of spells in four months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Designated universe: It's supposed to be in the universe of my made-up final fantasy world. Another object that's similar to this one is the AP Egg of Final Fantasy X-2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;End.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, my family went for a bit of outing. It wasn't anything fun, in fact, it involved my brother's search for career work. He's trying to be a teacher of sorts in the Computer subject. So I went to all the relevant places. Sadly, I cannot remember the names of those places, but their location, yes, which still kinda suck. He's not going to teach at just any school. If I understand correctly, I think he is going to be a tutor for my country's Computer/Technical university/institute/whatever, I'm not sure of that part. We also had lunch at a restaurant! Of food from Pakistan. Can't remember the name, I'm terrible I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of the day's excitement. So I'll begin with my nag. I have a slightly sore right arm. Not hand, arm. It's definitely from my badminton session yesterday. It's not THAT painful, but what am I suppose to write?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I've lost my feeling of enjoyment when playing video games on my PS2. I tried playing what I felt like playing, but the game I wished to play was old, and now has glitches that comes with its age. Poo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the video. This shall be less disturbing. In fact, it is not disturbing! It's just weird, strange and amusing. This marks the end of those disturbing videos, until I fave new ones, which are hard to come by, to your fortune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kbbA9BhCTko&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kbbA9BhCTko&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;----------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now playing: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.foxytunes.com/artist/paul+van+dyke/track/today+%28trance+ambient+mix%29" title="'Paul Van Dyke - Today (Trance Ambient Mix)' - open on FoxyTunes Planet"&gt;Paul Van Dyke - Today (Trance Ambient Mix)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:10;"  &gt;via &lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" href="http://www.foxytunes.com/signatunes/" title="FoxyTunes - Web of music at your fingertips"&gt;FoxyTunes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736391264917313285-4777354283860773001?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4777354283860773001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/outing-arm-gaming.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/4777354283860773001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/4777354283860773001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/outing-arm-gaming.html' title='Outing, Arm, Gaming'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-8091845314202877553</id><published>2009-02-08T13:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T22:47:12.282-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='king of dragons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bahamut'/><title type='text'>Week of the Platinum Dragon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5.30 am, 9th February&lt;br /&gt;What this is about is that, for the entire week, I'll be posting two of my favourite youtube videos. One as part of my daily blogging, and another for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in this week, I will embed videos of my favorite dragon from Final Fantasy. The Platinum King of all Dragons, Bahamut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fact about Bahamut, is that he derived from the original Bahamut, which is a gigantic fish of Ancient Arabic mythology. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(T_T)&lt;/span&gt; As to how big the fish is, it is said that if any human sees it, they pass out instantly because they can't handle it; "[a]ll the seas of the world, placed in one of the fish's nostrils, would be like a mustard seed laid in the desert."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bahamut#cite_note-Borges-0" title=""&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I thank Wikipedia.&lt;br /&gt;Want to know more? Click - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bahamut" title="Bahamut"&gt;Bahamut&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/y6lKW3XO0CI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/y6lKW3XO0CI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The finger and button thing is to increase damage.&lt;/span&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/4736391264917313285-8091845314202877553?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8091845314202877553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/week-of-platinum-king.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/8091845314202877553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/8091845314202877553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/week-of-platinum-king.html' title='Week of the Platinum Dragon'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-7810445292833180544</id><published>2009-02-07T21:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T14:42:10.737-08:00</updated><title type='text'>8: hecas, sports</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;1.31 pm. I planned on writing it at night time to get things, but I'm zealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Idea of the Day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;From this post on, I'll be writing down my ideas that pop up in my head. Though not necessarily new ideas. Being a nerd that I am, it won't fully show who I am if I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;So, I've had a recent occasion in watching Teen Titans on Cartoon Network, and then I thought about someone who can call down large meteors from the sky. Then, I remember a godly being from Final Fantasy XII known as Exodus, since he can call forth meteors with ease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end result is a character called Aether. Not the greatest name of all, but I'm running low on names. He is basically a person with the ability to call forth the same godly beings as Exodus, after creating pacts between the beings behorehand. A side talent, however, his true power is the manipulation of the fifth classical element, aether, which is what was used to be believed as a medium for light to travel &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(which is currently false [electromagnetic waves])&lt;/span&gt;. If any of you are deeply familiar with the Final Fantasy franchise, know that all his "summons" are from all  the Final Fantasy games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;End&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Today, as I assume none of you know/read the local news. The Ministry of Education has now introduced the feature where scholarship application can be done over the internet. The website is www.hecas.edu.bn.  