<?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-8534967</id><updated>2012-01-02T13:09:29.446+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mae, Sode No Shirayuki</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>307</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-9039594441250920513</id><published>2012-01-02T13:09:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T13:09:29.480+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Since Jaejoong da fil spent his new year's alone too. It doesn't seem so bad anymore. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-9039594441250920513?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/9039594441250920513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=9039594441250920513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/9039594441250920513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/9039594441250920513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2012/01/since-jaejoong-da-fil-spent-his-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-88818095535548511</id><published>2012-01-02T00:10:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T00:10:21.373+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nts</title><content type='html'>Never say what you don't mean.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-88818095535548511?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/88818095535548511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=88818095535548511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/88818095535548511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/88818095535548511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2012/01/nts.html' title='Nts'/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-7116340897123086632</id><published>2011-12-30T21:29:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T21:29:39.047+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eheh. To be honest. I was really happy last sem. Maybe because I was living with the mindset I had in Japan. That life is a balance of everything. But my results are like...idk. I feel like I studied really hard tho. :\ I have kinda lost all motivation to study. Life is just going through day by day. School's gonna start soon. I still refuse to take modules just for the sake of scoring As... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-7116340897123086632?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/7116340897123086632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=7116340897123086632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/7116340897123086632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/7116340897123086632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2011/12/eheh.html' title=''/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-2604690973555465474</id><published>2011-12-15T22:33:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T22:33:26.076+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been feeling like shit the entire holidays. It feels like I have no motivation to do anything at all. Idk if it's because I'm lazy or I just don't wan to. ._. dance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happened to wanting to go for horse riding and vocal lessons and stuff. Idk what I wanna do. I'm just feeling worried coz time is running out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a kid, I wanted very much to be a singer. I love singing so much. Being in choir was one of the best things ever. Tbh...I do know dreams take a lot of hard work and effort to come true. I wonder if I failed in this aspect. I think I did, terribly, in fact.  :\ then I wanted to be a radio DJ..then.a voice actress. I wanted to be a voice actress since secondary school. I was so sure of it. I looked up information and tried to ask my parents to allow me to go to Japan for studies after o levels. Well...It really isn't that easy.. Japan is expensive... I'm not saying I regret very much being in Singapore after secondary school for I have met a lot of good people here and also strengthened old friendships in this period of time. Taking a major Sociology has also helped me to grow a lot. But I just can't help but wonder if I had let all my chances slip away. That I will just live a life of regrets. I spend so much time thinking. And I really don't know what to do. I want to make the most out of my life. As mentioned, I really wanted to be a voice actress. Even knew what school I wanted to enter. Got brochures mailed over. E-mailed someone who had been there. Recently, a friend who has a friend who is currently a voice actress in Japan helped me by giving me some tips and advice that her friend told her. I'm really grateful coz it gave me a lot of new information and first hand experience which I could not have gotten elsewhere on my own. It also made me reconsider if this was what I wanted. Beyond the long route and stuff, I'm an only child. I would need to be away from home long term. Plus, another one of my goals is to get married before 30. Hehheh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is so boring recently. I have no goal, and even if I did, it seems almost impossible to accomplish. I'm already 21. An age not too old, not too young either. Will I throw my life away like this? But I don't know how to go from here. I don't know why I felt so alive in Japan. It wasn't like I had a clear goal then?? Maybe it's because I can feel myself learning something new everday?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-2604690973555465474?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/2604690973555465474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=2604690973555465474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/2604690973555465474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/2604690973555465474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2011/12/been-feeling-like-shit-entire-holidays.html' title=''/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-491017041222734372</id><published>2011-12-14T23:57:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T23:57:38.757+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Starry Starry Night</title><content type='html'>Watched this Taiwanese film 「星空」. I really liked it. Partly because it's based on Jimmy Liao's art book and it's theme song is by Mayday. I loved the way things were being portrayed, especially the part where she was having a fever. How people and relationships fell apart like puzzle pieces. How she tried to put back the pieces but to no avail. Only her grandfather was always there for her. Someone who gave her a sense of stability. I also noticed her change of hairstyle alongside her growth. From straight bangs to a side swept fringe, signifying a maturing of her mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like movies which are filled with details for you to discover and put together, movies that make you think. I love details so much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irrelevant, but damn, my seat was mouldy/dirty I couldn't tell which!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-491017041222734372?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/491017041222734372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=491017041222734372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/491017041222734372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/491017041222734372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2011/12/starry-starry-night.html' title='Starry Starry Night'/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-91373485950977575</id><published>2011-12-14T23:51:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T23:51:26.514+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Recently, I keep thinking about my actions. I wonder if I'm living my life right. I wonder about a lot of things. About whether I will regret things that I have or have not done. For example, I wonder if I will regret not being committed to Korean dance. If I should make new friends and hang out with new people. If I should stop wanting to stay at home and be lazy. I am afraid that I will be missing out on opportunities. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to A&amp;F with Pong and Fabu nii today. Took a photo with the male models. We didn't get to take with the cuter guy(totally aegyos to the camera and pretends to kiss people). :| And there were girls asking to be carried. So cute. The guys picked them up effortlessly. (: I don't see why there should be any unhappiness surrounding this. It is obvious that they have worked for this body. They are models. I don't see why guys should feel inferior or bitter. (rise in number of Facebook posts by guys about how girls expect their boyfriend to be like a&amp;f models when they themselves are not Victoria's Secret's angels). I don't think we expect our boyfriend to be model quality, it would be a bonus perhaps, but not an expectation. I think this is all a bit of fun and breaks the mononity our life. I would go take a look if there are female models instead too. As I said, they've put in effort into their bodies like it's a work of art, why should we not admire it? (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-91373485950977575?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/91373485950977575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=91373485950977575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/91373485950977575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/91373485950977575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2011/12/recently-i-keep-thinking-about-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-8480125438473776840</id><published>2011-11-26T23:37:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T23:37:16.814+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>好累好累好累。一千倍。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-8480125438473776840?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/8480125438473776840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=8480125438473776840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/8480125438473776840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/8480125438473776840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post_26.html' title=''/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-2245377658554853211</id><published>2011-11-21T23:44:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T23:44:03.769+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What the fuck? So instead of learning to live with them, we're killing them so to make matters simpler? &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-2245377658554853211?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/2245377658554853211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=2245377658554853211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/2245377658554853211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/2245377658554853211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2011/11/what-fuck-so-instead-of-learning-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-6368355373298110916</id><published>2011-11-19T09:11:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T09:11:46.355+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam period</title><content type='html'>For some reason, I feel really relaxed this exam season. Is it because of the exchange? That when I realised life is more than studying for me? That I want to enjoy existing more? I'm not complaining. I really hate the feeling of stress and nervousness (kanchiongness). Besides, I feel so much better than worrying. And worrying solves nothing. If it was exchange that made me this way, thank you so much INSTEP exchange. Thank you so much Soka Uni. Even though due to the unfortunate disaster it was only a short 3 months. Too short. So much more I want to do. So many more friends I had wanted to meet and know better. I believe I still am able to grow more if I had been able to stay there for longer, maybe the one year program? (: but I'm sure there's a reason why everything happened. And I'm just glad that I was able to go at all. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-6368355373298110916?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/6368355373298110916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=6368355373298110916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/6368355373298110916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/6368355373298110916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2011/11/for-some-reason-i-feel-really-relaxed.html' title='Exam period'/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-8849407823622012917</id><published>2011-11-18T22:50:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T22:50:33.764+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Angel</title><content type='html'>I wana wear wings. And take photos. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-8849407823622012917?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/8849407823622012917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=8849407823622012917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/8849407823622012917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/8849407823622012917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-wana-wear-wings.html' title='Angel'/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-8511984350317725612</id><published>2011-11-18T19:52:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T19:52:33.486+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Noisy world</title><content type='html'>Why is the world so damn noisy. Rather, why is Singapore so noisy? I want some peace and quiet. Leave me alone people. Leave me alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-8511984350317725612?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/8511984350317725612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=8511984350317725612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/8511984350317725612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/8511984350317725612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2011/11/why-is-world-so-damn-noisy.html' title='Noisy world'/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-928578459566366032</id><published>2011-11-17T10:41:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T10:42:49.111+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>我不知道为什么。但是我哭了。最近都很莫名其妙的。眼睛会觉得酸酸的，然后就哭。现在还觉得心痛。这是什么跟什么嘛。。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-928578459566366032?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/928578459566366032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=928578459566366032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/928578459566366032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/928578459566366032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-1863820676035010961</id><published>2011-11-16T22:43:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T22:43:57.051+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tsukiji Fish Market</title><content type='html'>I remember how I felt a wee bit grossed out at Tsukiji Fish Market. It was like a fish murder market. Blood everywhere. We went a bit late, so a lt of the fish were sold out, leaving behind the blood. I remember staring in awe at how fast the people worked and trying hard not to stand in their way or their cool transport vehicles. The ice shaver machine was funky too. Had an interesting time at the vegetable market too. Puchi puchi tomatoes! Haha. Maybe next time, I will try to go at dawn! (: oh the kaisendon... The melt in my mouth maguro. I really never understood how sashimi can melt in your mouth. That day, I was enlightened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna eat ootoro someday. And also, my dream is still to eat salmon sashimi off the fish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-1863820676035010961?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/1863820676035010961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=1863820676035010961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/1863820676035010961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/1863820676035010961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-remember-how-i-felt-wee-bit-grossed.html' title='Tsukiji Fish Market'/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-6316539640997781904</id><published>2011-11-16T21:32:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T21:32:21.016+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Private blog</title><content type='html'>I'm kinda glad nobody I know reads my blog. Nor do I give out my blog address. Allows me to write what I feel. (: &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-6316539640997781904?