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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I watched this movie today and I really really liked it! Look at the massive amount of all-star casts. LOL But really, I think that New Year's Eve is superb. It's cute, it's funny, it's sad, it's touching, it's perfect for a year end movie. &amp;lt;3 I feel inspired to do all those things I've said I would do but never really do after watching this. LOL&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And it got me thinking too, about what my new year resolutions would be. I wonder if I can keep this state of being all free and easy throughout 2012. It'll be lovely if I could.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And I'm in a really good mood today too. &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;.:Positive outlook:.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;-Chii-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5772661015007246021-1339994512525263025?l=cutiechii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://cutiechii.blogspot.com/feeds/1339994512525263025/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5772661015007246021&amp;postID=1339994512525263025&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5772661015007246021/posts/default/1339994512525263025?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5772661015007246021/posts/default/1339994512525263025?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://cutiechii.blogspot.com/2011/12/thinking-tank.html" title="Thinking tank" /><author><name>Chii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01644982161231479071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="31" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S3mpWz3eog4/TuG9k48xoUI/AAAAAAAAAr4/rgVne9A_UdQ/s220/Picture0493.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QDykhlOj8no/TuTPBfjgpqI/AAAAAAAAAs0/h6EgD7vmFPI/s72-c/MV5BMjI2Mzg2MDQxOV5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwNzc3NTY5Ng%2540%2540._V1._SY317_.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkcMRHkycSp7ImA9WhRQFE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5772661015007246021.post-3031875617532065063</id><published>2011-12-09T18:41:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T18:41:25.799+10:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-09T18:41:25.799+10:00</app:edited><title>Back</title><content type="html">&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;After over half a year of abandoning this blog (and almost thought of deleting it, honestly), I'm back to the blogger world! I was reading back all my old posts and that nostalgic feeling of writing something and that sense of&amp;nbsp;fulfilment&amp;nbsp;that comes&amp;nbsp;afterwards&amp;nbsp;washed over me so here I am, once again. I still love writing, I guess. Ahahaha~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A lot has changed for me over the past six months. I feel like a whole different person now, yet, I'm still the same person. I reached that 20 years old point, so I'm no longer can be considered as a little kid. My actions are my own responsibilities. What I think as the most important to me last year... is not something I consider as my utmost priority now.&amp;nbsp;Ageing&amp;nbsp;really do change how you view the world and what you really want.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Back in high school, study has always been one of my top priority, the thing that has been constantly been my concern. Now, after entering university and met all sorts of different people, I realized that there is so much more to worry about than just about getting an 'A' marked on my paper. There is really so much more in life, really, that I can't really explain here. No amounts of words could be enough. I just hope that one day, you'll be able to see it the way I see it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;After losing so much, I gained something else in the end. After that long duration of depression, I feel so so much more relieved now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And hey,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I honestly can say I'm happy with what I have now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;p/s: First year at QUT ended pretty fast. And I'm blessed with good grades. :) I didn't get to travel around much due to unexpected circumstances but there's always next time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;.:A new pair of eyes:.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;-Chii-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5772661015007246021-3031875617532065063?l=cutiechii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://cutiechii.blogspot.com/feeds/3031875617532065063/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5772661015007246021&amp;postID=3031875617532065063&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5772661015007246021/posts/default/3031875617532065063?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5772661015007246021/posts/default/3031875617532065063?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://cutiechii.blogspot.com/2011/12/back.html" title="Back" /><author><name>Chii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01644982161231479071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="31" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S3mpWz3eog4/TuG9k48xoUI/AAAAAAAAAr4/rgVne9A_UdQ/s220/Picture0493.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0cBR3g8fCp7ImA9WhZUF0s.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5772661015007246021.post-67424877366993168</id><published>2011-06-11T12:57:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T12:57:36.674+10:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-06-11T12:57:36.674+10:00</app:edited><title>Migrating</title><content type="html">Will no longer update this blog. Kinda sad, it's been over 2 years, after all. Dear followers/stalkers, thank you for following me faithfully after all these years but this will end right here. Now, go find some other page to stalk. LOL &lt;br /&gt;
