<?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-5557418543724299563</id><updated>2011-07-30T08:43:14.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Go-On!!!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557418543724299563/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ishimaru Miharu...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06057756950670094949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__rRLZbrSVQw/SZkp7-Clk5I/AAAAAAAAABw/mVOhuAEubHk/S220/My+Birthday+Party+009.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5557418543724299563.post-5117861360576292210</id><published>2010-04-01T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T23:21:59.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;Yo ppl... Look who's back... ME!!!&lt;br /&gt;Today going to talk abt things not said for long time...&lt;br /&gt;Tat's I had learnt how to dance SHINee's Ring Ding Dong, Replay &amp;amp; A.Mi.Go... Practise for long time... Also Chinese O-level is only 2 months away!!! so nervous... My chinese have diproving... have to find a way to improve... my dad is helping me with tat... as for maths... I have improve as it can be shown with my Term 1 results... E-Maths, A2 &amp;amp; A-Maths, C5... Yeah!!! cause I fail them both last year for a year... My A-Maths is worse... F9 for whole of last year... Thought I have to get help... so my mom ask my bro's &amp;amp; cousin's tuition teacher, who is the same person, to teach me... &amp;amp; since then, my maths have been improving... even without my bro's help... cause there's no way he can help me... he has to go school everyday &amp;amp; reach home at the time when I'm in bed... so there's no way I can ask him anything related to maths... or ask him to teach me... So I need a tuition teacher...now I need someone to teach me History &amp;amp; SS... my bro dun take history... so i cant ask him... POA as well... although I understand... but I dunno why wen I get the test paper... my mind is blank... den i dunno how to do any more... yup... I think tat's all my subject tat I need help in... the rest I'm okay... Right now My Aim for O-Level is Eng:B3, Chinese:A2, E-Maths: A1, A-Maths: A1, POA: B3, Science:A2, Humanities: B4... Hope I can achieve tat... Cause I wan to get to a JC... &amp;amp; my choice is Tampines JC... L1R5: &lt;15... Hope ppl wont say I cant do it... cause tat'll make me not going to it... den wen results come... u ppl scold me...( I'm talking abt my mom...) My mom like to the opposite of encouraging ppl to do things... I dun like tat kind of mom... it makes my heart feel hurt wen u say I can never improve with my L1R5 of 34 now... I know if I give it time... I can improve to a 15... just u watch ppl who think I cant do it... Watch ur mouths... dun come &amp;amp; praise me wen i did it... cause ur praise is not needed... I dun need ppl who look down on me to come &amp;amp; even talk abt my results... so now all I need is my mom to stop nagging at me... den I can concentrate on my school work... cause I very tired everyday going home at 5plus or even later... the school is trying everything they can to help the sec 4s so pls dun say just because I didnt study at home means I'm not clever enough to take O-Level... Right now I dun care abt O-Level... I only care abt Mid-Year... &amp;amp; if I can improve... den I can say tat I'm quite save to say tat I can improve even better wen O-Level comes...&lt;br /&gt;Quote Of My Life: Success is 99% failure... Soichiro Honda...&lt;br /&gt;See u guys next time... properly after O-Level.. or Mid-Year... Bye Bye...:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5557418543724299563-5117861360576292210?l=ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com/feeds/5117861360576292210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5557418543724299563&amp;postID=5117861360576292210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557418543724299563/posts/default/5117861360576292210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557418543724299563/posts/default/5117861360576292210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com/2010/04/yo-ppl.html' title=''/><author><name>Ishimaru Miharu...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06057756950670094949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__rRLZbrSVQw/SZkp7-Clk5I/AAAAAAAAABw/mVOhuAEubHk/S220/My+Birthday+Party+009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5557418543724299563.post-7387537447437601597</id><published>2010-01-15T03:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T03:37:09.748-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Hello... I'm back to post...today I'll post abt lots of things...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;1st is sec one orientation camp I had during the 1st two days of school...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;It was fun... I like the class tat I'm taking care of... as I'm a leader... I need to do wat a leader should... Of course... if u know me den u know I'm the shy shy type of person... would not speak up with ppl I dun know... for this time are the sec ones... but I must Thank Vincent for helping me... cause without him... I dunno if I can even lead a group of sec ones properly... so a Big Thanks to Vincent... during the 1st day of the camp... There's a boy named Jun Hong... &amp;amp; he would follow watever Vincent do... Myself &amp;amp; Wan Tian were laughing at them... &amp;amp; wen we were plying games... Jun Hong would not ply unless Vincent join in... So poor Vincent had to ply most of time the games... during the camp... During the 2nd day... Vincent had school &amp;amp; could not be present for the 1st half of the camp... &amp;amp; had join us only at 4pm... so we had to handle the sec ones on our own... so I tried my best to handle Jun Hong... but he was a bit naughty... he wandered around the school wen we were plying treasure hunt... so I went to search for him... at last wen I found him... we cant find the others... so again I went around the school to find them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;at last wen I found them... Vincent came... my sec threes &amp;amp; I were too happy to see him... &amp;amp; he brought lollipop for all of us... After the camp I found out tat I can actually lead a group if I really put myself into it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;So after the camp... I went to normal school day... den I found out tat my friendship has problem too... but I know abt the situation so I didnt really go &amp;amp; ask my friends... I only ask them wat happened wen I wasnt around...but now I'm just waiting for the right time to strike... Tat's the one thing no one know... cause I never show my real anger to anyone... so hopefully I dun have to show it anyone... But if I feel like I need to I will... So dun regret making me do things I dun wan to do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;O-Level...O-Level...O-Level... as long as I work hard... no one will ever look down on me ever again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Okay will stop here... will be back for more progress of me &amp;amp; my school work...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5557418543724299563-7387537447437601597?l=ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com/feeds/7387537447437601597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5557418543724299563&amp;postID=7387537447437601597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557418543724299563/posts/default/7387537447437601597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557418543724299563/posts/default/7387537447437601597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com/2010/01/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Ishimaru Miharu...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06057756950670094949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__rRLZbrSVQw/SZkp7-Clk5I/AAAAAAAAABw/mVOhuAEubHk/S220/My+Birthday+Party+009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5557418543724299563.post-7779240290632941790</id><published>2009-11-15T04:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T05:52:51.707-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hello... Back to post...Today I will post abt the NACLi Camp I had on 11-13 Nov 2009...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Let's start with the 1st day... On the 1st day... Wen we got there... we were the 1st to reach... It seemed tat the other two schools have not reach... Since we had abit of free time... We put down our things... &amp;amp; went to the dining hall for breakfast... the dining hall was cool... it was air-condition... After breakfast, we all went back to the Learning Lounge... one school had arrived... it was Hougang Sec... it was all girls... we thought tat it was girls school, but it turns out tat it was the girls' guide... Den the last school which was Monfort Sec... tat was a boys school so the student councillors were all boys...(Their Council shirt very nice...)... Den we ply some ice breaking games... den got into our teams... after tat during lunch, we got into our rooms... Den many ppl started changing rooms cause our school started everything...haha...My room can say is the nicest out of many rooms...My room was huge &amp;amp; like living in forest...cause have forest painting on the walls in the entire room... My room mates r Reena, Mariyam(cant really remember how to spell her name), Nicole, Am, Wan Tian, Phyllis &amp;amp; Me... Am, Wan Tian &amp;amp; Phyllis switch rooms... Tat night we slept quite early as we were scared tat Vathi might come &amp;amp; check us... Den we will be doom... Jasmine &amp;amp; Jannah also came over to our room to chat abit... &amp;amp; we laugh like hell tat night...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;On the 2nd day...  during breakfast... we BNSS girls sat together to eat... den we chat &amp;amp; laugh before we left for our activity... I only can remember the concert night... The concert was FUN... we get to do the Cha Cha Slide dance... Which all BNSS councillors know... Den the funny one was tat the MCs did the Nobody dance... haha... it was funny... tat was tiring but fun... for me I did skit in my group... It was funny with Fatin &amp;amp; Amirul... Fatin was saying tat she was chosen to be councillor cause she's sexy &amp;amp; boomz... haha... den Amirul say tat we the judges r stupid wen we shake hands... hahaha.... tat was also funny... During the games tat we had... I ply cheat in one of the games... but noone caught me... only Jasmine caught me in one of the many cheats I had done... &amp;amp; in one of the games... I walked all the way, while the others were running like crazy... dunno why they run like crazy wen u can walk... Den tat night Vathi came to check my room... but thx to Reena, Vathi didnt come in, cause Reena didnt open the door... we all pretended tat we were asleep... a bit THANK YOU  to Reena for not opening the door... if not Phyllis, Am &amp;amp; Wan Tian will be doomed.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;On the last day...we did morning exercise... Den cause of raining, we couldnt go to Bukit Timah Hill for our Peak Challenge... So we stayed in the Lounge for some team building games... That really made me feel tat I'm not important to my team at all... Cause I let them down in all the games... I couldnt even go pass the 1st rod... while the others can reach the end... I really thought tat I was useless... Even Phyllis is better than me... I almost cried but I didnt... Den during the hunman ladder game... I let them down again... My finger hurt due to old injury... I had to stop plying... Tat's wen I really cried under my towel... nobody knows... &amp;amp; I told noone... Tat was also wen i think tat my team hated me... I believe I can tell by looking at their faces... after tat we check out of our rooms &amp;amp; tat ended the Camp... The Camp was tiring but... i think it was fun... I dun think I will meet my team mates again... but I will surely remember them....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Will end here... Good day &amp;amp; Goodbye...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5557418543724299563-7779240290632941790?l=ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com/feeds/7779240290632941790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5557418543724299563&amp;postID=7779240290632941790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557418543724299563/posts/default/7779240290632941790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557418543724299563/posts/default/7779240290632941790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com/2009/11/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Ishimaru Miharu...