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/6316539640997781904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=6316539640997781904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/6316539640997781904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/6316539640997781904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-kinda-glad-nobody-i-know-reads-my.html' title='Private blog'/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-8818814207650400258</id><published>2011-11-16T20:58:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T20:58:54.175+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goals in life</title><content type='html'>I don't know what I want in life. I am not fighting to have the top grades. I am not fighting or striving for anything. I love singing, but am not doing anything about it. I love choir, but am not in any choir. I loved it so so mich. what happened? Why did I leave? Am I really okay with my life like this? Is it wrong to just be happy with what you have? Why do I feel so guilty. Am I living my life the wrong way? Is it wrong to not be striving for something? Was looking at the music college of Berklee. Will never get in. Never gonna pass the auditions oh please. Just loving to sing won't get me a place there, I think. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-8818814207650400258?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/8818814207650400258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=8818814207650400258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/8818814207650400258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/8818814207650400258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-dont-know-what-i-want-in-life.html' title='Goals in life'/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-5567603388335763669</id><published>2011-11-14T12:38:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T12:38:36.571+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm scarred. Everytime I look at Math I have an urge to cry. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-5567603388335763669?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/5567603388335763669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=5567603388335763669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/5567603388335763669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/5567603388335763669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-scarred.html' title=''/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-3201691233418122916</id><published>2011-11-06T14:58:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T14:58:08.829+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahh when I could leave the house. Do anything I wanted. A trip to the supermarket. 'Inageya ikimasu. Ahh do you wanna go ekimae today? Oh Daiei ikou? Kyou waribiki?!?' freedom. Freedom. Oh freedom. May sometimes have been lonely. But oh freedom. Shinjuku was far. But just 40 minutes away. I didn't like Shibuya much. But I would like to go there now. Eating the cheese gyoza Arashi ate, at Ikebukuro. There was just too little time. Too little. Three months, with school everyday. Plus we couldn't abandon schoolwork. &lt;br /&gt;Going home everyday, watching the rice in the paddy field grow. How the little vegetable patch on our way home would always been filled with strange things like tomatoes, brinjals etc in the soil. How the cabbages were grown and just left to rot. Haha. The biyouin at the zebra crossing. The little backlane that me and Taoye challenged one day. Kurazushi and the annoying song. Going to 7/11 for takeaway meals and Sunkus for fried chicken. Youna ya. Hahah. That naughty girl. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-3201691233418122916?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/3201691233418122916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=3201691233418122916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/3201691233418122916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/3201691233418122916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2011/11/ahh-when-i-could-leave-house.html' title=''/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-6210516979805955590</id><published>2011-11-04T12:01:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T12:01:12.284+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Feeling kinda sad. My dad turns 60 next year. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-6210516979805955590?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/6210516979805955590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=6210516979805955590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/6210516979805955590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/6210516979805955590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2011/11/feeling-kinda-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-4371478958138510570</id><published>2011-11-04T00:04:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T00:04:01.288+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why are my thighs so fat. Dammit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-4371478958138510570?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/4371478958138510570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=4371478958138510570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/4371478958138510570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/4371478958138510570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2011/11/why-are-my-thighs-so-fat.html' title=''/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-6225719896791016565</id><published>2011-11-03T21:41:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T21:42:31.054+07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favourite vocals.</title><content type='html'>Ohno Satoshi. Yang Yo Seob. Yesung. Masuda. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-6225719896791016565?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/6225719896791016565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=6225719896791016565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/6225719896791016565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/6225719896791016565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2011/11/ohno-satoshi.html' title='My Favourite vocals.'/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-5741630109105821763</id><published>2011-11-03T12:05:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T12:05:02.124+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess my not being able to meet people one on one has ruined many dates and possible relationships for me. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-5741630109105821763?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/5741630109105821763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=5741630109105821763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/5741630109105821763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/5741630109105821763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-guess-my-not-being-able-to-meet.html' title=''/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-8801278884242245906</id><published>2011-11-03T01:57:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T01:57:48.865+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh shit. So we indeed could have loved.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-8801278884242245906?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/8801278884242245906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=8801278884242245906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/8801278884242245906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/8801278884242245906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2011/11/oh-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-4120441002052654597</id><published>2011-11-01T17:58:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T17:58:30.923+07:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel like a contradiction.</title><content type='html'>I feel like a contradiction. I want to say that I'm really sociable and I truly enjoy being in the company of others. And also love to meet new people. Yes there are many times like this. Yet I have very few people that I am comfortable with, alone. So very few. I usually keep quiet and listen to conversations. Sometimes I wonder if that's okay. Am I being myself. No I am still very confused. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-4120441002052654597?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/4120441002052654597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=4120441002052654597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/4120441002052654597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/4120441002052654597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-feel-like-contradiction.html' title='I feel like a contradiction.'/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-857199592736241501</id><published>2011-11-01T17:52:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T17:52:45.486+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Psychiatrists.</title><content type='html'>Today a few of us talked about psychiatrists. Then Maki and I both felt that we should have seen a counsellor during JC. I remember telling my mom that I wanted to see a psychiatrist. She prolly thought I was being a stupid kid throwing a tantrum again. She just sai 'qu kan lo' with a pissed face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking thinking, it suddenly dawned upon me. Why do we speak of  consulting a psychiatrist like it can cure or settle our problems. Or was it that we felt so broken that it was our last resort? Or only way we knew to solve our problems. Our faith in science and medicine is amazing. Or was it that we were so lost that we just hoped to find an explanation or a light to show us the way. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-857199592736241501?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/857199592736241501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=857199592736241501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/857199592736241501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/857199592736241501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2011/11/psychiatrists.html' title='Psychiatrists.'/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-6814994662930166679</id><published>2011-10-30T21:07:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T21:07:01.414+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Somehow. A stubborn part of me still believes that we should be together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-6814994662930166679?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/6814994662930166679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=6814994662930166679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/6814994662930166679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/6814994662930166679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2011/10/somehow.html' title=''/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-3027204905587671872</id><published>2011-10-26T10:07:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T10:07:00.209+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess part of the reason why I was so happy living in Japan despite all the rubbish, was that I had people to talk to at home, at the dormitory. I don't feel so alone. I could talk to anyone anytime I wanted. Even in the middle of the night. We could sit around the table and talk. Always around. Always. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Im back in Singapore, somehow. I couldnt really find this sense of warmth. And Im back to being dumb at home. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-3027204905587671872?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/3027204905587671872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=3027204905587671872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/3027204905587671872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/3027204905587671872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-guess-part-of-reason-why-i-was-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-1553837245033421333</id><published>2011-10-22T21:02:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T21:10:41.919+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Every time I read Ouran I feel good. Nice to be able to imagine how it's like living in a super wealthy family. Spending money like it's not depletable. Plus the number of too purrrfect guys. Tamaki's really. Ah. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-1553837245033421333?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/1553837245033421333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=1553837245033421333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/1553837245033421333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/1553837245033421333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2011/10/every-time-i-read-ouran-i-feel-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-1915864258067145152</id><published>2011-10-17T18:08:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T18:08:22.229+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You may not have noticed. You may not believe. But I know we're fucked. All fucked.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-1915864258067145152?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/1915864258067145152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=1915864258067145152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/1915864258067145152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/1915864258067145152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2011/10/you-may-not-have-noticed.html' title=''/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-7144637949428624207</id><published>2011-10-14T15:35:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T15:35:12.753+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All these shit happening to animals. Makes me upset time after time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-7144637949428624207?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/7144637949428624207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=7144637949428624207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/7144637949428624207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/7144637949428624207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2011/10/all-these-shit-happening-to-animals.html' title=''/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-4990659265328126103</id><published>2011-10-14T10:56:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T10:56:00.871+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All my life. Even now. You make it feel as if you sacrificed everything for me. I hate it. Why don't you get a life? Instead of not getting one, and telling me it's all for me. How about stop making me feel as if my every purchase is a bad thing? I try to hide all my money spending now. I don't even have to talk about what I want to buy. I just have to say I like something and I get this awkward silence. I don't even dare to ask if we can order pizza coz I know you will raise issues of price. Or look it. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-4990659265328126103?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/4990659265328126103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=4990659265328126103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/4990659265328126103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/4990659265328126103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2011/10/all-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-6459191891063838034</id><published>2011-10-14T00:41:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T00:41:57.982+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Guess I gave up my life a long time ago. Dammit. How could I not have noticed that school 'killed' me. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-6459191891063838034?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/6459191891063838034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=6459191891063838034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/6459191891063838034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/6459191891063838034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2011/10/guess-i-gave-up-my-life-long-time-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-4088806380685267486</id><published>2011-10-13T20:14:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T20:14:53.554+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I been bound up with schoolwork so much. Im a really slow worker. That when I get free time, I dont know what to do with it. I end up wasting it away. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-4088806380685267486?