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But hey, I'm moving on. I didn't say I'd stop blogging, did I? *wink wink*&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;.:Predictions and silliness:.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;-Chii-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5772661015007246021-67424877366993168?l=cutiechii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://cutiechii.blogspot.com/feeds/67424877366993168/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5772661015007246021&amp;postID=67424877366993168&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5772661015007246021/posts/default/67424877366993168?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5772661015007246021/posts/default/67424877366993168?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://cutiechii.blogspot.com/2011/06/migrating.html" title="Migrating" /><author><name>Chii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01644982161231479071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="31" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S3mpWz3eog4/TuG9k48xoUI/AAAAAAAAAr4/rgVne9A_UdQ/s220/Picture0493.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkUEQ3c9eSp7ImA9WhZUFEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5772661015007246021.post-450659522564384268</id><published>2011-06-08T09:43:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T09:43:22.961+10:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-06-08T09:43:22.961+10:00</app:edited><title>Can't lead me down that road</title><content type="html">Feels lazy to update my blog.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;.:Waltz:.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;-Chii- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5772661015007246021-450659522564384268?l=cutiechii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://cutiechii.blogspot.com/feeds/450659522564384268/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5772661015007246021&amp;postID=450659522564384268&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5772661015007246021/posts/default/450659522564384268?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5772661015007246021/posts/default/450659522564384268?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://cutiechii.blogspot.com/2011/06/cant-lead-me-down-that-road.html" title="Can't lead me down that road" /><author><name>Chii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01644982161231479071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="31" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S3mpWz3eog4/TuG9k48xoUI/AAAAAAAAAr4/rgVne9A_UdQ/s220/Picture0493.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0QFQXozfip7ImA9WhZVEkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5772661015007246021.post-8514279490214756486</id><published>2011-05-25T14:55:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T14:55:10.486+10:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-05-25T14:55:10.486+10:00</app:edited><title>Rock bands are awesome.</title><content type="html">You know what is even awesome-er? Girl rock bands. I'm really loving SCANDAL right now. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Aren't they lovely? But they really can kickass on stage. Awesome skills. @@ I wish I can rock those instruments like they do.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Shunkan Sentimental &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/cz1VUFUuNY4" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay, apart from that new obsession of mine, there's not much to say lately. I guess life is kinda monotonous at the moment, but I'm content. Almost done with assignments and exam coming soon. But there's always time for a little bit of fun here and there. =)&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;.:It's okay to not be perfect:.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;-Chii-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5772661015007246021-8514279490214756486?l=cutiechii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://cutiechii.blogspot.com/feeds/8514279490214756486/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5772661015007246021&amp;postID=8514279490214756486&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5772661015007246021/posts/default/8514279490214756486?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5772661015007246021/posts/default/8514279490214756486?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://cutiechii.blogspot.com/2011/05/rock-bands-are-awesome.html" title="Rock bands are awesome." /><author><name>Chii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01644982161231479071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="31" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S3mpWz3eog4/TuG9k48xoUI/AAAAAAAAAr4/rgVne9A_UdQ/s220/Picture0493.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aGNKviPzjmM/TdyIIZpyBNI/AAAAAAAAArw/r0pNnI2Mtxo/s72-c/sopshunkan03.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A08ESXk_fip7ImA9WhZWF0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5772661015007246021.post-2039853868606675490</id><published>2011-05-19T20:10:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T20:10:08.746+10:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-05-19T20:10:08.746+10:00</app:edited><title>Bottom hearts</title><content type="html">Seems like I like to waste my time nowadays. Err well.... I don't really consider it as time wasting, but I'm not doing any of the work that I'm supposed to finish. &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Her concert was A.W.E.S.O.M.E! I'd definitely go to her concert again if she returns to Brisbane. It's a promise (and next time I'd try and get that kiss as well. LOL)&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;.:Never planned:.