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06057756950670094949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__rRLZbrSVQw/SZkp7-Clk5I/AAAAAAAAABw/mVOhuAEubHk/S220/My+Birthday+Party+009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5557418543724299563.post-7328582132589236903</id><published>2009-11-01T05:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T05:09:05.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Back to post again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'm damn pissed off now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;My mom just said tat if she cant take it anymore, She'll leave the house...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I wanted to tell her tat if she leave I'll die &amp;amp; let her see...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;But I thin if I say tat... she'll get more angry... So I didnt say anything...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Only give her face... Den she scold me...say I was in the wrong still give her face see...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I got more angry now.... Den now she treat me so nice... Dunno wat's wrog with her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Will be back for more pissed off story...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5557418543724299563-7328582132589236903?l=ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com/feeds/7328582132589236903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5557418543724299563&amp;postID=7328582132589236903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557418543724299563/posts/default/7328582132589236903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557418543724299563/posts/default/7328582132589236903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com/2009/11/back-to-post-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Ishimaru Miharu...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06057756950670094949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__rRLZbrSVQw/SZkp7-Clk5I/AAAAAAAAABw/mVOhuAEubHk/S220/My+Birthday+Party+009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5557418543724299563.post-3712703300732151536</id><published>2009-11-01T00:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T01:21:42.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hey Guys... Back to post today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Here to tell u tat I had a lot of fun yesterday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I went to KTV with my food along with Phyllis, Xun Jing, Chong Chong, Dave &amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Kendra...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;At 1st Phyllis, Xun Jing, Sherr &amp;amp; Kendra came to meet me at my house... Den we set &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;off to meet with the others at Enous inter... Wen we got there, Chong Chong had not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;arrive yet... So we waited... the few of us who had nth to do, took a walk around 7-11 &amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt; den Sherr went to jollybean to buy sth... so did Shirleen...After Chong Chong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;arrived...we set off to meet with jenny... on the way... Sherr &amp;amp; Shirleen couldnt finish &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;their drinks &amp;amp; gave them to me... One drink was cold the other was warm... I told &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;them later I will have stomachache... It was a joke...haha... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Den wen we reached KTV... Sherr anyhow chose a song... nobody know how to sing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;tat song... &amp;amp; so I sang it together with Sherr... Den after awhile, I went to ply with the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;touchscreen tv... it was fun choosing songs using tat &amp;amp; me &amp;amp; Shirleen chose a lot of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;songs... &amp;amp; we got really high wen we were singing... me &amp;amp; Shirleen were like crazy in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;there... tat Jenny couldnt take it sitting in between us...&amp;amp; she change place...haha... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Den due to the time we had... we skipped a lot of songs... most of them were sad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;songs... cause we dun wan ppl to cry... So me &amp;amp; Shirleen chose a lot of 'high' songs... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;to sing like siao... Sry to Jenny tat I didnt had the chance to sing S.H.E's Superstar for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;her... as she wanted me to... Next time I will....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;After tat I was abit angry with Regina &amp;amp; Phyllis... as I dun really like ppl to try to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;drunk just because they have problem... I told them never to do it again... &amp;amp; they &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;promised me not to do it again... I was back to normal... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Den we went to Downtown... But Chong Chong, Jenny, Brenda &amp;amp; Dave had gone off... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;so only left the few of us... we went to have dinner at mac... &amp;amp; few of them were crazy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;abt the stickers...haha... I kept mine for fun... after tat Phyllis found out tat she lost &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;her wallet... we went to help her find... luckily, the cleaner of mac found it... &amp;amp; she was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;able to take it back... Den because of time... Shirleen, Kendra &amp;amp; I couldnt stay for the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Halloween... Sry Guys... Next time... Wen I reached home... I showered den wen to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;read Phyllis's blog... I saw someone helping CJM &amp;amp; TSY.... So I help Phyllis... Den &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;later Sherr, Ben &amp;amp; Shirleen also help out... Thx guys... After tat i went to bed... So &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hope to have more fun next time we go out... :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5557418543724299563-3712703300732151536?l=ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com/feeds/3712703300732151536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5557418543724299563&amp;postID=3712703300732151536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557418543724299563/posts/default/3712703300732151536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557418543724299563/posts/default/3712703300732151536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com/2009/11/hey-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>Ishimaru Miharu...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06057756950670094949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__rRLZbrSVQw/SZkp7-Clk5I/AAAAAAAAABw/mVOhuAEubHk/S220/My+Birthday+Party+009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5557418543724299563.post-8136817510365151351</id><published>2009-10-24T04:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T05:07:43.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hello I'm back... Today I will blog abt sth tat is very interesting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1st we went to 3 places... TM, T1 &amp;amp; CS... walk walk around to find a nice present for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my laopo's birthday... after abt 1hour++, we finally found one... &amp;amp; bought it... Den &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;went to eat lunch... got two phone calls... one from home &amp;amp; one from Wang Lao Shi... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Den talk abt someone who we both have a lot things to talk abt... most of it were bad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;things... none of  them were good... So conclusion...the person has nth good to say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;abt... So nvm be friends with this type of ppl... they will bring u no good... The End...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5557418543724299563-8136817510365151351?l=ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com/feeds/8136817510365151351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5557418543724299563&amp;postID=8136817510365151351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557418543724299563/posts/default/8136817510365151351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557418543724299563/posts/default/8136817510365151351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com/2009/10/hello-im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Ishimaru Miharu...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06057756950670094949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__rRLZbrSVQw/SZkp7-Clk5I/AAAAAAAAABw/mVOhuAEubHk/S220/My+Birthday+Party+009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5557418543724299563.post-4795825537168573304</id><published>2009-10-20T02:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T03:55:13.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Exams are finally over... Now time to enjoy awhile...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I have been watchin all the anime I missed during the exams period...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&amp;amp; today we got to check our scripts... guess wat... I didnt really do very well... even &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;though I had study for them... I wonder why do I always do badly.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;WHY CANT I DO WELL FOR ONCE???!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Wen I saw my papers... My mind is telling me tat I have no more hope of doing well &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;anymore even I study hard.... Den wen my mom see my results... She will scream &amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;shout to like she wan to let the whole world know tat I done badly for EOY... Den &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;she'll start to nag abt how well my cousins did &amp;amp; how well her boss's child did.... &amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;she'll also say tat she told me to study like dunno how many times &amp;amp; I didnt listen to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;her... Tat's why I got those kind results...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;She'll also say tat even my bro dun dare to get those kind of results home...Den after &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;all the nagging &amp;amp; scolding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My mood would change &amp;amp; I would tell &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;myself tat I wan to do well for O-level... but the thing is... wen i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ask for tuition...I couldnt get one... Cause my mom doesnt have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;$$$ to give me the help I need... as most tuition teachers are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;very expensive to get... example, wen I asked for A-math &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tuition... my mom told me tat she dun have tat kind of $$$ to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;give in one week... If not it'll cost $240 per week for my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tuitions...$120 for eng &amp;amp; $120 for a-math...