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/4088806380685267486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=4088806380685267486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/4088806380685267486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/4088806380685267486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-been-bound-up-with-schoolwork-so-much.html' title=''/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-1121356361472475270</id><published>2011-10-13T20:13:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T20:13:32.040+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHY AM I SPENDING DAYS AND NIGHTS TRYING TO READ READINGS? i can't concentrate. I cant read fast enough. And I dont want to read. I need to read faster...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-1121356361472475270?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/1121356361472475270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=1121356361472475270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/1121356361472475270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/1121356361472475270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2011/10/why-am-i-spending-days-and-nights.html' title=''/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-4948645521892355808</id><published>2011-10-13T13:40:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T13:40:47.594+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where did it go?</title><content type='html'>I love singing so much. I loved the choir days. I still love the harmony of voices. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was fairly good in Art and Craft. I hardly even draw anymore. Where did it go? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I, really. Now that I've lost so many parts of me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-4948645521892355808?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/4948645521892355808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=4948645521892355808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/4948645521892355808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/4948645521892355808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2011/10/where-did-it-go.html' title='Where did it go?'/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-4036329404593402214</id><published>2011-10-13T13:13:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T13:13:58.863+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess I do enjoy playing the damsel in distress sometimes or stuff like that to stroke the guys' ego. But I also like to crush it when they are being stupid. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-4036329404593402214?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/4036329404593402214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=4036329404593402214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/4036329404593402214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/4036329404593402214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-guess-i-do-enjoy-playing-damsel-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-775696435782344225</id><published>2011-10-11T22:21:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T22:21:07.656+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What good is a heart if it does not love?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-775696435782344225?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/775696435782344225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=775696435782344225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/775696435782344225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/775696435782344225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-good-is-heart-if-it-does-not-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-8703955957835406912</id><published>2011-10-10T17:11:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T17:11:23.639+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tumblr</title><content type='html'>Created a Tumblr account recently. Been fun so far. (;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-8703955957835406912?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/8703955957835406912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=8703955957835406912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/8703955957835406912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/8703955957835406912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2011/10/tumblr.html' title='Tumblr'/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-4457621938464889922</id><published>2011-10-09T20:35:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T20:35:24.613+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Angst</title><content type='html'>So angsty me. Lol. You don't know how much emotions and stories. How much pain and happiness I keep inside me. How much I keep inside myself. Recently I can't cry, and so I've lost one of the ways of emotional release. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-4457621938464889922?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/4457621938464889922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=4457621938464889922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/4457621938464889922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/4457621938464889922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2011/10/angst.html' title='Angst'/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-3671552347569674307</id><published>2011-10-09T19:51:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T20:06:40.692+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Don't blame me if I make decisions on my own. I tried to talk but you never listened. I've always grown up on my own. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a bit sad. How many of us grow up wanting to run away. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Will not brush people off. Their problems are very real to them. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-3671552347569674307?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/3671552347569674307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=3671552347569674307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/3671552347569674307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/3671552347569674307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2011/10/dont-blame-me-if-i-make-decisions-on-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-938637380092165601</id><published>2011-10-09T15:40:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T15:40:34.838+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I like to be reassured from time to time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's very nice to be thought of.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-938637380092165601?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/938637380092165601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=938637380092165601' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/938637380092165601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/938637380092165601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-like-to-be-reassured-from-time-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-639898425319640444</id><published>2011-10-09T12:54:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T12:54:15.201+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And the most relevant guys are the ones who are not in our lives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-639898425319640444?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/639898425319640444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=639898425319640444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/639898425319640444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/639898425319640444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2011/10/and-most-relevant-guys-are-ones-who-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-3949466748334665547</id><published>2011-10-09T12:49:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T12:49:42.184+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Passion</title><content type='html'>I have no idea what I'm passionate about. I have friends who love photography, or dancing or maybe watching dramas. I'm okay or like most things. But I have nothing that makes me want to pursue it fully. My one passion was singing. But I think I buried it. I don't know if or how to dig it up again. This is very upsetting. I remember wanting to go for vocal lessons...but I'm feeling embarrassed. I really like performing I guess. I really do. Maybe I should force myself to somehow get back to it before it's too late... I don't know.. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-3949466748334665547?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/3949466748334665547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=3949466748334665547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/3949466748334665547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/3949466748334665547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2011/10/passion.html' title='Passion'/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-4189095644036915958</id><published>2011-09-20T01:40:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T01:41:13.547+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Without Arashi</title><content type='html'>Without Arashi, I can't even imagine where I would be now. They helped me through some of the most difficult days of my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-4189095644036915958?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/4189095644036915958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=4189095644036915958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/4189095644036915958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/4189095644036915958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2011/09/without-arashi.html' title='Without Arashi'/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-4597099888690032162</id><published>2011-09-19T23:20:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T23:22:10.748+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams</title><content type='html'>Recently I received information about realising my dream. Like concrete information, information that is going to help me a lot. It's gonna be a really tough climb up ahead. And I need time to think about if I want to take a shot at this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-4597099888690032162?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/4597099888690032162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=4597099888690032162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/4597099888690032162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/4597099888690032162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2011/09/dreams.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-4454927338946350073</id><published>2011-09-19T23:07:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T23:19:31.224+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last night</title><content type='html'>I had some pretty strong thoughts that I really wanted to blog about. But I was already on the bed, ready for some much needed sleep, so yea, it kinda disappeared. What a pity. Today I wondered about the reason for our existence. I mean. I'm not being emo but I don't exactly see why we exist. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other day I was labelled the 'running woman' by friends. I thought about it and it's probably true. I do tend to run away from guys. I don't know what am I afraid of. Should it not turn out right or if I decide that it's not gonna work and the other party gets hurt, I'll start blaming myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have two twitter accounts. I don't want to the world to see my private account. I mean that 's why it's private right. I think twice, I think thrice about things I post on my FB account and my Twitter public accounts. I always speak about not wanting to be judged. I don't know since when, but I'm really afraid of being judged.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The past two weeks have been nothing short of stressful. I'm not sure if we made it good, but we made it through. I don't know if it's a good idea I'm President. But I have no choice but to go on. During the Waseda visit I felt like there was a barrier within me, a barrier which prevented me from mixing and talking too much with the Japanese students. I don't know why. Maybe it's the fear of putting in so much effort and sincerity and losing the friendship in the end, like in the past. But I kinda regret.. I need to be stronger to withstand criticisms and stress.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-4454927338946350073?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/4454927338946350073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=4454927338946350073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/4454927338946350073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/4454927338946350073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2011/09/last-night.html' title='Last night'/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-523948940222300116</id><published>2011-04-24T00:01:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T00:06:23.814+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rewind? 2</title><content type='html'>Feeling really miserable recently. Boredom really does funny things to your head. I even imagined pain, how it felt like to be stabbed, or hit by a car etc. As I said on Facebook, the unoccupied mind harbours strange thoughts. I'm now even more sure that I'm one who cannot survive without friends, or communicating with friends every single day. I'm really quiet and I keep to myself at home. I keep to myself and I feel like I will suffocate sometimes. Sometimes loneliness isn't something you can get used to. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know what to do. I wish and wish I have had siblings. Life at home would be much more different. I probably wouldn't be so scared about the future either. I always believe that I will ultimately have to stand on my own. Alone. And that probably no one else will give me the kind of family love like my parents do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-523948940222300116?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/523948940222300116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=523948940222300116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/523948940222300116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/523948940222300116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2011/04/rewind-2.html' title='Rewind? 2'/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-5949789733030935673</id><published>2011-04-23T23:37:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T00:00:48.401+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rewind?</title><content type='html'>Unfortunately there's no rewind button in life. &lt;div&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tend to be very passive about life. I don't know why. But this state is giving me uneasiness and I want to change. But it's hard. Of course change is. I realise I'm failing. I haven't been taking actions, I feel. I'm feeling pretty lousy about myself here. Aimless. And realising my own failure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then again, there's no use being troubled over things I can't change. Though it still feels painful. As a Soci student. I should really start to read up about the world around me. I can't afford to stay apathetic anymore. Especially with the GE and 100000000 issues happening. I need to better myself. Take steps to. Stop wasting time. I need to become stronger. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of becoming stronger.  I do feel that I have become emotionally stronger throughout the years. Even with the immense load of trouble from the exchange, tough times, some in the love department. I haven't cried. Well, at least not a full TT^TT . Unlike in the past, where I often cried to release emotions. This time, it's more of a on-the-verge but the tears won't come kind of situation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have so many kind souls around me. Yet I don't know if I can reciprocate the same way..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-5949789733030935673?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/5949789733030935673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=5949789733030935673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/5949789733030935673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/5949789733030935673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2011/04/rewind.html' title='Rewind?'