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;-Chii-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5772661015007246021-6158564781266609551?l=cutiechii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://cutiechii.blogspot.com/feeds/6158564781266609551/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5772661015007246021&amp;postID=6158564781266609551&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5772661015007246021/posts/default/6158564781266609551?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5772661015007246021/posts/default/6158564781266609551?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://cutiechii.blogspot.com/2011/05/of-kitty-and-ms-perry.html" title="Of kitty and Ms Perry." /><author><name>Chii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01644982161231479071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="31" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S3mpWz3eog4/TuG9k48xoUI/AAAAAAAAAr4/rgVne9A_UdQ/s220/Picture0493.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUUDQ3w8eCp7ImA9WhZXGE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5772661015007246021.post-7329729852766987951</id><published>2011-05-08T12:54:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T12:54:32.270+10:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-05-08T12:54:32.270+10:00</app:edited><title>Floating about</title><content type="html">Mari tengok movie!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.filmofilia.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/02/Something-Borrowed-Poster-535x791.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://www.filmofilia.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/02/Something-Borrowed-Poster-535x791.jpg" width="432" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Wait. I'm supposed to be poor. @@ Duit masuk bulan 6. Not sure I can survive or not till then. :| &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;.:New tracks:.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;-Chii-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5772661015007246021-7329729852766987951?l=cutiechii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://cutiechii.blogspot.com/feeds/7329729852766987951/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5772661015007246021&amp;postID=7329729852766987951&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5772661015007246021/posts/default/7329729852766987951?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5772661015007246021/posts/default/7329729852766987951?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://cutiechii.blogspot.com/2011/05/floating-about.html" title="Floating about" /><author><name>Chii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01644982161231479071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="31" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S3mpWz3eog4/TuG9k48xoUI/AAAAAAAAAr4/rgVne9A_UdQ/s220/Picture0493.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bK49Ip0Bo9M/S-bIGxDaKhI/AAAAAAAAEnY/1wi7PW5MDPo/s72-c/mothers.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUADSHs_cCp7ImA9WhZXFkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5772661015007246021.post-6288217544907225915</id><published>2011-05-07T02:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T02:02:59.548+10:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-05-07T02:02:59.548+10:00</app:edited><title>What the world tells you</title><content type="html">&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life is not something can you can design and draft out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I tried that and if you can see the drafts that I had drawn out for my life... I guess they would pretty much occupy the whole room. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;.:Take the leap:.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;-Chii-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5772661015007246021-6288217544907225915?l=cutiechii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://cutiechii.blogspot.com/feeds/6288217544907225915/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5772661015007246021&amp;postID=6288217544907225915&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5772661015007246021/posts/default/6288217544907225915?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5772661015007246021/posts/default/6288217544907225915?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://cutiechii.blogspot.com/2011/05/what-world-tells-you.html" title="What the world tells you" /><author><name>Chii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01644982161231479071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="31" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S3mpWz3eog4/TuG9k48xoUI/AAAAAAAAAr4/rgVne9A_UdQ/s220/Picture0493.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0ACRH88eCp7ImA9WhZXEkg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5772661015007246021.post-7193266781827428881</id><published>2011-05-01T22:09:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T22:09:25.170+10:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-05-01T22:09:25.170+10:00</app:edited><title>Leaving normal</title><content type="html">&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The  tough thing about following your heart is what people forget to  mention, that sometimes your heart takes you to places you shouldn't be,  places that are as scary as they are exciting and as dangerous as they  are alluring, and sometimes your heart takes you to places that can  never lead to a happy ending.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