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Eng is important... so for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;years I have been given tuition for tat sub... but for a-math I'm very weak at it... my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;mom knew... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;but the tuition teacher only have time to teach sec4s...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;So my mom &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;tried to ask my bro to help me with it... But most of the time my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;bro is out with his girlfriend...&amp;amp; didnt even care abt me... SO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;WHERE AM I GOING TO HELP FROM????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Wen I tried helping &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;myself... it didnt really work... tat's why I'm getting those kind of results... &amp;amp; wen i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;dun understand... I dun feel like asking my bro as he'll scold me &amp;amp; get angry for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;asking him... So i would rather go school to ask my friends...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But I would say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sorry to my friends tat I didnt do well for my EOY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&amp;amp; I also wish tat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I can get help from u guys wen I need... I know tat u all will always be there for me... &amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;so will I...but I'm not so sure abt studies... I mean look at my results &amp;amp; u will know... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;although I'm not even sure if I will get promoted... But I hope tat if I get promoted... I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;would work hard for next year &amp;amp; strive for wat my mom wans...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;For once.. I wan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;to make her smile &amp;amp; be proud of me... I wan to be the 1st Choo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;to go to JC... tat way... I can make the Choos in my family &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;happy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But if I wan to achieve it...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt; to work extra hard &amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;get more help from whoever is willing to help me... Whoever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;read my post &amp;amp; would like to help me with my studies... U can &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;let me know in facebook, msn, sms or even give me a call to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;meet up &amp;amp; tutor me watever subjects u can... Cause I really wan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;to get to JC...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;But with my results now... It's impossible... I cant even get a 20+... I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;think mine is a 30++.... I'm really dead if I ever get tat in O-level... So do let me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;know... THX if u are willing to help me... I would be greatful to u... Cause I really need &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;the help...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I think I'm going to cry soon....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5557418543724299563-4795825537168573304?l=ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com/feeds/4795825537168573304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5557418543724299563&amp;postID=4795825537168573304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557418543724299563/posts/default/4795825537168573304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557418543724299563/posts/default/4795825537168573304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com/2009/10/exams-are-finally-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Ishimaru Miharu...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06057756950670094949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__rRLZbrSVQw/SZkp7-Clk5I/AAAAAAAAABw/mVOhuAEubHk/S220/My+Birthday+Party+009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5557418543724299563.post-4512812075715597563</id><published>2009-08-14T04:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T04:59:12.317-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hey Guys... I'm back to post...Today I'll post abt my fight with Brenda... Morning was as per normal... Den wen Brenda came... she told us tat she sms till bao... So I told her tat I wont let her sms anymore... I asked her to give me her phone... Den I went back to my place to sit... She asked me if she could sms one last time... So I returned her phone to her... Den I told Shirleen tat she has to keep her eyes on Brenda making sure tat she doesnt sms anymore... Den during amaths lesson, Regina took her phone away from her to prevent her from sms... &amp;amp; she was not happy...Den during P.E., her phone was still with us... She begged us to return it to her.... But we didnt...So she gave us the face tat she was really not happy... Den after P.E., she didnt wan to talk to us anymore... so I ignored her... till Chinese class... I decided to make it up to her... I even apologised to her... telling her to get over it... But she rejected all of them... So by tat time... I was angry liao... I mean if u were me u will feel the same way... If someone dont accept u to say sry... den how would u feel??? Angry &amp;amp; sad right??? Tat's was how I felt... But I told noone... I kept it to myself... Den I smsed her to let her cool down for the time being... But she told me no use... It's like she will never forget wat we had done... So I told her fine... since I told her so much... &amp;amp; instead of accepting, she rejected all of them... I'm not going to care abt her anymore... she can think &amp;amp; say or even sms watever she wan... I was just trying to be nice &amp;amp; she told me all tat... I can take no more... So I told her I dun care anymore... Now I just need time to let it go &amp;amp; dun think too much... Right now I just need to think abt wat is it going to be like 2moro during cosplay event when I go with my friends... But since Regina &amp;amp; Jenny cant make it... I've decide to Ask Xun Jing to go with me... Hope I have a happy day 2moro... Good Night... Will be back next time... Stay Tune...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5557418543724299563-4512812075715597563?l=ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com/feeds/4512812075715597563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5557418543724299563&amp;postID=4512812075715597563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557418543724299563/posts/default/4512812075715597563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557418543724299563/posts/default/4512812075715597563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com/2009/08/hey-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>Ishimaru Miharu...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06057756950670094949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__rRLZbrSVQw/SZkp7-Clk5I/AAAAAAAAABw/mVOhuAEubHk/S220/My+Birthday+Party+009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5557418543724299563.post-4246036648464980377</id><published>2009-08-05T21:54:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T07:26:46.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello...Almost 2 months never post...sry...&lt;br /&gt;Cause I lazy:P.. Today I'll post about a few things...&lt;br /&gt;1st: is wen I always go out with my friends after school, I wont wear my uniform tat let others know I'm a councillor... Cause we always make a lot of noise &amp; ppl may have bad image of me if they know I'm a councillor...&lt;br /&gt;Now a days I have been studying with them outside during weekends...Execpt Green Tea &amp; Chocolate... &amp; sometimes Maggie Mee... Cause they couldnt come...sad...sob...haha...&lt;br /&gt;Den wen i always go out with them...I would wear my cap...Cause I think I hate my hair flying around wien is windy...&amp; it is at the same time for me to have shade wen there's sun...Now, wenever I bite my finger or nails, Kimchi,Sashimi,Chocolate &amp; sometimes Bread will hit me...den I wont bite anymore... But today, since I didnt change place much...wen they see me bitting, they would call me... they said they would slap me... but I slap myself instead...haha...they were shocked...&lt;br /&gt;2nd: Today I finally go for training... so long didnt go...cause noone tell me anything related to training...so I gong gong...Dunno anything... Den wen training...cause no court...we went to the gym...Bread wait for me until I finish training...So nice...at the same time also for Chocolate, Kimchi &amp; Maggie Mee... they got chior...ended at the same time...during the gym session, I accidentaly use too much force on my right shoulder &amp; in the end, I hurt my shoulder...Now still very pain...I cant move it too much...or else will pain... I wonder how am I going to carry my bag 2moro... I think I use my left hand...I am left handed...hahaha... My mom says wan to bring me see doc...But my dad say no need...Cause he thinks it was nth...soon will recover...Den my mom says 'You never bring her to go see doc, how u know...' Den I told my dad tat if my injury is nth, den he can go be doc le...earn more $$$...den just now, wen i try to turn my right hand...I heard a crack sound...OUCH!!!...pain...Still today training very tiring...although I know my shoulder hurts...I still contiuned to train...cause at 1st wasnt so pain...Until I finish training den realised there's pain in my shoulder...but I hack care...I carry my bag &amp; went home with my 'Food Friends'... &lt;br /&gt;It is so fun going out with them &amp; chatting with them...I feel so good...But why are there so many DOGS in my chinese class??? I dunno &amp; dun care...&lt;br /&gt;So will end here &amp; be back for more 'Stories'...Since I am lazy...it will take a very long long long long~~~~~ Time...Endure it okay??? See ya...Saiyonara Minna!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5557418543724299563-4246036648464980377?l=ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com/feeds/4246036648464980377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5557418543724299563&amp;postID=4246036648464980377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557418543724299563/posts/default/4246036648464980377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557418543724299563/posts/default/4246036648464980377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Ishimaru Miharu...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06057756950670094949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__rRLZbrSVQw/SZkp7-Clk5I/AAAAAAAAABw/mVOhuAEubHk/S220/My+Birthday+Party+009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5557418543724299563.post-719879076169885933</id><published>2009-08-05T21:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T21:54:00.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello...Almost 2 months never post...sry...&lt;br /&gt;Cause I lazy:P.. Today I'll post about a few things...&lt;br /&gt;1st: is wen I always go out with my friends after school, I wont wear my uniform tat let others know I'm a councillor... Cause we always make a lot of noise &amp; ppl may have bad image of me if they know I'm a councillor...&lt;br /&gt;Now a days I have been studying with them outside during weekends...Execpt Green Tea &amp; Chocolate... &amp; sometimes Maggie Mee... Cause they couldnt come...sad...sob...haha...&lt;br /&gt;Den wen i always go out with them...I would wear my cap...Cause I think I hate my hair flying around wien is windy...&amp; it is at the same time for me to have shade wen there's sun...Now, wenever I bite my finger or nails, Kimchi,Sashimi,Chocolate &amp; sometimes Bread will hit me...den I wont bite anymore... But today, since I didnt change place much...wen they see me bitting, they would call me... they said they would slap me... but I slap myself instead...haha...they were shocked...