<?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-12236361</id><updated>2011-08-02T18:33:19.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yuk-Kit's "fascinating" life...</title><subtitle type='html'>I can't describe how i feel right now...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Yuk-Kit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00096837321905396401</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>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236361.post-112090870845556485</id><published>2005-07-09T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T19:34:53.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is cool! How to detect lies...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How to Detect Lies&lt;br /&gt;Become a Lie Detector&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Introduction to Detecting Lies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following techniques to telling if someone is lying are often used by police, and security experts. This knowledge is also useful for managers, employers, and for anyone to use in everyday situations where telling the truth from a lie can help prevent you from being a victim of fraud/scams and other deceptions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Warning: Sometimes Ignorance is bliss; after gaining this knowledge, you may be hurt when it is obvious that someone is lying to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Signs of Deception:&lt;br /&gt;Body Language of Lies:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;• Physical expression will be limited and stiff, with few arm and hand movements. Hand, arm and leg movement are toward their own body the liar takes up less space.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;• A person who is lying to you will avoid making eye contact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;• Hands touching their face, throat &amp; mouth. Touching or scratching the nose or behind their ear. Not likely to touch his chest/heart with an open hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Emotional Gestures &amp; Contradiction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;• Timing and duration of emotional gestures and emotions are off a normal pace. The display of emotion is delayed, stays longer it would naturally, then stops suddenly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;• Timing is off between emotions gestures/expressions and words. Example: Someone says 'I love it!' when receiving a gift, and then smile after making that statement, rather then at the same time the statement is made.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;• Gestures/expressions don’t match the verbal statement, such as frowning when saying “I love you.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;• Expressions are limited to mouth movements when someone is faking emotions (like happy, surprised, sad, awe, )instead of the whole face. For example; when someone smiles naturally their whole face is involved: jaw/cheek movement, eyes and forehead push down, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Interactions and Reactions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;• A guilty person gets defensive. An innocent person will often go on the offensive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236361-112090870845556485?l=yukkit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.blifaloo.com/info/lies.php' title='This is cool! How to detect lies...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/feeds/112090870845556485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236361&amp;postID=112090870845556485' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/112090870845556485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/112090870845556485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/2005/07/this-is-cool-how-to-detect-lies.html' title='This is cool! How to detect lies...'/><author><name>Yuk-Kit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00096837321905396401</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236361.post-112049017383287052</id><published>2005-07-04T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T23:16:13.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving and running</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;By the way, i have a xanga blog and it looks flashier than this one (altho its still black)&lt;br /&gt;--- &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/home.aspx?user=yukkit"&gt;http://www.xanga.com/home.aspx?user=yukkit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. i haven't been blogging/xangaing for quite a long time. One week? two weeks? I can't even remember. One thing i do know is that i haven't posted anything after i moved! Yes i finally moved. It is a re-occuring nightmare, as my family moves around every so often. Hopefully we won't move again before i go to uni/ performing arts academy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moving experience was, of course, literally, painful. We didn't hire anyone to help us to move, since my mum thought that we could move ALL the furnitures, books, clothes, accessories by ourselves (me, my bro and mum), so we just hired a truck. It was very irritating as we load all the stuff onto the truck while the massive truck driver just sat there and watched (and probably laughing at us). Everyone knows how weak i am! My whole body ache for like the following two days! One piece of advice from yukkit: Never attempt to move by yourself if u have any type of normal big keyboard/piano!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else... oh yes went to two of those long distance running race/competitions thingy last week. Each is about 8 ~ 10 km and normally u get a sports shirt, water and some disgusting fruit as&lt;span style="" lang="EN-NZ"&gt; souvenir after the race. Many  members of my extended family participates! We don't win of course, not even close (most of us are normally like the last 200 ppl except my uncles) we just like to participate! These running races are like our family outings lol. They are sort-of (minus the sweat, smell, fatigue etc etc) you guys should participate as well!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe one quarter of our holiday has already gone by. I mean, i still haven't done anything PRODUCTIVE!!! (except moving and running) So i make a vow again --- i will get something done this week!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS Meeting Raina on wednesday (3.00pm) at central library for legal assignment, hopefully i won't forget! Remind me if i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bucket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236361-112049017383287052?l=yukkit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/feeds/112049017383287052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236361&amp;postID=112049017383287052' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/112049017383287052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/112049017383287052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/2005/07/moving-and-running.html' title='Moving and running'/><author><name>Yuk-Kit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00096837321905396401</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-12236361.post-111968665592216059</id><published>2005-06-25T16:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T16:04:15.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay the holidays... or boo the holidays?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;After eleven weeks of intense learning, the four week (well for me, 5) mental recoperation has finally arrived. wOOt wOOt! Party all night and all day &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/laughing.gif" /&gt;... for most people except me &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/bummed.gif" /&gt;. For some reasons i hate parties. I don't get invited often and most of the time i turn them down anyway. Why? Because... I don't know. Perhaps i prefer staying home doing stuff with myself?  or maybe i am just scared of meeting new people. I think I have a semi solitary illness or a "scared of new people" sickness. I hate meeting strangers, especially talking to them except for non-personal businesses. I think i am improving but i still feel really uncomfortable around new people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So what do I do in the holidays? Well for the past dozens of holidays I planned to study a bit, work out a bit, practise the piano/music a bit, write a bit and think a bit. And for the past dozens of holidays I did nothing except sleep, eat and play computer/ps2 games. Pathetic aye!? But that's me... i lack discipline. However THIS holiday, THIS holiday i am going to do all the above, i am going to make this holiday a PRODUCTIVE one!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; After the holidays i'll be a changed person!! wOOt!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236361-111968665592216059?l=yukkit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/feeds/111968665592216059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236361&amp;postID=111968665592216059' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111968665592216059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111968665592216059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/2005/06/yay-holidays-or-boo-holidays.html' title='Yay the holidays... or boo the holidays?'/><author><name>Yuk-Kit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00096837321905396401</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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236361.post-111901076682280585</id><published>2005-06-17T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T20:19:26.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/5239/1024/aurora3_takasaka.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/5239/400/aurora3_takasaka.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just uploading this for my Xanga site! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236361-111901076682280585?l=yukkit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/feeds/111901076682280585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236361&amp;postID=111901076682280585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111901076682280585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111901076682280585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/2005/06/just-uploading-this-for-my-xanga-site.html' title=''/><author><name>Yuk-Kit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00096837321905396401</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-12236361.post-111885414451878745</id><published>2005-06-16T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T00:49:04.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Masturbation - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Masturbation"&gt; Masturbation - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia&lt;/a&gt;: "Masturbation is the manual excitation of the sexual organs, most often to the point of orgasm. It can refer to excitation either by oneself or by another (see mutual masturbation), but commonly refers to such activities performed alone. It is part of a larger set of activities known as autoeroticism, which also includes the use of sex toys and non-genital stimulation. There are also masturbation machines used to simulate intercourse. Masturbation and sexual intercourse are the two most common sexual practices. Some people are only able to achieve orgasm by masturbation rather than sexual intercourse. In the animal kingdom, masturbation has been observed in many mammallian species, both in the wild and in captivity."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry guys this is just a random post about Masturbation. Its random i just wanna try out the "blogthis!" function. Sorry!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236361-111885414451878745?l=yukkit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Masturbation' title='Masturbation - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/feeds/111885414451878745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236361&amp;postID=111885414451878745' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111885414451878745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111885414451878745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/2005/06/masturbation-wikipedia-free.html' title='Masturbation - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia'/><author><name>Yuk-Kit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00096837321905396401</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>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236361.post-111858101475946023</id><published>2005-06-12T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T20:56:54.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Accepting who i am</title><content type='html'>Noone visits my blog anymore :( do i write too much? sorry... i can't help it. Doing my biology study notes atm (as well as some ps2 here and there) but i got a bit bored so here i am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i am beginning to accept who i really am.  