I haven't checked it out yet. Maybe later? I'm lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also on today, I finally got to get with my friends and enjoy the sport, badminton. Yays! Being a master of not being good in sports, it was more of a frustration/fun-fest, for me. I enjoyed it anyway. So after things settle down, we played a little catch &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(where I throw like a girl)&lt;/span&gt; and shot some hoops &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(which I didn't participate. Wimp,I am)&lt;/span&gt; and lastly, took some pictures &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(and I'm not picturesque)&lt;/span&gt; which my dear friend is going to post on her blog &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(or someone)&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That may be it. And frankly, I think my Idea of the Day might just make up a large portion of this blog. The idea, however, will only be included when I have somthing on my mind to type down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on with the youtube video. This video is also somewhat disturbing. To simply describe it &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(with not of my own words. someone post it as the comment to the vid)&lt;/span&gt;, it is basically like Disney on Crack.&lt;br /&gt;For me, I got over the weirdness and disturbance, so it's just an awesome song, with entertaining visuals. Well, in my opinion anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RvRAZcgc2Jc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RvRAZcgc2Jc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go, Go, GO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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/4736391264917313285-7810445292833180544?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7810445292833180544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/8-hecas-sports.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/7810445292833180544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/7810445292833180544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/8-hecas-sports.html' title='8: hecas, sports'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-86778466954995636</id><published>2009-02-07T04:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T14:43:13.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>7th: Wake, School</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;8.14 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, thanks to me sleeping in late, I missed my morning call. Apparently, my alarm was not loud enough to penetrate my dreams, thus waking me up. So, I'm trying to sleep early tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, someone sent me a text message. I don't know who it is, since I don't recognize people by their phone number. The message said the there was a cadetship? thing going on at school. I do not know what it is about, since I  missed it. I don't have anyone to bring me to school anyway, and I was still sleeping when it began. So yeah, if anyone, at all, that can fill me in, I would really appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on with the video. I may post videoss even if I have nothing to say. It's about a kitteh, a bunneh and lotsa candeh. It is still disturbing &amp;amp; entertaining and contains a degree of gore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0zospPpUO6Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0zospPpUO6Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's filled with candy.&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/4736391264917313285-86778466954995636?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/86778466954995636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/7th-wake-school.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/86778466954995636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/86778466954995636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/7th-wake-school.html' title='7th: Wake, School'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-4013682965538470025</id><published>2009-02-06T05:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T04:38:36.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>6th: Fear, Badminton, Friend, Cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;9.02 pm. This has become an official habit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it quite hard, actually, to present these blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there wasn't much things that happened today. Well, since it's Friday, which I have mistaken for yesterday as I have said, my eldest sister made her weekly visits, and mom had to type things again, and so I enjoyed yet another pleasant time with her. This time though, I fell asleep. I mean I was curled up in my quilt and was in a comfortable position whilst hugging a pillow and listening to some of the pleasant music that I enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;The only excitement was that I had a wasp trapped in the curtains of my room. Being a sad, pacifistic sissy as I am, I wanted to let it go outside, but I was scared to... Well, I'm scared of most of the generic things like spiders, scorpions. Things that can induce painful harm and the likes. Doesn't make me feel any better though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back to yesterday, my friend told me that we're gonna have a badminton session this Sunday. This is wonderful news to me, since I miss my friends a lot, even if I just met them a few days ago. Besides, I didn't join them for the session since... what, January? December? I had to give the a lot of reasons, like my parents were to busy and my entire upper body was sore from my last session at the gym (says the guy who's afraid of bees)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of friends, I finally got the chance to chat with one of my great friends yesterday stil. He's more like a big brother I never had. My... umm... onii-chan? (i know onee-chan is for big sister). He lives over at the US, and it sounds like he went through a lot. Life is getting better for him it seems ,however, and I'm glad. His name? Michael Huszar. I met him on Neopets (srsly). How I came to know him, I rather not say. It'll be one of those things that'll never see the light of Existence. No pics of him either, and I'm not bothering to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~To be fully honest, another reason why I'm not uploading any pics is not just because I don't have a camera. It's also because I have no idea how send the picture from the digicam to my computer. This shows that my distinction A1 on Computer was leaning towards luck than academic. I studied hard yeah, but I guessed that it'll be like a B4 or C6*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's that. Now I shall tell Cake. My dad has been energetic about baking things. So, now I'm having cake every day, which isn't a lie. I'm also having cookies! It's nice to be on the good side. He's not too good at baking them, but the things he makes are still delicious. But so far, my favourite has to be the chocolate cake that he's making. No, not the ones you have for birthdays, it's more like layered cake. My dad hasn't used yeast yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, from this post onwards, I shall post a random youtube vid that has no relations to the topics discussed above. Be warned that these videos may be too unpleasantly weird for your taste. As a weirdo, I find it fine, to the point of enjoyment. Why am I doing this? It's so that you can know what kind of person I am by my tastes in video&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This video may be unsuitable for those who have fear of clowns. For everyone else, it's funny as it is disturbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uZf72rv-od4"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uZf72rv-od4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uZf72rv-od4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736391264917313285-4013682965538470025?