&lt;br /&gt;2nd: Today I finally go for training... so long didnt go...cause noone tell me anything related to training...so I gong gong...Dunno anything... Den wen training...cause no court...we went to the gym...Bread wait for me until I finish training...So nice...at the same time also for Chocolate, Kimchi &amp; Maggie Mee... they got chior...ended at the same time...during the gym session, I accidentaly use too much force on my right shoulder &amp; in the end, I hurt my shoulder...Now still very pain...I cant move it too much...or else will pain... I wonder how am I going to carry my bag 2moro... I think I use my left hand...I am left handed...hahaha... My mom says wan to bring me see doc...But my dad say no need...Cause he thinks it was nth...soon will recover...Den my mom says 'You never bring her to go see doc, how u know...' Den I told my dad tat if my injury is nth, den he can go be doc le...earn more $$$...den just now, wen i try to turn my right hand...I heard a crack sound...OUCH!!!...pain...Still today training very tiring...although I know my shoulder hurts...I still contiuned to train...cause at 1st wasnt so pain...Until I finish training den realised there's pain in my shoulder...but I hack care...I carry my bag &amp; went home with my 'Food Friends'... &lt;br /&gt;It is so fun going out with them &amp; chatting with them...I feel so good...But why are there so many DOGS in my chinese class??? I dunno &amp; dun care...&lt;br /&gt;So will end here &amp; be back for more 'Stories'...Since I am lazy...it will take a very long long long long~~~~~ Time...Endure it okay??? See ya...Saiyonara Minna!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5557418543724299563-719879076169885933?l=ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com/feeds/719879076169885933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5557418543724299563&amp;postID=719879076169885933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557418543724299563/posts/default/719879076169885933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557418543724299563/posts/default/719879076169885933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello_05.html' title=''/><author><name>Ishimaru Miharu...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06057756950670094949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__rRLZbrSVQw/SZkp7-Clk5I/AAAAAAAAABw/mVOhuAEubHk/S220/My+Birthday+Party+009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5557418543724299563.post-5650802658263510722</id><published>2009-08-05T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T21:54:00.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello...Almost 2 months never post...sry...&lt;br /&gt;Cause I lazy:P.. Today I'll post about a few things...&lt;br /&gt;1st: is wen I always go out with my friends after school, I wont wear my uniform tat let others know I'm a councillor... Cause we always make a lot of noise &amp; ppl may have bad image of me if they know I'm a councillor...&lt;br /&gt;Now a days I have been studying with them outside during weekends...Execpt Green Tea &amp; Chocolate... &amp; sometimes Maggie Mee... Cause they couldnt come...sad...sob...haha...&lt;br /&gt;Den wen i always go out with them...I would wear my cap...Cause I think I hate my hair flying around wien is windy...&amp; it is at the same time for me to have shade wen there's sun...Now, wenever I bite my finger or nails, Kimchi,Sashimi,Chocolate &amp; sometimes Bread will hit me...den I wont bite anymore... But today, since I didnt change place much...wen they see me bitting, they would call me... they said they would slap me... but I slap myself instead...haha...they were shocked...&lt;br /&gt;2nd: Today I finally go for training... so long didnt go...cause noone tell me anything related to training...so I gong gong...Dunno anything... Den wen training...cause no court...we went to the gym...Bread wait for me until I finish training...So nice...at the same time also for Chocolate, Kimchi &amp; Maggie Mee... they got chior...ended at the same time...during the gym session, I accidentaly use too much force on my right shoulder &amp; in the end, I hurt my shoulder...Now still very pain...I cant move it too much...or else will pain... I wonder how am I going to carry my bag 2moro... I think I use my left hand...I am left handed...hahaha... My mom says wan to bring me see doc...But my dad say no need...Cause he thinks it was nth...soon will recover...Den my mom says 'You never bring her to go see doc, how u know...' Den I told my dad tat if my injury is nth, den he can go be doc le...earn more $$$...den just now, wen i try to turn my right hand...I heard a crack sound...OUCH!!!...pain...Still today training very tiring...although I know my shoulder hurts...I still contiuned to train...cause at 1st wasnt so pain...Until I finish training den realised there's pain in my shoulder...but I hack care...I carry my bag &amp; went home with my 'Food Friends'... &lt;br /&gt;It is so fun going out with them &amp; chatting with them...I feel so good...But why are there so many DOGS in my chinese class??? I dunno &amp; dun care...&lt;br /&gt;So will end here &amp; be back for more 'Stories'...Since I am lazy...it will take a very long long long long~~~~~ Time...Endure it okay??? See ya...Saiyonara Minna!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5557418543724299563-5650802658263510722?l=ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com/feeds/5650802658263510722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5557418543724299563&amp;postID=5650802658263510722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557418543724299563/posts/default/5650802658263510722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557418543724299563/posts/default/5650802658263510722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Ishimaru Miharu...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06057756950670094949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__rRLZbrSVQw/SZkp7-Clk5I/AAAAAAAAABw/mVOhuAEubHk/S220/My+Birthday+Party+009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5557418543724299563.post-7033345382280428288</id><published>2009-06-06T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T06:40:43.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hey ppl!!! I'm back to post abt how tonight was...&lt;br /&gt;Tonight was the worst night ever for me...maybe in the future...there wll be more nights like this...My mom is crazy over 4D...Just now she saw the 4 numbers she wanted to buy came out top prized...She was shocked like hell...&amp;amp; started blaming everything on me...Like as if it's my fault tat she didnt win...I didnt wan to argue with her so I just let her say watever she wans...She blame my studies, my results &amp;amp; many more...Only thing she didnt blame is her friend...the friend who taught her how to calculate all these things...My heart has been blaming tat friend of hers ever since she been addicted to all these stuff...but she herself didnt realise it...I'm worried abt my mom, but I cant do anything...I'm scared tat she will scold me...I hope one day I could tell her tat all these is useless...If she stops buying 4D...maybe we wont be short of money...It's because of 4D, tat's why we r short of $$$....Now because of tat shock...My mom skipped dinner...I can see tat she doesnt have the mood to eat...But her wei isnt tat good...If she skip meal...She will be in pain....I dun wan tat...I wish &amp;amp; hope tat someone can help me save her from this addicttion...I dun wan this anymore...I cant take it...But wat can I do??? I guess the thing I can do now is to study &amp;amp; get good results...At least she can be happy for awhile...Tat's all I wan...&lt;br /&gt;THE END...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5557418543724299563-7033345382280428288?l=ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com/feeds/7033345382280428288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5557418543724299563&amp;postID=7033345382280428288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557418543724299563/posts/default/7033345382280428288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557418543724299563/posts/default/7033345382280428288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com/2009/06/hey-ppl-im-back-to-post-abt-how-tonight.html' title=''/><author><name>Ishimaru Miharu...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06057756950670094949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__rRLZbrSVQw/SZkp7-Clk5I/AAAAAAAAABw/mVOhuAEubHk/S220/My+Birthday+Party+009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5557418543724299563.post-221194892238230200</id><published>2009-05-25T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T06:20:54.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__rRLZbrSVQw/ShqabxvzByI/AAAAAAAAADA/-lttKiYEmYA/s1600-h/11052009_030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339750110202103586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__rRLZbrSVQw/ShqabxvzByI/AAAAAAAAADA/-lttKiYEmYA/s320/11052009_030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Before I start...These are some pics I took with my current friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__rRLZbrSVQw/ShqabszbeSI/AAAAAAAAAC4/QOr0U0GVV20/s1600-h/DSC00223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339750108875159842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__rRLZbrSVQw/ShqabszbeSI/AAAAAAAAAC4/QOr0U0GVV20/s320/DSC00223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__rRLZbrSVQw/ShqabUccjVI/AAAAAAAAACw/X9CjE0_TYoQ/s1600-h/11052009_027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339750102336310610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__rRLZbrSVQw/ShqabUccjVI/AAAAAAAAACw/X9CjE0_TYoQ/s320/11052009_027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__rRLZbrSVQw/ShqabKmVdPI/AAAAAAAAACo/zGnESjVNwdE/s1600-h/11052009_017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339750099693434098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__rRLZbrSVQw/ShqabKmVdPI/AAAAAAAAACo/zGnESjVNwdE/s320/11052009_017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Today, I'm going to post abt one thing ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;The thing is the 'celebration' of my bro's be-lated B'day with his friends(without family members) at my house...His friends came at around afternoon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;I kinda got a feeling tat his friends dun like me...&amp;amp; I also dun really like them...So I went out with my friends to watch movie, Night at the Museum 2...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;The movie was damn funny...U can say tat it's funny through out the movie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;After the moive, me &amp;amp; my friends went to look for presents for my bro...I promised myself tat since he gave me one...I would give him one in return...He is my bro after all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;So i bought him a Kakashi key chain( He told me he like kakashi before)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Then although I dun feel like going home...But still have to go home...As I need to finish my TLLM Project...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;When I reached home...I knew I couldnt use my com...Cause My bro's friends were plying mahjoing in the room...It took up the whole of the study room...So I ask my bro for his laptop...I did the powerpoint in my dad's room...&amp;amp; the best thing was, I got to on air-con!!!! Den I stayed in there for the whole night...as i didnt really want to see their faces &amp;amp; they were damn noisy...I only came out of the room for shower &amp;amp; dinner...&amp;amp; there's a lot of left over food by my bro's friends...&amp;amp; My parents &amp;amp; I have to finish them...although we were eating steamboat...I still think my parents &amp;amp; I were like beggers...finishing others left over food...In the end...There was still al lot left over food...My mom had no choice but to leave them for the next day...but those raw food couldnt be kept for long...&amp;amp; again no choice...My mom had to throw them away if we dun finish it today...WAT A WASTE!!!! My mom could have use those money for more useful things...Like pay for my bro's school fees...or buy other things she needed...Now it's no more...She had to earn it back by hard work... &amp;amp; also because of tat...My mom had to get money from her piggy bank (which is suppose to be my bro's school fees) to give us our pocket money...At tat point...I felt tat I should not always spend money...I should only spend money on the things...I really really like &amp;amp; it will stay with me for a long time...