I was never able to accept who i am... simply because i am ashamed. Ashamed of myself, my personality, the truth. People often criticise me and everytime i go through a process of denial, i refuse to believe that i am as bad as people say i am. Therefore i make excuses for myself, i tell myself that other people are wrong, they don't know about the REAL me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, i finally realise i am the only one who's wrong, the only one who's denying the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, who am i? Well, i'll start off with the basics... I am Yuk-Kit Chan, 16 years old, born in Hong Kong. I didn't twist these facts because i am not ashamed of them... but what i don't accept is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;That i am really one of the ugliest people around the world, and altho i appear to accept this, i don't, until these few days&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;That i don't care about anyone else except myself, I care for other people for my own benefits, not theirs&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;That i have a bad personality, i am a hypocrite and i look down on poor people and envy rich people&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;That i participate in all the extra-cirricular activites not because i want to, but because i wanna be famous and have a good reputation&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;That i don't love anyone and if i say i do, i just want to use them (in all sorts of ways) and make myself look good.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;That i probably don't have as much friends as i claim i do&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;That i am a very very jealous person&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;That i am a 100% show-off&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt; It was hard for me to admit all of the followings, but i had to, or else i would become more and more twisted and... unhuman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna try changing myself, i wanna become a better person... but i know i have a long way to go...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236361-111858101475946023?l=yukkit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/feeds/111858101475946023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236361&amp;postID=111858101475946023' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111858101475946023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111858101475946023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/2005/06/accepting-who-i-am.html' title='Accepting who i am'/><author><name>Yuk-Kit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00096837321905396401</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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236361.post-111818417568333329</id><published>2005-06-08T06:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T06:42:55.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Too much to do?" I don't think so!</title><content type='html'>My Editorial:&lt;br /&gt;How often do students find themselves having too much on their plates? How often do these students moan, groan and blame other people for the excess of responsibilities and work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found myself on the verge of breaking down this week and the week before. I just had too much to do within these two weeks. I had to prepare a China Cycling Presentation, edit this issue of Newspaper, make bandannas for Eucalypt Mufti day, as well as catching an insect for biology. I was so frustrated. I didn't know how i was going to get all four things done. I was moaning everyday, trying to think of someone to blame for my excess of responsibilities and work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But even if i tried my hardest, I couldn't think of anyone to blame other than myself. It was me who left everything unfinished in the last "minute". It was me who was willing to take on most of these responsibilities myself in the first place. I couldn't possibly blame anyone for my laziness and decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I was able to get everything done, after many late nights. However, for some of them , the quality is really poor. I regret not having planned ahead and rushing through everything in the last minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These kind of incidents actually happen to a lot of students. We often moan about how all the assignment are due on the same day and how much homework we have. Yet, we never seem to remember that we got our assignments several weeks before it was due. Most people have the tendancy to start doing the assignments in the last couple of weeks, and blame the teachers for giving them too much to do in such a short time. As for homework, some of them you can actually complete in class, instead of chatting with your friends and fooling around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you plan ahead and be more concentrated in classes, you will find yourself moaning less, complaining less and blaming less.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236361-111818417568333329?l=yukkit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/feeds/111818417568333329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236361&amp;postID=111818417568333329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111818417568333329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111818417568333329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/2005/06/too-much-to-do-i-dont-think-so.html' title='&quot;Too much to do?&quot; I don&apos;t think so!'/><author><name>Yuk-Kit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00096837321905396401</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-12236361.post-111805558622400358</id><published>2005-06-06T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T18:59:46.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have sinned</title><content type='html'>"Forgive me, father, for i have sinned. It has been 16 years and 11 days since my last confession. Just 15 minutes ago... i have purposedly broken the commandment "Thou shalt not killed". I planned and plotted how and where i was going to kill an innocent soul. I couldn't stop myself from doing it... because i was forced to. But my hands! ... my hands! They are filthy... i washed them over and over again but still they look like the hands of a murderer. The poor soul tried to escape, tried to break free... but it was impossible. I could still hear the "thump, thump!" noise as the poor soul tried to jump out of the place full of gas... poisonus gas. Father forgive me!! I could not have avoided this murder case! Please forgive me!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People in my biology class might have guess what the poor soul was... yes, it was an insect. Yes, it was a grass hopper. I feel so guilty, i couldn't believe how i actually murdered it in a slow and painful way. I am still feeling very guilty... and i hope i'll never have to do it again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236361-111805558622400358?l=yukkit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/feeds/111805558622400358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236361&amp;postID=111805558622400358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111805558622400358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111805558622400358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-have-sinned.html' title='I have sinned'/><author><name>Yuk-Kit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00096837321905396401</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-12236361.post-111790179878187036</id><published>2005-06-04T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T19:04:03.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random thoughts</title><content type='html'>Yea... this post is just about my random thoughts. I know i know i write too much and i should put some photos up but..... i dunno i just like words i guess. So here we go again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my exams results back... they were ok i guess. I got 82% in english, which was ok i guess but the highest mark was 89% so i still have a long long way... but for our collage work, my group got the highest mark!! :) i felt really happy about that! (Kinda expected it tho... there were only 3 drama students in my class, one's a bit lazy (not true, she claims) for this and the other didn't even do it (not true, she claims, because she has finally finished it... 2 ~ 3 months after it was supposed to be handed in)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For biology i actually got 85.5%!! Which was great because i am 4th (or 3rd) in class!!! and the highest was just 91%!! I am sure i can reach there... one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths extension.... suprisingly i got 51 ~ 3%... yes that's right, it's a pass! I really thought i failed that one.. but i still managed to pass, by 2 marks! phew. For my normal maths i got 70ish i think which wasn't too bad considering i didn't really study for it and i usually get 70s anywayz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For legal i got 93 ~ 4%... however my overall mark (assignments + other tests etc) is still below 90 so i can't get an A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ancient History... 74%... highest... 90%...hai... don't wanna talk about that one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drama... 100%. I was a bit suprised by that, because i knew the teacher hates giving out 100, since nothing's perfect. I don't know why i got 100... perhaps i knew how to answer the questions i guess, since we did lots of comprehension excerises with Symms last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, overall i am pretty happy with my results. But i know that if i have worked harder through out the year i could have gotten much better marks... like for english if i practised writing a few essay questions i could have easily beaten everyone else. Well ancient history... i guess its not really my fault that i got such a low mark. The two students that got higher than me are both english extension students... and they write superb essays. Like, i know the facts better than them but i just can't write as... beautiful as they can. It's not grammar anymore (altho it's still a bit of a problem) it's writing without waffling. Also... the questions were so tricky and i forgot how to expand and talk about the bigger issues... hai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths... i was suprised, really. I have finally admit to myself that i truly suck at maths. In nz i thought i was so good, but now, after witnessing how quickly my classmates understand new ideas and stuff... i realised i don't have a talent for maths... but i'll still try my best to be the very best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough about exams... i don't want to worry about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love life... mine's pretty blank...which is frustrating but sometimes i feel pretty good about it. Like, when jane told me that she's going out with robbie, i actually felt really happy for them. (btw, one of my predictions become true again aye?) I thought i was gonna be really really jealous (since everyone knows how much i liked jane. lol. five times aye?) but i wasn't. After some thoughts about robbie and jane... i suddenly realise i actually want to be alone, i actually like "couples" not individuals... I know its weird but that's how i feel. Of course sometimes i see a couple flirting and stuff i would feel lonely and empty... but that's ok!! Maybe i am destined to be alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i reckon i have two sides to me. the "wanting-to-be-lonely" side is one and the other is "love-is-the-most-important-thing-on-earth". I don't wanna talk about that side because it's a secret side and... yea it's too interesting for you guys to know! All i can say is... i wish there's someone out there who will care for me... hai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to happier thoughts, we finally finished watching the whole 6 hours of Darcy and Louise (Pride and Prejudice) in english!! It was very touching in the end and romantic. Lol we started watching Bride and Prejudice (Bollywood version) and it's so funny... they've turned it into a musical!