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4013682965538470025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/6th-fear-badminton-friend-cake.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/4013682965538470025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/4013682965538470025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/6th-fear-badminton-friend-cake.html' title='6th: Fear, Badminton, Friend, Cake'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-603972218372887298</id><published>2009-02-04T22:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T22:18:13.475-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day, printer, room</title><content type='html'>2.04 pm. I was gonna do this at night to cover all everything of the day, but my mom said that she might write another letter at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I slept at almost 3 am this morning. Not exactly a wonderful thing for me. In fact, it screwed my sense of day. I thought today was Friday, so I was all hyped to attend the collective solat (major prayer) earlier this afternoon, but it's Thursday now. I also woke up at almost 12 noon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before it was too late, my mom had corrected my perception of day, so, feeling dumb, I prayed in my fancy clothes. which was for the said collective solat, normally. That was before I had installed a new printer! It's sole purpose to be bought? To print out one measly letter, which I had mentions in the blog post the preceded this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while I was installing, I realized how much I disliked my dusty room. Not my bed, but the floor, including the area where I'm typing this down and, if the door in and out of my room was to be north, the south-west corner of my room, which is next to where I'm typing this down. There dust bunnies everywhere &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(exaggeration)&lt;/span&gt; in said area. And I'm too lazy to do anything, 'cause that's who I am, lazy. And the brooms in this house isn't exactly in a wonderful state either. My longing for a vacuum cleaner lingers on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the end of that then. And another boring day shall be ahead of me. How exciting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736391264917313285-603972218372887298?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/603972218372887298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/day-printer-room.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/603972218372887298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/603972218372887298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/day-printer-room.html' title='Day, printer, room'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-8720656570446249887</id><published>2009-02-04T04:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T05:23:46.001-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Studies, lenses &amp; the little things</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The time told now is 8.46pm&lt;/span&gt; says my computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I start, I was right. All I needed to do was restart my computer and all the history and bookmarks, as well as the forward and back buttons are restored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's start. Start:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For today, I had attended the British Council Expo at the Hotel of Rizqun at The Mall. To my slight disappointment and tremendous relief, I found out that there are no scholarship schemes for medicine, only teaching. I do not wish to become a teacher. Going through Hell at school as a student is enough to last for ever. I want to learn, that's no lie, it was those who I had to cope with were the problem. Thankfully, that never really happened recently. And am I grateful. It's a bit sad for me that I couldn't get a scholarship now, but I've no problem with it. Still, there's that itty-bitty chance that there'll be a new scholarship scheme/offer/whatever, so yeah, that might haunt me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's my new contact lens, which I bought last December, and I bothered to try to wear it now. Now, I'm getting used to them. Why did I bought contact lenses? Because I wanted to. Besides, I always wanted to know how it feels to use them. Now I know it's a pain, but like I said, I'm getting used to them. If anything, the hardest part was not to put them on, but it was to get them off. Another reason why I bought them was to change my eye colour to grey, not a very noticable change, but I like them subtle. Actually, my sister helped me bought it, 'cause I didn't have the other half of the price amount on me. I like wearing them actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's where the excitements of the day end. However, there was something more pleasant that happened. Anyone who is reading this may or may not find it a big deal, or any form of deal, but that's why I'm typing this down. It's not much but, I spent some time with my mom and dad, seperately, in my bedroom, where I'm typing this now. My mom had to type a letter to be sent to the government which involved splitting up land that my parents bought to give to their children. It was a pleasant moment for me as my mom typed down the hand-written-earlier letter, and I was lying down in bed looking at the ceiling and out my window and other small things while the music playing the computer. Pleasant and relaxing music, of course. One of them was the soundtrack from Chrono Cross titled Time's Grassland - Home World.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(It's the soundtrack playing when your out on traversing the Home World island on foot, for those of you who are familiar with the game)&lt;/span&gt; Even if I spent so much time with my mom when she "invited" me to help her with the grocery shopping, I enjoyed this moment better. I was sure glad I had the insight to have my Winamp play those songs &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(I'm listening to them right now)&lt;/span&gt; or it would have been awkward, and boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This now marks the end of this blog post. Also, those of you who are expecting some picture from me, please kindly not to, for I have no intentions of getting myself a new camera &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(or any camera)&lt;/span&gt;, nor am I going through the hassle of borrowing one. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(I have none to borrow from anyway)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736391264917313285-8720656570446249887?