/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-8329946241980077786</id><published>2011-04-12T21:48:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T21:49:40.767+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sandcastle</title><content type='html'>Oh we could have been. Really. You built your own sandcastle and kicked it. Now pink fish Doraemon won't get a chance to be on my bag.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-8329946241980077786?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/8329946241980077786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=8329946241980077786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/8329946241980077786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/8329946241980077786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2011/04/sandcastle.html' title='Sandcastle'/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-1327743652467051593</id><published>2011-04-11T13:29:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T13:54:04.281+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Observation</title><content type='html'>Been thinking about it more and more. I tried and tried. 但我没有你想像的坚强独立。什么嘛。意见有纷争后有我来收摊子。过后自己忙时就完全把我放一旁。你在想什么还是我从部落阁看到的。我算什么啊？？！？！拜托！！！我之前干吗那么在乎你的感受啊？我太天真了啦！！！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-1327743652467051593?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/1327743652467051593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=1327743652467051593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/1327743652467051593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/1327743652467051593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2011/04/observation.html' title='Observation'/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-7088520373552759661</id><published>2011-04-05T23:12:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T23:23:33.025+07:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>I will be strong and smile for everyone else!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-7088520373552759661?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/7088520373552759661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=7088520373552759661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/7088520373552759661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/7088520373552759661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post_05.html' title='(:'/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-1537158409040858161</id><published>2011-04-05T22:31:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T22:31:32.303+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exchange.</title><content type='html'>Tired. Tired. Tired. Feeling so lonely. And my best friends all leave for Australia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-1537158409040858161?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/1537158409040858161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=1537158409040858161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/1537158409040858161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/1537158409040858161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2011/04/exchange.html' title='Exchange.'/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-9095597623707334598</id><published>2011-04-05T21:08:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T22:30:12.702+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks for the cliffhanger.</title><content type='html'>I don't know what you want. I had to take the first step to ask. And now I'm left hanging again. What is this?!?!?I admit I've gotten a soft spot for you. You've been everything awesome and you don't want me to say that. But it's ok. I've tried my best. You can complain and keep your thoughts to yourself. Since I seem to be irrelevant in this issue even though it's between us. I treasure this friendship. I don't know what it means to you. It felt like a dream. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-9095597623707334598?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/9095597623707334598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=9095597623707334598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/9095597623707334598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/9095597623707334598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2011/04/thanks-for-cliffhanger.html' title='Thanks for the cliffhanger.'/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-2212756631941727539</id><published>2011-04-03T21:58:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T22:01:28.788+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking back</title><content type='html'>Reading my blog. Gosh I was such an emo kid. I grew up so lonely?!?!?! But I have friends, that's for sure. And I think they saved me. Thanks buddies. (:  So much insider joke and nicknames that I can no longer decipher. So many wonderful memories. (: Painful ones sure. But I musn't let the painful ones cover the happy memories. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good job Mich, you survived. *pat*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-2212756631941727539?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/2212756631941727539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=2212756631941727539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/2212756631941727539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/2212756631941727539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2011/04/looking-back.html' title='Looking back'/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-2858783235708641676</id><published>2011-04-03T18:15:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T18:20:34.885+07:00</updated><title type='text'>HTHT</title><content type='html'>很开心昨天与朋友一起聊天。聊了很多关于男女之间的事。不容易呀～&lt;div&gt;TKS is the prof! And I'm the TA. hahaha. 不能做笨猫呀。TKS's Sneaky Eyes and Smoudler. Hilarious! Saw Ryan on the way home too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love's a game. How well can you play it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;说些别的，猫山王榴莲好好吃噢！！！在Bedok 85吃的。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-2858783235708641676?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/2858783235708641676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=2858783235708641676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/2858783235708641676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/2858783235708641676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2011/04/htht.html' title='HTHT'/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-3239383950442010409</id><published>2011-04-03T18:05:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T18:11:56.523+07:00</updated><title type='text'>依靠</title><content type='html'>决定依靠你是对的吗？我不喜欢你没自信时。我喜欢你的温柔。我好希望你是对的选择。可是这只有用时间才能看的出来吧。但我先声明，自己会奉献，但不会牺牲自己的生活。你要坚强噢～我也会～&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-3239383950442010409?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/3239383950442010409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=3239383950442010409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/3239383950442010409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/3239383950442010409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post.html' title='依靠'/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-3308167928544926257</id><published>2011-04-01T14:35:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T14:36:19.208+07:00</updated><title type='text'>so bored</title><content type='html'>Because I'm so bored. and i don't know where are you and you aren't replying. I started drawing. My childhood hobby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-3308167928544926257?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/3308167928544926257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=3308167928544926257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/3308167928544926257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/3308167928544926257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2011/04/so-bored.html' title='so bored'/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-233704787071399674</id><published>2011-04-01T11:55:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T11:59:27.321+07:00</updated><title type='text'>The present.</title><content type='html'>I'm now a 2nd year university student in Sociology. Waiting for exchange to be approved. I don't know if I should post the little details of my life out. I want to keep the memories, yet I don't want to expose them. Stupid dilemma really, just lock it or something! *smacks self*&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forgotten how nice it is to blog and sort out your own thoughts through words. Speaking of words, I haven't read in ages. I miss Soci. My attention span is a problem though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-233704787071399674?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/233704787071399674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=233704787071399674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/233704787071399674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/233704787071399674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2011/04/present.html' title='The present.'/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-2490985839941137398</id><published>2011-04-01T11:40:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T11:47:30.504+07:00</updated><title type='text'>back for awhile?</title><content type='html'>I wonder if anyone still looks at this blog. So nice and surprising to see some posts on the tagbox. I haven't been here since forever. My life has been nothing short of dramatic. My love life especially. It's no fun. When it's all wrong and friendships are being affected. I don't know what's right what's wrong and what to do. Feeling so alone and lost in this mess. I can't even explain why, how, what. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life isn't much fun either. Everything's on hold. In limbo. Feeling rotten inside. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope nobody sees this. I doubt anyone will anyway. That's why I'm posting. Coz I don't know how to explain things to anyone should they ask. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-2490985839941137398?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/2490985839941137398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=2490985839941137398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/2490985839941137398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/2490985839941137398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2011/04/back-for-awhile.html' title='back for awhile?'/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-2965881352324745568</id><published>2008-12-21T11:24:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T11:24:00.493+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>「今経験してることは絶対なにかしらの意味があるんだろうなと思う」 - 大野智&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Found these words of wisdom from Oh chan in &lt;a href="http://dvampyrlestat.livejournal.com/"&gt;http://dvampyrlestat.livejournal.com/&lt;/a&gt; . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-2965881352324745568?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/2965881352324745568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=2965881352324745568' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/2965881352324745568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/2965881352324745568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2008/12/found-these-words-of-wisdom-from-oh.html' title=''/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-1063172996806796674</id><published>2008-10-07T22:09:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T22:09:00.486+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aozora Pedal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(84, 84, 84);   -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;アオゾラペダル&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;作詞作曲:Suga Shikao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;思い切りふんづけた&lt;br /&gt;ペダルはまるで&lt;br /&gt;空を飛べそうなくらい&lt;br /&gt;勢いをつけてまわった&lt;br /&gt;うしろに乗せた君の&lt;br /&gt;まわした腕が&lt;br /&gt;ぼくのこといつもより&lt;br /&gt;強く抱きしめた気がした&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;あの日の風の色は&lt;br /&gt;思い出せるけれど&lt;br /&gt;あの時のユメと日々は&lt;br /&gt;ずっとくすんだまま&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;明日を眩しいくらいに&lt;br /&gt;うまく描こうとして&lt;br /&gt;ぼくらはキレイな&lt;br /&gt;色をぬりすぎたみたい…&lt;br /&gt;ちょっとカッコ悪いことも&lt;br /&gt;こわれたユメの色も&lt;br /&gt;パレットに広げ&lt;br /&gt;もう一度明日を描こう&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;川沿いずっと下って&lt;br /&gt;立ち入り禁止の&lt;br /&gt;柵を越え河川敷の&lt;br /&gt;先までペダルをこいだ&lt;br /&gt;自転車を投げ捨てて&lt;br /&gt;見上げた空&lt;br /&gt;鮮やかなその色は&lt;br /&gt;心から消えないのに&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;あの時の君の笑顔&lt;br /&gt;思い出そうとしても&lt;br /&gt;なんかうまくいかなくて&lt;br /&gt;いつも途切れてしまう&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;悲しいページなんて&lt;br /&gt;なかったことにしようとして&lt;br /&gt;ぼくらはいくつも&lt;br /&gt;色をかさねてしまった…&lt;br /&gt;きっとぬりすぎた色って&lt;br /&gt;白に戻れないけど&lt;br /&gt;それでいい&lt;br /&gt;新しい色で明日を描こう&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;明日を眩しいくらいに&lt;br /&gt;うまく描こうとして&lt;br /&gt;ぼくらはキレイな&lt;br /&gt;色をぬりすぎたみたい…&lt;br /&gt;ちょっとカッコ悪いことも&lt;br /&gt;こわれたユメの色も&lt;br /&gt;パレットに広げ&lt;br /&gt;もう一度明日を描こう&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;きっとぬりすぎた色って&lt;br /&gt;白に戻れないけど&lt;br /&gt;それでいい&lt;br /&gt;新しい色で明日を描こう&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(84, 84, 84);   -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(84, 84, 84);   -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sung by Arashi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(84, 84, 84); font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(84, 84, 84); font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(84, 84, 84); font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(84, 84, 84); font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(84, 84, 84); font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;I love the lyrics. :3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(84, 84, 84); font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(84, 84, 84); font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(84, 84, 84); font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(84, 84, 84); font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;Translations:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(84, 84, 84); font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;The pedal I stepped on spun forcefully&lt;br /&gt;as though it could take flight to the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The arms that you wrapped around me from behind&lt;br /&gt;seemed to tighten a little more than usual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can remember the color of the wind from that day&lt;br /&gt;but the times, dreams and days I had bad then remain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wanted to paint a tomorrow so bright and perfect&lt;br /&gt;that we seemed to have used too many pretty colors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's paint tomorrow again,&lt;br /&gt;using the colors of lameness and broken dreams on our palette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following the riverbend to its tip&lt;br /&gt;I pedaled through the fence with the "no entrance" sign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throwing down the bicycle I looked up at the sky&lt;br /&gt;the vivid color will never leave my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(84, 84, 84); font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(84, 84, 84); font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;I try to remember how you smiled back then&lt;br /&gt;but without any luck, it's always breaks off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if the sad pages never existed&lt;br /&gt;we painted many colors over them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A page with so many colors will probably never be white again&lt;br /&gt;but that's okay, let's paint tomorrow with a brand-new color&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(84, 84, 84); font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;We wanted to paint a tomorrow so bright and perfect&lt;br /&gt;that we seemed to have used too many pretty colors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(84, 84, 84); font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;We wanted to paint a tomorrow so bright and perfect&lt;br /&gt;that we seemed to have used too many pretty colors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(84, 84, 84); font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(84, 84, 84); font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;A page with so many colors will probably never be white again&lt;br /&gt;but that's okay, let's paint tomorrow with a brand-new color&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(84, 84, 84); font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(84, 84, 84); font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(84, 84, 84); font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(84, 84, 84); font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(84, 84, 84); font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(84, 84, 84); font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(84, 84, 84); font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(84, 84, 84); font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(84, 84, 84); font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(84, 84, 84); font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(84, 84, 84); font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(84, 84, 84); font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(84, 84, 84); font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Credits for the lyrics posted online:http://www.jpopasia.com/lyrics/5837/arashi/aozora-pedal.