And that's not even the difficult part.  The difficult part is when you follow your heart, you leave normal, you  go into the unknown...And once you do, you can never go back. (Roswell 1999)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I don't want to get attached. Do not want. I'll feel like an abandoned kitty when the one I'm attached to had to leave me. @@ So, the easiest way is to run away. Call me a  commitmentphobe, but that's just the way I am. Perhaps, I think it's just a lot easier to not get engaged in any relationships right now. It's not that I don't want someone in my life but....... Sigh. It's a really complicated matter (or I made it complicated. Beats me.). @@&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;.:Catch me if you can:.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;-Chii- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5772661015007246021-9085440104401622749?l=cutiechii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://cutiechii.blogspot.com/feeds/9085440104401622749/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5772661015007246021&amp;postID=9085440104401622749&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5772661015007246021/posts/default/9085440104401622749?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5772661015007246021/posts/default/9085440104401622749?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://cutiechii.blogspot.com/2011/04/wall-section.html" title="Wall section" /><author><name>Chii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01644982161231479071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="31" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S3mpWz3eog4/TuG9k48xoUI/AAAAAAAAAr4/rgVne9A_UdQ/s220/Picture0493.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ak4HQX48cSp7ImA9WhZQFkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5772661015007246021.post-3287836993931074425</id><published>2011-04-25T12:35:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T12:35:30.079+10:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-25T12:35:30.079+10:00</app:edited><title>2 months</title><content type="html">It's Easter Monday and today marks the end of my 2nd month is Brisbane. =) Life has been good to me so far.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;.:Unbreakable:.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;-Chii- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5772661015007246021-3287836993931074425?l=cutiechii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://cutiechii.blogspot.com/feeds/3287836993931074425/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5772661015007246021&amp;postID=3287836993931074425&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5772661015007246021/posts/default/3287836993931074425?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5772661015007246021/posts/default/3287836993931074425?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://cutiechii.blogspot.com/2011/04/2-months.html" title="2 months" /><author><name>Chii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01644982161231479071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="31" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S3mpWz3eog4/TuG9k48xoUI/AAAAAAAAAr4/rgVne9A_UdQ/s220/Picture0493.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0MGQ3c6fip7ImA9WhZQFUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5772661015007246021.post-8951993041865972190</id><published>2011-04-23T22:23:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T22:23:42.916+10:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-23T22:23:42.916+10:00</app:edited><title>Get me the wii</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/217342_10150160668621448_617066447_6929926_4170438_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/217342_10150160668621448_617066447_6929926_4170438_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One word. FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The $100 slash can really make me go crazy. @@ If I didn't bought my plane ticket, I'd buy this. Seriously. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;.:A mountain of pride:.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;-Chii-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5772661015007246021-8951993041865972190?l=cutiechii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://cutiechii.blogspot.com/feeds/8951993041865972190/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5772661015007246021&amp;postID=8951993041865972190&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5772661015007246021/posts/default/8951993041865972190?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5772661015007246021/posts/default/8951993041865972190?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://cutiechii.blogspot.com/2011/04/get-me-wii.html" title="Get me the wii" /><author><name>Chii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01644982161231479071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="31" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S3mpWz3eog4/TuG9k48xoUI/AAAAAAAAAr4/rgVne9A_UdQ/s220/Picture0493.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUUGRHk9eip7ImA9WhZQFE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5772661015007246021.post-4314474495767659203</id><published>2011-04-22T08:00:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T08:00:25.762+10:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-22T08:00:25.762+10:00</app:edited><title>Swam across, jumped across</title><content type="html">Rise and shine. I don't see the sun now, actually because it's kinda all foggy out there. @@&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyhow, it's officially my mid term/Easter break now. But this one week break doesn't seem to be a break at all? I have lots of things to be finished up. Damn. Hopefully I'll find enough time to do everything. &lt;br /&gt;