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatelse... nothing else... i have some other thoughts i wanna share but can't rememeber them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... until next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuk-Kit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236361-111790179878187036?l=yukkit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/feeds/111790179878187036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236361&amp;postID=111790179878187036' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111790179878187036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111790179878187036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/2005/06/random-thoughts.html' title='Random thoughts'/><author><name>Yuk-Kit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00096837321905396401</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236361.post-111729904863729581</id><published>2005-05-29T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T00:52:57.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Da da! da da da DA da! da da da DA da dadada....</title><content type='html'>Guess what this post is about? lol hmm... its star wars and the title tries to capture the essence of the theme song... didn't work too well i guess. But yes... went to see Star wars 3 last friday when the exams finished. It was good!! The special effects were really cool and the opening was great! But it really hurts my eyes when changing from a dim scene to a very bright scene...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What intrigues me about this movie is the darkness. Altho this story is very cliched... (well it has to be since the original star wars are very cliched!) the darkness horrifies me... It's not so much the killing and the heads being chopped off and stuff... its the minds... like Palpatine... his eye expressions are so dark and evil... or Anakin's (he's very ugly in this epidsode btw)... the hatred in his eyes, they make this movie so alive and so real!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Righteo the good things are over and now the bad things... some actors are really really bad. Especially Padme!! Her fake cries and fake breakdowns are so bad that they ruin the scenes/ the whole movie! Or when darth vadar says "NOOOOO!!" it was terrible!! I couldn't stopp laughin! (But the little sneer on Lord Sidious' face was good!) And also... some parts of the plots don' t really make sense or rather... and a bit too "far fetched." I mean, why does Anakin break down so easily after he saves Lord Sidious from Windu?? (btw, that scene and the scene before that was good!! the music was great and the light saber fight was good!! Loved the purple saber man~! Altho how Palpatine's face went all winklely was quite gruesome... eww)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And did u guys watched the blue saber versus blue saber scene? i couldn't becuase my eyes were hurting like hell!! I love Yoda tho... he is so cute!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayz, that's enough of star wars,&lt;br /&gt;bye bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236361-111729904863729581?l=yukkit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/feeds/111729904863729581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236361&amp;postID=111729904863729581' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111729904863729581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111729904863729581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/2005/05/da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da.html' title='Da da! da da da DA da! da da da DA da dadada....'/><author><name>Yuk-Kit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00096837321905396401</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-12236361.post-111729809343933602</id><published>2005-05-29T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T00:34:53.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm loving it</title><content type='html'>The title doesn't have much to do with my post except some waffle waffle on Maccas. I have stopped posting regularly recently haven't i? I am still very keen on blogging and i have been commenting on other ppl's blogs... but i am just very tired (physically and mentally) at the moment... with school and everything. But i'll make it up to you all by posting a long long post. (I realised noone reads my long blogs tho.... noone EVER comment on them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea the exam week is finally over!! Yea thursday was my birthday, btw, happy 16th. But it was a crap (bad word!) day because i had a biology and a maths extension exam. Hai (a chinese word meaning a sigh) .... biology was ok because i studied it and the questions were very easy.... but maths... i failed. You know i am a very optimist but i know i failed!! Maybe i was so stressed about it because when i looked at the questions my mind became all blank and i couldn't do any of them!!! I am really not looking forward to next week when i get my results back... my maths teacher is gonna be so mad at me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's not my fault... i spend the previous day trying to study for biology (because we have to remember lots and lots of facts - plus i don't really understand it!) And i spend the whole afternoon teaching Helen about it --- which kinda helped me to connect all the stuff we learned in biology. Maths... its just too hard... i think i might stop doing smart maths and do dumb maths! But i wanna prove everything wrong... i wanna beat everyone in maths!! AND I CAN DO IT!! MWHAHAHAHHA (yea watever... that's one of my impossible dreams/goals)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea, my 16th birthday wasn't as special as other ppl's... lol i was studying at the very second i turned 16...so i am legal aye? not in hk tho... you have to be 18 or 21 i think... Hai... but obviously that doesn't concern me since i would be still a bachelor for quite some time!! (Or will i? hehe i guess you guys will never find out!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maccas (sorry for the sudden change of topic). But yea during the exam week i've been to Mcdonalds for numerous times... simply because everyone else loves the big yellow M. Especially Prue... geez girl aren't you a very sporty person?? you know mcdonalds is very bad for you... with all those "simple" carbonhydrates.  But yea i must say Mcdonalds is quite yummy... and VERY addictive to lots of ppl. Lol did u know last year in NZ i only had Maccas for like 3 ~ 4 times? its impossible not to have mcdonalds in Hong Kong... they seem to be everywhere!! And just tonight... i had Mcdonalds... willingly!! i finally gave in!!! But i swear i will not have any more junk M food unless other ppl force me to... never!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatelse to talk about? Oh yes.... i feel kinda strange in hk... like i know i get teased a lot and insulted a lot in nz already... but in hk... i dunno... ppl don't do it in front of me but do it behind my back so its very frustrating!! I don't mind them but at least i wanna know what they are!! It's frustrating when u don't know your own gossips and rumours!!! Ergh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought this was gonna be a long post but not really....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttyl!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236361-111729809343933602?l=yukkit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/feeds/111729809343933602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236361&amp;postID=111729809343933602' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111729809343933602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111729809343933602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/2005/05/im-loving-it.html' title='I&apos;m loving it'/><author><name>Yuk-Kit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00096837321905396401</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-12236361.post-111692856491612282</id><published>2005-05-24T17:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T17:56:04.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the midst of exams...</title><content type='html'>Haven't been a good poster this week have i? sorry guys... i am so exhausted from revising and sitting the exams. Today's tuesday and i have already done three exams in the past two days... english, legal studies and maths. The first i wanna say is TIME MANAGEMENT! seriously for all three of them i ran out of time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths was definitely the hardest. I mean, i thought i was good at maths... but that's before i came to hong kong... ppl here are crazy with maths... they are so good!! And english... i wrote too much for my short answers so i didn't have time to finish my essay!! i wanted to write so much more!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Legal was pretty good... i remember most of the terms and stuff... hoping to get over 90%!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much to inform... except a BIG HAPPYBIRTHDAY to ryan!! (is it 23rd of 24th? i thought it was 23rd... jane you know?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Busy commenting on Sarena's blog... lol she's one popular girl!&lt;br /&gt;Yukz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236361-111692856491612282?l=yukkit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/feeds/111692856491612282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236361&amp;postID=111692856491612282' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111692856491612282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111692856491612282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/2005/05/in-midst-of-exams.html' title='In the midst of exams...'/><author><name>Yuk-Kit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00096837321905396401</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-12236361.post-111658503558498986</id><published>2005-05-20T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T18:30:35.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On the edge of breaking down...</title><content type='html'>Hey guys... sorry i haven't been posting this week &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Except Helen and Derek Crisis) &lt;/span&gt;But yea next week is the exams... and i haven't even started studying. Why? Because for the past week i have been trying to finish my drama, Ancient History and Legal Studies assignments... all due on the same day!! I didn't sleep at all for two days... day and night it was drama - legal - drama - legal (and some ancient history... but have an extension for that! yay...) I had 2 cups of coffee a day and Berocca as well... i am becoming a coffee addict... and its all school's fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol btw i am sorry if this post doesn't make sure because i am only half conscious and my brain stopped working when i finished both of my assignments. Drama this year is actually very difficult... for the assignment we had to write a critical review that's 1000+ (it doesn't have to be that long... but i needed at least 1000 words to put my ideas across) Lucky rutherford drama class bet you guys don't have to do that?? I wish we can just fool around like we used to... but no reality sets in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I often regret coming back to Hong Kong.. but sometimes i don't. I hate hk because everyone works so hard... and everyday its like a challenge, everynight there's piles and piles of hwk and I spend at least 2 hours on them.  But that's just hwk... we still need to allocate time for assignemnts and revisions....  i hate it. But i love it at the same time. You see, i reckon i can only work if i am pressured and forced to do something. If you let me do anything i won't do anything... I lack self-descipline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea I am breaking down... I have been distancing myself from my friends in HK simply because i don't even have the energy to socialise... geez i wonder how other ppl are coping!?!?!?!? Maybe they are used to it... maybe i am just weak and lazy. But yea... exams next week... i am falling apart... but the show must go on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry i have lots more to say but i really need to sleep... so ... till next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A..................... bucket&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236361-111658503558498986?l=yukkit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/feeds/111658503558498986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236361&amp;postID=111658503558498986' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111658503558498986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111658503558498986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/2005/05/on-edge-of-breaking-down.html' title='On the edge of breaking down...'/><author><name>Yuk-Kit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00096837321905396401</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236361.post-111640469180773965</id><published>2005-05-18T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T19:21:27.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breakfast + Redbull = THE way to learn and handle school</title><content type='html'>"i am gay~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;nup, i havnt gone crazy and im not lying...