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-1063172996806796674?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/1063172996806796674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=1063172996806796674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/1063172996806796674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/1063172996806796674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2008/10/aozora-pedal.html' title='Aozora Pedal'/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-3376128098806084884</id><published>2008-09-06T18:30:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T18:32:31.959+07:00</updated><title type='text'>39 KinKi Kids!</title><content type='html'>And because I have no idea if I had posted on the message board as part of the 39 KinKi Kids project, I want to say it out loud here, to them, 39 KinKi Kids! You'll always have my support! :3 Ahhh I hope I did post in the correct board the last time!!! I really want you to know, that I thank you for everything!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-3376128098806084884?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/3376128098806084884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=3376128098806084884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/3376128098806084884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/3376128098806084884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2008/09/39-kinki-kids.html' title='39 KinKi Kids!'/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-498826760910230005</id><published>2008-05-24T20:40:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T22:02:38.140+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged thingy.</title><content type='html'>A) people who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs &amp;amp; replace any question that they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B) tag 8 people to do this quiz &amp;amp; those who are tagged cannot refuse. these people must state who they were tagged by &amp;amp; cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by.continue this game by sending it to other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 if your lover betrayed you, what will your reaction be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 'That was the biggest mistake of your 20 lives.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 if you can have a dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- That dream about Ohno and the rest of Arashi. Was it? Or was it Ikuta. Hmm~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 what will your dream wedding be like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Somewhere in a nice cool garden on a not too sunny day beside a lake.  And the groom's the ideal lover. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4 are you confused as to what lies ahead of you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Nah. I know where I'll be heading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5 what's your ideal lover like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- You don't need to know. ;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#6 which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-being loved by someone you love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#7 How long do you intend to wait for someone you really love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- why must I wait?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#8 if the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I won't like someone who's attached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#9 is there anything that has made you unhappy these days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Becoming old. And distracted. Really, distracted. And being stuck here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently it's missing a #10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#11 is being tagged fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Alright~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#12 how do you see yourself in ten years time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Really successful in my goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#13 who are currently the most important people to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-There's so many. Family, my bang bang gang, LAMERSSHIT, Sa chan, QQ, Rong, Linda, Eunice, OG 27, Tennouji sama, BFF, Kakak &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;#14 what kind of person do you think the person who tagged you is?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Reliable&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;#15 would you rather be single &amp;amp; rich or married but poor?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Rich and married&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;#16 what's the first thing you do every morning?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Move&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;#17 would you give all in a relationship?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- If the other gives it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;#18 if you fall in love with two people simultaneously, who would you pick?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-I ain't gonna do that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;#19 what type of friends do you like?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Friends who are always there, and not too uptight. Friends who are open and crap alot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;#20 what type of friends do you dislike?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Friends who brush you off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tagged by : Sebaaas (BFF)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are the 8 lucky people:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Maddy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Hanlim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Willy Wong WenXuan ( coz WenXuans do what WenXuans do! :3)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-小花花&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Trishie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Dreydrey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Kon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Brud&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Took me awhile to recall who has a blog man!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-498826760910230005?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/498826760910230005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=498826760910230005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/498826760910230005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/498826760910230005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2008/05/tagged-thingy.html' title='Tagged thingy.'/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-2789438491738188265</id><published>2008-05-19T23:05:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T23:05:54.982+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Arashi</title><content type='html'>Arashi! &lt;3 :3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-2789438491738188265?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/2789438491738188265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=2789438491738188265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/2789438491738188265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/2789438491738188265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2008/05/arashi.html' title='Arashi'/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-7343332747106687804</id><published>2008-05-13T21:28:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T21:32:40.454+07:00</updated><title type='text'>:3</title><content type='html'>最近感到茫然。没动力。也常觉得疲惫，心情非常低落。但幸好我有很多好朋友围绕着我。:3 而且最近有种被人玩弄的感觉。唉~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-7343332747106687804?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/7343332747106687804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=7343332747106687804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/7343332747106687804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/7343332747106687804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2008/05/3.html' title=':3'/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-6665854580054816611</id><published>2008-01-17T21:57:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T21:58:56.658+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gackt's Another World</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BtFOKuYQy2M&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BtFOKuYQy2M&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love this song and performance!! Especially how he sings it with a strong vibrato!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-6665854580054816611?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/6665854580054816611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=6665854580054816611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/6665854580054816611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/6665854580054816611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2008/01/gackts-another-world.html' title='Gackt&apos;s Another World'/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-3866953070930115561</id><published>2008-01-12T23:54:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T00:06:23.374+07:00</updated><title type='text'>First post in the new year</title><content type='html'>Wah. Finally I got myself to post. Hmm... So what is the most significant event this school year. Of course it's.........ORIENTATION ONE 2008! OG 30 is the best coz they are the OG I will ever be able to call mine, as orientation leader. :3  They weren't that high at first, and we OGLs were intially like OMG. HOW? Haha... They picked up lah. :D Didn't know that Alvin was that Alvin lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went for OGL workshop, 2 days and learnt the 30th mass dance by the 30th Student Council. To the song 'Headstrong'  by Ashley Tisdale. I made some great friends! Esp OGLS from OG 30 and OG 29! Weiling designed our flag! Nice! Eugene and Javier taught us some nice cheers too. And we did our Hermes grand entrance!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day of Orientation. We pulled our weary selves (ok, maybe my weary self coz I couldn't sleep the night before) to NYJC hall at 0630 for  briefing.  Then we proceeded to stand in position and wait for the arrival of the kids. Yes. I called them kids. Wah. Later they smack me after they read this. :D And so Xin ying was the first to come. So lucky ah, first one come is a pretty lady aldy. XD Before she came, I was so worried coz other OGs were like lining up aldy. XD Thought nobody come! Then Yuda was like mocking me coz our line only one person. And then they slowly came. But the line was still short! In the end, it was because they sat in two rows. I have no idea why. :D  And hence, this marks the pause in this post coz I want to sleep. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-3866953070930115561?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/3866953070930115561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=3866953070930115561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/3866953070930115561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/3866953070930115561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2008/01/first-post-in-new-year.html' title='First post in the new year'/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-3415898281195029455</id><published>2007-11-14T22:02:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T21:04:40.831+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Someone decided to be a sore stain on my tagboard again, by using 'Rukia' as the nick. Well. It didn't make sense and I guess, expected from someone who does such things. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Punggol Beach for photog outing today! :3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-3415898281195029455?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/3415898281195029455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=3415898281195029455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/3415898281195029455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/3415898281195029455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2007/11/someone-decided-to-be-sore-stain-on-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-116687773843208277</id><published>2007-11-06T21:56:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T21:06:53.800+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ikuta Toma</title><content type='html'>I knew him! I knew him! Kyaaa~~~went to Sa chan's house and we watched Hanazakari No Kimitachi E, the Japanese version of course. X3 And the guy who acted as Nakatsu looked so familiar! Aha! He's Ikuta Toma, an artise from Johnny's Entertainment! Just like Kinki Kids! :3 Kya~~~~~~~Maybe I've seen him in NEWS before. Why does he look so familiar??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-116687773843208277?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/116687773843208277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=116687773843208277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/116687773843208277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/116687773843208277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2007/11/ikuta-toma.html' title='Ikuta Toma'/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-5636803177125381470</id><published>2007-10-29T21:36:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T21:10:31.644+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UCjcfWYDLCQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UCjcfWYDLCQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't paying much attention, until I saw, in the beginning, Kinki Kids! :D i wan 39!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xhntZTZlU1w"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xhntZTZlU1w&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just found this song very enjoyable. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wTgkTPtufkA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wTgkTPtufkA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The W-inds only version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FwhEwlVcvgU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FwhEwlVcvgU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want Koichi's hairstyle. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wSQifDXa0_0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wSQifDXa0_0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've said it many times, I love this song! :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 singing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-5636803177125381470?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/5636803177125381470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=5636803177125381470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/5636803177125381470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/5636803177125381470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-wasnt-paying-much-attention-until-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-1808378055954642102</id><published>2007-10-24T22:27:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T21:32:27.766+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Restless</title><content type='html'>I don't know what's wrong with me. I'm kinda 3/4 recovered from a terrible sickness which I have no idea what. I don't know. But I still feel kinda depressed and restless. Like I needa streeetch...I hate times like this. Coz I hate it if people around me get affected. I want to ... I want to go to Palau Ubin and ride a bike. Eat seafood. Have fun. I want to play. I want to dress up. Do something different.