( I was thinking of buying CJ7)...Now currently saving money to do so...or maybe next time wen I go out with my parents...I could ask them to buy it for me...Since I already told them tat I wanted it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Alright...Tat's all for today...Tune in next time for more stories...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&amp;amp; stories is not so easy written...So U guys out there....MUST WAIT....I'LL BE BACK!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5557418543724299563-221194892238230200?l=ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com/feeds/221194892238230200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5557418543724299563&amp;postID=221194892238230200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557418543724299563/posts/default/221194892238230200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557418543724299563/posts/default/221194892238230200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com/2009/05/before-i-start.html' title=''/><author><name>Ishimaru Miharu...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06057756950670094949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__rRLZbrSVQw/SZkp7-Clk5I/AAAAAAAAABw/mVOhuAEubHk/S220/My+Birthday+Party+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__rRLZbrSVQw/ShqabxvzByI/AAAAAAAAADA/-lttKiYEmYA/s72-c/11052009_030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5557418543724299563.post-6213662689781857762</id><published>2009-04-29T04:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T04:37:04.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Yo!!! I'm back to post...Today I'll post about...How I finally let my feelings out...&amp;amp; I dun need to give a DAMN to her anyways...After my lunch...I decidedto let my feelings all out...Cause of Phyllis's DAMN face...I smsed her...Telling her how I felt...Den she replied using JM's phone cause her phone no $$$...her reply was actually not answering my question...It has no link...So I cared no more...&amp;amp; contiuned smsing her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;After awhile...she actually used her phone wen she told me tat it has not ENOUGH $$$...Wat a liar...Ater many smses...She called me a COWARD...But she herself is nth but a dog...Wat gives her the right to call me tat...Maybe she thinks she's small...noone can bully her...But she's so WRONG...she's worse than I thought...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Luckily for me...I have learnt my lessons...I'm was saved...&amp;amp; regained my freedom...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;I have to thank my new friends for making me realised tat I'm not a maid or ATM...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;I'm a HUMAN!!! &amp;amp; Humans need to ahve freedom...or else their life would be MEANLESS!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Tat's all for today...Be back next time for more...Hope u enjoyed my wonderful story...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5557418543724299563-6213662689781857762?l=ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com/feeds/6213662689781857762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5557418543724299563&amp;postID=6213662689781857762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557418543724299563/posts/default/6213662689781857762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557418543724299563/posts/default/6213662689781857762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com/2009/04/yo-im-back-to-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Ishimaru Miharu...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06057756950670094949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__rRLZbrSVQw/SZkp7-Clk5I/AAAAAAAAABw/mVOhuAEubHk/S220/My+Birthday+Party+009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5557418543724299563.post-427919459986777242</id><published>2009-04-25T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T04:10:17.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Sry for long time never post...I know my blog is dying...I have bought it back to life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Busy studying for exams...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Exams starts Mon!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today...Regina &amp;amp; Brenda came my house to study...We met at Tampines inter...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I went to pick them up...Came my house...Regina used my com to ply restaurant city...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Den the game kept connecting...&amp;amp; eventually...Regina had to stop plying...Cause we are here to study not ply games...In the end...we only did a few questions on maths paper 1...&amp;amp; Brenda did Chem paper...After tat, Regina tok about her past...So did Brenda...Only I didnt say anything...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cause i got nth to say...So I only gave comments...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Den went to watch 17 again...The movie was funny &amp;amp; a lot of kissing....not just any kiss...But french kiss...I was like...ew....!!! Before the movie...I touch my seat...There's Cheese on it....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Den Regina suggested tat I put tissue &amp;amp; sit on it...Den she kept saying tat later Cheese Monster will come out...as beside is an empty seat...We were laughing like hell...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;At the end of the day...I felt like I have finally made a lot new good friends tat treat me like who I am...not like a maid or sth worst like a ATM...Like this...I can finally live a better life...A life with freedom...A life tat I can do watever I wan...I'm not going to be a loser...I'm going to be a person who knows how make my OWN decisions...&amp;amp; not listen to wat others tell me to do...Tat way I can be a better person...I need to thank my new friends for letting me realise this chance...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'll cherish this chance &amp;amp; never let go...Thank You New Friends!!! I will also cherish you all too!!! &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/5557418543724299563-427919459986777242?l=ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com/feeds/427919459986777242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5557418543724299563&amp;postID=427919459986777242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557418543724299563/posts/default/427919459986777242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557418543724299563/posts/default/427919459986777242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com/2009/04/sry-for-long-time-never-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Ishimaru Miharu...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06057756950670094949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__rRLZbrSVQw/SZkp7-Clk5I/AAAAAAAAABw/mVOhuAEubHk/S220/My+Birthday+Party+009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5557418543724299563.post-7577639304788448324</id><published>2009-03-16T03:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T04:11:13.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hi I'm back to post...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today I was suppose to go out eng project group...but in the end Feng Wei &amp;amp; Yun Da cant make it...So left me &amp;amp; Jenny...Jenny called many ppl to see if they could go out with us...Cause it will be boring to go out with just the 2 of us...After tat we went to Tech View to meet up with Sherralyn, Tong Tong &amp;amp; Lee Ying... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;At first I felt abit odd...den after tat...I felt like they r my friends...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jenny, Sherralyn &amp;amp; I went to White Sand to search for the dvd we wanted...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But we didnt find it...Den we went to Mac...Ate lunch there &amp;amp; talk about many ppl in 3C &amp;amp; 3B...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Awhile later...Lee Ying came...This time we talked even more...Jenny said if Lee Ying says the person's name again...All of us will slap her...But she didnt...&amp;amp; she asked me why I hated someone...I told her many things...&amp;amp; we became friends...This is the first time I had ever talked to her like tat...We had a great laugh while waiting for the bus...Cause Sherralyn went to buy drink &amp;amp; we missed a bus...Jenny scolded her like mad...&amp;amp; we all were laughing like hell...We went up the bus...Jenny &amp;amp; Lee Ying were plying my ds...They were competing to see who can get a higher score...Wen we reached our stop...they met Joey...I was scared of Joey...Cause I think she doesnt like me...So I said I'm going home...At home now...Thinking wat a happy time I have...Den going out with friends usually...Hope I can have this much fun again!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The End...&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/5557418543724299563-7577639304788448324?l=ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com/feeds/7577639304788448324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5557418543724299563&amp;postID=7577639304788448324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557418543724299563/posts/default/7577639304788448324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557418543724299563/posts/default/7577639304788448324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com/2009/03/hi-im-back-to-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Ishimaru Miharu...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06057756950670094949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__rRLZbrSVQw/SZkp7-Clk5I/AAAAAAAAABw/mVOhuAEubHk/S220/My+Birthday+Party+009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5557418543724299563.post-3372109892523072340</id><published>2009-03-06T01:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T04:12:04.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today...Went to Chess Club with Phyllis &amp;amp; JM cause we got nth to do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Den went in there for about 30-45mins...Wen the teacher-in-charge came in...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;her name is Cant say later ppl go tell her...She usaully use a mic to talk &amp;amp; her speaker is is even bigger than my com's... &amp;amp; She shouted at me &amp;amp; JM to GET OUT!!!! of the classroom... SO RUDE!!!!! At least wan to shout at us...DONT USE THE MIC LA!!!! ******!!!! I HATE RUDE TEACHERS THE MOST!!!! If they can be RUDE, SO CAN WE...I believe everyone agrees with me...SO WE SHOULD NOT HAVE TEACHERS LIKE HER IN THE SCHOOL!!!! KICK HER OUT!!! ******!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Luckily, she's not my teacher for any subject...If not I will hate her forever... Now I hate her like hell... I will curse her to the very end...****** Teacher... Dun let me see ur face...or else ur live will be shorter!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;The End...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5557418543724299563-3372109892523072340?l=ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com/feeds/3372109892523072340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5557418543724299563&amp;postID=3372109892523072340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557418543724299563/posts/default/3372109892523072340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557418543724299563/posts/default/3372109892523072340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com/2009/03/today.html' title=''/><author><name>Ishimaru Miharu...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06057756950670094949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__rRLZbrSVQw/SZkp7-Clk5I/AAAAAAAAABw/mVOhuAEubHk/S220/My+Birthday+Party+009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5557418543724299563.post-4037215943741058087</id><published>2009-02-16T00:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T04:12:35.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hi...I'm back...Today i go eat sushi with Phyllis LJM...