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Not sure how long I keep up with this kind of act, but as long as no harms done, all it good, aye?&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;.:Whole with half part missing:.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;-Chii-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5772661015007246021-4314474495767659203?l=cutiechii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://cutiechii.blogspot.com/feeds/4314474495767659203/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5772661015007246021&amp;postID=4314474495767659203&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5772661015007246021/posts/default/4314474495767659203?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5772661015007246021/posts/default/4314474495767659203?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://cutiechii.blogspot.com/2011/04/swam-across-jumped-across.html" title="Swam across, jumped across" /><author><name>Chii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01644982161231479071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="31" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S3mpWz3eog4/TuG9k48xoUI/AAAAAAAAAr4/rgVne9A_UdQ/s220/Picture0493.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0AERHw8eyp7ImA9WhZQEU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5772661015007246021.post-3395671325704915341</id><published>2011-04-19T01:15:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T01:15:05.273+10:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-19T01:15:05.273+10:00</app:edited><title>Better left unsaid</title><content type="html">So many things to do, but there's just not enough time. It's hard. Double me up so I be at two places simultaneously.&lt;br /&gt;
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Yes. Yes. No? Maybe?&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;.:If it too burdensome, then let go:.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;-Chii-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5772661015007246021-3395671325704915341?l=cutiechii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://cutiechii.blogspot.com/feeds/3395671325704915341/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5772661015007246021&amp;postID=3395671325704915341&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5772661015007246021/posts/default/3395671325704915341?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5772661015007246021/posts/default/3395671325704915341?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://cutiechii.blogspot.com/2011/04/better-left-unsaid.html" title="Better left unsaid" /><author><name>Chii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01644982161231479071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="31" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S3mpWz3eog4/TuG9k48xoUI/AAAAAAAAAr4/rgVne9A_UdQ/s220/Picture0493.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEcER3w9fSp7ImA9WhZRFko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5772661015007246021.post-1747903929216850803</id><published>2011-04-13T16:26:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T16:26:46.265+10:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-13T16:26:46.265+10:00</app:edited><title>Take note. :P</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VhsnnXaBo/TaVBzAwbMBI/AAAAAAAAArs/uZ5zsMJCsZY/s1600/me.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VhsnnXaBo/TaVBzAwbMBI/AAAAAAAAArs/uZ5zsMJCsZY/s400/me.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Photo editing is awesome. I want my polaroid!! &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;.:Da da da.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;-Chii-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5772661015007246021-1747903929216850803?l=cutiechii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://cutiechii.blogspot.com/feeds/1747903929216850803/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5772661015007246021&amp;postID=1747903929216850803&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5772661015007246021/posts/default/1747903929216850803?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5772661015007246021/posts/default/1747903929216850803?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://cutiechii.blogspot.com/2011/04/take-note-p.html" title="Take note. :P" /><author><name>Chii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01644982161231479071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="31" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S3mpWz3eog4/TuG9k48xoUI/AAAAAAAAAr4/rgVne9A_UdQ/s220/Picture0493.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q_VhsnnXaBo/TaVBzAwbMBI/AAAAAAAAArs/uZ5zsMJCsZY/s72-c/me.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0cMQnszfip7ImA9WhZRFks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5772661015007246021.post-4789633507869351595</id><published>2011-04-13T14:31:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T14:31:23.586+10:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-13T14:31:23.586+10:00</app:edited><title>Dear you</title><content type="html">I've been getting weird traffics to my blog. -___- Don't just visit people! Click the ads and earn me some $$$! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;