&lt;strong&gt; I want to know who I am.  &lt;/strong&gt;I want to know my strengths. I want to &lt;strong&gt;be myself&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;without being afraid&lt;/strong&gt; to be myself. I want...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-1808378055954642102?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/1808378055954642102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=1808378055954642102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/1808378055954642102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/1808378055954642102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2007/10/restless.html' title='Restless'/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-6144638140489544100</id><published>2007-10-21T22:00:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T21:14:07.374+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Parents don't own kids</title><content type='html'>Random post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm.What I really wanna say is parents do NOT own their children.True,perhaps you're the reason why they are here and are growing up perfectly and living the 'right' life.However, they are INDIVIDUALS. They THINK, they have their own minds just as you do.I really hate it when parents go into the I'm your Mom/Dad so u do as I say. (Not that my Mom/Dad does that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when parents are able to do what they like, and the children are probably not able to retaliate. Coz that would be being RUDE. Heh. RUDE indeed. Some parents I know of are REALLY rude and hurting. Of course most parents aren't like that. And of course they do make mistakes. Parents and family are the best support one can get sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I really can't stand it when I see mothers clinging on to their teenage sons. Or Dads holding the hand of their teenage daughters. It's not often that I see them, but when I do, I kinda cringe. Coz...It's just wrong? I donno. I'm fine with hugs and stuffs. But hand / arm holding when the parent and teenage kid can walk perfectly well? Maybe I'm not in a very suitable position to say this, but I do believe that parents MUST accept the fact that their children WILL grow up. They do NOT stay forever as the little infant that needs your care and concern all the time. It is not appropriate to treat older children like babies. They need space to grow,develop and mature. They need to learn to be independent. Keep shielding them, and they will never learn. They will not be able to survive as well as the other children who have been given adequate exposure to the harshness of the world outside their homes. Perhaps they won't be able to even think for themselves, form their own opinions and make their own decisions. Without the practice of thinking, making their own simple decisions such as what they would like to study or what their path in life they would like to take, how can they make decisions with larger consequences in the future? Of course it is not wrong to guide them, but they should at least have the freedom to express their opinions and thoughts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-6144638140489544100?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/6144638140489544100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=6144638140489544100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/6144638140489544100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/6144638140489544100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2007/10/parents-dont-own-kids.html' title='Parents don&apos;t own kids'/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-5623540465606839676</id><published>2007-10-16T12:24:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T23:25:35.547+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last one for tonight!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VwC36OO3IXQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VwC36OO3IXQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocobos! :D This is the Chocobo theme for Final Fantasy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-5623540465606839676?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/5623540465606839676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=5623540465606839676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/5623540465606839676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/5623540465606839676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2007/10/last-one-for-tonight.html' title='Last one for tonight!'/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-5434805996576705357</id><published>2007-10-16T12:16:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T10:38:19.872+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chocolate for the ears</title><content type='html'>Tour de Japon. Can anyone tell me where to get the DVD or CD? :3 Please and thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dYecLvwOiVA" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HFytzNhPsoM" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FQwAxMiKHPo" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurrah for Nobuo Uematsu! :3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-5434805996576705357?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/5434805996576705357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=5434805996576705357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/5434805996576705357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/5434805996576705357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2007/10/chocolate-for-ears-2.html' title='Chocolate for the ears'/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-580841923723863581</id><published>2007-10-11T20:22:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T20:22:59.241+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back</title><content type='html'>:3 Getting papers back tmr. I have so so so many thoughts but I haven't been blogging huh. Well. I've finally managed to settle down and blog. Firstly, I met a jerk today. Shan't write bout the details of the many incidents and HIM.Well, he did stuff irritating,rude and childish enough to put all men to shame. Shan't bother with him. Moving on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thought that has been in my head for many days is that I don't have to be like anyone else. So what if they have XX lessons or learning XX,is involved in XX or pursing XX? I do not have to be like them, I do not need to.I am me. I do what I want to. I don't have to learn what they learn, nor do what they do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I have been wondering if I had been truly happier in JC or during my secondary school days. I love to be involved. I hate to be left out. When I went to JC, I thought it was fantastic that I could start all over and I wasn't very involved in school activities and I nvr joined any committees or the Council.I even chose to join Photog coz I initially wanted to use Aikido as a second CCA and wanted a not so time consuming CCA in school.But I was too late to register.So Photog is now my only CCA. When school activities became more frequent and my friends started to become more involved, I realised how much I missed my council and choir life. I was so involved. I realised I loved having a job. Makes me feel important and actually useful I guess. Gives me a confidence boost?I especially miss council, the high ppl, the crap and all the crazy things we did. Sometimes when my friends leave for meetings and stuff, I do feel lonely. I do miss Biology lessons as well. :3 Miss Woon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I still have the wariness towards teachers and people with autority. Not that I'm afraid, just that, I don't know, I have had this wariness since long ago. Maybe it's due to my many bad experiences with teachers. Of course there has been many nice teachers, but somehow, horrible experiences tend to stay and cause a greater impact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember not long ago, perhaps last week, I had a sudden wish that I had gone to NAFA to study vocal studies. I love singing and I really wish to excel in something. Maybe it's because I have pretty low self-esteem, I would try to prove my worth in any chance possible I guess. As I thought about the NAFA thingy, it occured to me that I would not have met my wonderful bunch of friends from OG 27, CT0731 and the rest. And I would not have met Darrie. Things do happen for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I currently am in a state of confusion. I do not know what my true goal is. I know for sure I want to get a university degree. Majoring in what?I ask. I am not sure at all. I want to be a voice actress, hopefully for anime. NO english dubbing tho. But that means I would have to try to break into the competitive market in Japan. Would I be able to leave my friends and family behind? Darrie says he would go with me. But then again, it's not that simple is it? It's fantastic that he's so supportive. I'm greatful and I do love him very much for that. But it's about making a living and being successful there. I believe I would regret deeply if I never gave my dream a shot. However, I am not sure how to do it. Should I study in unversity here? Money IS an issue. I do not want to spend my parent's money frivolously and unnecessarily. I have thought about studying Mass Communications here and looking about in Japan by signing up for any exchange programmes. However, Mass Comm. I do love studying languages. Sad to say tho, my command of the English language, Chinese language is not strong. Needless to say, I'm not mastering Japanese yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting promo papers back tmr. I do hope I get promoted. I did study hard for it. I wish I was smarter. Don't everybody? I wish I could handle my studies better and do my parents proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could play the piano well. I wish I hadn't quit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-580841923723863581?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/580841923723863581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=580841923723863581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/580841923723863581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/580841923723863581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2007/10/back.html' title='Back'/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-2020744741236132420</id><published>2007-07-04T21:27:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T21:29:00.398+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Packing for LTC makes me so depressed. Firstly, although not linking much, but the weather now is so hot and humid!..(to be continued)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-2020744741236132420?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/2020744741236132420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=2020744741236132420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/2020744741236132420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/2020744741236132420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2007/07/packing-for-ltc-makes-me-so-depressed.html' title=''/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-3079097191298519855</id><published>2007-07-04T18:46:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T21:27:28.135+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AHH!!LTC soon!Have to go take photos for them! I am so not confident lah!!! :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-3079097191298519855?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/3079097191298519855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=3079097191298519855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/3079097191298519855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/3079097191298519855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2007/07/ahhltc-soonhave-to-go-take-photos-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-7903697733798204985</id><published>2007-07-03T21:37:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T21:38:32.655+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I tink...I'm used to picking myself up everytime I fall...on my own. So I think I'll be fine. Just. Believe in me.I need trust. That's all I need.:3 I got a new pair of shoes! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-7903697733798204985?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/7903697733798204985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=7903697733798204985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/7903697733798204985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/7903697733798204985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-tink.html' title=''/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-130999226661290125</id><published>2007-07-03T21:25:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T21:26:43.534+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH MAN! I'm SO SAD.I know I shouldn't compare but. .....................................................So that one lah!Ok. I just duno how to express how I'm feeling now.RAH. Promos. YOU DIE. IM GONNA KICK YOUR ASS SO BAD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-130999226661290125?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/130999226661290125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=130999226661290125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/130999226661290125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/130999226661290125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2007/07/oh-man-im-so-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-7973419899236986514</id><published>2007-07-03T13:35:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:18:47.545+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aikikai Aikido!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jqVFNptcBDc/Ronu4ATU6bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dSoJN5PLvGU/s1600-h/DSC00488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082856300385462706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jqVFNptcBDc/Ronu4ATU6bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dSoJN5PLvGU/s320/DSC00488.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;                                                  I LOVE AIKIDO! :3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-7973419899236986514?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/7973419899236986514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=7973419899236986514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/7973419899236986514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/7973419899236986514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2007/07/aikikai-aikido.html' title='Aikikai Aikido!'/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jqVFNptcBDc/Ronu4ATU6bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dSoJN5PLvGU/s72-c/DSC00488.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-2009791812168846392</id><published>2007-07-03T13:20:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T13:30:51.710+07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm one of the LTC photographers!</title><content type='html'>weell..I had nothing to do with the Leadership Training Camp at Labrador Adventure Training Camp initially, until on Sunday night, 1st July, Bennedic gave me a ring and asked me if I was interested coz he felt awkard going alone with other photographers whome he didn't really know.Lol.So I requested that Eunice came along since they have a lack of photographers.The next day Eunice confirmed that she was going and so I'm now one of the LTC photographers! :3 I duno if I could say that I'm looking forward to it. Well, coz my 'active' and 'enthu' life kinda ended with secondary school.Maybe coz LAMERSSHIT wasn't around me anymore.I'm kinda done with being rugged and stuffs. But then again, leadership camp. Haha. Something so familiar that has become so distant. Do I wish I was part of it? I duno actually. Guess I just should go ahead and see what happens next. :3 Maybe I'll see Darrie&lt;3 and SP and some other people.Maybe I won't. Oh wells. I'll miss the people left in school tho. Hunnie bunnie, Pam, Linda and the rest in 0731.Yup, that also means Yirong, QJ, Sa chan, Celestial Court and blah blah...Speaking of camps, in my 4 years in sec sch life and Council, I have never really been in a group that includes people that I'm familiar with. I'm always split far away from the rest. So exciting, this is the first event that I will be covering in my 6 months in Photog. Lol. :D Gambatte!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-2009791812168846392?