&amp;amp; we talked a lot about someone we dun like... It was raining heavily...&amp;amp; she is now at my house...as she wan to 'bi yu'...Xun Jing called...&amp;amp; talk rubbish...Example...He saw someone who he thought is Phyllis's '_____'...but actually tat's not true...&amp;amp; Phyllis got agitated &amp;amp; scolded him STUPID XJ!!&lt;br /&gt;Tat's all for today....Hope everyone have a nicer day den me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5557418543724299563-4037215943741058087?l=ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com/feeds/4037215943741058087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5557418543724299563&amp;postID=4037215943741058087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557418543724299563/posts/default/4037215943741058087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557418543724299563/posts/default/4037215943741058087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com/2009/02/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>Ishimaru Miharu...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06057756950670094949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__rRLZbrSVQw/SZkp7-Clk5I/AAAAAAAAABw/mVOhuAEubHk/S220/My+Birthday+Party+009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5557418543724299563.post-5806446769108957725</id><published>2009-02-10T04:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T04:13:39.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Yo ppl!!! I'm back to post...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;I know it always took me a long time to get one post done...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;But i have nth to post &amp;amp; no time to post as well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;So today I'm going to post about wat happen on Sat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Sat morning...I went to Peranakan Museum with some old folks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;I took a lot of pics there but the guide said we cant post the pics without &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;permission...or I will get into a big trouble...After tat we went to eat lunch...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;I dunno where the place is but the food there was quite nice...Den went home...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Now I'll talk about wat happened during the bbq...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;At 1st it was quite ok for me as i got a lot food to eat there...there's prawn, hotdag, meat, drinks, satay &amp;amp; many more... The drink they made was very nice...they add 7-up with orange juice...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;i Drank cup after cup althought i cannot drink a lot as i am still not fully recovered...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Den about 6+pm I called my bro asking him wat time he would arrive...he told about 8.30-8.45pm he would reach...but his words could not be trusted...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;My dad &amp;amp; I den went for a walk...We talked about courses in poly &amp;amp; he told me about his past on wat courses he took &amp;amp; the differences...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Den at about 2 hours later i called my bro again...den he said he was only at Bedok...I was shocked...He asked my dad if it's ok for him to bring 2 of his friends along with him to the bbq...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;My dad agreed...&amp;amp; so we kept on waiting...My bro was very late...I suspected tat he already promised his friends tat they could go to the bbq...At about 10+pm...I was getting very tired as i slept very late last night...My dad asked me to call my bro again...this time he said he was in the bus ONLY...I was getting more angry this time...I didnt let out my anger yet cause too many ppl around...it would be bad if i let it out...so I waited some more...at about 10.40+pm he finally reached...I was really really angry now...I looked at hime angrily &amp;amp; walked to the bench &amp;amp; sat down...I on my music very loud &amp;amp; cried...but noone knew i was crying...den after awhile...I changed to use my ds to listen to music...tat way i cant hear anything they say...cause i dun wan to hear...den they ate for very long time...I put a memo of wat i think of my bro in my phone...This is wat I wrote...'**** u la... U think u VIP is it...u think u big is it...Make everyone wait for u...I no need to sleep is it...I very tired leh today...I went to many places. U know how elderly are so troublesome...I slept at 12.30 yesterday...woke up at 7am...Didnt eat breakfast...Den have to run here run there to take care of elderly. U htink easy is it...Now I have to wait for u somemore...**** u la...! if this happens again...I am going to scold u infront of everyone!!!' Den wen we left...I slep in the car...Den reached home...I slept straight away...Den next day woke up like nth happened...Haz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Ok!!! Will post again next time...Enjoy...!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5557418543724299563-5806446769108957725?l=ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com/feeds/5806446769108957725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5557418543724299563&amp;postID=5806446769108957725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557418543724299563/posts/default/5806446769108957725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557418543724299563/posts/default/5806446769108957725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com/2009/02/yo-ppl-im-back-to-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Ishimaru Miharu...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06057756950670094949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__rRLZbrSVQw/SZkp7-Clk5I/AAAAAAAAABw/mVOhuAEubHk/S220/My+Birthday+Party+009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5557418543724299563.post-3229472326464813590</id><published>2009-01-27T04:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T04:14:07.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Hey!...I'm back to post about CNY!!! &amp;amp; my B'day!!!....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;This year's CNY is not like others...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;This year I did a lot of things....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;For example...I played bowling with cousins...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I thought they were very good at playing it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;But it turns out...Most of our ball went into Gutter...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;HAHA....We were laughing like hell...But we also encouraged some of them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;My cousin's BF got 4 times Strike in one row...We were hoping for a fifth one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;The floor was very slippery...So many of the times...I almost fell...&amp;amp; it's the 1st few times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I've talk to my long time no see cousin...as she came back from...(forgot wat country)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;But I like my cousins...although i dun really talk to them, but i will try to talk in the future...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;My father's side cousins are so funny...cause of tat...sometimes...I joke with them also...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Now I know tat wen i play bowling i need to be at the correct position...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Now it's time to talk about my B'day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;My B'day is rather a sad &amp;amp; happy one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Sad as in only three ppl gave me present...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&amp;amp; they are from Phyllis, XJ &amp;amp; Randall...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Thank You guys...You guys are the best...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&amp;amp; I even have ppl who forgot about my B'day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Like Se Yong...But nvm...She can be quite forgetful...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&amp;amp; Lastly...I would like to talk about the meal I have during my birthday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;At first i thought the food is going to be not so nice as my mom all order fish...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&amp;amp; the funny thing is tat she kept asking...is there anymore other types of fish she can order...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&amp;amp; we kept saying tat dun always eat fish...We go there to eat octopus...&amp;amp; raw stuff...not fish...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I ate a lot of Takoayki...very nice...But my dad say it's not nice...maybe it's because of the sauce...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I had a great meal tat day...&amp;amp; it's the last time i ever get to go there...it's very ex...But it's worth for ppl who eat a lot...I recommend u guys out there to go to this plce to eat Japanese food...It's called 'Minori'...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I wounder how much 'ang bao' $$$ I have collected...It shoul be over 300 to 400...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;For ppl out there who haven had a happy CNY...I wish u all a very Happy CNY!!!!&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/5557418543724299563-3229472326464813590?l=ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com/feeds/3229472326464813590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5557418543724299563&amp;postID=3229472326464813590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557418543724299563/posts/default/3229472326464813590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557418543724299563/posts/default/3229472326464813590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com/2009/01/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>Ishimaru Miharu...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06057756950670094949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__rRLZbrSVQw/SZkp7-Clk5I/AAAAAAAAABw/mVOhuAEubHk/S220/My+Birthday+Party+009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5557418543724299563.post-7933215235988642925</id><published>2009-01-07T05:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T04:14:26.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Hello!! I'm back to post...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Today i post about my three days at the Sec 1 Orientation Camp...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;The 1st days was not so good for me as my Sec 1D1 was like half dead &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;or fully dead...I also dunno...&amp;amp; about half of the camp...I was half dead...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;As I had a very bad headache...I almost vomited, but didnt...After the camp...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;I went to buy sth to eat cause I think my headache ws due to hunger...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;The food the school provided was horrible...so JM &amp;amp; I shared one box of rice...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;The second day of camp...I felt abit better only...still got abit of headache...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;At least for the 2nd day my class was abit more action than 1s day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;We did lots of cheers...as facilitator we get disturb the sec ones during their games...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;During the petty zoo...we get to disturb more den others...&amp;amp; during the flour game...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;one of the OTs put flour on me...I ran away,but still got some flour on my hand &amp;amp; bag...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;During the concert night...the sec ones did a great job...but i still think the OTs did the best...