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8720656570446249887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/studies-lenses-little-things.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/8720656570446249887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/8720656570446249887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/studies-lenses-little-things.html' title='Studies, lenses &amp; the little things'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-915866630134741631</id><published>2009-02-03T14:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T14:30:00.181-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Early morning'/><title type='text'>Cold, friend, browser &amp; morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As I write this post, the time is 6.01 am according to the clock on my computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why would I write something at this time of day? One might or might not wonder.&lt;br /&gt;This is because I want to write it at this time of day, since I have already, officially, awaken to the new day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As one might or might not imagine, it's dark out. Right now, it's also cold. Very cold. Not as cold as a winter's night, but I am starting to wonder if Brunei is going through some drastic climate changes, with all this rain and cold weather. Not to mention the floods and landslides all over the country, but that's another different matter. For this, I fear that Brunei may not sink in the ocean, but will lose it's elevated terrain and then sink into the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another surprise I was greeted with this morning was a friend of my brother's who came by. How long has he been in our household? Probably 10 pm last night, or maybe 3 am this morning. I don't know, nor do I plan on asking. I don't even know who it is, unfortunately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, my Firefox browser has lost ALL of it's stored bookmarks and history. The lost history, I don't mind. But the loss of bookmarks is kinda irritating. It's probably because i simply just need to restart my computer, since it was fine before I put it in Hibernation. In fact, the history for this site didn't show up when I started this anew. Anyway, I hope it isn't anything serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's it for now. Apart from me going to this convention about the universities I could go to in the UK later, nothing special about today. Then again, it's early in the morning, I just woke up and haven't even bathed yet. After this post, I might just write about something from the recently past days. I might actually write another later. I expect there won't be much going on today.&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/4736391264917313285-915866630134741631?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/915866630134741631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/cold-friend-browser-morning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/915866630134741631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/915866630134741631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/cold-friend-browser-morning.html' title='Cold, friend, browser &amp; morning'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4736391264917313285.post-3592358543782723387</id><published>2009-02-03T05:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T22:17:16.059-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='First'/><title type='text'>Indeed it is</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This shall be my second blog ever. Or anything of it's type. The first one is on http://unfortunately-me.blog.friendster.com/ EDIT: which I shall no longer use. D:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;First, I would like to say a few things:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kucing, Kitteh &amp;amp; Meow&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Next, I wish to write this:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;What you should expect from this blog is unexciting tales about my daily life and details them which, unfortunately, may would be written in an unstable interval from everyday to never again.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;To start of, I feel somewhat terrible for not being able to get in touch with people in the internet, since I can &lt;strike&gt;sometimes&lt;/strike&gt; frequently disappear from the socialising area of the internet for a LONG time. This is the sole reason why I write this blog, to make up for those disappearnces. If not, at least I'm trying to find a way to keep in touch with people, even indirectly.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And now, on to my daily life's nagging, ranting and all the things a blog is supposed to be.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So this year, I'm supposed to be taking my GCE A Levels, for two years. This is somewhat making me a bit nervouse. If anyone who is reading this know me, they might not known the fact that I have lived my past years in perpetual "kid" mode of psyche or mentality, living for the moment, not taking the future seriously and the such. But now that i have to study for A levels (not even O levels could wake me up), I woke up. I'm worried about myself as I see failure in mind. But I know I shouldn't get this to me, not now, not ever.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Another reason why I'm a bit shaken for this year is the possibility of studying overseas. Seeing how I pathetically depended on my parents, I'm not sure how I might go through it. Thankfully, Persona 3 has my hopes raised, as all I need to really worry when I get there is to study. Since there aren't any true distractions there that my pervert me from my main goal, I think I would do fine. If I get the scholarship, I mean.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;That would now be the end for this first ever blog of mine. I hope I can keep this up, writing my blogs every day, or days that have some significant impact on me like stress problems or whatever. I tend to do things like this on interest, and by God I hope I'm still interested in writing blogs 'till I can't type anymore.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's night time here so I'll be sleeping. Good night&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Edit: To everyone who would have like me to talk more or say more than 3 words on the Messengers, sorry I couldn't do as such before&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4736391264917313285-3592358543782723387?l=unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3592358543782723387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/indeed-it-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/3592358543782723387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4736391264917313285/posts/default/3592358543782723387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfortunately-about-me.blogspot.com/2009/02/indeed-it-is.html' title='Indeed it is'/><author><name>Ophel Lynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078241115619570171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-1NQHZIBp-8/SdIXg12YOkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MUMZgAHuHqc/S220/Myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