&lt;br /&gt;i am gay...........&lt;br /&gt;really.............yukki~"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol don't worry about that part derek m and helen l wrote it (sweet... but evil couple lol)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236361-111640469180773965?l=yukkit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/feeds/111640469180773965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236361&amp;postID=111640469180773965' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111640469180773965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111640469180773965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/2005/05/breakfast-redbull-way-to-learn-and.html' title='Breakfast + Redbull = THE way to learn and handle school'/><author><name>Yuk-Kit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00096837321905396401</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236361.post-111613794108823069</id><published>2005-05-15T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T14:19:01.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So hot today...</title><content type='html'>Hey guys! I am at my uncle's place, doing my "massive" legal studies assignment about human rights. Kinda stuck. This morning i ran the 8km competition... pretty good i guess i wasn't one of the last people but obviously not one of the fastest people...  I think i improved a bit from the last competition although i never train much... My uncle and aunty are going to a running competition in Australia (not that they are VERY good.. they just like to go overseas and run..) and guess what!? they might bring me as well next year!!! that would be very cool... and also london and stuff... it would be SO cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if i talked about this but the chinese opera version of "Romeo and Juliet" was so cool! The yr11 chinese class at my school created it and it was amazing!! Well done guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well nothing to talk about except its steaming in hk... so tata!&lt;br /&gt;A steaming bucket&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236361-111613794108823069?l=yukkit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/feeds/111613794108823069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236361&amp;postID=111613794108823069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111613794108823069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111613794108823069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/2005/05/so-hot-today.html' title='So hot today...'/><author><name>Yuk-Kit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00096837321905396401</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-12236361.post-111598660014828956</id><published>2005-05-13T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T20:16:40.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/5239/640/DSC014711.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/5239/320/DSC014712.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i know i have published this before but that one doesn't count because it was so small... and i don't have huge nostrils!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236361-111598660014828956?l=yukkit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/feeds/111598660014828956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236361&amp;postID=111598660014828956' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111598660014828956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111598660014828956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-know-i-know-i-have-published-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Yuk-Kit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00096837321905396401</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236361.post-111598650979846381</id><published>2005-05-13T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T20:15:50.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/5239/640/DSC01492.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/5239/320/DSC01492.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww... what a family!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236361-111598650979846381?l=yukkit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/feeds/111598650979846381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236361&amp;postID=111598650979846381' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111598650979846381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111598650979846381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/2005/05/aww.html' title=''/><author><name>Yuk-Kit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00096837321905396401</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-12236361.post-111598630195233921</id><published>2005-05-13T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T20:11:41.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/5239/640/Freya%2C%20matt%20Cas%20and%20al.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/5239/320/Freya%2C%20matt%20Cas%20and%20al1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol few friends i made in hk... note the ugliness of the uniform!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236361-111598630195233921?l=yukkit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/feeds/111598630195233921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236361&amp;postID=111598630195233921' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111598630195233921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111598630195233921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/2005/05/lol-few-friends-i-made-in-hk_13.html' title=''/><author><name>Yuk-Kit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00096837321905396401</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236361.post-111591834878352692</id><published>2005-05-13T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T01:21:47.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE HISTORY OF MICHAEL JACKSON'S FACE</title><content type='html'>Hey guys i thought i would say a good morning to everyone!! although you guys are probably all asleep, lol. Just trying out the "link" function... it is suppose to link to a website that talks about the history of Michael Jackson's face change, quite funny i was surfing through it in Ancient History yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now i am awake doing my biology... its due tommorrow, well, to be precise, in about 8 hours time. I hope i can finish it and go to bed at 2am... unlikely to happen. I have so much other stuff to do!! Newspaper!! Revision!! Maths!! Revision!! Legal Studies "Massive" assignment!! Ergh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol sorry serene for calling you today... i didn't mean it.. but... who knows..?? Hint hint. Sorry Doris as well i didn't mean it... it was Sharina. Sorry Helen as well as well, i was really interested, sorry. Lol sorry to everyone else who doesn't understand this section. Let's just say... i had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well! not much to talk about today except in drama we fooled the teacher (a reliever) by telling her we are discussing about writing our scripts... but we were just chatting about random things. At the end of the class she asked us what our written scripts are gonna be about... lol we just told her random things and she believed us!! The bond got stronger... i think. Paris and I are becoming friends as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG the movie Australian Rules! is so weird...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayz, enough of me, tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bucket&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236361-111591834878352692?l=yukkit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://anomalies-unlimited.com/Jackson.html' title='THE HISTORY OF MICHAEL JACKSON&apos;S FACE'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/feeds/111591834878352692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236361&amp;postID=111591834878352692' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111591834878352692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111591834878352692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/2005/05/history-of-michael-jacksons-face.html' title='THE HISTORY OF MICHAEL JACKSON&apos;S FACE'/><author><name>Yuk-Kit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00096837321905396401</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236361.post-111579630478772603</id><published>2005-05-11T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T15:25:04.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sneaky sneaky...</title><content type='html'>Right now i am in the library, along with my legal studies class, researching and doing our legal studies assignment... I was gonna research on Euthanasia but changed my mind since too many ppl were doing it, so i am going to research the Universal Declaration of Human Rights... It's actually very interesting. But it was difficult to do my assignment formally... i am very tempted to just copy everything from the net. But nah i wanna get 100% for this assignment. So i am suppose to concentrate on my research right? but nah i can't concentrate right now... too tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got 93% for my monolouge yesterday!! Pretty good i thought but the teacher says i need to remember to use gaps and silences to make my performance more effective and "tension"ly. Lol i have a 8km run on sunday... so i must practise today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayz i am gonna go off... mite write some more tonite.... cu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yukitirina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236361-111579630478772603?l=yukkit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/feeds/111579630478772603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236361&amp;postID=111579630478772603' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111579630478772603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111579630478772603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/2005/05/sneaky-sneaky.html' title='Sneaky sneaky...'/><author><name>Yuk-Kit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00096837321905396401</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236361.post-111573916637485288</id><published>2005-05-10T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T23:32:46.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lots to get through in this post...</title><content type='html'>Lol fine fine it seems to me that ppl are actually reading this blog site so i mite start posting again. (jk jk) Nah the real reason why i wasn't posting last week was because... i was too lazy. lol i couldn't even concentrate on writing the posts. But since few ppl keep telling me to update my blog... i feel that its my duty and honour to write an interesting a long post today. (blah blah blah...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well its 11:00 pm right now, having a cup of coffee and about to start my hwk and revisions after writing this post. I have been having lots of random thoughts and mood swings lately... due to mysterious reasons... mainly to do with people and relationships. Might get into that later. Right now i am just gonna write anything that comes into my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visited Prue in the hospital today with Doris, Wendy and Shar. Prue looked fine actually!! But she was dead for 7 seconds... her heart stopped beating for 7 seconds... thats kinda interesting really, but unfortunately she didn't see "the otherside". Instead she had a dream about soccer... somethings wrong with that girl. Lol but i enjoyed talking to her again + meeting her mum for the first time! She looked so much different from what i had on my mind... she's so... young and "free" i guess. Its a pity i can't visit her again tommorrow with the guys... she's gonna be out of the hopsital at lunch. Get well soon prue!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been reading this book call "Deadly Unna?" in english... SO BORING. Well its not exactly boring its just... dull... I mean, we are suppose to compare this book to looking for alibrandi and all i can say is... Alibrandi was good and this sucked. Seriously, it tries to discuss a lot of issues like racisms, parental abuse, friends, love and death... but doesn't really go into deep in any of it... all the ideas and themes are so... vague. And the main character was too unique, and its hard to relate to him since he thinks to himself a lot, which is kinda like me but our circumstances are totally different and i just can't connect with the book. We haven't even written any essays this year yet!!! (Except the visual art ones... but they are different) and we are expected to write 2 in the exams! (Which are two weeks away, btw) Ms. Fairweather is such a slacker!!! Really like her tho, she's so cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol it kinda stinks in my new school how we aren't allowed on the fields when its raining. For the past few days, Hong Kong had been raining heavily for a few hours a day. Lol it was funny and disatourous how all our lockers got wet... but the field thing!! why aren't we allowed on the fields!! Its not like i usually go down to the fields and play... but i wanna play in the rain... but when it rains in hk it never stops and its... too humid i guess. It doesn't feel good like NZ rain... I miss new zealand! And one thing that's really annoying is that moisture keeps on affecting the fire alarms and they start ringing randomly... which ticks me off so much!