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Well done OTs...I think I did bad as I was not really sure half of the dance moves...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;The Sec 4 facilitators did a really good job too...They not just dance, few of them also acted...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;They were funny when they acted...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Finally, the last day of camp...I was kinda sad tat it's the end...but i will always remember my sec 1s...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;The last day was fun too...We did the mass dance...&amp;amp; I got into the dance...the indian dance was great!!! I enjoyed it very much...Currently looking for the song for the dance...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Ok will stop here...will be back next time for more exciting things to share with all of u...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5557418543724299563-7933215235988642925?l=ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com/feeds/7933215235988642925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5557418543724299563&amp;postID=7933215235988642925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557418543724299563/posts/default/7933215235988642925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557418543724299563/posts/default/7933215235988642925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello-im-back-to-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Ishimaru Miharu...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06057756950670094949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__rRLZbrSVQw/SZkp7-Clk5I/AAAAAAAAABw/mVOhuAEubHk/S220/My+Birthday+Party+009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5557418543724299563.post-8513213160040294178</id><published>2008-12-28T21:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T04:14:52.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hi ppl...Very long time never blog le...I'm back to tell u about x-mas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;24th of dec...My friends &amp;amp; I decieded to have a x-mas party &amp;amp; a surprise &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;B'day for phyllis...ofcourse it didnt really surprise her...but at least we tried...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;After tat we had phyllis to hunt for her presents...&amp;amp; she found them very fast...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;By then it's lunch time...My mom bought western food...We each took half a chicken...&amp;amp; Jia Min, Xun Jing &amp;amp; I asked where is the chicken butt...haha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Den we proceed to singing...den Jia Min, Phyllis &amp;amp; Xun Jing went to arcade...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;While Se Yong &amp;amp; I stayed at my house...as Se Yong dont really like arcade...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&amp;amp; I cant go out...den it was 7+pm...it was raining...JM,Phyllis &amp;amp; XJ den walk back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;They saw many earthworms...&amp;amp; JM &amp;amp; Phyllis scream...From walking to my house...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&amp;amp; den we had dinner...TOM YAM!!!!...They all say very spicy...&amp;amp; they cannot take it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Phyllis wanted to give her noodles to XJ...but he gave the noodles back to Phyllis...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;They ate the tom yam noodles for about half to 1 hour...den we say goodbye...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;The End...Thank You...Be back next Time...For more stories...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5557418543724299563-8513213160040294178?l=ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com/feeds/8513213160040294178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5557418543724299563&amp;postID=8513213160040294178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557418543724299563/posts/default/8513213160040294178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557418543724299563/posts/default/8513213160040294178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com/2008/12/hi-ppl.html' title=''/><author><name>Ishimaru Miharu...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06057756950670094949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__rRLZbrSVQw/SZkp7-Clk5I/AAAAAAAAABw/mVOhuAEubHk/S220/My+Birthday+Party+009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5557418543724299563.post-6840945532441155713</id><published>2008-12-12T02:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T04:15:11.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hello ppl I'm back with more things to tell u all out there....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Recently, my grandma just went for a small operation...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&amp;amp; she is fine rght now...She's staying at my house for a few days...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hope she recover soon...seeing her scar gives the creeps...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I saw her scar &amp;amp; I shivered for a bit...her scar quite scary...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But no worries...She is alright now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today many relatives coming house to visit my grandma....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mom cooking a lot...&amp;amp; my dad not coming home to eat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cause he dun wan to see two of my relatives...he really hates them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wishes he can get over this childishness...It's driving me crazy....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Because of the two relatives my dad &amp;amp; my mom always argue...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hate it wen they argue...i wan it to stop forever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pls help my dad stop this childish thing of hate this, hate that...&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/5557418543724299563-6840945532441155713?l=ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com/feeds/6840945532441155713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5557418543724299563&amp;postID=6840945532441155713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557418543724299563/posts/default/6840945532441155713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557418543724299563/posts/default/6840945532441155713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello-ppl-im-back-with-more-things-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Ishimaru Miharu...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06057756950670094949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__rRLZbrSVQw/SZkp7-Clk5I/AAAAAAAAABw/mVOhuAEubHk/S220/My+Birthday+Party+009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5557418543724299563.post-750394225993539886</id><published>2008-11-29T05:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T04:15:40.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__rRLZbrSVQw/STFCcny4unI/AAAAAAAAABo/SlP87UrB7ks/s1600-h/Narumi+Riko+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274069698113747570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__rRLZbrSVQw/STFCcny4unI/AAAAAAAAABo/SlP87UrB7ks/s320/Narumi+Riko+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__rRLZbrSVQw/STFCcrS12TI/AAAAAAAAABg/uQDDTfNu6P0/s1600-h/Narumi+Riko.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274069699053082930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__rRLZbrSVQw/STFCcrS12TI/AAAAAAAAABg/uQDDTfNu6P0/s320/Narumi+Riko.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hi I'm back!!! This is Narumi Riko...She is a actress...I know her after watching 1 Litre of Tears...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I had watched many of her &lt;/span&gt;shows...There's a similar show coming up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I wish to see more shows... That's all for today... Hope to post more next time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5557418543724299563-750394225993539886?l=ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com/feeds/750394225993539886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5557418543724299563&amp;postID=750394225993539886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557418543724299563/posts/default/750394225993539886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557418543724299563/posts/default/750394225993539886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com/2008/11/hi-im-back-this-is-narumi-riko.html' title=''/><author><name>Ishimaru Miharu...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06057756950670094949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__rRLZbrSVQw/SZkp7-Clk5I/AAAAAAAAABw/mVOhuAEubHk/S220/My+Birthday+Party+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__rRLZbrSVQw/STFCcny4unI/AAAAAAAAABo/SlP87UrB7ks/s72-c/Narumi+Riko+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5557418543724299563.post-7288061259044509842</id><published>2008-11-27T05:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T04:16:06.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__rRLZbrSVQw/SS6kIdMueUI/AAAAAAAAABY/kCuL3PzSsJM/s1600-h/1+Litre+of+Tears+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273332678881343810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__rRLZbrSVQw/SS6kIdMueUI/AAAAAAAAABY/kCuL3PzSsJM/s320/1+Litre+of+Tears+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;This is a Japanese Drama based on a real life story...About a teenage girl, Kito Aya, who had an incurable degenerative disease. But she didnt give up life &amp;amp; live up till she was 25...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;She died in the hospital...her younger sis decided to take over where Aya left off...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;It's quite a sad &amp;amp; touching story, I didnt cry...But i did cry inside my heart...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;After watching the show...I had decided to be as strong as Aya...I will never take things for granted anymore...I will work towards my goals...&amp;amp; be who i wanna be...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;In case u guys dunno the title...It's 1 Litre of Tears... Touching story...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5557418543724299563-7288061259044509842?l=ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com/feeds/7288061259044509842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5557418543724299563&amp;postID=7288061259044509842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557418543724299563/posts/default/7288061259044509842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557418543724299563/posts/default/7288061259044509842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-is-japanese-drama-based-on-real.html' title=''/><author><name>Ishimaru Miharu...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06057756950670094949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__rRLZbrSVQw/SZkp7-Clk5I/AAAAAAAAABw/mVOhuAEubHk/S220/My+Birthday+Party+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__rRLZbrSVQw/SS6kIdMueUI/AAAAAAAAABY/kCuL3PzSsJM/s72-c/1+Litre+of+Tears+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5557418543724299563.post-6482400204165320322</id><published>2008-11-20T20:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T04:16:47.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Yesterday during training, accidentally hurt my left hand's middle finger...OUCH!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Recently&lt;/span&gt;, i started to watch Dekaranger again...Cause i found tat Go-Onger's characters' &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;characteristics are almost the as Dekarangers'...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"   style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I like Dekarangers' Reimon Marika ( Jasmine )...As she has a power tat can read ppl's mind by just touching them or anything tat is related to the ppl...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"   style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Jasmine is so cool... I wish i was like her... i wan power like hers!!!