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I can't wait for this to come out!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.snsd.cc/getfile/pid:public_761579/tp:image/snsd%20-%20mr.taxinight.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="449" src="http://www.snsd.cc/getfile/pid:public_761579/tp:image/snsd%20-%20mr.taxinight.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I don't really like taking a cab (since they're usually bloody expensive) but this is gotta be my most anticipated wait for Mr Taxi. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;.:Bulletproof::.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;-Chii-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5772661015007246021-4789633507869351595?l=cutiechii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://cutiechii.blogspot.com/feeds/4789633507869351595/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5772661015007246021&amp;postID=4789633507869351595&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5772661015007246021/posts/default/4789633507869351595?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5772661015007246021/posts/default/4789633507869351595?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://cutiechii.blogspot.com/2011/04/dear-you.html" title="Dear you" /><author><name>Chii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01644982161231479071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="31" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S3mpWz3eog4/TuG9k48xoUI/AAAAAAAAAr4/rgVne9A_UdQ/s220/Picture0493.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkIMQH0yfCp7ImA9WhZRFUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5772661015007246021.post-5060871297221273535</id><published>2011-04-12T10:36:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T10:36:21.394+10:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-12T10:36:21.394+10:00</app:edited><title>If the line is dead</title><content type="html">All the little things. All the big things. They're all fine with me but please, skip all the details that I don't wanna know.&lt;br /&gt;
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I wish I can stop with the 'but' but (LOL) there's just no escaping in saying that 3-lettered word, isn't it? What you want doesn't necessarily has to be what you need and vice versa.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I want you but I don't need you."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Kinda like when you're wishing for an Ipad 2 for your birthday *coughhintcough* or when you see something nice while you're walking around in the city.&amp;nbsp; Of course, you can argue that I can just get what I want without the need to have it. What happens when the price to pay is high? Am I supposed to sacrifice all the other things I can get with the same value? (That's why I didn't bought that Ipad for myself, you know)&lt;br /&gt;
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If.... I'm the only one I need to consider in this world, making decisions will be a whole lot easier. When more people are involved, the lower the level of compromise and the less satisfaction you get. Tough, but that's life. &lt;br /&gt;
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My world revolves around me. That's obvious, isn't it? Since it is, MY world after all. So I decide who gets to orbit around and who gets to be sucked into the black hole.&lt;br /&gt;
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Problem? &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;.:Not today:.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;-Chii-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5772661015007246021-5060871297221273535?l=cutiechii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://cutiechii.blogspot.com/feeds/5060871297221273535/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5772661015007246021&amp;postID=5060871297221273535&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5772661015007246021/posts/default/5060871297221273535?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5772661015007246021/posts/default/5060871297221273535?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://cutiechii.blogspot.com/2011/04/if-line-is-dead.html" title="If the line is dead" /><author><name>Chii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01644982161231479071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="31" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S3mpWz3eog4/TuG9k48xoUI/AAAAAAAAAr4/rgVne9A_UdQ/s220/Picture0493.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUUAQ3s6fCp7ImA9WhZRE00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5772661015007246021.post-4125065578783343953</id><published>2011-04-09T08:54:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T08:54:02.514+10:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-09T08:54:02.514+10:00</app:edited><title>Confused reality</title><content type="html">I can't tell what's real and what's not anymore. What's already been said and what's a fragment of my imagination (or my wishful thinking, I guess) @@ It's all jumbled up in my head. I'm afraid that I might slip out something that is not meant to be told to anybody else. Damn. This is hard. I really gotta keep track of my conversations.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyhow, watched another movie last night - Just Go With It, starring the lovely Jennifer Anniston and the fun Adam Sandler. &lt;br /&gt;
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I love both of them, so naturally, I'd come to love this movie. Hahaha. But biases aside, it is still a really good movie. Go watch it if you haven't, you won't regret it. =) The lesson learned from this movie is - Being hot and kind still won't be enough if you don't have that kind of connection. ;) &lt;br /&gt;
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Had a friend stayed over last night. Hahaha. It's all good fun.&amp;nbsp; Thank God nobody fell off the bed last night. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;