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol btw, i tried to create a blog in the msn space thingy, but didn't work because i wasn't able to put all the posts on this site to that site with the right format... so i guess i'll be stuck in this blogspot thingy for quite sometime... its not that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised Paris (Kiwis, she's my new school's head girl)  and I have 5 similar subjects... lol that's why we are seeing each other lots... we don't talk much tho... but she's a nice person. Oh that reminded me... I had a drama assessment today. We had to do a monolouge. My monolouge was kinda like John Barton, about how pressured i was by my parents and wanting to commit suicide. I think i did an ok job but i missed a few lines. Lol it was funny how Paris and Elise thought my monolouge was actually about me and i want to commit suicide... no girls i only do one science and my father passed away ages ago. Other ppls were quite good... People at my new school are GOOD at improvising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a "twelfth night" rehersal last thursday (a Shakespeare play, btw) It was ok... i am not gonna wear purple and pink (LOL it would have been so funny if i was going to!!!! remember my speech my fellow kiwis???) but pink and yellow... eww. Apparently the duke's sexuality is uncertain so maybe that's why i got the role, great. i like playing him tho its easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEYOND THE WHITEBOARD was published last week!!! I was so proud!!! GO my newspaper team GO! I must say it have been a success.... MWHAHHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone has been hacking my msn... because some of my "special" conversations are missing from my message history... pretty scared... who's the pervert!??!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's maths... and relationships to talk about... but i might stop now... so... tata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yuk-Kit (i called myself Yukki because Al says it and it sounds... funny and.. little)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236361-111573916637485288?l=yukkit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/feeds/111573916637485288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236361&amp;postID=111573916637485288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111573916637485288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111573916637485288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/2005/05/lots-to-get-through-in-this-post.html' title='Lots to get through in this post...'/><author><name>Yuk-Kit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00096837321905396401</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-12236361.post-111522052313862736</id><published>2005-05-04T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T18:50:52.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day, another thought</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;Well its 11:00 in the evening (just starting to write up this post) i haven't done any hwk yet, because i have been chatting to Al on msn and before that i was reading this very interesting article on dominatrix and submissve thing. Oh lord i am such a sick person. I will do hwk after i finish this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a fine day for me. Some major thing happened at school, will get to that later. Went to school feeling quite nervous about the speech i was gonna make about newspaper... i always get nervous before going on stage or speeches... i think i did a fine job but i could have practised my speech more... i kept on forgetting my lines (well, i made up half of that speech in form time) But i think its great that ppl are actually interested (some of course, not most.) in this newspaper thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Prue i think you need foundation when you go on stage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:18;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;lol that was so funny. Prue looked really pale with the stage lights on her... she looked, literally "dead". But she gave a really good speech and i LOVED it when she imidated the accent!!! She was so good!!! The rest of the assembly was boring except the japan presentation with that beautiful beautiful japnese song that sounds really familiar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess everyone knows about the incident that happened at lunch (sori fellow kiwis, if u are interested you can always ask me on msn) Personally i think that's outrageous and pretty scary... and i feel very sorry for the little kid... poor him i think he mite need to see a psychologist... (of course, after spending time in the hospital) Well due to reasons i won't dwell on this matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the rest of the day went on fine... mr. o'connor had a go at me because i didn't do my hwk (hey i wasn't the only one!) but i think i can handle to test on friday. Not sure if i would be good enough to carry on with extension tho. Well, i don't really give a damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's something i was gonna talk about but forgot... oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUKKI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236361-111522052313862736?l=yukkit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/feeds/111522052313862736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236361&amp;postID=111522052313862736' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111522052313862736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111522052313862736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/2005/05/another-day-another-thought.html' title='Another day, another thought'/><author><name>Yuk-Kit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00096837321905396401</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236361.post-111505773328932127</id><published>2005-05-03T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T02:15:33.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My anchor</title><content type='html'>ello ello everyone. I am just doing my maths assignments, so hard... well i got really bored i thought i might randomly post something online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few days haven't been the most productive days of my life, but i did do a lot of thinking and talking (on msn). Just a few days ago i found myself lost in the world of schoolwork, study, love, newspaper, friends and future. I was so worried about each and everyone of them, and i had no way of releasing any of my pressure and stress. But somehow, yesterday or today, i found myself relieved from these worries, maybe its because i indulged myself in computer/ ps2 games, but i think its because i found my anchor again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year was waaay more stressful than this year. Not acamdemically, but extra-cirricularly and relationships wise. But last year i always had someone with me, someone who's always there for me and back me up for most things. That person comforted me and calmed me down when i failed and get very very grumpy at things. I took it for granted last year, i thought it was normal for me to reliev most my stress and pressures onto that person. Last year i actually thought i was really independent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not this year. This year i realised how hard it is to be on your own. I mean, its not hard doing things on your own, but its difficult when you don't have someone whom you can rely on and get comfort from. That's why i have been feeling so lonely and so stressed about a lot of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, finally, yesterday/today, i found out that i actually have someone this year. I could tell this person anything, i could share with him/her my worries, concerns, anything! That's why although i am still very worried that i might not finish all my work on time, i am not so lonely and stressed anymore, because finally, i have found my anchor again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236361-111505773328932127?l=yukkit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/feeds/111505773328932127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236361&amp;postID=111505773328932127' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111505773328932127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111505773328932127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-anchor.html' title='My anchor'/><author><name>Yuk-Kit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00096837321905396401</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-12236361.post-111486866434843555</id><published>2005-04-30T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T21:44:24.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored?</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone sorry didn't post again! Maybe i am going to post less frequently now... my life is getting less interesting. Anyway i am bored to death today... woke up at 11am... and it was so HOT! i keep sweating and sweating... and couldn't concentrate on doing any of my sch work. Did vaccuming and laundry and spend the rest of my time playing computer games... feel like wasting time! Noone to go out with... Prue's broke and shar is concentrating on her sch work.... prue's talking less and less on msn... i wonder why? Maybe she's going out with someone lol... no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had the first ever Twelfth Night rehersal on thursday... went pretty well! Ms. white is quite strict but she gives me lots of good advice which is great! I have so much to work on tho... "If music be the food of love, play on! " that line is gonna need so much work!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Newspaper went well as well. Went to school at lunch because i felt so sick and my eyes hurt like hell. For the first part of the newspaper meeting i couldn't think at all! So i ended up telling them to do stupid things... guilty guilty. Serene and bambi worked so hard tho... go girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't think of anything else to write.... so many inner thoughts but i don't wanna share.... so... until next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236361-111486866434843555?l=yukkit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/feeds/111486866434843555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236361&amp;postID=111486866434843555' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111486866434843555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111486866434843555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/2005/04/bored.html' title='Bored?'/><author><name>Yuk-Kit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00096837321905396401</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236361.post-111459887393170817</id><published>2005-04-27T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T18:47:53.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time no see...</title><content type='html'>I am sorry!!! I have been so tired these few days so i couldn't write anything... sorry!!! These few days were not good... i dunno why, but i get tired very very easily these few days... maybe its because i am not having coffee? lol. But it bothers me because i can't concentrate and get my study done. However, i am beginning to do my homework! especially maths and bio! Bio is still annoying.... so much work. I doubt i can get my practical report draft done on fri...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea monday was ANZAC day... the choir performed "Abide with me" and "In Flanders fields" and we didn't sound that bad... much better than espie ones, lol. YAY prue is finally back from ACAMIS, though she's really sick tho... poor girl. Still having issues with ppl at school but i would rather not talk about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had an extra newsppaer meeting today... all went well and i think we are publishing on friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really.... i am so tired i can't write now... see u guys sometime later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: derek and helen are SO cute together&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236361-111459887393170817?l=yukkit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/feeds/111459887393170817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236361&amp;postID=111459887393170817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111459887393170817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111459887393170817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/2005/04/long-time-no-see.html' title='Long time no see...'