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"   style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Alright...Will be back next time...see ya...!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5557418543724299563-6482400204165320322?l=ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com/feeds/6482400204165320322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5557418543724299563&amp;postID=6482400204165320322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557418543724299563/posts/default/6482400204165320322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557418543724299563/posts/default/6482400204165320322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com/2008/11/yesterday-during-training-accidentally.html' title=''/><author><name>Ishimaru Miharu...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06057756950670094949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__rRLZbrSVQw/SZkp7-Clk5I/AAAAAAAAABw/mVOhuAEubHk/S220/My+Birthday+Party+009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5557418543724299563.post-7566592971382026629</id><published>2008-11-17T03:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T04:17:14.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Poor me...First training of the holiday....shoe spoil...&lt;br /&gt;Only trained for half an hour...but very tired as long time didnt train liao...&lt;br /&gt;2moro there's another training...hopefully my shoe can be fixed by 2moro..&lt;br /&gt;if not i have no shoe to train...den have to sit &amp;amp; watch so boring...den have to wear slippers&lt;br /&gt;somemore...worse...maybe need to train bear footed...or with slippers...&lt;br /&gt;Shoe...pls be fixed by 2moro...dad i'm counting on u...Save me.....!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Or dad can buy a new one for me...this shoe i wear for 2 years liao...&lt;br /&gt;It's time to buy new one.....:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5557418543724299563-7566592971382026629?l=ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com/feeds/7566592971382026629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5557418543724299563&amp;postID=7566592971382026629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557418543724299563/posts/default/7566592971382026629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557418543724299563/posts/default/7566592971382026629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com/2008/11/poor-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Ishimaru Miharu...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06057756950670094949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__rRLZbrSVQw/SZkp7-Clk5I/AAAAAAAAABw/mVOhuAEubHk/S220/My+Birthday+Party+009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5557418543724299563.post-3128496473423226113</id><published>2008-11-16T01:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T04:17:30.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__rRLZbrSVQw/SR_ip2WWdiI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Ni7Feiv1MVE/s1600-h/Editted.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269179297638544930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__rRLZbrSVQw/SR_ip2WWdiI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Ni7Feiv1MVE/s320/Editted.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jia Min took this in the toilet at the cafe on the second floor of Tech View... Poor Xun Jing had to wait outside the toilet...Cant take pic with us cause it's the ladies...Haz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;This pic is the pic of our friendship...I think...nvm...A good pic taken by Jia Min's handphone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;From left to right...Phyllis Lim, Chan Jia Min &amp;amp; Me-Choo Hui Xuan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the zoom in version...The original version cant really see the face clearly...So tat's all for today...HAPPY HOLIDAYS!!! Not for me i guess....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5557418543724299563-3128496473423226113?l=ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com/feeds/3128496473423226113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5557418543724299563&amp;postID=3128496473423226113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557418543724299563/posts/default/3128496473423226113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557418543724299563/posts/default/3128496473423226113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com/2008/11/jia-min-took-this-in-toilet-at-cafe-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Ishimaru Miharu...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06057756950670094949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__rRLZbrSVQw/SZkp7-Clk5I/AAAAAAAAABw/mVOhuAEubHk/S220/My+Birthday+Party+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__rRLZbrSVQw/SR_ip2WWdiI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Ni7Feiv1MVE/s72-c/Editted.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5557418543724299563.post-2748730806567997970</id><published>2008-11-15T01:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T04:17:46.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__rRLZbrSVQw/SR6VTjatscI/AAAAAAAAABI/eaMIE1D_l9Q/s1600-h/news23_still01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268812777227399618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__rRLZbrSVQw/SR6VTjatscI/AAAAAAAAABI/eaMIE1D_l9Q/s320/news23_still01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Hey! Here to introduce to u guys the G3 Princess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;The members are Rouyama Saki (Aizawa Rina), Suto Miu (Sugimoto Yumi) &amp;amp; Kegalesia (Oikawa Nao). They each also have their own song...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Aizawa Rina sings the song Smile x Smile, Sugimoto Yumi sings Yume no Tsubasa ( Dream Wings) &amp;amp; Oikawa Nao sings Tougenkyou ( Utopia )...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Their singing are amazing... I hope u all like their songs too... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Still thinking of buying the jackets....but very expensive....no $$$...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;YAY!!! My computer is much more faster...all thx to my cousin...He come my house to borrow textbook den play toys...den updated my com...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;We had quite a lot of fun together...He told me a lot of things about Go-onger... Thx for the Info cousin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5557418543724299563-2748730806567997970?l=ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com/feeds/2748730806567997970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5557418543724299563&amp;postID=2748730806567997970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557418543724299563/posts/default/2748730806567997970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557418543724299563/posts/default/2748730806567997970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com/2008/11/engine-sentai-go-onger-g3-princess.html' title=''/><author><name>Ishimaru Miharu...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06057756950670094949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__rRLZbrSVQw/SZkp7-Clk5I/AAAAAAAAABw/mVOhuAEubHk/S220/My+Birthday+Party+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__rRLZbrSVQw/SR6VTjatscI/AAAAAAAAABI/eaMIE1D_l9Q/s72-c/news23_still01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5557418543724299563.post-5699315116234191321</id><published>2008-11-13T18:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T04:18:26.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__rRLZbrSVQw/SRzdCmakrQI/AAAAAAAAABA/-kI3UgekEPU/s1600-h/hakei_top_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268328700858117378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__rRLZbrSVQw/SRzdCmakrQI/AAAAAAAAABA/-kI3UgekEPU/s320/hakei_top_02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__rRLZbrSVQw/SRzdCRpiHYI/AAAAAAAAAA4/8855ISeq9tQ/s1600-h/e0146373_1554245.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268328695283719554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__rRLZbrSVQw/SRzdCRpiHYI/AAAAAAAAAA4/8855ISeq9tQ/s320/e0146373_1554245.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yo! I'm back! Looks like not many ppl visited my blog...but nvm, since this is my 1st blog,ppl can take ur time &amp;amp; visit...I dun mind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;These pics are showing the Engine Kids...They are the dancers of the ending theme of Engine Sentai Go-Onger... I have already learnt the dance steps by watching the video...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I saw Go-Onger's jackets for sale on internet, very nice i wan to buy, but i dun have any credit card...the jackets cost 45,000 yen each(Dunnno how it cost in S'pore)...I only wan either Blue, Green or Yellow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Holidays!!!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5557418543724299563-5699315116234191321?l=ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com/feeds/5699315116234191321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5557418543724299563&amp;postID=5699315116234191321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557418543724299563/posts/default/5699315116234191321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557418543724299563/posts/default/5699315116234191321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com/2008/11/engine-sentai-go-onkids.html' title=''/><author><name>Ishimaru Miharu...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06057756950670094949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__rRLZbrSVQw/SZkp7-Clk5I/AAAAAAAAABw/mVOhuAEubHk/S220/My+Birthday+Party+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__rRLZbrSVQw/SRzdCmakrQI/AAAAAAAAABA/-kI3UgekEPU/s72-c/hakei_top_02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5557418543724299563.post-1577211741273273776</id><published>2008-11-12T21:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T01:46:53.877-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__rRLZbrSVQw/SRu4KsTdUMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/lvaWhPG2GyY/s1600-h/My+Birthday+Party+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268006682970902722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__rRLZbrSVQw/SRu4KsTdUMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/lvaWhPG2GyY/s320/My+Birthday+Party+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__rRLZbrSVQw/SRu4Ke6JCOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/CCmgPbt6nGk/s1600-h/My+Birthday+Party+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268006679375055074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 308px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__rRLZbrSVQw/SRu4Ke6JCOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/CCmgPbt6nGk/s320/My+Birthday+Party+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yeah!!! Finally have a blog of my own...Nth to do at home so created one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's not very good hope my friends out there can help me improve it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I will be greatful...:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5557418543724299563-1577211741273273776?l=ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com/feeds/1577211741273273776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5557418543724299563&amp;postID=1577211741273273776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557418543724299563/posts/default/1577211741273273776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5557418543724299563/posts/default/1577211741273273776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ishimaru-miharu.blogspot.com/2008/11/first-time-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Ishimaru Miharu...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06057756950670094949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__rRLZbrSVQw/SZkp7-Clk5I/AAAAAAAAABw/mVOhuAEubHk/S220/My+Birthday+Party+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__rRLZbrSVQw/SRu4KsTdUMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/lvaWhPG2GyY/s72-c/My+Birthday+Party+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