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/2009791812168846392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=2009791812168846392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/2009791812168846392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/2009791812168846392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2007/07/im-one-of-ltc-photographers.html' title='I&apos;m one of the LTC photographers!'/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-629723152179103310</id><published>2007-06-28T22:50:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T23:11:40.650+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Horrible doggie!</title><content type='html'>I thought alot!Seriously.But it's all disappeared!Anyway, I was quite amazed that when I closed my eyes just now,designs of clothes just appeared into my mind. On my way to facial, I even invented something to get rid of dead insects for the squeamish!Like if your cat decides to bring you a dead lizard or cockroach and you happen to be terribly fearsome of them, even if they're dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told my Mom about the personal space thing.And she was like,'But you should go out with him at least once a week.'Lol. I'm like ,'We don't have so time lah.'I wish we did though XD.(Who ask JC life to be so insanely busy!RAH RAH!Why fill our days with studies?Yea, something like to fill up our time so that we won't get bored and run out to do bad stuff to find excitement and become juvenile delinquents?We still need a life!Why studies as in study studies?Academically?I don't really see how interesting our lessons have become with the 'new methods of teaching'. We're seriously missing out alot on building character.At least, that's how I feels lah.Okay, enough ranting.) Then she was like 'Try.' I miss Darrie now. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I finally went to my so far favourite hairstylist Bro to have a haircut!It's been so long!His skills are still by far the best I've ever tried. Okay, maybe that Hongkong lady and that ex mediacorp stylist lady was pretty good as well.He laugh at my hair lah!Not my fault the last stylist who cut my hair wasn't that skillful right!I'm so happy now. I finally cut my hair.Then he kept asking me to cut my hair short.Our conversation consisted of something like this.B:"剪短啦。”M:“不要！！！”B:“剪短啦。”M:“不要！”“我剪短头发不好看！”B:“你没有剪过你怎么知道？” Tho I do feel like cropping my hair to past shoulder length.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went shopping with my parents.Failed to find the Le Coq store.Sad.Then walked around to look for pretty clothes. Well, either they're too darn expensive or they're too too common!I wish Singapore has more pretty clothes and please lower prices already!It's GSS!!!I was telling my Dad how I'm gonna save money and splurge on clothes when we go to Japan.They've got pretty clothes and bikinis!Ooo yes, I haven't blogged about Hongkong!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I don't know why after almost everytime I go out with my parents, I feel miserable. It kinda always ends on a bad note. I just get so so so bored. Maybe largely due to the lack of nice and affordable clothing. I still love them tho. I got yellow Esprit towels today! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to feeling uber uber miserable,when we got home, a disaster awaits us.The wooden board that fences Justin the doggy from the rooms has fallen.I had so much faith in Justin that he wouldn't pee in our rooms and stuff. But when I went into my room, I saw a puddle of yellow liquid. "JUSTIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!"Then I saw another puddle. I was so so so incensed! Pissed!my magazines that I lugged back from HK!My much loved Astroboy slingbag!My drawer containing some of my comics!(luckily my comics were spared.)I was so angry that I kept glaring fiercly at Justin.He had wanted to wag his tail, but upon seeing my glare, he stopped.Then my Mom was like threatening him by saying that she doesn't want him anymore.THen everyone was ignoring him and we isolated him in the toilet. HA! Okay. I should go pay some attention to him now.Forgive, but I cannot forget.OH ASTROBOY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-629723152179103310?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/629723152179103310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=629723152179103310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/629723152179103310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/629723152179103310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2007/06/horrible-doggie.html' title='Horrible doggie!'/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-3466640323440399606</id><published>2007-06-20T19:21:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T19:45:46.289+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Feels better after I've bathed and dinnered. :3 But I still feel very bored and sian. Really don't feel like looking at my work at all. So late aldy now. I'd better force myself! I can't study. :'( Oh wells. I want to go pak tor! Lol~~~ AHHHH!!! I wish there was a pill that could enable me to concentrate and retain all that I've studied! Grr~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-3466640323440399606?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/3466640323440399606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=3466640323440399606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/3466640323440399606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/3466640323440399606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2007/06/feels-better-after-ive-bathed-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-5572936288420902087</id><published>2007-06-20T17:08:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T17:09:38.399+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so gonna change my phone soon. Tho I love it, but it's software is iving me problems. And I just fell in love with my Mom's Swarovski rings! XD Been wearing them for the whole day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-5572936288420902087?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/5572936288420902087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=5572936288420902087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/5572936288420902087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/5572936288420902087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-am-so-gonna-change-my-phone-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-6463671607748082648</id><published>2007-06-20T17:08:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T17:08:49.325+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Do you know that I miss you, and it's not something that SMSes can quell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-6463671607748082648?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/6463671607748082648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=6463671607748082648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/6463671607748082648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/6463671607748082648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2007/06/do-you-know-that-i-miss-you-and-its-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-1629952683516934548</id><published>2007-06-17T21:49:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T21:56:22.485+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG. I am so sad. I need to control my temper. Ooo. No matter what the opposite party says. But I am so angry!!! Ahh! :\  Should I go to Sentosa tmr? Tink I should go. It's not everyday you get to see your mates from your Upper Sec class. :3 But I'm not gonna go for Aikido. I feel so bad. I really like Aikido.Life is so much easier to get by when you have friends. :3 and loved one(s).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-1629952683516934548?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/1629952683516934548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=1629952683516934548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/1629952683516934548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/1629952683516934548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2007/06/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-3080200950713815273</id><published>2007-06-07T22:58:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T23:30:44.605+07:00</updated><title type='text'>MISERABLE, then CHEERY</title><content type='html'>I AM SO MISERABLE AND LONELY. AND STRESSED. SO THAT MAKES MISERABLE TIMES THREE. I think I'm a crybaby. I cry, alot. When I'm sad, miserable, lonely, stressed and angry. I told my Mom I miss our old house and I nearly cried. I cried two days ago coz I was miserable and stressed. I bawled like crazy, twice, when my Dad said sth the kinda meant that I couldn't ever study in Japan. I cried over Maths umphteen times. I nvr cried as much last time. But I nvr cry during Farewells and stuff. Not even Adam Khoo workshop. I realised KY cries coz of Maths b4 too. I wish I had a sibling. Going overseas or anywhere, I nvr really sat the rollercoasters or played arcade. Coz. Nobody would. More seriously, if something happened at home, I'm pretty much on my own. I'm not exactly close to all my cousins. We hardly even meet. I miss my old house. Terribly. The house that's so near to Kakak and Tricia. I miss them so much. Esp Kak, coz she's in Aussie now. At least I see Tori chan during Japanese lessons and Aikido. I really really miss my Kakak. I miss the East. I don't even explore or want to go to the areas around my new house now. Maybe I should accept it. But I don't wanna go explore on my own!!! I took Justin to the park nearby a couple of days ago. Ivan Ah Ma was really nice, he's really nice. I guess I'm lucky to have met all my friends. They help, alot. And of course, Darrie! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some quotes that just popped up in my head when I thought about these people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yah, it's abit small..HAHAHA!"-Darrie (YES I RMB YOU SAID THAT AT KINOKUNIYA)&lt;br /&gt;"A ring is a seal of promise."- Qing Jun&lt;br /&gt;"You gotta fight for that bit for freedom."-Cherry/Albert/Chuen Hwee&lt;br /&gt;"Da jie!Wuv you! XD"-Brudder&lt;br /&gt;"jie"/"abish!"-Waiky&lt;br /&gt;"Sungawd!"-Former Higher Than Sungod AKA Toilet Fairy with Mountain Hair (No Authority) Former Sunslave(I couldn't rmb the full name, let's just say Sunfairy Janice)&lt;br /&gt;"Ugh!Younger brothers are the worst things ever!"-Siantzu&lt;br /&gt;"Smack his chest."-Rockgod/ Clara&lt;br /&gt;"OUT!"-Kaiying and Pamela&lt;br /&gt;"你做么这样怕我？！？"-Enson&lt;br /&gt;"他们不相信/支持你没关系，只要你自己努力。。。”(or sth like that)-小花&lt;br /&gt;"Haiyo meimei!"-Kakak&lt;br /&gt;"The longer your hair the stupider you are coz hair is made up of dead brain cells."-Hanyang AKA Kon&lt;br /&gt;"Huh, wad. So you mean..."-Linda&lt;br /&gt;"KOOKOO LA YOU."-Shi pei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, after thinking about my friends and Darrie, I feel more cheery! :3 You guys are the best remedy. Life isn't so bad with y'all around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so scared I'm gonna fail MYE! BAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Art students looked so sian-ed today.But Sa chan, I really like your piece!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really cheery now. Blogging does help afterall. And Darrie I do love thee! Haha! I wanna be there for all my friends and my Darrie and my family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna miss the TMS Council stand down this year. Coz I'm gonna go HK! But I really miss seeing you Councillors. Haiz. Alex is right, it's probably the last time the 2003 batch would meet up. Gonna miss you guys alot. I really see my juniors stand down too. See how they have grown. LAMERSSHIT WILL HAVE A CHALET THIS YEAR! ALL MUST ATTEND!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw an absolutely gorgeous wedding gown at Blush Blush Delfi. But I still like the one I saw some time back. Duno where.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a bunny pendant and a pair of bunny earrings! Star earrings too!Yay! Rukia loves bunnies, I tink I do too! HAHAHA. Rukia!&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                       DARRIE&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-3080200950713815273?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/3080200950713815273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=3080200950713815273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/3080200950713815273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/3080200950713815273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2007/06/miserable-then-cheery.html' title='MISERABLE, then CHEERY'/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-7716916473255833611</id><published>2007-05-25T19:58:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T20:03:54.394+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mmm. Coming to JC, I have given up many things. Being in Council, Choir, and taking Bio.  Now whenever I see the house comm or Council ppl having stuff to do, I feel really weird, odd. Bio's a fun subject. Too bad I didn't have the confidence and that I happen to hate cells. Round blobs of stuff. I feel worthless sometimes. Ok. Many times. Like. I duno. :\ But I'm gonna continue this journey and find out what I'm really here for. :3  GP MYE tml. Gambatte Mi chan! Life goes on. No matter what. No matter how deep in shit you are. It will pass and there is ALWAYS a path for you. That's what my cousin Danny told me. Even if you fail, there is a path for you definitely. He said by failing his tests and stuff, he developed a soul and he's more able to feel things. Yea. He got Mass Comm degree from Aussie. But I'm skeptical about him saying he failed tests. :p              :D                  Da chan ga DAISUKI! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-7716916473255833611?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/7716916473255833611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=7716916473255833611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/7716916473255833611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/7716916473255833611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2007/05/mmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-2267713204274767078</id><published>2007-05-01T20:36:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T20:37:20.335+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post number 222 and I have to say this</title><content type='html'>I FEEL DARN FREAKING INFERIOR. I feel stupid. And talent-less. Yay. I need a counsellor. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-2267713204274767078?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/2267713204274767078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=2267713204274767078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/2267713204274767078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/2267713204274767078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2007/05/post-number-222-and-i-have-to-say-this.html' title='Post number 222 and I have to say this'/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-2905165106481683696</id><published>2007-04-18T18:39:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T17:55:42.615+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm starting to kinda really like my new class. 0731. :3 Im really worried about GP and PW. For reasons that everyone in 0731 probably knows. Life is soooo complicated. OH wells. Itz been a week and 3/4 of a day. :3 Im so in love. Been whinning alot these two days. School's been alright. Not really sth I would call interesting, but bearable. Cept that I've been nodding off in lectures. :p Now who would be kind enough to lend me notes to copy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photog hasn't been really fun either, but there's some really nice people in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends have been regularly updating their blogs, but me?I've been devoured by the lazy monster and have managed to cut a slit through its stomach and barely escaped before its venomous intestinal juice starts to corrode me. Got tons of schoolwork to catch up on. I'm worried. For starters, I'm not exactly that interested in what I'm studying. I'm really terrible in Maths and Chem. I have no idea how to study Literature, and my GP is in a mess. PW. I've been told mine's alright, not the best, but overall alright. I'm not convinced. I need some help. ok. Maybe alot. Mentally. Econs is pretty alright if I'm careful. I think I shall name it my favourite subject. Not that I had much choices to choose from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been having a craving for fried stuff and fast food recently. Wearing skirts oversized at the waist gives you the wrong impression that you can afford to grow. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go study voice acting in Japan! But there's too much holding me back! I need HELP!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love 0731 Celestial Court. Lol..OH YEA. Gotta blog about mural painting. But that's another tale for another time, I needa bathe.. I'm so incoherent nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I love you so much Darrie! :3 &lt;3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-2905165106481683696?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/2905165106481683696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=2905165106481683696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/2905165106481683696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/2905165106481683696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-starting-to-kinda-really-like-my-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-3619955468881402502</id><published>2007-04-13T22:29:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T22:34:10.470+07:00</updated><title type='text'>NYJC Dances</title><content type='html'>Been away for awhile. Tons of stuff happened. Wanna blog about them so much. The Escape trip. And my Dar. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's NYJC's mass dances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trad dance (traditional dance)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EMFfMxpayi0"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EMFfMxpayi0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28th Student Council Dance for 2006 batch ( Superstar by Jamelia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s3-4pE9zH-E"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s3-4pE9zH-E&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29th Student Council Dance for 2007, our batch! A mixture of 3 songs. We call it, the Uh! Dance! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FzRJPPy29gU"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FzRJPPy29gU&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29th SC the jersey very nice!!! Haha! I still love Council even tho I'm not in Council in JC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love NYJC's Mass Dances! I love NYJC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KhHOTrrP1XY"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KhHOTrrP1XY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a lil sth I found.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-3619955468881402502?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/3619955468881402502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=3619955468881402502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/3619955468881402502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/3619955468881402502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2007/04/nyjc-dances.html' title='NYJC Dances'/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-3305405808063963124</id><published>2007-03-24T21:18:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T20:45:43.090+07:00</updated><title type='text'>I may never be conventionally beautiful</title><content type='html'>I may never be conventionally beautiful. But I can and will be beautiful inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;[Inspired by Mary ann's post. She's a wonderful lady. :3]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-3305405808063963124?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/3305405808063963124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=3305405808063963124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/3305405808063963124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/3305405808063963124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-may-never-be-conventionally-beautiful.html' title='I may never be conventionally beautiful'/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-6074012941917352892</id><published>2007-03-05T23:22:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T23:24:13.430+07:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY NEW POST</title><content type='html'>OH MAN! Finally I managed to settle the Google account stuffs and I'm finally able to blog! Yay! :3 Today was the last day of JAE. I will miss you guys. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;T.T &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I wish you had the courage to admit it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-6074012941917352892?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/6074012941917352892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=6074012941917352892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/6074012941917352892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/6074012941917352892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2007/03/finally-new-post.html' title='FINALLY NEW POST'/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-117119259032241836</id><published>2007-02-11T19:16:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T18:16:45.320+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>:'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-117119259032241836?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/117119259032241836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=117119259032241836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/117119259032241836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/117119259032241836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-117117913664245981</id><published>2007-02-11T16:53:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T18:13:43.026+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A month++ has passed since the first time I stepped into Nanyang JC and met OG 27. I've met a couple of people that's made life so much easier. Esp when I've just moved back to the North. ^ ^Had so much fun during Orientation. I'm glad we have crazy people in the OG. It's amazing how we can click like we've known each other for years when we've only just met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Requiem with Kai ying, Enson, Darren/ Stinky on Jan 27, Cathay Cineleisure after Japanese lessons. I don't know, it was so boring to us that we nearly left halfway. It was supposed to be scary, freaky! But at some parts, it turned out to be amusing instead. Like Michaela~! Had spaghetti at Pasta Mania after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OG BBQ! Kudos to OG27 Welfare Dept. WAHAHA..And of course to those who came. It was pretty fun! 8th Feb. After Bio pract(did cheek cells, EWW), which alot of people skipped, went to Serangoon JC with Venessa from my CT 0707 and some other CT to watch NY soccer boys VS SR in the zonal competition. And Miss Goh. Poor Stinky, always lost scissors paper stone, and had to run to get the ball. ^^ We might have lost our touch in that match, but we have won in showing great sportsmanship. Great job guys. :3 It's much easier to win a game than to display superior sportsmanship. Yea. After the match, Stinky and I got pang sehed by Enson, so we had to do BBQ shopping ourselves. Ran past Stinky's house coz he wanted to throw his soccer ball in. Then we went on to Hougang Mall for dinner. We were like :D at the sight of food. Coz hydrochloric acid was torturing our tummies. Excitedly said, 'ITTEDAIKIMSU!' ^ ^ Lost my appetite halfway, what a waste, the food was nice. Then we called everyone to confirm the number of people coming. On the way to the basement to NTUC, two little boys were testing out the latest OSIM slimming machine, I think. Amusing. :D Shopping! Dumped our bags into the trolley and we looked like we were buying groceries for dorm or sth. Met Phyllis! Stinky and I were arguing about whether people ate potatoes or garlic bread during BBQs. Bought drinks too! Didn't know what else to buy, we decided to up the ammo on Sat if we needed more. Stinky was being a stubborn hero by carrying all the stuff himself. I had to force him to let me carry the shoebag. Then my parents came to fetch me home. Gave Stinky a lift to the bus stop near his house coz of the tons of stuff he was carrying. ^ ^ Shopping day was fun. :3 And I forgot to get my bottle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On 3rd Feb, we went to Bugis. Ming Feng(tekkor), Kaiying, SP, Enson, Enson's friend Alvin, Stinky, Shi Pei, Yong Cai and me. At first, it was only me, Stinky, Enson and Alvin. Went to the hawker near OG for lunch. Lol, Stinky paid 5 dollars for 3 packets of tissue. Kway Chup. Pig skin. Nice and chewy at first, but the after taste is just weird. Yc's first trip to Bugis, and Stinky's second! Muji has alot of nice snacks! Ichigo Marshmellows! Then at 6 I had to leave to join LAMERS and Gang for Lek's bday celebration! Darn, it was great to see them again. &lt;3 Bullied by Ivan as usual. RAH! Haha...Then went back to Bugis to meet the Kaiying and the few that were left. Went to Starbucks where they ordered the wrong drink and Stinky and Kaiying nearly puked whereas Ming Feng stayed champion and drank it without much fuss. Then we left. Stinky and I were like, NOOOOO, dun feel like going home, yet. So we went to Cold Storage for a walk to source out what we could buy for BBQ. Then, the stubborn streak rears its head again! But it was sweet. Lol. I've really met a nice and sweet bunch of people!! AHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So point form. Doesn't matter. I'm staying in NYJC. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Preparations for Valentine's Day starts. Tomorrow. :3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-117117913664245981?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/117117913664245981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=117117913664245981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/117117913664245981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/117117913664245981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2007/02/month-has-passed-since-first-time-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-116936825353660142</id><published>2007-01-21T16:29:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T15:30:54.853+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eI3FlghvY-s"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eI3FlghvY-s&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feathers! :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h-dHyqnAFpg"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h-dHyqnAFpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5gSMByLbIkY"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5gSMByLbIkY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rolling Star&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-116936825353660142?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/116936825353660142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=116936825353660142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/116936825353660142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/116936825353660142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2007/01/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-116877020800304268</id><published>2007-01-14T18:22:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T17:23:28.020+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate it when I forget everything when I finally sit down to blog. But the main topic was, NYJC rocks, because I found Gaia 27. :3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-116877020800304268?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/116877020800304268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=116877020800304268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/116877020800304268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/116877020800304268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-hate-it-when-i-forget-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-116723382764760878</id><published>2006-12-27T23:35:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T22:42:14.500+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.cjas.org/~smoo/tabs/brownie.htm"&gt;www.cjas.org/~smoo/tabs/brownie.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, i fell in love with this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is extremely difficult to cry and wet your pillow until it's too wet to sleep on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-116723382764760878?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/116723382764760878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=116723382764760878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/116723382764760878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/116723382764760878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2006/12/www.html' title=''/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-116721767954268060</id><published>2006-12-27T19:56:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T18:07:59.553+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7387/583/1600/466048/1047617134_yucutepunk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7387/583/320/814474/1047617134_yucutepunk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did this quiz on Quizilla. I did tons of other quizzes, but the HTML codes never worked on my blog. ^ ^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-116721767954268060?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/116721767954268060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=116721767954268060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/116721767954268060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/116721767954268060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2006/12/did-this-quiz-on-quizilla.html' title=''/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-116713186189255474</id><published>2006-12-26T19:01:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T18:17:42.160+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I dreamt a few days ago that my family lived in a huge three storey mansion.Comparable to the mansions in Ouran High Host Club. I didnt explore the house, duno for sure how big it is. We were having a house warming or something, I saw my uncles and aunties. Our bedsheets had embroided flowers and stuff. There was a quarrel at the third storey, my Dad told me that the third storey rooms were rented out to friends of Loang kor, my god brother in Boston. There were carpets, apparently I have never dreamt of a mansion, so like many of the rooms looked like the current ones in my house, they were quite small, but very very cosy. Most of the lights were warm lights. But I must say, the feeling was SHIOK! To live in a huge cosy mansion. OMG~~~~~~~~~~~~I want to live in a huge mansion. ^ ^ Sounds like something that ome kid will write in 'My Ambition'. :3 I WILL live my dreams. Gambatte Michelle!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-116713186189255474?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/116713186189255474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=116713186189255474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/116713186189255474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/116713186189255474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-dreamt-few-days-ago-that-my-family.html' title=''/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8534967.post-116713047071274591</id><published>2006-12-26T18:43:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T17:54:30.730+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T1fgfVMDeFw"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T1fgfVMDeFw&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love her liveliness. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ppl used to say I'm siao when I pranced around.&lt;/span&gt;  -.-'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UMzOSXRfH3A"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UMzOSXRfH3A" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like positive things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been feeling reall down and moody these two days. My Japanese is terrible. I need to learn how to learn. Clothes, I need clothes. I need out, I need to go out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8534967-116713047071274591?l=sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/116713047071274591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8534967&amp;postID=116713047071274591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/116713047071274591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8534967/posts/default/116713047071274591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sode-no-shirayuki.blogspot.com/2006/12/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Rukia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01650939757657928391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