/><author><name>Yuk-Kit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00096837321905396401</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-12236361.post-111433231115828581</id><published>2005-04-24T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T16:45:11.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random thoughts</title><content type='html'>Yes sorry didn't write again yesterday... was drowning in confusion. Ok, first thing, had a HUGE msn fight with Keedon, and now we swear we'll hate each other forever. great. but do i? do i really hate him as much as i say i do? Maybe... his insults hurt me more than anyone could. Why tho? i am always good dealing with them, i don't give a shit if ppl call me "fag", "gay", "bitch" etc... why am i so vulnerable to his insults? maybe its the way he says it... maybe he really mean it while other ppl don't, i really don't know... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does he hate me so much tho? I mean, the gossips/rumours i have done on him are so insignificant to the ones i did on Heather/Shen, lindsey etc, they didn't mind that much.. why does he? DId i hurt him that much? i don't want ppl to hate me...  but oh well that's life i guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And am i shallow? i suppose i am. I don't want to be but i can't help to be shallow. But who's not shallow when they are a teenager? why do i get accused of everything? (Sounds like a teenager now...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. I don't care. I don't want to hurt anyone. I don't want anyone to hurt me. I don't want to be shallow. I don't want to be me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my life, everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236361-111433231115828581?l=yukkit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/feeds/111433231115828581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236361&amp;postID=111433231115828581' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111433231115828581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111433231115828581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/2005/04/random-thoughts.html' title='Random thoughts'/><author><name>Yuk-Kit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00096837321905396401</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236361.post-111416836524659617</id><published>2005-04-22T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T20:35:15.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If music be food of love, play on!</title><content type='html'>Well, well, well... Rowan won... i lost. He got Feste, a cool amazing character and i am stuck with Duke... a weak lame character... well i guess its not that bad, i thought i might be him anyway coz it suits my acting past and i can do that role quite well. Lol Bart is Sir toby (no suprise there... they required a big character, afterall) and Elise has to play Maria... and they have to get married... wouldn't that be cute! Lol still remember how Elise said Bart was "unattractive" and could he stop his "stupid show-offs" (or something similar) Steph is Viola so that was kind of unexpected, and poor Paris has to play Olivia, hope she doesn't mind. Bart told me that the Duke is a pathetic snobbish character so i could play it very well... gee thx. (Dislike him more and more)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Do you want a new one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS Didn't write yesterday coz i was so tired trying to fix the newspaper articles. Lol one funny thing was when Doris broke Shar's nose accidentally and Graham keeps on asking if she needs a nose job or "want a new nose" like Michael Jacksons... don't you just find him so funny at times!!!!! He gets a bit too far sometimes tho... The study seminar we went to was ok... i found out i was an auditory, visual and kinesthetic kind of learning person!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway today had its ups and downs... Went to school early so i could have a chat to ppl like Shar and Matt. Matt is actually very fun and interesting to talk to when Al is not around! So yea went to Drama and did a bit of characterization for our assessments. I decided to be a character that wants to commit suicide, wanted to be that character when i hmmed "with or without you" and remembered John Barton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finish Alibrandi in english. It is so good! I don't care i have seen it so many times.! its good! Done some assignment questions from maths, couldn't do half. Don't know what i am going to do. ALmost cried on train today when reading that chapter when Nonna confesses to Josie about what she has done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Newspaper committee was hectic. So much work to be done and so confusing to do them. I guess we are a bit young... we don't know how to work with things... we need more experience! Especially the juniors! I have so much i wanna say but can't because ppl might get really pissed at me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt so lonely after the newspaper meeting, i need someone to talk to... someone who really knows me, my dark secrets and cares about how i feel... where the hell are you prue!?!?!?!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236361-111416836524659617?l=yukkit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/feeds/111416836524659617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236361&amp;postID=111416836524659617' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111416836524659617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111416836524659617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/2005/04/if-music-be-food-of-love-play-on.html' title='If music be food of love, play on!'/><author><name>Yuk-Kit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00096837321905396401</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236361.post-111401079100141095</id><published>2005-04-20T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T23:26:31.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/5239/320/Dominic%20and%20Billy%202.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/5239/200/Dominic%20and%20Billy%202.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY!!! Billy and Dominic! i love Billy he can so act and he sings so good!!! Can't believe how old he is tho... ( 35 or something) &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236361-111401079100141095?l=yukkit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/feeds/111401079100141095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236361&amp;postID=111401079100141095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111401079100141095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111401079100141095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/2005/04/yay-billy-and-dominic-i-love-billy-he.html' title=''/><author><name>Yuk-Kit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00096837321905396401</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-12236361.post-111401075106938467</id><published>2005-04-20T23:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T23:25:51.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/5239/320/arwen.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/5239/200/arwen.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arwen... i think she's really pretty&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236361-111401075106938467?l=yukkit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/feeds/111401075106938467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236361&amp;postID=111401075106938467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111401075106938467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111401075106938467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/2005/04/arwen.html' title=''/><author><name>Yuk-Kit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00096837321905396401</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-12236361.post-111401072072503461</id><published>2005-04-20T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T23:25:20.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/5239/320/David.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/5239/200/David.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David Wahem? or something... didn't like him much in LOTR, so funny in van helsing tho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236361-111401072072503461?l=yukkit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/feeds/111401072072503461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236361&amp;postID=111401072072503461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111401072072503461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111401072072503461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/2005/04/david-wahem-or-something.html' title=''/><author><name>Yuk-Kit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00096837321905396401</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-12236361.post-111401066609477337</id><published>2005-04-20T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T23:24:26.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/5239/320/Merry%205.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/5239/200/Merry%205.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another one, Dominic something... isn't he hot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236361-111401066609477337?l=yukkit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/feeds/111401066609477337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236361&amp;postID=111401066609477337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111401066609477337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111401066609477337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/2005/04/another-one-dominic-something.html' title=''/><author><name>Yuk-Kit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00096837321905396401</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-12236361.post-111401060911655010</id><published>2005-04-20T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T23:23:29.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/5239/320/Liv_sweet.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/5239/200/Liv_sweet.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well just sending a few photos of my favourite stars in Lord of the Rings... aren't they hot? &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236361-111401060911655010?l=yukkit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/feeds/111401060911655010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236361&amp;postID=111401060911655010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111401060911655010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111401060911655010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/2005/04/well-just-sending-few-photos-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Yuk-Kit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00096837321905396401</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-12236361.post-111401020920990744</id><published>2005-04-20T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T23:16:49.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Friendship" day</title><content type='html'>Well today was the 1st ever AISHK "friendship" day, for those that do not come to AISHK, its like valentine's day, but BETTER (yes paris it is better... and of course it's not a copy of valentines day!)  Lol seriously its better because valentines day was just for couples, and for poor ppl like me who don't really get anything on valetines day... (my relationships aren't like that...) I might actually get something for friendship day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i did!!!!! From Shar and Prue!!! So sweet thx a lot!!!!!!!! I will post the pic of the flowers later... can't find my usb cable at the moment lol. Other ppl got heaps more than me but i don't give a damn! Lol but it was funny how ivan didn't get one for serene and strange how derek didn't give anything to helen. (I was gonna give u something helen!!! But then i thought derek might mind!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rowan was in a clown suit when handing out the flowers and chocolate... which really confirmed his role of feste... ergh!!!! I wanna be feste... well i guess i will probably be one of the attendents then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was fine for me... did a shockingly bad job in bio practical because i didn't know what to do... well at least i think so...  