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It's Saturday! And I'm staying at home. Not sure which work I do first. @@&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;.:Replaced:.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;-Chii-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5772661015007246021-4125065578783343953?l=cutiechii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://cutiechii.blogspot.com/feeds/4125065578783343953/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5772661015007246021&amp;postID=4125065578783343953&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5772661015007246021/posts/default/4125065578783343953?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5772661015007246021/posts/default/4125065578783343953?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://cutiechii.blogspot.com/2011/04/confused-reality.html" title="Confused reality" /><author><name>Chii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01644982161231479071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="31" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S3mpWz3eog4/TuG9k48xoUI/AAAAAAAAAr4/rgVne9A_UdQ/s220/Picture0493.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUAMQ3g8eip7ImA9WhZREkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5772661015007246021.post-4017862743328935992</id><published>2011-04-08T09:09:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T09:09:42.672+10:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-08T09:09:42.672+10:00</app:edited><title>Hey, rain.</title><content type="html">Getting chilly here. Brrrrrrrr&lt;br /&gt;
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Something in the back on my mind keeps screaming that I know exactly what I want - yet, I'm too afraid to reach out for it. It's almost ridiculous. Almost, because at the same time it makes sense.&lt;br /&gt;
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And it scares me. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;.:Inside and out:.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;-Chii-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5772661015007246021-4017862743328935992?l=cutiechii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://cutiechii.blogspot.com/feeds/4017862743328935992/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5772661015007246021&amp;postID=4017862743328935992&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5772661015007246021/posts/default/4017862743328935992?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5772661015007246021/posts/default/4017862743328935992?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://cutiechii.blogspot.com/2011/04/hey-rain.html" title="Hey, rain." /><author><name>Chii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01644982161231479071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="31" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S3mpWz3eog4/TuG9k48xoUI/AAAAAAAAAr4/rgVne9A_UdQ/s220/Picture0493.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUABQnc7eip7ImA9WhZREEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5772661015007246021.post-4411549903129399389</id><published>2011-04-06T08:49:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T08:49:13.902+10:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-06T08:49:13.902+10:00</app:edited><title>Swimming in blue</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I feel kinda disappointed with my writings lately. Had I lost my muse? =( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;It's a clear sky today. So it's not gonna rain anytime soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;.:I can try try try:.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;-Chii- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5772661015007246021-4411549903129399389?l=cutiechii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://cutiechii.blogspot.com/feeds/4411549903129399389/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5772661015007246021&amp;postID=4411549903129399389&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5772661015007246021/posts/default/4411549903129399389?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5772661015007246021/posts/default/4411549903129399389?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://cutiechii.blogspot.com/2011/04/swimming-in-blue.html" title="Swimming in blue" /><author><name>Chii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01644982161231479071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="31" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S3mpWz3eog4/TuG9k48xoUI/AAAAAAAAAr4/rgVne9A_UdQ/s220/Picture0493.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUQCRX44eSp7ImA9WhZSGE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5772661015007246021.post-300383420669981353</id><published>2011-04-03T14:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T14:02:44.031+10:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-03T14:02:44.031+10:00</app:edited><title>Unsent</title><content type="html">Missing parcel. Gahhhhh. I hate you, whoever who took my parcel and didn't deliver it to its destination. -___- You shall not live peacefully. I repeat, you shall not live peacefully. Part of me still believe that it WILL arrive but I'm not hoping much. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;.:You oughta know:.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;-Chii-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5772661015007246021-300383420669981353?l=cutiechii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://cutiechii.blogspot.com/feeds/300383420669981353/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5772661015007246021&amp;postID=300383420669981353&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5772661015007246021/posts/default/300383420669981353?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5772661015007246021/posts/default/300383420669981353?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://cutiechii.blogspot.com/2011/04/unsent.html" title="Unsent" /><author><name>Chii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01644982161231479071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="31" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S3mpWz3eog4/TuG9k48xoUI/AAAAAAAAAr4/rgVne9A_UdQ/s220/Picture0493.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0QNRHw-eyp7ImA9WhZSF04.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5772661015007246021.post-3844210452003583779</id><published>2011-04-02T19:09:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T19:09:55.253+10:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-02T19:09:55.253+10:00</app:edited><title>Deceiving</title><content type="html">I should be studying. X.X I got two tests next week. And I REALLY need to start working on my projects. :|&lt;br /&gt;