Bart actually helped me quite a lot because i didn't know how to turn on the bunsen burner lol... he helped me so that's really nice of him! I still haven't told sloman i lost my book.... i have to tho otherwise she would get so mad at me... (altho she is already) Maths was ok because the stuff we did today (simultaneous equations) i did them before in nz!!!! (Thx Calum... without u, today i would have died)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL i got a bronze award for china cycling! I guess its because i was very determined to finish the course... but didn't. Lunch... well we could have perfected our english collage and get band 6 marks... but prue didn't want to so... band 4 maybe. ergh... very disappointed indeed. We watched Pride and Prejudice in LEGAL STUDIES because fairweather just didn't wanna teach, but it was great fun... i love that movie. I got 76% for my ancient history so i thought it was ok although i knew i could have done so much better... stupid biology!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i dunno what's happening to newspaper...  i don't wanna talk about it... ergh... sigh...&lt;br /&gt;Feel like sleeping, maybe i will stop writing... forgot something important... oh yea lol must tell white all the gossips! I have the "punk - beauty (brain) - brain" triangle and the "super brain - super brain" to tell!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236361-111401020920990744?l=yukkit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/feeds/111401020920990744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236361&amp;postID=111401020920990744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111401020920990744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111401020920990744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/2005/04/friendship-day.html' title='&quot;Friendship&quot; day'/><author><name>Yuk-Kit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00096837321905396401</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-12236361.post-111398843832484105</id><published>2005-04-20T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T17:13:58.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling lonely....</title><content type='html'>Lol the reason why i posted that love poem/article is that i think it sounds right and cool, not that i wanna discourage anyone from loving anyone. (Although i think its highly unlikely that we fall in love so easily when we are so young... lol i have a perfect example... but couldn't tell!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yea i don't know why, but i am feeling so lonely at the moment. It's not that i don' t have friends, i have some awesome friends and they are all super-cool! It's just that...  i am so confused about who i truly like/love (highly unlikely) or lust. I mean, i wouldn't mind having a lustful relationship at the moment, i just need somebody i guess... is it just me who feels this way? Probably... noone has a better relationship than me last year! This year is just a total let-down...  ERGH!!! I NEED SOMEONE I WANT SOMEONE! I wanna continuing filling in my sex/love/life book!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Anyone who would want to make a move on me, please do coz i would probably say yes to anyone lol... i am that desperate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236361-111398843832484105?l=yukkit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/feeds/111398843832484105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236361&amp;postID=111398843832484105' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111398843832484105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111398843832484105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/2005/04/feeling-lonely.html' title='Feeling lonely....'/><author><name>Yuk-Kit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00096837321905396401</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12236361.post-111390658732928266</id><published>2005-04-19T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T16:49:31.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="rte"  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" lang="EN-US"&gt;WHAT IS LOVE??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" lang="EN-US"&gt;When we claim that it is love we have for someone…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" lang="EN-US"&gt;are we correct? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;SOMETHING TO THINK OVER… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;~~ Are you palms sweaty? Is your heart racing? And is your voice caught in your chest?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;It isn’t love…it’s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;LIKE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;~~You can’t keep your eyes….or hands off them? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;It isn’t love…it’s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;LUST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;~~Do you want them because you know they’re there? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;It isn’t love…it’s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;LONLINESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;~~Are you there because it’s what everyone wants? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;It isn’t love…it’s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 255);" lang="EN-US"&gt;LOYALTY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 255);" lang="EN-US"&gt;/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 255);" lang="EN-US"&gt;PEER PRESSURE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;u style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;~~Are you there because they’ve kissed you or held your hand?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 255);" lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;It isn’t love…it’s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 255);" lang="EN-US"&gt;LOW CONFIDENCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;u&gt;~~ Do you stay for their confessions of love because you don’t want to hurt them? &lt;/u&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;It isn’t love…it’s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;PITY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;~~Do you belong to them because seeing them makes your heart skip a beat? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;It isn’t love…it’s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;INFACTUATION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;~~Do you pardon their faults because you care about them? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 102);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;It isn’t love…it’s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 102);" lang="EN-US"&gt;FRIENDSHIP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 102);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(180, 176, 0);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;~~ Do you tell them everyday that they’re the only one you think of? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;It isn’t love…it’s a&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(180, 176, 0);" lang="EN-US"&gt;LIE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(180, 176, 0);" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;~~Are you willing to give them all their favourite things for their sake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;It isn’t love…it’s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;CHARITY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-NZ"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-NZ"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-NZ"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-NZ"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-NZ"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-NZ"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-NZ"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-NZ"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-NZ"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-NZ"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" lang="EN-US"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" lang="EN-US"&gt;**Does you heart ache and break when they’re sad?**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;Then it’s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" lang="EN-US"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);" lang="EN-US"&gt;**Do their eyes see your heart, and touch you soul so deeply it hurts? **&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;Then it’s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);" lang="EN-US"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 102);" lang="EN-US"&gt;**&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Do you stay because a blinding incomprehensible  mix of pain and relation pulls you close and holds you there? &lt;/span&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;Then it’s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 102);" lang="EN-US"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;**Do you cry for their pain even when they’re strong? **&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;Then it’s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 102);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 102);" lang="EN-US"&gt;**Do you accept their faults because it’s a part of who they are?** &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 102);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 102);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;Then it’s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 102);" lang="EN-US"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 102);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 102);" lang="EN-US"&gt;**Are you attracted to others, but stay with them faithfully without regret? **&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;Then it’s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 102);" lang="EN-US"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 188, 0);" lang="EN-US"&gt;**Would you allow them to leave you not because they want to…but because they have to? **&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 188, 0);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 188, 0);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;Then it’s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 188, 0);" lang="EN-US"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 188, 0);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 204);" lang="EN-US"&gt;**Would you give them your heart, your life, your death? **&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;Then it’s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 204);" lang="EN-US"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Now if love is painful and tortures us so, why do we love? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="background: rgb(217, 217, 217) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background: rgb(217, 217, 217) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" lang="EN-US"&gt;Why is it all that we search for during our life? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background: rgb(217, 217, 217) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;This pain, this agony? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Why do we long for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" lang="EN-US"&gt;This torture… this powerful death of self &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;WHY?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;The answer is simple…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;because it is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" lang="EN-US"&gt;“It is such an addiction that even people who don’t have love, wish to experience and share it”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;Falling in love isn’t the end of the Journey…. It’s only the beginning…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236361-111390658732928266?l=yukkit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/feeds/111390658732928266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236361&amp;postID=111390658732928266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111390658732928266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111390658732928266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/2005/04/love.html' title='LOVE'/><author><name>Yuk-Kit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00096837321905396401</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-12236361.post-111390559444472738</id><published>2005-04-19T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T18:13:14.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/5239/320/Prue.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/5239/200/Prue.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol Jo!!! Someone wanted to see what u look like... hope u don't mind!!! u look gorgeous in it anyway!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236361-111390559444472738?l=yukkit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/feeds/111390559444472738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236361&amp;postID=111390559444472738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111390559444472738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111390559444472738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/2005/04/lol-jo-someone-wanted-to-see-what-u.html' title=''/><author><name>Yuk-Kit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00096837321905396401</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-12236361.post-111390514965117486</id><published>2005-04-19T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T21:25:18.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A pleasant day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:webdings;" &gt;Everything was ok today i guess! Nothing interesting happened today... well if there is i couldn't tell! (wink wink at a certain person) Woke up late this morning so i didn't meet jo and her sis at lai king. Went to school by myself, while trying to study ancient history on the way... anicent history is easy if i have time to study because the teacher basically tells us whats in the tests. At formtime everyone was talking about friendship day, and who's gonna give who a flower/ box of candy etc... i am gonna give the "friendship" things to three people... anoymously so they'll get excited (althought they probably would have guessed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drama was kinda fun, we did some improvisation warm-ups, i really suck at them... but then we act out scenes from the fishermen script and i thought i did ok, but paris (my partner) didn't think so lol... well she's a professional. In english we watched pride and prejudcie, fairweather was so excited at the part when Colin Firth was taking a bath... i reckon she would have paused it if we weren't there. But unfortunately we are not gonna study Pride and prejudice anymore... instead we are gonna study... Looking for Alibrandi!!! (Yay that's right my nz friends!!! Josie remember?) So i can probably read through the book in a day... but it's a good book. The ancient history test was as expected, and i did well i think... but the first part (we did that on friday) was crap so i wouldn't get a high mark. :( In legal i just read the Alibrandi book... they talked about the murder case yesterday (so boring)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to choir at lunch... we are getting better but still no good... Mcgregor said a yr 10 boy is gonna come and join choir and apparently he's good so that's good. We need so much more boys in the choir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"I wasn't talking to you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Lol Joey said that to me when she was actually talking to the person behind me and i thought she was talking to me. It was so funny.... she's so direct lol. i actually got 70% on my test so i was really happy! The class average was 65%! yay! (Lol i thought i got 35% because the mark was 35/50) Keedon got 90%..... i'll get there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bio was boring!!!! Sloman wasn't there (thank god) but it worries me too because we have an experiment tommorrow and i have no idea what i am going to do!!!! I am screwed again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterschool, me shar and jo did our english collage, it went well!!!!!!!!! except for some technical problems (not in time with music) it was perfect!!!! BUT WE WILL DO IT TOMMORROW AGAIN AT LUNCH!!! PLEASE JO!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236361-111390514965117486?l=yukkit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/feeds/111390514965117486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236361&amp;postID=111390514965117486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111390514965117486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111390514965117486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/2005/04/pleasant-day.html' title='A pleasant day'/><author><name>Yuk-Kit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00096837321905396401</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-12236361.post-111383024441966825</id><published>2005-04-18T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T21:17:24.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brighter day than i thought it would be!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;So i went to sleep last night at 12pm ish and  wake up at 2am ish to finish my bio summary notes, maths revision and drama designer thing. In the end, i could only finish my drama (took 2 ~ 3 hours! and i had to draw!!!!) and my summary notes so i thougtht a big fat zero for maths for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i had to rush to the MTR station to catch the train because i was late for meeting jo and her sister... geez and i miss breakfast... again. (Anyone has breakfast these days?) So yea went to school and tried to learn permutations and combinations and inequalities for maths, as well as trying to find fairweather to plead for an extension for english... didn't work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Yuk-Kit I think one page is enough for all your answers?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Lol O'Connor didn't expect me to do much... i thought i was screwed for the test as well, but i actually did pretty well! (To my standards, of course) i mean, i can actually answer most of the questions! so that brightened my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In english Fairweather actually gave us an extension!!!! She's such an understanding teacher!!! She's awesome!!!! Lol much better than other teachers... anywayz we watched pride and prejudice and it was quite good (the british accent and style of speaking was really funny as well) and i reckon one of the ladies look like michael jackson, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO WHERE ARE MY POSTERS!???!?!?!?!?!?! My stupid newspaper team only gave me 2 posters today... i said i wanted ALL 5!!!! Ergh... i am totally gonna beat up those ppl who hasn't done them!!!!  WATCH OUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bio was pretty interesting today, i mean, Sloman was pretty annoyed with me because i lost my bio book, and we found out that we have to do this another experiment on wed and the stuff we did in class was just confusing... so i thought it was crap. We did a class simulation of diffusion but that's just stupid. But yea then she told us what marks we got for the report and the test, and AMAZINGLY I GOT 90%!!!! I was so happy!!!!!! So happy!!!!! I thought i failed!!!!! But no!!!!!!!! It's an awesome feeling when u thought u did really bad and u actually did ok. Keedon got 100% tho... i'll aim for that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NONE OF YOUR FUCKEN BUSINESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to hear a murder court case for legal studies that afternoon, it was interesting but then i nearly laughed out loud when one of the lawyers imidated the "deceased" and said (really loud) "NONE OF YOUR FUCKING BUSINESS!" But i felt sorry for that lawyer who didn't really know how to speak english and was struggling to put his ideas across... i think he didn't stand a chance. The judge was a bitch too. Well after what i have seen today, i think i can be a very good lawyer indeed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236361-111383024441966825?l=yukkit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/feeds/111383024441966825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236361&amp;postID=111383024441966825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111383024441966825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111383024441966825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/2005/04/brighter-day-than-i-thought-it-would.html' title='Brighter day than i thought it would be!!!!'/><author><name>Yuk-Kit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00096837321905396401</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-12236361.post-111374921974934142</id><published>2005-04-17T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T22:46:59.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/5239/320/DSC014711.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/5239/200/DSC01471.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236361-111374921974934142?l=yukkit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/feeds/111374921974934142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236361&amp;postID=111374921974934142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111374921974934142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111374921974934142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/2005/04/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Yuk-Kit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00096837321905396401</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-12236361.post-111374803816968592</id><published>2005-04-17T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T22:46:22.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/5239/640/014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/5239/320/014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo just trying out this "hello" thing, its one of the photos from the china cycling trip &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" alt="Posted by Hello" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236361-111374803816968592?l=yukkit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/feeds/111374803816968592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236361&amp;postID=111374803816968592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111374803816968592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111374803816968592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/2005/04/yo-just-trying-out-this-hello-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>Yuk-Kit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00096837321905396401</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-12236361.post-111374703684513950</id><published>2005-04-17T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T20:42:25.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling a bit down</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Well, lets see if i can keep posting regularly this time... (proabably not... but i want to!) I found this Blogger site when i was reading one of my best friends, calum's msn profile. He had a link to his blogger site so i checked it out, it was pretty neat and it just looked so cool that i wanna make one as well... so here i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now i am feeling really low, thinking about my biology test and ancient history test last friday... i did a shocking job and i think i failed both... i couldn't face sloman if i failed... she would be so disappointed at me! I hate making teachers feel disappointed. And today i just found out that my biology field report's contents page is messed up and i probably forgot to put the location map in... i am so fucked right now. So i might have failed that one as well... i think i might breakdown if i fail both my bio stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well talking to prue cheered me up a bit... lol i must remember to give her my phone number or else i would have a huge phone bill. Just sent emails to my newspaper committee. Things are going so well for the newspaper! i am so excited that we might really publish something good... i think its gonna be great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also feeling low because of the school play. I am so sure that i will not have the part i want (Feste) because Rowan's definitely gonna get it. So i might end up with a terrible role or worse than that, i might not even be in the school play!!!!!!!!! and this is going to be my last!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, my school life is pretty much fucked up, maybe i should really start working my butt off. Well, right now i am gonna do biology, drama and maths... and the maths test is tommorrow! Weep... i need someone.... to help me... help me...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12236361-111374703684513950?l=yukkit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/feeds/111374703684513950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12236361&amp;postID=111374703684513950' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111374703684513950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12236361/posts/default/111374703684513950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukkit.blogspot.com/2005/04/feeling-bit-down.html' title='Feeling a bit down'/><author><name>Yuk-Kit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00096837321905396401</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>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