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Let's busy ourselves to get our minds off things, ne? &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;.:Before it's too late:.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;-Chii-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5772661015007246021-3844210452003583779?l=cutiechii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://cutiechii.blogspot.com/feeds/3844210452003583779/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5772661015007246021&amp;postID=3844210452003583779&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5772661015007246021/posts/default/3844210452003583779?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5772661015007246021/posts/default/3844210452003583779?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://cutiechii.blogspot.com/2011/04/deceiving.html" title="Deceiving" /><author><name>Chii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01644982161231479071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="31" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S3mpWz3eog4/TuG9k48xoUI/AAAAAAAAAr4/rgVne9A_UdQ/s220/Picture0493.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUQMRX08fyp7ImA9WhZSEko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5772661015007246021.post-8665263272108303269</id><published>2011-03-28T10:49:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T10:49:44.377+10:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-03-28T10:49:44.377+10:00</app:edited><title>Real.</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Submitted my first assignment here a while ago. HAHAHA. Honestly I'm not all too happy with what I've done but there's no way I'm going to redo everything all over again. :| That's too much. TOO much.&lt;br /&gt;
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Test on Wednesday! Wish me luck, yeah?&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ioPadErYX7g/TY_XAj9EDvI/AAAAAAAAAro/XOSAF70h1rY/s1600/Picture0236.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ioPadErYX7g/TY_XAj9EDvI/AAAAAAAAAro/XOSAF70h1rY/s320/Picture0236.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strike&gt;Camwhoring &lt;/strike&gt;Studying at the library. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Slept early last night. It was only 9 something-ish and&amp;nbsp; I was out cold. HAHAHA. Kinda feels bad about it because a friend ended up calling me to wake me up. LOL.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I can't deal with people who are too selfish. I have my temper too and once I explode, I don't take back what I said, no matter how hurtful they may be. So don't test me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;.:Acceptance:.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;-Chii-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5772661015007246021-8665263272108303269?l=cutiechii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://cutiechii.blogspot.com/feeds/8665263272108303269/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5772661015007246021&amp;postID=8665263272108303269&amp;isPopup=true" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5772661015007246021/posts/default/8665263272108303269?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5772661015007246021/posts/default/8665263272108303269?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://cutiechii.blogspot.com/2011/03/real.html" title="Real." /><author><name>Chii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01644982161231479071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="31" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S3mpWz3eog4/TuG9k48xoUI/AAAAAAAAAr4/rgVne9A_UdQ/s220/Picture0493.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ioPadErYX7g/TY_XAj9EDvI/AAAAAAAAAro/XOSAF70h1rY/s72-c/Picture0236.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkYAQXc6fyp7ImA9WhZSEU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5772661015007246021.post-9130555823231975568</id><published>2011-03-26T18:29:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T18:29:00.917+10:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-03-26T18:29:00.917+10:00</app:edited><title>If you just knew what to say</title><content type="html">Conversations would be heaps easier, no?&lt;br /&gt;
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I suck at comforting others. I don't really know what to say because in my mind, I feel that it's better if I don't say anything. Words of comfort don't really make it all better, I guess. I've been there. =(&lt;br /&gt;
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I really hope that you're really okay like you said you are. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;.:I feel useless:.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;-Chii-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5772661015007246021-9130555823231975568?l=cutiechii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://cutiechii.blogspot.com/feeds/9130555823231975568/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5772661015007246021&amp;postID=9130555823231975568&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5772661015007246021/posts/default/9130555823231975568?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5772661015007246021/posts/default/9130555823231975568?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://cutiechii.blogspot.com/2011/03/if-you-just-knew-what-to-say.html" title="If you just knew what to say" /><author><name>Chii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01644982161231479071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="31" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S3mpWz3eog4/TuG9k48xoUI/AAAAAAAAAr4/rgVne9A_UdQ/s220/Picture0493.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>

